Martial God Space

"Who?" Suddenly, there was a burst of screaming in the square of the Feathers. Even they were stunned by this sudden mutation. They did not even put these disciples of the martial arts school in their eyes. The information obtained, the real master of the Zhenwu Academy here, has retreated back to the Zhenwu Academy.

All that remains is that some of the small crickets are not worth mentioning at all. If it is not said that there is a big secret of the real martial arts school, they will not come at all.

Bringing this army, although it is only a small part of the feathering army, it still shows their attention.

But they didn't know. Later, there was another Ye Xiwen. Ye Xiwen's arrival was very low-key. He didn't alarm many people at all, so their spies didn't get news at all, but even if they got it, they wouldn't care, they came. To say that a two-level character can't change the overall situation. Of course, unless it is a half-step detachment master, it is another matter.

"It's really lawless!" Ye Xiwen walked into the sky all the way.

"It’s Ye Yexiong, great, we are saved!"

Many disciples saw Ye Xiwen appear, and suddenly his morale was strong. His face showed a pleasant expression. He did not expect that Ye Xiwen could be seen here. Ye Xiwen’s record, after defeating Mu Shengjie, suddenly It was spread throughout the real school of martial arts, although many people are questioning what method he used to defeat Mu Shengjie, but in any case, this is a super master, he is sitting here, their safety is Much bigger.

Especially the beautiful Thunder strike of Ye Xiwen just boosted the morale of everyone.

Miao Yu's complexion is very complicated to look at Ye Xiwen, did not expect. Finally, when he was about to die, Ye Xiwen saved his life. This is something he never thought of before.

The grievance between Ye Xiwen and the law enforcement hall can be said to be difficult to resolve. He originally thought that Ye Xiwen did not delve into the grievances between them before, and he did not dare to think that Ye Xiwen would actually save him.

But I don't want to, in Ye Xiwen's heart, at this time, it doesn't matter what part of the person. They are now only people of the real martial arts school. Ye Xiwen is also unlikely to die.

"Thank you for your help in the life of Master Ye!" Miao Yu came forward to see, no matter what the previous must, but with this time Ye Xiwen saved his life, nothing is important.

Although Ye Xiwen’s time for martial arts was much shorter than that of him, this singer’s brother called him with willingness.

"This is Ye Shixiong. It’s really good. Just a simple and sharp blow, directly killing several Taoist soldiers at the holy level, it’s really prestige!"

"Yeah. With him, our odds are much bigger, even if we want to escape. There is more to be sure!"

"Yeah, yeah, who would dare to say that Ye’s brother is not worthy of the name, I will kill him. This kind of strength can be more tyrannical than we are!"

"Yeah. No matter how he defeated Brother Mu, but for us, it is a **** fight, is there any difference? It is not something we can explore!"

Everyone saw Ye Xiwen strong, and suddenly they all let go of their hearts. Anyway, at this dangerous time, it is undoubtedly a good thing to have a strong tyrant of Ye Xiwen.

"Half-step big holy, good, good, good, a small half-step grand sacred, dare to obstruct the progress of my army, just destroyed together! I am not doing anything decent this time, can kill a half Step by step is also a small gain!" In the army of the feathers, a cold voice emerged, but a leader of the Taoist army came out of it. The one headed by him was a tall and powerful soldier. It is a great holy.

No matter what kind of identity, once it is cultivated to the Great Saint, it is impossible. Although the status of the Taoist soldiers cannot be compared with the average disciple, it is more like a group of cannon fodder, but it is another time to reach the great holy level. When it comes to cultivation, it is no different from the real power of the general holy level.

Moreover, among the Taoist soldiers, they are regarded as one of the leaders, and they can lead a whole army. In fact, he is one of the leaders of this Taoist army.

Behind him, there are shadows, some of which are hidden in the atmosphere of the sacred sacred, but how can escape the eyes of Ye Xiwen.

"Want to kill me?" Ye Xiwen's eyes were unusually sharp, and he glanced at the leader of the Taoist army.

The leader of this army suddenly felt that his heart was cold. He didn’t know what it was. There was a tremor in his heart, but he didn’t feel it in his heart. He only felt that it was no big deal, but this tremble made him feel a sense of anger and anger. No one knows, but he feels an unusual shame.

