Martial God Space

And Qi Feifan and others have also found a sacred master to be an opponent, and fought.

"Hurricane!"

"Hey!" Ye Xiwen snorted coldly, silently, and the iron sword in his hand screamed. This is just an ordinary iron sword. I don’t know where Ye Xiwen came from, but in the hands of Ye Xiwen. , but there is great power.

The sword is rushing, rushing to the bullfighting, and smashing all the clouds.

A sword stabbed, tearing the sky, the sound of humming was in the ear, an ordinary iron sword, but at the moment it is like a sword, the power is endless, the so-called grass and wood can be a sword, Ye Xiwen is finally considered a magic road. Some of this realm is on the door.

"Boom!" The blood-stained son sneered, the spear in his hand falsified in the air, and broke a large piece of void, an unusual horror, and he was covered with **** light, like a blood coat.

"Boom!" Ye Xiwen and the sword of the blood-stained son suddenly slammed together, the sky was broken, the Qiankun was reversed, and the chaos leaked out of the debris.

The two men’s fighting power is superb, like two big stars suddenly hit together, Mars hit the earth, and the sky is falling apart.

The blood-stained son was horrified and found that his arms were faintly numb and completely suppressed by Ye Xiwen. This is a thing that has never happened before. He did not know how long he practiced the practice of the flying star gate. Days and nights. They all lead the quenching of the power of the stars in the world, and there is no support for the exercises. Although it is rarely revealed, the body is indeed very strong. After that, it is also a practice such as "The Emperor's Blood", and the body is even better. One floor. Few people can compete with themselves, let alone be suppressed.

"The two of them are not divided up and down, this is really the opponent of the game, will encounter good talent!" Some people in the distant view of the war asked.

In comparison, they were still more confident in the blood-stained son. After all, although Ye Xiwen is strong, but those who beat the killers are some semi-holy, after all, there is no strong sage. But the blood-stained son rips off the ancestral ancestor of Da Yueguo in front of them.

But I didn't expect it to be really played, but it was evenly divided.

"Brush!" The two figures staggered, each standing on top of a mountain. In the distant confrontation, there is a difficult power in the body.

"Very good, very good. You are very strong, but this is also good. It absorbs the blood from your body and can make me go a step further and call the king a hegemony!" After the **** stunned, not only was there no fear, but instead It’s even more mad.

Ye Xiwen’s nephew is cold, and there is an unimaginable coldness in it. This **** son makes him resentful: “Tricks and evils. Not enough!”

"Hey, swearing, you guys know what, I am the strongest, I am the most talented. The most qualified person to inherit the big position, as long as it can achieve the purpose of this young master, what means, as long as How to practice the blood of the Emperor, even if it is the people of the Tuguang area!" The **** man's face showed a cruel smile, the slaughter for him. Perhaps there is no difference in difficulty than stepping on a bunch of ants.

"Less ink, you are just a coward, you have lost the integrity of integrity!" Ye Xiwen shook his head, a bit disdainful and pathetic.

"You are looking for death!" Ye Xiwen's words seem to have touched a certain string in the heart of the **** son, and suddenly the cruel killing in his eyes boiled up.

"boom!"

The spear was on the top of the mountain, the mountain fell and the air swelled up, and it began to fade red. The **** blood pressure swept through the air. When it passed, the space collapsed and was crushed. For the debris.

Ye Xiwen’s long sword is empty. Compared with the terrible power of the blood-stained son, Ye Xiwen is as ordinary as his sword. It’s just a sword that stabs straight, and it’s a sword that breaks the law. Any terrible offensive is in him. The ordinary iron sword was defeated.

"When!" The sound of a huge gold and iron cross, the tip of the sword and the tip of the spear instantly collided together. The two were like two powerful gods fighting on the ground. The power of terror pushed both of them back a few steps. At the foot, he actually broke the space and rumbling.

The murderous day, the two gestures are heavy, but the action is even more amazing. In just a short moment, they have already made a lot of moves with each other. The action is as fast as lightning, piercing the air.

The aftermath of the two men's hands has directly flattened countless hills. For this space, the two men are fighting each other. It is simply a great disaster. One carelessness may be the end of the entire space.

Everyone was shocked, especially the younger generation of warriors, who could see this level of fighting. Compared with them, they and others are really ordinary. This kind of fighting power is enough to be respected in the early days of the holy world. Compared with these two people, they are too ordinary.

"Hey!"

