Martial God Space

The **** flame of the blood-stained son burned wildly, and there was a faint voice of screaming.

"Hey!" A cold voice accompanied by an amazing swordsman, attacked and killed.

Ye Xiwen’s movements were extremely fast, and there was hardly any hesitation. He followed them and even heard the **** son’s thoughts.

The **** man roared, and the spear in his hand pierced the endless spear in the sky, slamming into the sky and overwhelming.

"Booming!"

The spear and the swordsman met in the void, the terrible power boiled, and then swept out.

The **** son returned a few steps before he was able to go to Ye Xiwen’s terrible power.

In the flesh of the body, the blood-stained son is not the opponent of Ye Xiwen at all, but in the mystery of the myth, it is impossible to suppress Ye Xiwen, and can only be retired by Ye Xiwen’s Lien Chan.

Ye Xiwen received the iron sword and put on a starting hand. Suddenly, the vast atmosphere of the sky was vast and swaying out. The surrounding environment seemed to be in an instant, and it became a universe. He and the blood coat. The son is the center of this universe.

He broke through this piece of heaven and earth, reopened the world, re-enacted the fire and the wind, behind him, a huge star formed, slowly turning, exuding a desperate atmosphere.

Both of them are completely caught in a sea of ​​stars. It should be said that the blood-stained son completely fell into Ye Xiwen's boxing mood.

"This is what martial arts, this is already terrible!" Someone said with a lingering fear, in general. The artistic conception of martial arts is related to his own level.

The higher the level of martial arts, the more terrible the artistic conception is. This will integrate the whole universe into the boxing method, and its martial level can be imagined.

The face of the blood-stained son is also abnormally ugly, and the consequences of being brought into the secrets of his martial arts are of course very serious.

"Boom!" As Ye Xiwen slammed out, the whole big star behind him began to move, whistling. Bringing a terrible roar, straight into the air, rolling down the **** man.

"When!" The blood-shirted son did not hesitate. Immediately evolved the secret of his own martial arts, against the secrets of Ye Xiwen.

It is a **** country, above a **** wave. A **** emperor stands above the **** waves.

Holding a **** spear, greeted it, and suddenly spurted it out. The **** spear pierced a **** scorpion, and the place where it passed was blood and blood.

Although the blood-stained son is cruel and arrogant, but the strength is indeed very strong, the mana is so powerful, absolutely enough to be a standard of arrogance.

A burst of sound broke through the stars and the sea was vast and boundless. Vibrate all directions, and the wave of blood rushed to the front of Ye Xiwen’s star.

"Boom!" The **** emperor and the momentary star suddenly slammed together. This is a combination of two terrible wills.

"Hey!" The **** emperor was instantly crushed into pieces by the big star. Although it was re-aggregated not far away, it was already dim.

The **** man looked at Ye Xiwen in the cold and cold. A shout, a spear understood, like a long dragon with a **** light, suppressing all directions, and pressed down.

Ye Xiwen appeared again on the iron sword in his hand, and his right hand was buried with a sword. The left hand shattered the stardust fist, single-minded, and the right and left fighting skills, only Ye Xiwen will, from the beginning of the mysterious space, he has become accustomed to such a dual-use, even multi-purpose.

The two doors were shocked and the school was defeated. The blood-stained son was immediately defeated by the fight, the big star was crushed, the iron sword was broken, and Ye Xiwen hit the real fire without any hand.

The two sides were in a terrible match. The **** country and Ye Xiwen’s star field did not know how much they were broken. The **** waves were beaten countercurrently, and the stars were broken and broken.

Both of them have died, especially the blood-stained son is biting his teeth, and the blood-colored spears are like dragons.

"Boom!" Ye Xiwen squatted under the sword, as heavy as a star, and the blood-stained son resisted with a gun. For a moment, the palm of his hand broke open and was cracked by the sword of Ye Xiwen.

He can support it now, and it is beyond the expectation of Ye Xiwen. You must know that the average person can not stop Ye Xiwen's sword. He can support it now, which is enough to prove that his body is extraordinary.

However, many days of arrogance, perhaps each of them are good at each side, but also have their own shortcomings, but there will be no obvious weaknesses, even if the body of the emperor who is not known for the flesh is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

It was only at this time that it was entangled by Ye Xiwen, and the advantage of Ye Xiwen’s physical strength was brought to the extreme.

