Martial God Space

"The 130th Taiwanese, Ye Xiwen, Fang Su!"

Finally, the core disciples who guarded the Fujianese stage read the name of Ye Xiwen.

Ye Xiwen heard his name and immediately went up. Many of the disciples who did not know Ye Xiwen looked at Ye Xiwen. Although Ye Xiwen was just a seed disciple, the disciples in the inner and outer gates added up to more than 100,000 people. In the middle, it is already top-notch. In fact, it is just two or three hundred people. Compared with more than ten thousand people, it is less pitiful.

In addition to Ye Xiwen, Fang Su seems to be a well-known opponent.

"I didn't expect to see the battle between Ye Xiwen and Fang Su in the first game. Ye Xiwen recently became famous, but Fang Su is also a well-known master of the innate realm!"

"Yes, I didn't expect to encounter this quasi-seed level battle in the first game!"

"Yes, I thought that these masters will definitely be staggered!"

"Staggered, if it is staggered, it will be boring. If it is just staggered, depending on the strength, I think that there will be many people who will participate in this competition for the seed disciples every year. It is because of the uncertainty, some luck can also break into the front. Hundreds, such as that Mo Han, otherwise, those disciples who know that their strength is not enough, the congenital five-fold peak will not participate, why go up, lose face to others as a joke?"

Above the high platform, among the elders, there are also many elders who look at Ye Xiwen, among them Lin Zhantian who has just been promoted to become a true disciple.

Looking at Ye Xiwen's eyes is very gratifying. He did not think that Ye Xiwen was in the total sect, and it was not long before he could challenge the seed disciples.

Ye Xiwen also felt that there were a lot of gaze on his side, and some of them suddenly secretly played drums. Nothing else was afraid that they would find the existence of Tianyuan Mirror and Ye Mo in their bodies.

Although Yiyuanzong does not pay much attention to the distinction between righteousness and evil, there are also some people in the disciples who have cultivated the magic and the evil ways, but they are all improved, and many people use the magic and evil spirits, but also All are okay, because Yi Yuanzong’s view is that these spirits and exercises have no righteousness, and only talents have the righteousness and evil.

However, they are not sure what their attitude towards Tianyuan Mirror is. Although Ye Tianwen is not a good tool for the Yeyuan Mirror in Ye Mokou, Ye Xiwen is not in the heart, but he is afraid of something.

"Ye Mo, are you sure there is no problem?" Ye Xiwen asked, those elders can be masters of the truth. If you really want to shoot him, he can have no power to fight back.

"Do not worry, just because these ants can't find my existence!" Ye Mo is very proud.

Now Ye Mo is still very despised for human beings. Although Ye Xiwen is repaired every time he reveals this kind of phenomenon, the lines between the words are already deep in the bones, and it is difficult to change. About Ye Xiwen’s attitude is better. However, I always want to bring Ye Xiwen to the road of the magic road. I always want to cultivate Ye Xiwen into a next generation of peerless demon.

However, Ye Xiwen has already ignored these words, and he has no interest in what kind of demon!

Ye Xiwen went to the stage, and the young man standing in a moon-colored robes oppositely looked at Ye Xiwen with a look of arrogance. He said: "Listen to the particularly arrogant Ye Xiwen? It seems that he still defeated Mo Han, but Mo Han is only congenital It’s no longer useful to defeat him. It’s not my opponent. Let’s admit defeat!”

I was confident that Ye Xiwen went on, but I didn’t expect to see Ye Xiwen’s faint smile. I was a little angry at once, and I couldn’t hold my face. I said, “Laughter!”

"I laughed too hard, I thought it was better than the cold? But it was more than him. This time he met him, even the ten strokes were gone!" Ye Xiwen sneered, the realm of gunman It is an extremely powerful realm, and it is hard to resist under the same strength.

Since Mo Han is already in the realm of congenital, this game should be able to go as long as it does not go bad luck!

Even if he was an enemy, Ye Xiwen would not be able to devalue his ability.

"But there is no chance to meet him again this time!" Ye Xiwen said faintly.

"Bastard!" Fang Shudang was furious, this is from the letter full of words, but the result is like Ye Xiwen, it is simply a shame.

