Martial God Space

Thunder and lightning rolled over the ring, but there was no way to go further. Life was blocked out, and the illusion of Raytheon was boiling and boiling, but Ye Xiwen’s face remained unchanged.

"Ye Xiwen, you will die today." Pang Yangbo's tender voice is full of chill, making people chilly, his face twisted and twisted, step by step toward Ye Xiwen. "Do you not claim to be invincible? I will crush your body."

Every step, the Raytheon behind him is further, and the power exerted on Ye Xiwen is even bigger.

"Crush me? Just rely on you, I can drag you to death." Ye Xiwen smiled a little and didn't put his words on his mind. It was impossible for him to keep pushing his words. Otherwise, he would Really can be invincible in the domain.

However, Ye Xiwen does not intend to wait for the time when his real yuan is exhausted. It is too boring. When he comes to his peak, he will directly defeat him, discount his pride, break his confidence, and smash his way. It is even more deflated than killing him.

Ye Xiwen's golden deity is hovering, hovering, and he is confident, unless Pang Yangbo has broken through to the semi-sacred period, otherwise it will definitely not be his opponent.

Pang Yangbo directly pulled out the size of a melon, the purple little Dan, a small one, but there was a horrible force overflowing.

"I rely on, it turned out to be Leiyuan." Ye Xiwen’s mind came with Ye Mo’s voice sucking in a cold air. “This kid got the kind of thing there.”

Under the interpretation of Ye Mo. Ye Xiwen knows this. This kind of thing is rare and rare. It needs constant tempering for countless times to get a little something. It can't be done by humans, so it can only be the good thing he got from that inheritance.

Sure enough, after Pang Yangbo swallowed Leiyuan, the surrounding area instantly became a sea of ​​thunder and lightning. The endless thunder and lightning were densely packed, and almost filled the entire platform. Ye Xiwen’s body was covered with lightning in an instant, endless. Thunder and lightning are like a whip on the side of Ye Xiwen.

The illusion of Raytheon in front of Ye Xiwen also seemed to be a huge stimulus in an instant. The height is full and grows a bit taller, more solid, and stalks toward Ye Xiwen.

Countless people around have been unable to see the situation in the field, and have been covered by endless lightning. Although they didn't know what Pang Yangbo had finally swallowed, he also knew that it should be a very bad thing. In order to kill Ye Xiwen, he was out of the box, and Ye Qiwen had such a big hatred.

"Is this your strongest posture? Seeing that I directly broke you." The cold voice of Ye Xiwen came from the lightning sea.

"boom"

"boom"

"boom"

In the ring, in the lightning sea, a burst of horrible buzzing sounds swept away with the endless horror storm. From time to time, those lightnings swept through the air, so that people could see clearly what happened. But even so, because the time is too short, but in a short moment, everyone can only see two horrible figures in battle, a purple, a golden, fighting in the air, Ye Xiwen turned out to be bare-handed and Raytheon There was no timidity in the battle, and nothing fell.

"锵" is another sound of a very loud sword. Immediately after a horrible sword, the people who came out to watch the battle, even through the enchantment in the ring, can still feel the sharp swords coming to the face, wanting to kill them all.

"The burial man sword"

"buried land sword"

"Crystal Sword"

With a loud roar, the sound of ‘锵’ ‘锵’ is getting heavier and heavier. The sword is getting more and more dignified, and it is mixed with Pang Yangbo’s angry roar.

"Boom" is a stunned sword in the void. Everyone's eyes condensed into a large sword with a few feet long, and instantly fell into the looming purple illusion in the lightning.

The whole cymbal of the "Rumble" was rumbling, and under this sword, the students broke down.

Everyone was stunned, knowing that the materials used to lay down the platform are all unusually hard materials. The masters below the holy land have not yet set a precedent for breaking down the shackles. Ye Xiwen is a precedent for creation.

Lightning quickly dissipated after this blow, and a small figure was instantly blasted out, and a blood spit out, and the blood contained even the power of lightning.

The smashing hit a pillar on the platform and broke the pillar, which stopped the giant force flying out.

In the middle of Fujian and Taiwan, the original huge image of Raytheon was nailed to the ground by a giant sword with a few feet high. After the giant sword nailed the shadow of Raytheon, the power of terror will also be formed. Two halves, that kind of strength can be imagined.

Raytheon’s pain in the sword, the purple thunder is like blood, flowing from the body of Thor.

Everyone looked at this scene with a stunned look. Is this a god-destroy?

