Martial God Space

Seeing this scene, the Beishan patriarch suddenly felt that there was some feeling of coldness on the back. If it was not good, he might be split in half on the spot. I didn’t think that just this time, he actually grew up like this. The point.

This knives, in his hand, the power has increased to the point of horror.

Is it horrible to be able to threaten the existence of his life?

"Damn! Give me to die!" At this time, the Beishan patriarch took the initiative to launch an attack. In the sky, a circle was drawn, and a myriad of lightsabers were condensed out of thin air. When the sky was cut through the sky, they fell down.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

A shrill sound of the air, the skylight sword almost obscured the sky, as if the entire sky has become the ocean of Jianyun.

At the beginning, Ye Xiwen died under these lightsabers. Because it was too dense, he had no way to dodge.

But now, Ye Xiwen is not the same as the original, and his strength is not what it used to be.

"I have broken it for me!" Ye Xiwen burst into a burst, and a horrible knife in his hand was again thrown out. The knife knives from the feathered knives had an unimaginable horrible power, and the knives tore the sky, those lights The sword, when it hit the knife, suddenly blew up, but there was no way to stop the speed of the knife, and only watched it rushed to the Beishan patriarch.

"Hey!"

This time, the Beishan patriarch, there was no time to block it. He even had time to dodge a little, and it was completely smashed by the knife.

All the defenses on the body collapsed in an instant. He also showed a colorful **** coat on his body. This colorful **** coat is obviously more powerful than the colorful **** clothes on Beishan Ling, but it is fundamental. No use.

Just a knife, there is a crack on this colorful **** coat, and there is a tendency to grow with time.

His figure suddenly flew out and was attacked by the power of terror. His figure flew out hundreds of miles, and he did not know how many peaks that had broken the sky before he barely stopped.

The power of this knife is terrible.

The Beishan patriarch spit out a blood, which finally confirmed his heart's conjecture. This knife is terrible, although Ye Xiwen's skill is still far from being comparable to himself, but he holds the knives with his hand. The ability to fight against the public.

On the other side, Ye Xiwen is also constantly breathing heavily. The two knives have just taken half of the real yuan in his body, and the remaining real yuan will let him take out two more knives.

Although his strength is not what he used to be, it is more than a hundred times stronger than that of the year. I am afraid that it will be hundreds of times more, but it is useless. If you want to threaten the Beishan patriarch, or even kill him, The power of that year is simply not enough.

Therefore, even after a tens of times of tyrannical, for him, the entire feathering butcher knife is still the last life-saving means that can only issue a few knives.

"There are still two last knives, you must drop him down, not you die, or I die!" Ye Xiwen bite the steel teeth, a few twilight on his face, almost in the moment of the Beishan patriarch flying He once again smashed the past.

The Beishan patriarch had not had time to react, and Ye Xiwen had already appeared in front of him.

"Hurry!" Beishan chieftain was shocked. He knew that Ye Xiwen was very fast. Otherwise, he could not escape in his hands for a long time, but after this time, his speed increased, not so much. Half a point.

"Go to death, it's over. Since you like your son so much, then go down with him!" Ye Xiwen burst into a burst of fire, his arms swelled, and it was not a thing to control this knives. Simple things.

Even now, he still needs to do his best to control the feathering knife. After all, he does not have the correct method of ritual training, and he erases the old ghost, so he can only be forced to control.

The only half of the real elements in Ye Xiwen’s body are like being taken away in half.

The sheer size of his real body is just like the Yangtze River, like the half of the sea, even if it is only a quarter of it, it is also incredible.

Numerous real elements were infused at this moment, all infused into the feathered butcher knife, and the entire feathered butcher knife began to scream fiercely, and those real yuan were transformed into endless swords in an instant. It fell instantly.

"Oops!" The Beishan patriarch screamed, his hands spread out, and countless real yuan swept up. In front of him, an enchantment was instantly condensed.

"Boom!" The whole knife's momentum fell like a broken bamboo to the top of the enchantment. These enchantments simply have no way to stop the advancement of the knife. Just for a moment, the enchantment is broken.

However, despite this, the enchantment also won some time for the Beishan patriarch to let him out.