Fang Su’s palm grabs the air and grabs a green-green long sword. This long sword is made of a kind of cold jade. It can feel the coldness and coldness in the far distance. The water vapor collided with a sizzling sound, and it was like a blue-green lightning. It stepped out in one step and the next second had already stabbed Ye Xiwen.

Although Fang Su has a lot of strength, but the strength is indeed there, the congenital strength is actually real, this time is also full of confidence to compete for the 100-seat seed disciple ranking.

'brush! 'Ye Xiwen's reaction is not slow, the long knife instantly shot, like a black lightning, and instantly greeted up with "bang!" A huge loud noise, the air waves in the air, the water vapor in the air was frozen. The ice shards flew out in an instant, and many of the disciples around them suddenly defended themselves with the infuriating body, and the shards hit a warrior in the realm of heaven to break him.

After cutting off the opponent's offensive, Ye Xiwen kept going, the real yuan in the body bursting constantly, and a knife completely smashed a horrible knife, as if the wind and the clouds were moving toward Fangsu.

Fang Su has a fierce block of Han Yujian, but he has just lived in the congenital realm of how to block Ye Xiwen, which is mixed with the real yuan.

"Hey!" Fang Su was instantly smashed by a long knife, and a blood spurted out, showing a trace of sadness in the air.

Ye Xiwen just used a trace of real elements to make him have no power to fight back.

This is also the case when Ye Xiwen conceals the true strength. He does not want others to see that he has completely transformed the real yuan, because there are also real masters among these seed disciples. It is not good to expose their strength too early.

However, this is the case. Ye Xiwen’s two hundred dragons are still a horrible force. They will fly Fang Su’s vomiting blood.

"Ye Xiwen actually won, and it was so easy to win, how could it be that Fang Su couldn't even stop him!"

"How is it possible, Ye Xiwen can't be so powerful, Han Yujian is a pseudo-spirit, how can it be blocked!"

"It seems that we all read Ye Xiwen's strength too much. We all only saw that Ye Xiwen defeated Mo Han. I thought that the congenital five-fold peak was too cold, but I didn't expect Ye Xiwen to be too strong. After all, he realized that the gunman was one, but he still lost his hand. His strength is unfathomable!"

"This strength is more than a seed disciple. Even among the seed disciples, I am afraid that only the middle ranks can compete with him!"

The disciples of Qian Yuge are cheering without exception. Ye Xiwen is representing their thousands of pavilions, representing the newcomers of this session. Ye Xiwen won the first game so easily, which makes them very happy. .

When Ye Xiwen came down, he was immediately surrounded by the disciples of Qiangge Pavilion. Everyone sent their own congratulations. Although it was only one game, it was so easy to solve a super master who was congenital and perfect. You can imagine, Ye Xiwen. After that, you can go further.

The old disciples around him looked at Ye Xiwen’s eyes and they were a little more awed. This newcomer is too perverted. This is just a matter of less than half a year, and he can participate in the seed disciples competition. Easily solve a super master who is innately perfect.

Although the newcomers of this year are very powerful, but this is also very outrageous, which makes them feel like they are not afraid to sign up for more than ten years.

Ye Xiwen is as sinking as water, no matter what those people are thinking, waiting quietly for the next battle!

However, Ye Xiwen did not wait for a long time. Soon, the other games of the other downfalls ended in succession.

After a little rest, I will start the second battle. Although, in this case, it is unfair to those who are slower in combat, but this is nothing. This is Lien Chan. If the strength is strong enough, then Can end as early as Ye Xiwen, and lose early, this is also a kind of fairness. If everyone has a long break, it is unfair to the strength.

Soon Ye Xiwen was in the second game. The second one was a 22-year-old disciple. When he saw his opponent, it was actually Ye Xiwen’s face, and suddenly he smiled, although Ye Xiwen’s battle ended. Early, he didn't see it, but just listening to those people, he knew that he was not Ye Xiwen's opponent.

A super master who is congenitally perfected in real life, even if Ye Xiwen couldn't stop the knife, he was smashed, and he didn't even have his own congenital five-pointed disciple.

There is no more thoughts on the fight, just a hand: "Ye Shidi, I am not good, I am willing to admit defeat!"

"Ye Xiwen, win!"

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