Strongest Martial God

"Yezhong, you make me completely angry!" Sun Jinpeng looked more and more ugly, it suddenly shouted and shouted, and spit out a ray of light, the light exudes a ray of sunshine, transpiration, very dazzling.

This is a small gourd, estimated to be only as large as a human baby's palm, with a golden yellow color and a tempting color.

With the worship of the Sun Jinpeng, I suddenly saw the gourd reversed. At the mouth of the pot, there were tens of thousands of rays of light in the blink of an eye, and the endless light of the touch, shrouded everything below, and we must take it away.

"call--"

It’s just a blink of an eye. These rays are turned into infinite suction, sucking away the infinite aura.

"This is, the legendary Zijinxian 葫?" The leaf is discolored, recognizing such a famous thing, his figure is almost subconsciously retreating. If it is such a big killer, it is not that he can fight at the moment.

"This is not a purple gold fairy, but it is an imitation of later generations, but even so, the power is extremely horrible, you have to be careful!" The sound of the small wheel came out, rare with a bit of dignity.

Seeing that the leaves are retreating, the Sun Jinpeng floats in the air, it gaze at the leaves, cold and cold: "Ye is heavy, you should know now, how weak and humble are you human beings? If I want to kill you, but For a moment, I gave you a chance just now, but you are not sure, so now you are still dead!"

The sound of the haze came out, and then the Sun Jinpeng urged Zijinxian, that is, to launch a lore.

"squeak--"

A shrill sound came out. At this moment, an extremely strong wave of volatility spread out. In the twinkling of an eye, among the purple quintessions, Ruiguang was endless and began to swallow all things. Numerous boulder and walls below were sucked into the purple quince. Even Ye Zhong himself was sucked up by the ugly face, and he was inhaled into Zijinxianyu.

Six princesses, small war kings and other people are all disappointing. If it is defeated at the moment, then there is no need to explain, and their end is basically foreseeable.

On the other side, those strong ones are all smiling and cruel smiles on their faces. They all know that Ye Zhong is difficult to deal with. However, I can’t think of Sun Jinpeng’s actual killer. It really is that no one can. Look small!

"Can't keep your hands!"

In the middle of the air, Ye Zhong is about to fall into the purple gold fairy, but at this moment, he put away the shadow of the fire cloud, the hands of the mark changed, one finger and one finger, the atmosphere of the seal Instantly spread out.

"laugh--"

But it was only an instant, and the leaf seal that had been condensed by the leaves had not yet formed, but it was dissipated in an instant, which made his pupils shrink.

"My Zijinxianyu was borrowed to deal with your move, let's die!" Sun Jinpeng sneered. "Now, where do you borrow the heaven and earth aura to motivate this powerful spirit? Innocent!"

"Golden-breasted bird, I am looking down on you!" Ye Zhong looked a few times. Finally, his right hand swayed, and a black sword appeared in his palm. As his arm swept away, between the moments, It is the sound of countless ghosts crying and wolverines, and a burst of grievances rushing out, with a color that makes the world change.

"boom--"

The ray of light that Zijinxianyu exudes is actually offset by the hard life at this moment.

The heavy body of the leaf swayed in the air at the moment, and fell to the ground. On top of the black sword in his hand, there are countless black light spreads at this moment. As the black scorpion is roaring, it is impossible to see its body. What exactly is it like.

"This is the broken sword that you got at the sacrifice of the cliff?" Sun Jinpeng sneaked a little, and the news that Ye Zhong got the broken sword had already been boiled. If not, they could not determine the leaf weight. Where is it? However, the legendary sword has such a power.

The leaves are cold and indifferent, and the arms are slightly trembling. When the black sword is cultivating, he notices that there is a kind of earth-shattering grievance, and he does not know how many souls were killed under the black sword. Remaining such heavy grievances. Therefore, Ye Zhong is only reluctant to sacrifice this sword, so that he can be motivated. But I can't think of it, this sword is motivated in this situation, and actually has such combat power. However, the power of the sword was huge, but at this moment, Ye Zhong was shaking his arms. In his knowledge of the sea, there are countless souls roaring at him at this moment, pulling him to fall into the darkness and becoming only knowing the killing. The walking dead. Fortunately, Ye Zhong has always been determined, and at this moment he is gnashing his teeth and keeping his consciousness clear.

"However, what about this?"

The sun Jinpeng only took a moment, and the next moment, it waved its wings, and at the same time spurred the nineteen Jian Yu and Zijin Xianyu below, shrouded away from the place where Ye Zhong was located. The leaf is really too horrible, if Not completely killed, it must not be night. Today is the best time to kill him. If you miss today, it will be too difficult to find the same opportunity in the future.