"Hey!" Bloody son spurted out a blood, big mouth coughing blood, in front of the stars, his body is too small, it is impossible to continuously blast Ye Xiwen's star and face Ye Xiwen's funeral sword.

At this time, his eyes finally had a bit of a panic look. He didn't think that it would be like this. His conceit, his everything comes from his strength. The older masters are hard to say, but at least in the younger generation. In the middle, he asked himself to be at the top of his peak. He did not expect to suffer a loss in a rural area like Zhenwu. It can be said that he had suffered a big loss.

However, at this time, he has not lost his confidence. When the old man in black defeats the old man who is soaping, then everything can be reversed. This person will die in front of him.

He has confidence in the old man in black, his protector, and among the peaks of the holy world, he is a master of strength.

In the sky, this time a terrible battle broke out, and various artistic conceptions evolved in the sky, and the degree of fierceness was much stronger than that of Ye Xiwen and the blood-stained son.

"Hey!" The old man in the smock coat was cold and cold, and the knife was directly cut down. The old man's arm was cut down. The whole body had been broken by the sword of the old man, which was a shocking blow. A long-awaited trick.

"Ah!" The old man in black screamed, the whole left arm was cut off, blood was sprayed out, blood flowed into the river, his eyes were full of horror, and he couldn't believe it. He was actually smashed by a knife.

However, the old man who did not intend to give him any breathing space, followed by a knife fell.

"Bang!", the knife is condensed, this is to crush his own will, it is unstoppable.

"Hey!" The knife swept across the air, and the unexpected light burst forth in an instant. The old man in black had no time to react. The whole person was killed in two, the blood splashed out, and the body broke into two halves.

Everyone was stunned. I didn't think that I would see such a scene. I really didn't have much time to play it. I didn't play for a few days and nights. It was just a moment after I got the winner. A master of the sacred peak fell to the eyes of everyone.

"How is it possible?" The blood-stained son is unbelievable. He has always had a part of his heart placed on the old man in black, because he knows that the final victory depends on the outcome of the masters of these two holy places.

However, I did not expect that, so quickly, the winners and losers were separated, and the people on their own side lost, and the situation suddenly turned sharply.

Ye Xiwen’s iron sword in his hand smashed into the sky and said: “It’s your turn now, send you on the road!”

The **** man's face is ugly. In the battle with Ye Xiwen, he completely fell to the bottom. The only hope is that the old man in black, but now the old man in black is also killed. He has nothing to hope at all.

"Boom!" The blood on his body rushed into the sky, and the breath of his body was pushed to the extreme. He also knew that this would not allow him to think more.

"One trick, kill you!" Ye Xiwen did not have any look on his face, the overall situation has been set, but his battle with this **** son has not ended, he does not want to delay.

In other directions, Qi Feifan and Yang Wenjun have also achieved an overwhelming advantage. Most of them are the ancestors of the various forces of the ten countries in the southeastern region. The reason why they will yield is that they should be photographed. The black man's power brought by the blood-stained son, now the black man is killed, how can they force to move forward, not immediately collapsed or because the interception of Qi Feifan and others can not escape.

There is nothing in a short time, but after a long time, it shows that there is a gap between Qi Feifan and others, and the gap between the sacred masters of the prime age. They are old, if not because they are too old, how are they willing? Let go of your ambition and stay on the southeast side.

They almost have no hope of breaking through, and Qi Feifan and others are different. They are just playing the year, and the strength is just the time when it will break out.

When the time was a little longer, the old guys were completely suppressed.

Ye Xiwen does not want to continue to delay, and the **** son knows better. At this time, only Ye Xiwen will be killed. He may have hope of fleeing. Otherwise, he may be killed on the spot.

"Hey!" Ye Xiwen took a sword and directly turned it into a big star. He slammed down in the sky and fell down in the sky. The grand horror, the void was smashed into two halves by this sword.

On the other hand, the blood-stained son also tried his best, and the spear slashed into the sky. He understood what it meant to him.

"Boom!" The terrible call for you to swept out of the weapons of two people in an instant, forming a burst of storm.

"Hey!" The blood-stained son broke his hands directly, and a blood spit out. His entire body was broken into the void.

"Hey!" The defensive moment of the blood-stained son was smashed by Ye Xiwen, and the whole body was split into two halves, turning into a **** fog.

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