Martial God Space

Lao Yi’s punches and punches, and in a blink of an eye, thousands of strokes have passed. Even though he still failed to win Ye Xiwen, he began to notice that it was wrong. He was not a fool, but he just played too smoothly. Ye Xiwen only Let him play, as if the power of a little resistance is not normal, but after all, he has been through a hundred battles, and soon reacted.

Once the reaction was awake, the last little pride and arrogance disappeared without a trace.

His feathering fist has been played for many times, and Ye Xiwen seems to be a defense that can't support it, but it has been swaying to the present.

"Damn!" Lao Yi whispered a whisper, a fairy immortal approached the moment, and his breath was instantly transferred to the peak, with a full blow, to completely blast the enchantment of Ye Xiwen.

"Bang!" The place where Ye Xiwen stood was completely broken.

"Ha..." Lao Yi suddenly laughed at the sky, but only half laughed, but it was like being stunned by something, Ye Xiwen, who should have died, still stood still in that place. Stepping on the chaos, the golden waves under the feet are fluctuating, and the chaos that can kill people can't be close.

"Boom!" Ye Xiwen's body was swept up by the weather, and the weather was changing and the stars were shaking.

"It's my turn!"

Ye Xiwen shouted loudly, his eyes were full of war, and his breath was more violent than he had just been.

This is the first time he really played against the great saint. Because it is the use of the stars and behemoths, it has its own invincible body, purely by force, what martial arts, what skills in front of his absolutely invincible flesh, are clouds, he does not care. Just keep rolling down.

But now, no, now it is to borrow the power of his deity, although the flesh is also very strong. But in the end it can't be compared with the stars and beasts. It needs to be matched with Tianyuan Mirror, and that time. It is that he is constantly adapting to the power of Tianyuan Mirror, not to see that he has been passively beaten, but in fact he has been making progress.

The eyes of everyone are inconspicuous. Isn’t Ye Xiwen still hiding what strength he has not played out? It’s like riding a roller coaster, paradise for a while, and **** for a while.

When he was in the middle of the fight with the Great Saint, he still hidden some of his strength. I really don’t know if he is strong enough, or if he is looking for death.

But they don't know. Ye Xiwen did not keep it at all. When he played against the great saint, he still dared to retain his strength. Isn't that a self-seeking dead end? It must be noted that the lion fight rabbit must also do its best, not to mention the weak beat. It was only before that he and Tianyuan Mirror did not have the same tacit understanding. For the Tianyuan mirror after being promoted to become a great sacred instrument, Ye Xiwen also needs enough time to understand that it is most appropriate to understand in battle.

Waiting for the tacit understanding, Ye Xiwen also touched the power of Tianyuan Mirror after being promoted to become the Great Hallows. His strength seems to be rising.

Ye Xiwen burst into a burst. A sudden stepping on the foot, picking up the golden wave, an unbeatable breath spurred out from the body.

Step by step, the universe's void was shaking, and a breath of blood slid across the universe in a hurry. In an instant, it appeared in front of Lao Yi, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

Turned into a sword of the sky, lightning down.

"When!" Ye Xiwen's long sword in his hand, Lao Yi quickly raised his hand to block, a mysterious law breath out from his arms, forming an enchantment in front of him, the sword squatted On the enchantment, sparks splattered for a time, and the sparks splashed out of the room burned through the space, like the sound of gold and iron.

"Ye Xiwen, you can't help me!" Lao Yi haha ​​laughed, he did not notice himself, when Ye Xiwenna couldn't help him, he became a thing he was proud of.

"Now your sister!" Ye Xiwen's sword in his hand once again fell like a mountain knife, flat and unremarkable, no moves, but with terrible power unimaginable.

The entire space was torn apart in an instant.

"When!" is another sound of gold and iron, and sparks are splashing.

Lao Yi only felt that a huge force rushed down, almost being smashed, and his heart was depressed. Although he blocked the sharp edge of the sword with an enchantment, the strange force could not be stopped. This is simply a humanoid storm. Dragon, a monster draped in human skin.

Before he thought about it, Ye Xiwen swept down the second move. He actually used this sword as a knife. In the early days, he would have the same set of swords and cold moons in his hands. What state of his realm is nothing but the acquired realm, and now his set of knives may have surpassed the holy world.

The power of Lengyueyu in his hands is more than 10,000 times stronger than the original one. The characteristics that are stronger than one knife are also reflected in his hands.