Although everyone knows that this should be just a phantom, but even if it is just a virtual shadow, it is also a illusion of illusion, no one can compete against it in the same level.

But now it is directly nailed to the ground by Ye Xiwen, and the painful embarrassment has subverted their three views and subverted their consistent views.

In their eyes, this is no different from the direct slaughter.

Ye Xiwen stands on the sword of the sword, but underneath it is the illusion of Raytheon. This scene is unparalleled for everyone.

Among the people in the audience, Hua Menghan’s face showed a few smiles, and his eyes were slightly blurred.

"How is it possible, this is impossible." Pang Yangbo’s small face is full of incredible expression. Although he is young, he is smashing all the way. He is too young to be questioned, so he is always The most annoying thing is that others take his age to say things. Just now Ye Xiwen poked him in this dead hole, which will cause his anger.

However, in the past few years, no one has ever been able to force him to show Raytheon's shadow, let alone defeat the thunder that he summoned, and nail the thunder directly to the ground, suffering from embarrassment.

He always felt that he was invincible, but Ye Xiwen broke his invincible self-confidence. Even if he summoned Raytheon, he is still not an opponent in front of Ye Xiwen.

"Why is this happening, why is it that they don't all say that I am the first wizard of ancient and modern times? I should be invincible. Dasheng is just a sneak peek for me." Pang Yangbo is about to fall into madness. The stronger, The more convictions that ordinary people can't understand, the more they believe, they will never change. This belief is the driving force in most cases, but in the event of setbacks, this belief will turn into obsession and it will be difficult to cross. .

"The first wizard of ancient and modern times" Ye Xiwen's mouth is slightly picky, smile, Pang Yangbo is being held up to the sky, from ancient times to the present, how many people are shocked and brilliant, who dare to say that they are the first wizards of ancient and modern times.

Raytheon under Ye Xiwen finally couldn't stand it, completely turned into particles, and passed away with the wind.

The big sword at the foot also disappeared. Ye Xiwen calmly fell to the ground, looked at Pang Yangbo, turned and left, regardless of Pang Yangbo.

The disciples around Xuanyuan Temple glared at Ye Xiwen, but did not dare to stop Ye Xiwen from leaving. This battle, discounted the arrogance of Pang Yangbo's arrogance, and also interrupted the arrogance of these disciples of Xuanyuan Temple, counting Pang Yangbo, Xuanyuan Temple There are two days of arrogance in the hands of Ye Xiwen, as long as Ye Xiwen is not defeated one day, the momentum of Xuanyuan Temple is one day.

The disciples around the Zhenwu Academy have shown their pride in their faces. This month can be regarded as a ruin of them. Pang Yangbo made it clear that he did not put the martial arts school in his eyes, although he said that he was directed at Ye Xiwen, but their faces What happened to it?

It’s just that they are not the opponents of Pang Yangbo, and they dare to go up to the weight of your arm.

Now Ye Xiwen teaches Pang Yangbo a meal like a child, which makes them feel abnormal.

Ye Xiwen’s name, for the first time, resounded through the Wind Dragon City and entered the eyes of countless forces in the Wind Dragon City.

"This time you counted his lessons." Hua Menghan smiled and said, Ye Xiwen learned a poem, and the anger in her heart also disappeared a lot.

"Children are too arrogant." Ye Xiwen smiled faintly. For Pang Yangbo, he did not mean to kill him. Unlike the second god, he did not have a reason to kill Pang Yangbo.

And the most important thing is that Ye Xiwen feels that there is a sacred sensation of the sacred master. It is the sacred master of the Xuanyuan Temple. He has been staring at this war, he will not let Ye Xiwen succeed, at least not here. .

In places like Fenglongcheng, the forces are intricate and complex, and many forces in the real martial arts are criss-crossing here.

It is precisely because many forces are confronting here that they can maintain a fragile balance in Fenglong City, and prevent a certain force from swallowing him. Otherwise, the strength of Fenglongcheng, the Zhenwu Academy, or the Xuanyuan Hall, etc. Force, any one can easily annex him.

The sacred master should be the master of the Xuanyuan Hall to enter the Wind Dragon City. Of course, he will not watch Pang Yangbo being killed. He can only watch while he is fighting, but they will never stand by and watch the battle of life and death.

On the other hand, if you are defeated by yourself, the masters of Zhenwu Academy in the city will not stand by and watch ———————————————————————————————— -

Today, the first one is even more. Everyone’s ticket is finished by the way. Ok, it’s a taboo, I modified it, this time I should be able to pass it.

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