Chapter 191

The moment Ye Zhenyu's knife awn appeared, it can be said that his skills were startled. Some disciples even wanted to take out their mobile phones to take pictures of the dazzling Dao mang.

But what happened?

This record of Dao mang appeared for only three seconds, and now it has been completely destroyed. What's more, ye Zhenyu, who has just been confident of cutting off Meng Ran's arm, is standing in front of Meng ran in despair.

At this time, AI Siying secretly looked at the young man from her fingers. At the moment of the appearance of Dao Mang, she was scared to see Meng Ran's blood spatter on the spot.

"Well, he seems to be ok?" Enchanting beauty smile like flowers, beautiful city.

However, on the contrary to AI Siying, all the 1000 disciples of the martial arts academy all seemed to be pinched by their necks. Their faces were pale and they looked like ghosts in the daytime.

"My God, even master Wudao can't hurt him. Is this still a human being?"

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it

However, the young man in black stood tall and upright as a sword, and said with disdain: "is it possible for you, a little master of martial arts, to hurt the blue jade glazed body? If you want to hurt me, practice for another hundred years! "

Then, Meng ran slapped Wei Rulong.

With a slight sound of "poop", the Qi mansion of the vice president of the martial arts academy collapsed and disappeared immediately. His internal power, which had been practicing hard for decades, was like the water in the palm of his hand.

"Ah, ah! How dare you How dare you abolish my cultivation? "

Wei Rulong roared like crazy, and the weakness brought by the loss of internal power made him fall from the clouds to purgatory.

Without this internal power, he will no longer be the vice president of the martial arts academy.

It is no longer Wei Rulong who is above ten thousand people under that one person.

Meng Ran's palm is like taking back all the gifts from God to Wei Rulong. After Wei Rulong, he will only be a mortal!

"How dare you abolish his cultivation

Shocked, ye Zhenyu looks at Meng ran in disbelief.

"Why, you also want to be abandoned?" Meng Ran's cold way.

Ye Zhenyu is also the head of the Academy at least. Now he is so ignored by Meng ran, his eyes seem to burst out with anger.

"I, ye Zhenyu, as the great master of the Qing Dynasty, ye Donglin's great grandson, will behead you today."

Ye Zhenyu urged Zhenyuan all over his body. His eyes were slightly closed, and he was flying in a gray cloth dress.

He raised his hands slightly, across his chest, as if holding Tai Chi.

At this moment, ye Zhenyu's whole body seems to have a white fog flow, the whole person is ethereal and hazy, but is full of an indescribable charm.

Between his two palms, one after another white silk thread emerged out of thin air, like silkworms spinning!

When Wei Rulong and the man in green shirt saw this scene, their faces were full of disbelief:

"the true spirit is released! Condense into silk! This is the unique skill of Ye Donglin, the great master of the Qing Dynasty! "

"Silk hand!"

"Brother Ye has become a silk hand! Hahaha, this boy will die

When Meng ran saw the white thread that seemed to be spiritually intertwined and pulled, he also said softly:

"if it is really the release of true Qi. You can release your true Qi with the highest level of cultivation of internal skill. You must rely on this secret skill. "

Looking at the hunting windbreaker, ye Zhenyu seemed to have seen the miserable scene that Meng ran was pierced into his body by a silk hand. He said grimly: "boy, my secret skill is the secret that my great grandfather Ye Donglin did not pass on to the Qing court. Today I will sacrifice my Ye family's divine skill with your blood!"

Words fall.

Ye Zhenyu plays with ten fingers, like an ancient lady caressing the strings. He combs the intricate threads like a girl's 3000 green silk, like a waterfall.

Each of these white threads contains Ye Zhenyu's pure and profound internal power. Only one strand is enough to kill a green cow. At the moment, ye Zhenyu's white thread is no less than a hundred strands!

This white thread can pierce through the steel plate, and even the hardest diamond should tremble for it!

"Young generation, take your life!"

His face was ferocious, and even his face was faint and unreal. Ye Zhenyu drank loudly.

Ten fingers with Qu, and then to Meng ran sharp pop-up!

Hundreds of white silk seems to have turned into a white ribbon, shooting Meng however!

"Developed, developed! Shoot it Jiangbei satellite TV's deputy director yelled at the camera.

"Gao Bo, it's not that I don't shoot It seems that this thing can't be photographed... " The tall man of the camera was a little confused.

"What can't be photographed? Don't talk nonsense. It's just that you're lazy!"

Gao Sheng rebukes Gao Gao, but when he comes to the camera, he looks like a ghost.

In the camera lens, there is no half thread on the high platform, just like vanishing out of thin air!

"Ah

AI Siying's sudden scream shocked them.

Look up, but see.

Hundreds of white line is actually without hindrance, will Meng ran tightly entangled!

Meng ran seems to have become a spool, the whole body is bound by white silk thread, can't move!