"Give the lord to death, and put less garlic in front of the uncle!" The leader of the Taoist screamed and rushed toward Ye Xiwen, waving his hand with a long gun. First, a little cold first came, and broke the void, and immediately shot like a dragon. Straight stab Ye Xiwen's face, a powerful killing move was made in a flash, he did not know, what happened to him, my heart would have any jealous thoughts on a half-step, in his grand sacred In front of me, what is the half-step big holy?

Although the half-step big sacred name is only a half-step to enter the great saint, but as long as it is not a great sage, there is a world of difference with him, there is no comparable.

The powerful offensive instantly broke the void and cut through the sky, forming a huge black crack. It was a crack in the space. It opened and closed and swept directly toward Ye Xiwen.

"Ye Shixiong is careful!" Miao Yu, who was next to him, suddenly reminded him that the previous grievances had already passed. At this time, Ye Xiwen might be the only guarantee for his survival. He could not be nervous.

However, the speed of a master's shot is so fast, he just exported the reminder, the rifle has been swept to Ye Xiwen's face, it is like a thunder, it seems that I have to cull Ye Qiwen.

Seeing that Ye Xiwen looked calmly and looked up, suddenly moved, and the speed was even faster than the rifle. It turned into a big hand and directly caught the past. The rifle that had already entered Ye Xiwen’s body was suddenly caught by him. In the hands.

"Hey!" but he heard a huge bang, the big hand, suddenly caught the rifle, suddenly twisted, this sniper of the unknown metal ritual, like a twist, was caught Into a group of scrap iron.

Everyone on the side of the feathering school is looking at this scene in a foolish way. How is it possible? This is a great saint. Although it is only the middle of the great saint, there is no doubt that it is a big saint. It is a huge one. One of the leaders of the Daobing Legion, his weapon, is about to become a great saint. It is not far from the Great Hallows. Now, he is directly caught as a group of scrap iron. What is the situation?

At this time, only the military of the real martial arts school knows what is going on. In the eyes of Ye Xiwen, although they are only looking at the half-step, they don’t have a dare to look down on him. The reason is that there is no such thing. The half-step sacred guy defeated the great sacred Mu Shengjie.

Even the great sacred scene of the great perfection of their brothers in the heart of the gods are defeated by his men, this is just a big mid-term, count the wool!

But I don't know, in their hearts, Ye Xiwen has reached a point of being myth, enough to compare with the original Mu Shengjie, what is the middle of a big holy period.

Although they are only a cockroach for the master of the mid-south, but with Ye Xiwen, their heart has also improved a lot. Yesterday, Ye Xiwen is in the middle of a great sacred, really nothing.

"Your things, I will return it to you!" Ye Xiwen smiled, the bunch of scrap iron in his hand, suddenly burst into a powerful light in Ye Xiwen's hand, as if revived in a flash, revived Machine, changed back to a long gun.

Ye Xiwen’s arms swelled in the blue veins, suddenly bursting out with a long shot, suddenly bursting a huge stream of light in the sky, every inch of the touched space collapsed all at once, forming a huge hurricane, like a gun The dragon is generally terrible.

Everyone looked at this scene in front of him. It was much bigger than the vision that the leader of the army had just sent. Almost every shot was destroyed, and the rifle was destroyed.

In the hand of Ye Xiwen, the long gun really had terrible power, and it made a wave that was comparable to the great sacred instrument, and returned to the leader of the corps in an instant of lightning.

The leader of the martial army could not have the strength of Ye Xiwen. At this time, there was no way to resist it.

The long gun instantly broke through all the defenses on him.

"Hey!" A **** flower splashed out, and the leader of the Taoist soldier was directly penetrated by a long gun. The terrible force instantly shattered the internal organs of his body, and pulled the body of the Taoist troops with great inertia. Go out.

"Hey!" The rifle plunged into the ground directly, and blasted a huge deep pit with a radius of a dozen or so. The entire ground was sunken in and formed a huge circle, and in the center, the soldier The corpse of the leader slanted at the end of the gun, and his eyes were round and unbelievable. He was so miserable that he died, or there was no death at all.

The scene was silent, the needle was smothered, and the wind blew a **** sigh. Everyone was as stupid. Looking at the scene in front of him, especially the master of the feather education, it is even more unbelievable.

"Is he still a human?"

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