Dragon Blood Emperor

Looking at the Great Giant Shadow blocking the destruction of the Ten Realms, Ye Wushuang's face was still calm, and he saw the power of the Holy Spirit's body, which was indeed very strong.

"But is there really no stopping power?"

A faint voice emerged from the corner of Ye Wushuang's mouth, and the staring eyes were deeper, and all ten realms could be destroyed, even the realm could be cut off. How could one stop him?

"What about the body of the Holy Spirit?

In one step, Ye Wushuang stepped forward, and the mark of the sky blessed him, and saw that the sky of the annihilation hit the body of that Holy Spirit, and a click, the palm of the Holy Spirit broken!

The crowd's eyes stared at each other. After the palm of the hand broke, the sky of annihilation stretched over. The Fa was divided into two under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

Bang!

Yan Xingang heads his compass on his head, stepping out of the storm of destruction wearing the gossip fairy clothing, his body is even more embarrassed, and the blood at the corner of his mouth can't help flowing down!

"What sword is that, even the Holy Spirit's body is cut!"

The crowd was terrified. The Holy Spirit Dharma was the incarnation of the avenue. The sword, however, easily cut the Dharma and showed its sharp edge!

"I can't stop such a sword, only defeat!"

Some students secretly compared and sighed.

Silent Xu Xu, Yan Xingkang eyes stared at Ye Wushuang!

"Very well, I admit that I am underestimating you. Your strength is strong enough to make me go all out."

The corner of his mouth spit out a word that surprised the crowd. This is not the ultimate strength of Yan Xingmang. So how strong is his strength?

Ye Wushuang's eyes moved slightly, staring at Yan Xinghong, indifferently saying: "Can you stop farting? From the beginning, you said that I only have the power of World War I, and go all out now, how much nonsense you have, What happened, you lost again and again, getting more and more embarrassed, what qualifications do you have! "

Yan Xingyan's words made him feel resentment. If he lost, he lost, but a bunch of excuses said that he was qualified to let him go all out, as if he didn't do his best at the beginning!

"Eligible, you will know, whose stage is this!"

Yan Xing said indifferently, his gaze suddenly blinked, and the Holy Spirit Dharma appeared again!

"Twelve Madness!"

Speaking out, another Holy Spirit body appeared in the void, as strong as before, not only that, but then ten new Spirit bodies were drilled in succession!

There are a total of twelve holy spirits, named Twelve Mad Fairies, each of which contains the power of Mad Madness!

At this moment, people seem to have understood the meaning of Yan Xingkang's words!

Bang!

The twelve giant immortals ascended to the sky, like the supreme master, overlooking Ye Wushuang, the scent of destruction poured down, shaking the magnificent Guantian Peak, and the power of mad immortality was raging in every corner!

Hum!

The strength of the Yanxingkang has risen again and again, twelve times in a row, beyond the previous, becoming more scary, he has hidden strength!

"This ... this is his true strength. Before he hid it, each mad fairy has increased his strength by twelve times. His strength has reached another level, which is too scary. Yeah, this time, Ye Wushuang still has nothing to stop, there will be no doubt, no suspense! "

Looking at the strength demonstrated by Yan Xingmang, the crowd cannot be shocked by words. At this moment, Yan Xinghan is crazy, I wonder if Ye Wushuang can stop the next blow?

"The twelve tactics of the mad immortal are the supreme sacredness attached to the mad immortal warfare. In addition to condensing the body of the twelve sages, they also increase their power by twelve times.

Crazy song laughed, this battle, almost no suspense!

"He must die!"

Ci Hang Zhenjun sneered, even everyone knew the result.

Even Zhuo Wenjun, Su Jiaojiao, and Jin Fatty, they have some understanding of Ye Wushuang's strength, and it is incredible that they can compete with Yan Xingyan, and now they have no confidence in this strength!

Yan Xing stared wildly at Ye Wushuang, with an attitude of overlooking and contempt, said coldly: "Ye Wushuang, this time, you are dead, I will not stay behind."

Ye Wushuang was silent, his breath was also rising, he used too Shanghua true magic, at this time, his figure moved again, still the golden holy feather stabbed out!

"Powerless resistance!" Yan Xing snorted violently, his hands clasped, and the twelve crazy immortal figures condensed together, and fell towards Ye Wushuang, in all directions, without a gap, the golden holy feather. However, it was only momentarily that an unmatched force poured into Sheng Yu and penetrated that repression!

Huh!

At this moment, the golden sacred feather fell off behind, like a stalk of a peerless excalibur suspended in the air, the golden light gradually bloomed, and the world was smeared with a layer of gold.

"No!" Yan Xing's face suddenly changed slightly, Ye Wushuang's strength also changed, the sages are sixfold, not the sages triplet, and there is a fierce killing power in these sacred feather baths, which is terrible!

Buzz!

The twelve marks fell, blocked by the golden holy feathers, quickly passed through the storm, and killed the twelve Holy Spirits!

"The Ten Realms Extinct!"

Ye Wu's two-sided color was ruthless, and he spit out four words. Instantly, under the blessings of dozens of times of speed, his figure was like a laser shuttle through the void. Annihilation!

"Not good!" Yan Xingkang was finally anxious ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ shouted: "The twelve crazy immortals come to me!"

With a loud roar, the twelve Holy Spirits merged into the back of the Yanxingkang, forming a hundred-zhang-mad giant, and patted Ye Wushuang fiercely.

"It's late!" Ye Wushuang spit out two words again, and the Ten Realms suddenly burst into bloom, slaying the Baizhang Mad Giant, and a fierce explosion hovered over the battle platform of life and death, engulfing both of them!

Bang!

Immediately, their bodies flew out of the explosion center at the same time, fell back to the battle platform, and remained motionless!

"Who's winning?"

The crowd stared at the field, their hearts beating. This one, the strongest one, who won?

Bang!

The next instant, a torn voice sounded, and I saw Yan Xingkang's clothes shattered, gossip fairy clothes were damaged, and a **** mouth appeared on his chest, shocking!

As for Ye Wushuang, although the clothes are damaged, it is not a big deal!

It's Yanxing Kuang ... Defeat!

"Xing crazy he ... defeated!" Xuandao also fixed his eyes.

"Now I really know, who is this stage!" Ye Wushuang stared at Yan Xingkang and spit out a word. Suddenly, the heart of Yan Xingkang trembled. The stage turned out to be his stage of arrogant prestige, but now he has achieved it. After Ye Wushuang, after this battle, Ye Wushuang was doomed to fame, because he was crazy, the third person in Kunlun was defeated!

"It was you who shot before, now it's me, Yan is mad, take me a sword!"

The cold words came out, a ray of death suddenly burst into the void, Ye Wushuang's figure flickered quickly, and a sword stabbed out.

The sword of death, the life of the enemy, the sword of death, a duel between life and death, if you do n’t live, you die!

"Not good, crazy is dangerous!" Xuan Tao rushed out of the stands and went straight to the battle platform when Ye Wushuang stabbed the sword.

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