"Hey!" The knife slammed on his body. The colorful costumes on the head of the Beishan patriarch immediately emerged to protect themselves, but they only slightly blocked this knife. Then, this one looked at the Beishan patriarch. Come, the baby who can protect his own life, disintegrated on the spot.

And it was completely disintegrated, and it was broken into pieces.

After breaking the colorful robes, the knife still stood on the body of the Beishan patriarch. Although the Beishan patriarch had already escaped from most of his body, he was still rubbed to some edge by the knife, just being rubbed, he The body almost broke into two pieces. A huge wound was torn from the top of his body to the thigh. The wound was shocking. He was almost smashed in the spot.

If it wasn't for the enchantment and the colorful robes, he won a little time for him. I am afraid that this time, he is escaping.

His body is not a hegemony like Ye Xiwen. Although he is far stronger than ordinary people, he still can't resist the feathers of the feather knife.

He screamed and almost fell directly from the sky. At this time, he had no idea of ​​revenge for his son. At this time, his only thought was how to save his life. Others Things are irrelevant.

If you can't keep your own life, how can you talk about revenge for Beishanling?

"Small cockroaches, wait, I must kill you, you dare to kill my son, I will kill a million, 10 million humans will apologize for him!" Beishan patriarch screamed crazy toward the distance Run away.

It’s like the previous Beishan Ling, but he’s still more embarrassed than Beishan Ling. Beishan Linghao has a colorful gods protector. Before Ye Xiwen didn’t break the colorful coat, his situation was wolf. But there is no danger to life.

However, the colorful **** clothes on the head of the Beishan patriarch had already been broken by Ye Xiwen. Now his body, a huge wound, runs through the whole body. The blood is like no money. It falls completely on the ground and is dyed red. Land, every drop in it is blood, and any land that falls into a lake can immediately dye the entire lake, and it will also produce aquatic monsters.

"Want to go? Still want to kill? Don't think about it!" There was a tired voice from Ye Xiwen behind him.

Ye Xiwen is constantly breathing heavily. These three knives have already adjusted most of the real elements in his body, but the blue veins of his arms are still violent, and the real elements in the body are like the Yangtze River and the Yellow River. Going out, almost completely fell into the feathering butcher knife.

"Give me, go to hell!"

"Brush!" A horrible knife light shines through the entire sky, and then the knife cuts the sky and instantly chasing the North Mountain patriarch who has already escaped.

"Hey!" At this time, the Beishan patriarch had no way to escape the attack of this knife. This knife is too horrible, and the speed is too fast. If it is in a state of total victory, there may be ways to deal with it. This knife, but he is now seriously injured, there is no way to fight.

"Hey!" His body, like a paper paste, was easily cut in half by a knife.

His **** was also smashed into two halves in a flash, and in an instant, the gods were destroyed.

His body was broken into two pieces and slipped from the sky.

Heavy fell to the ground.

"Cry, shout!"

Ye Xiwen is constantly wearing a rough gas. In the Tianyuan mirror, countless spiritual crystals instantly turn into aura, and do not fill the body of Ye Xiwen with money.

Just now, Ye Xiwen’s real yuan was already exhausted. If it weren’t for the timely replenishment of these auras, he might have already fallen into the sky, and even the basic flight could not be done.

Although it is not as pure as the one that has not been cultivated by oneself, the refining aura is so pure, but it is better than the current Ye Xiwen.

"Oh, hehe!" Ye Xiwen kept laughing.

What appeared in front of her eyes was Shen Yanmei’s smile. The girl was the first friend after she came to the ancient continent.

For him, it has a special meaning, just like in the darkest hours, someone sticks out your hand like you.

However, he could only watch Shen Yanmei’s tragic death in the hands of Beishan Ling. This matter has been on his heart for many years. Now, finally, Beishan Ling is dead, and the Beishan patriarch is also like, these two led to Shen Yanmei. The sin of the tragic death is dead.

Ye Xiwen’s heart only felt relaxed for a while, like a dead knot in his heart, and he was relieved at once. His mood was restored to perfection, and the realm of the law that he had just reached was the peak of the peak of the sky, and there was a sign of looseness. . (To be continued. Please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better and faster!)