In a short period of time, the two sides have already played more than a hundred strokes. Each of the tactics of Ye Xiwen has almost nothing to do with a gorgeous move. It is just a sword that stabs straight out, but it is always necessary to attack the blood-stained son, so that he can’t even Launch a large-scale attack.

To the horror of the blood-stained son, he found that he was actually suppressed, his arms were a little numb, and it was not the kind of numbness that can be eliminated in a real time.

"Hey!" A metal tremolo sounded from the sky, and the air rushed into the sky. Ye Xiwen did not give the blood-stained son a chance to breathe. It was an epee and rolled down against the blood-stained son.

Ye Xiwen is the way to go big and big, basically straight and straight, direct crushing, killing, there is no fancy at all.

When the long sword arrived at Ye Xiwen's hand, there was no sword trick at all, and the basic sword was recruited. However, in Ye Xiwen's hand, there was a great power to destroy the heavens and the earth generally swept past the red sky.

"When!" The blood-shirted son had to greet him. At this time, he could not show the slightest weakness.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The two sides went straight, without any fancy and gorgeous, and some only had the collision of red fruit. No one had any other way in front of such power.

The blood-stained son and Ye Xiwen are fighting forces, which is completely forced by Ye Xiwen. Ye Xiwen’s sword and sword are fast and embarrassing, giving him almost no chance to breathe.

Although a move is very simple, but can not be missed, Ye Xiwen can pick him up without a shot, but if he picks up Ye Xiwen a sword, he will have to be killed.

After making so many moves, he is also estimated to be out. Ye Xiwen's body is too strong, and he does not know what special physique he is. He even forced him to fight against Ye Xiwen's iron sword.

The warriors who watched countless battles in the distance also looked at it. This was just the beginning. This battle was completely out of their expectation. It was not the blood-stained son, but Ye Xiwen, and Ye Xiwen gradually became a blood-stained son. Suppressed.

"What is this physique of Ye Xiwen? How can it be so terrible? I don’t even think that the **** son even dared to pick him up. The spear and his iron sword are just a touch away. Even so, I see his hands still being It was shaking!"

"That is called the hegemony, it is said to be a very powerful physique, even the Titan body is not an opponent!"

Some people explained that the battle of the former martial arts school was gradually known, and Ye Xiwen gradually became famous in the world.

Ye Xiwen's face is unchanged, but his heart is also slightly anxious, because this **** son is too embarrassing, not as crazy and insignificant as his appearance.

After discovering that he and his hard fight will only suffer, he quickly changed into a guerrilla tactic. He walked away and never fell in love. His body was also extremely fast, and Ye Xiwen did not open the devil's wing now. There is no way to upgrade to the fastest, there is no way to catch up with him, otherwise, he has already killed him with a sword.

"Drink!" Ye Xiwen screamed and slammed, and the iron sword turned into a real dragon, smashing the void, and the treacherous swordsman smashed everything.

The so-called long sword is in hand, I have this in the world, although Ye Xiwen is not a sword repair, but the long sword is in hand, but it is no different from the general sword repair.

"Rumble!" The sword was pressed down, the squares were broken, the heavens and the earth collapsed, and the sword was vast, but the speed was extremely fast.

Ye Xiwen has fully urged the sword in his hand. The essence of the burial sword has been played to the extreme in his hands. Although it is just an ordinary iron sword, although it is just ordinary, he has already integrated the sword. At this time, when it is pressed down, it will be like destroying the earth.

"Hey!" The speed of the sword was almost as fast as the **** man couldn't come to the point. A sword pulled a terrible wound on his body.

Blood spattered and sprayed in the air.

Ye Xiwen moves too fast. Between the electric and the Flint, most people can't see the movement between the two. They only see the blood splashing out, and they don't know who is hurt.

Countless people have widened their eyes. Seeing this scene, almost everyone has not been scared to death. If there is, before the war, almost everyone is more optimistic about the blood-stained son, as opposed to just from the Zhenwu Academy. Ye Qiwen, who came back, has been here for a long time. The blood-dressing son seems to be stronger and more ferocious.

Even many people who blindly trust the blood-stained son think that it should be the blood-stained son who will win.

But now the first one to be injured is not Ye Xiwen but a **** son, which cannot help but make them horrified.

"The blood-stained son is injured, how is it possible!" Countless people were shocked in their hearts. Seeing this scene, it was a chill that rushed straight from the head to the brain, watching Ye Xiwen slightly slightly thin figure, and his heart was respectful and fearful.

"You have completely angered me!" The blood-stained son looked at the wound in his incredulity, and said incomparably. (To be continued.)

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