"when!"

This knife is even more terrible than the power just now. Lao Yi only feels that both hands are abolished. There is a crack in the whole enchantment. It is suddenly depressed. This enchantment is a piece of his body. The inside of the armor, it is a broken big saint. Since the beginning of this armored a hundred years ago, he has been served as a baby, and because of the protection of this armor, he is no longer at the same level. He was injured in the battle, and he always crushed others, but now it is actually crushed.

Cracks in the link world are simply unimaginable for him.

But if he knows that Ye Xiwen has a big saint on his body, maybe he will understand.

"Your sister!" Ye Xiwen still angered in his heart, these feathering people are simply too deceiving, too arrogant.

"When!" is another gold and iron cross, and both of Louis's hands are falling apart.

"Your sister!"

"when!"

"Your sister!"

"when!"

The long knife in Ye Xiwen’s hand is waving, and this set of cold moons plays the power that his originals can hardly imagine in his hand. At least the original creator did not expect that one day the knife method could be completely crushed. A great saint has no power to fight back.

"Hey!" Ye Xiwen cut another knife, the eyes of the knife swayed, and broke the defense of Lao Yi in an instant. It was just a broken big sacred instrument, how can it be able to withstand it? Ye Xiwen, the complete sacred instrument, is so crazy.

The broken big sacred device and the complete big sacred device are not a concept at all. The great sacred device is very difficult to damage, but once it is damaged, the power will be greatly reduced.

The knife smashed on the body of Lao Yi, splitting a long crack and being blocked by the inner armor of his body, but Lao Yi’s body flew straight out and directly smashed into a meteorite. Juli, eyes full of horror watching Ye Xiwen, can not believe that it would be the result of this.

How could he be beaten by a half-step, just like listening to a myth.

At this time, many of the surrounding warriors, especially the disciples of the feathers, have been scared. What have they seen? What did you see?

A great saint was actually beaten by a half-step saint!

If it is a miracle to say that a half-step saint can compete against a great saint, what is it now? Myth?

"This is impossible. The laborer brother is invincible. How could it be beaten by this half-step sacred priest?" Especially the disciples of the feathering teaching, no one wants to believe this, this is the real martial arts that they simply look down on. Indigenous people, the so-called strongest under the great saints are also regarded as a joke, but from now on, it is more than the strongest under the great saint. The weaker ones are not his opponents. what.

The warriors of the real martial arts have also taken a breath of cold air. When they saw this scene, their horror was no less than that of the disciples of the feathers, especially those who had seen Ye Xiwen’s killing in the devil world. There is boundless frustration.

If Ye Xiwen had killed hundreds of half-steps in the late stage of the great saint, it just made people think that he had created a miracle, then now it is really a myth.

A half-step grand priest is actually pressing a big holy beat. If they don't see them, they won't believe it.

It is not that Lao Yi is too weak, but Ye Xiwen is too strong. If Lao Yi is a genius Tianjiao, then Ye Xiwen is a enchanting, a enchanting man wearing a human skin.

Yes, now they think so. In addition, they simply can't find a reason to describe it.

Ye Xiwen did not care about the horror of the people, but only stepped out and chased the past toward Lao Yi.

"Ye Xiwen, you are going to die for me!" Lao Yi saw Ye Xiwen chasing him over. He suddenly looked a little crazy. The power in the void was unclear. The unclear power was pervading, boiling, and countless mysterious powers swept through the air. It fell.

The space was silently torn apart, and a huge portal descended from the sky. The portal made of a huge white jade was entangled with mysterious, unimaginable atmosphere, mysterious, simple, noble, and instantly suppressed.

"Oh my God, this is the gate of the fairy world? This is the highest meaning of the feathers of the gods. The master has already reached the level that can summon the door of the fairy world. This is to use the power of the whole fairy world to collapse the void, and Ye Xiwen is dead. It!"

"Yeah, the door of the fairy world is the gateway to the fairy world, with the atmosphere of the fairy world. Once the legend crosses the gate of the fairy world, it can accept the baptism of the power of the fairy world and become a fairy. He can't fight against the fairy world. The door, because this is to compete with the whole world!"

The disciples of the Feathers have recognized this huge portal and they were shocked.

Ye Xiwen's expression was also dignified, and he felt a terrible power from this portal. (To be continued.)

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