The leaves are heavy and cold. At this moment, a **** red glow appears in his eyes. The black sword in his hand is like a magic dragon. In an instant, the grievances of the sky merge into a sword, forming a black circle that spreads out to the surrounding. .

"锵锵锵-"

The sound of the sound was heard, but it was only a blink of an eye. The nineteen swordsmen broke at the same time and lost their spirituality.

"噗哧-"

In the midair, Sun Jinpeng's figure was shocked, and a blood spurted out. His face was incredibly colorful. His sword was extremely horrible. Why this leaf can be easily resisted. What is the path of the black sword in his hand?

Below, Ye Zhongyi smashed 19 swords and feathers. The next moment, his foot slammed on the ground, and his body shape instantly rushed to the sky, just like the post-shooting day, a sword was turned into Changhong. Go to the place where Sun Jinpeng is.

"dead!"

Sun Jinpeng knows that if it is retreating at the moment, there is only one dead word in the end. At this moment, it madly presents Zijinxianyu, and at the same time, a mouth spouts a colorful sword, and a bend in the middle of the air is to kill Ye Zhong.

This is another artifact, exuding infinite swordsmanship. If it is implemented, it is the strong man of immortal flesh who has to be wounded.

Many of the strong people around are dazzling and fascinated. This sun jewellery has smashed its ancestral graves. Actually, there are so many artifacts. You must know that many people have not even shadowed the artifacts. I saw it, but this Sun Jinpeng actually got so much, it is enviable.

"锵-"

In the middle of the air, Ye Zhongchang’s sword suddenly turned, Jianmang resisted the Xiaguang spurted by Zijinxianyu, but the black sword was Yokohama. In an instant, he heard a "bang" sound, and the colorful sword of the handle was slightly trembled. It is a burst of light in the air.

"噗哧-"

Some of the people in the tail light below vomited blood and were mad.

"That's an artifact! That leaf is really a hand!"

"That is an artifact that can be used as a township town, and it was actually ruined by this guy!"

Many people are jumping feet. If such things appear in front of them, how can they be willing to ruin them? This leaf is good, the shots are completely merciless, and the onlookers’ feelings are not considered.

"Waste! Waste! This is a good thing!"

At the same time, the small wheel is also roaring in Ye Zhong's mind. These are all delicious foods in it, but the Ye Zhong Giant is so rude that it is completely ruined, making it crazy.

"噗哧-"

In the midair, Sun Jinpeng spurted out another blood, and these artifacts were connected with its mind. Anything was destroyed, it was a huge loss for it, and it made it tremble.

Two successively destroyed, so that Sun Jinpeng almost lost the ability to react.

"boom--"

In the middle of the air, the leaf's heavy body was once again traversed. At the moment when the Sun Jinpeng reaction did not come, the black sword in the hand once again provoked infinite grievances and slanted toward the front.

"puff--"

The Sun Jinpeng was fierce, and its bodysuit burst at this moment, wounding the whole body. At the same time, the sword of Ye Zhong directly cut off one of its wings, causing its body shape to fall directly from the air.

"call out--"

In the midair, Zijinxian lost the controller at the moment. Ye Zhongyi reached out and a huge suction came out. In the stunned countless people, he directly sucked it into the palm of his hand and collected it.

"嘭-"

"Yezhong! You **** it!" Sun Jinpeng fell on the ground. It stumbled and climbed. It was covered with blood. It had already lost its fighting power. It was the last artifact that Ye Zhong had connected with his heart. It was sprayed again with a blood, and its shape was crumbling.

"boom--"

Ye Zhongzheng is preparing to kill the killer. Suddenly, a purple light rises up to the sky, and the surrounding is full of a kind of terrible pressure. The whole earth is shaking.

Opposite, the human race boy finally moved. He just stepped out in one step. The horror of his body was sweeping the heavens and the earth. At this moment, he is like a young war god, and he can overlook everyone.

"You shot together and killed him!" He glanced at the Sun Jinpeng, who was seriously injured at the moment, and then looked at Ye Zhong, indifferently.

"But, he and his black sword are really--" The remaining strong men are hairy at the moment, and they are trembling. They are all geniuses. At this moment, they should join hands with their opponents. However, the end of the Sun Jinpeng's end is so vivid that their body can't stop shaking.

This leaf is really too horrible, and it is impossible to treat it with common sense. This kind of genius in the Western Bound, they are not qualified to touch.

"No matter, even though you shot, he can't use the sword." The human race boy is cold and open, watching the leaves heavy, and his eyes are strange.