Martial God Space

It was like a dry corpse, overlooking the world of the real martial arts school.

"This...the terrible magical power!" The Emperor Wuji is not the little boy who had no previous knowledge. The previous Ye Xiwen returned, he once saw such magical powers, which is called the world of law.

I have never heard of the fact that the world can be so huge.

"Only this level? It really disappoints me!" The scrawny old man shook his head, as if he was disappointed. "If you can't make me happy, then destroy it!"

"Damn, now, there is no way, please use the real stone sword!" He shouted, and a shocking sword mang boiled from the real martial arts school, rushing up, crushing everything in general, slow Ascending a huge sword.

Emperor Wuji holding a real Wushi sword, his face is very cold, this time, without any expression, coldly watching this old man: "This is what you forced me!"

Others have been completely frightened, and they have used the real stone sword. Whenever they want to use the real stone sword, it represents a crisis that may be annihilated.

"Sure enough, there are heavy treasures. In such a small world, there are such treasures, and there is a famous one!" This scrawny old man suddenly saw a picture, and then some crazy.

The real Wushi sword, even for him, can not be a heavy treasure.

The emperor's face was distorted and shouted directly. The long sword suddenly fell down, like taking the time out of his body, and his face was pale.

"when!"

This terrible sword is blocked by a huge coffin.

And this scrawny old man, do not know when, actually is already in this coffin.

This old man was a great power in his lifetime, after he died. It became a corpse, and later a corpse was made, which made him the strongest of this corpse.

And he even refining his coffin with his own body into a magic weapon, both offensive and defensive, very good.

"Oh. If you say that you used to refine this sword, then you may still be able to hit me, just because you are a little detached, but also want to hurt me, still far away!" He sneered. Then the huge coffin didn't know when it was already in his hands.

"boom!"

This coffin smashed the sky, and then it shattered everything and turned to the Emperor.

"not good!"

The Emperor Wuji immediately rushed up and held the real Wushi sword.

"When!" is another huge sound of gold and iron, the real Wushi sword and this big coffin. Directly when the air slammed into the air, the terrible shock wave that swept through it swept away and destroyed everything.

"Damn, how can this strength be so great!" The emperor did not drink a lot, his face was distorted, and his hands were blue and violent, only a terrible horrible sigh through his arm. Then it fell on him.

Even if he used the real stone sword to cut off most of the strength, it was equally horrible.

"Hey!"

He stepped back and smashed the void, but there was still no way to remove that terrible force.

"Hey!" The real Wushi sword in his hand immediately flew out and directly inserted into a mountain, and the mountain was smashed into pieces, and his entire arm burst into tears on the spot.

The blood splashed out, and the emperor was so sullen, his face was even white, and his eyes were desperate. This has just been played, a move, just a move.

Others did not personally fight, and he personally played, just this one. Actually, he was hit hard.

The real stone sword flew away, and his entire arm was blown up at once.

There is terrible in this, and no one knows except him.

The law of the huge and incomparable old man did not look at the Emperor's Promise at first glance, but walked toward the real Wushi sword step by step, showing a greedy look on his face.

Such a heavy treasure will finally fall into his hands.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A huge roar of sound, this old man can make a huge imprint on the ground every step of the way.

"No, this guy turned out to be a real sword!" The Emperor Wuji suddenly screamed. At this time, the real Wushi sword is the last means of their life. Apart from this, they have no possibility to compete with these days. The means of visiting guests.

Without a real stone sword, they can only sit still.

Thinking of this place, he still sat there, and quickly went straight to the point, flew past and went straight to the real sword.

"Get out!" The old man said coldly, and directly slaps the Emperor Wuji to fly out.

Emperor Wuji is like a cannonball. It directly turns into a meteor and flies out. He only thinks that the whole body is going to be scattered. That huge force has no buffer of the real Wushi sword. All of them are poured into him all at once. In the body, there was no direct explosion on the spot. It was already his physical body that was extraordinary, and the old man did not really have to deal with him seriously.

If there is a bit of a bitter smile in his mouth, the foundations created by the ancestors of the past dynasties have experienced countless sufferings and finally passed on to his hands. Today, is it going to end in his hands?

He is very clear that even if he has a real Wushu sword, it is not an opponent of this old man. In fact, the Zhenwu Academy is almost disarmed.

There is no single meaning in any resistance.

How can there be such a terrible monster, even those who are not so horrible, although it is not as good as the terrible shadow that happened in Zhenwu Academy, but it is far beyond his Cognitive.

Even stronger than the younger brother!

In his mind, flashed the blue figure, the stubborn figure greeted the nine days, as if a real dragon, no one could bind him.

The only thing he is fortunate is that at least the martial arts school has a legacy like a younger brother. As long as the younger brother is still not dead, then the real martial arts school may have a day to rejuvenate, but that day, I will never see it again.

Thinking of this, he could not help but suffer abnormally.

Daddy, he suddenly saw a blue figure passing, that is. . . . Impossible, it must be that I am wrong!

He didn't believe it himself, but at this time he slammed into a mountain range and knocked out a big hole. Then he barely stopped, and he quickly fled in disregard of his injury.

However, when the old man was about to come into contact with the real sword, he took an amazing sword and mans from the sky and directly cut through the void.

"Hey!"

This sword cut through the sky, like a flying fairy outside the sky, shining everything, too dazzling, people who can't open their eyes, the horror to the extreme.

Everyone can see and see, the void is fragmented, and countless spaces are directly turned into gray.

The old man took back his big claw-like hand when he was in the midst of a thousand miles, and then shouted in the sky: "Whoever dares to stop the corpse ancestors!"

"What corpse ancestors, today I will let you become a corpse!" With a cold snoring, a figure came from the void and appeared in front of everyone.

The people of the Zhenwu Academy, in the midst of desperate despair, saw the supreme figure again, and the green shirt was swaying in the void.

Everyone is a little bit stunned. Some doubts, it seems that they are dreaming. How is it possible? At this time, how could that figure appear here?

This is simply impossible!

As everyone knows, that person has clearly entered other worlds, how could it appear here.

But they have to look at it again. This figure is not Ye Xiwen and who is it. It is indeed their word of mouth.

Many of the descendants of the Zhenwu Academy, although not seen by themselves, have heard many predecessors passed by.

That eternal great existence, whenever there is difficulty in the real martial arts school, he will always appear, this time he appeared again.

"Daoyou, if you want to divide the world, we can count you, but if not, then don't blame us for being polite!" said the corpse ancestors coldly.

Among his eyes, killing sorrow, the **** pupil like a lantern, looks terrible.

"Put up? Just rely on you?" Ye Xiwen said faintly.

He was relieved with a sigh of relief, and at the crucial moment, he finally came back.

"Dao friends, don't overdo it!" The corpse ancestors looked more and more cold, and the golden spirit of the whole body covered the whole body. This is a terrible existence of a mythical realm, even in the mysterious world. It’s also a one-of-a-kind person who turns the clouds.

If it wasn't for the amazing power of the sword, it would be impossible to give Ye Xiwen any good face.

"Excessive? Can you compare with you? This road killing, it seems that it is quite a lot!" Ye Xiwen's tone is getting colder and colder.

"Does the buddies say these ants? Hahaha, are you going to be powerful with these ants? Don't you know that for us, there is no more important thing than the sacred, in this world. There is a heritage of the gods, and there is a secret of the sermon. Is it not necessary to have it?" This corpse ancestor is still trying to lure Ye Xiwen.

"I don't know how to live!" Ye Xiwen spit out four big characters.

"I don't know how to be good, my ancestors give you the opportunity, that is to see you, you don't even appreciate it, that's just right, see this ancestor sucking you into a corpse, then you will become my favorite collection of ancestors, 嘎嘎嘎"This corpse ancestors smiled grimly.

"Dead!" He finally got angry and shot.

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