Martial God Space

"You are the one of Ye Xiwen? Give up the life of the holy spring, give you a life, this is not something you can touch!" But see a red-haired beard, from the distance, stepping on the rainbow, bringing the boundless breath Looked very terrible, is a master of the great realm of the Holy Land, full of confidence on his face.

For Ye Xiwen's life holy spring, he has already been coveted, but this can help him break through the treasures of entering the great holy place, more important than anything else.

The red-haired man with a red-haired beard is cold and high, and his tone of voice is like an order. In his opinion, Ye Xiwen is just a small person in the peak of the holy land. The role of the ant is still dare to appear here. This is not What is the godsend opportunity? When others have not noticed him, he will take him first and grab the life spring. That means he has got a direct ticket to the Great Holy Land. He is absolutely Will not give up.

"What, he is Ye Xiwen? This kid is not too small, even dare to appear in such a place? If I am, now I have to go out of Hong Kong collar, find a place to retreat for hundreds of years, break through into the Great After that, the situation is completely different!"

"Hey, this guy has always been daring, and he has not been reconciled to the life of the Holy Spring. He even wants to get these ten seats. If he dies, he should live. I don’t know how many people are greeted by his life. This 冉Hongbin has caught this comet!"

With the daring of the red-haired man, he broke the identity of Ye Xiwen, and many of the masters who were only famous for Ye Xiwen also sent sharp eyes.

The temptation of the Fountain of Life is too great, and these people are ambitious people who are super confident in themselves. In their view, Ye Xiwen is now a child, with a piece of gold, walking in the downtown area, simply wants to lead people to commit crimes.

There are a lot of gaze in the eyes, but it is a figure in the peak of the holy place, in front of them. What counted, as for the rumors of the great realm of the Holy Land are planted under the hands of Ye Xiwen. They are unbelief, and this kind of rumor is really ridiculous and ridiculous.

"Rolling the dice!" Faced with the imposing manner of Hong Hongbin. In Ye Xiwen’s mouth, only these three words emerged.

Suddenly a quiet, falling needles can be heard, they thought about all kinds of possibilities, but also thought that Ye Xiwen might refuse, but absolutely did not think that Ye Xiwen would refuse so simply, even with a kind of contempt.

Yan Hongbin suddenly became angry, and the eyes around him seemed to him to contain many ridiculous elements, the young man in front of him. However, it is an ordinary ant-like character who dares to slap him under the broad public. This is really unbearable.

Yan Hongbin suddenly slammed out with a palm of his hand. When the emptiness fell toward Ye Xiwen, this is a full-fledged shot, without the slightest hand, to give Ye Xiwen a slap in the face of life.

The sky is full of thunderous humming sounds, and the thunder sounds in all directions. This is the famous study of Yan Hongbin. Thundering the thunder, the boxing is mighty, such as a thunder dragon lurking in the clouds, screaming and screaming.

"This Ye Xiwen is dead, this is the name of the thunderbolt, and even I have heard of the power of this set of boxing. Although Qi Hongbin got only the incomplete version, but the power is already great, and it is even more extreme. It is like the regeneration of Raytheon!"

"It’s a pity that this has just appeared, it’s going to die. It’s going to be a life-changing spring. It’s not so easy to take it from Yan Hongbin!”

Almost everyone is optimistic about Qi Hongbin. Compared with Qi Hongbin, who has been famous for many years, Ye Xiwen is like a fledgling boy. For them, it is not a society.

What's more, Yan Hongbin didn't mean to look at Ye Xiwen at all. When he came up, he was killing the trick, and he was going to crush Ye Xiwen.

In the hustle and bustle of Qi Hongbin, Ye Xiwen is like a boat under the stunned waves, rising and falling, as if at any time may be annihilated in this terrible boxing.

"Not self-reliant!" Above a big tree in the distance, a white robe youth stares at the two men who are fighting, the corners of the mouth are slightly picked, a smile is drawn, and four words are spit out. I don’t know if Ye Xiwen or that. Yan Hongbin.

If Ye Xiwen sees it, he will find that this white robe youth is the young man who was shocked by Jianhong before. Ye Mo guessed that his cultivation may have already surpassed the holy world, but only came to suppress it.

Ye Xiwen's eyes are slightly stunned. In addition to the 冉Hongbin in front of him, there are still many unfriendly eyes around him. It seems that the people who hit the idea of ​​his life is not ordinary!

Before Ding Tong actually had to persuade Ye Xiwen to give up the competition for the inheritance of Hongqilou. His appearance would inevitably spur many people who are ambitious to the Fountain of Life.

It’s just that Ye Xiwen doesn’t care. For him, everything is very simple, and the book has ambition to pick up who!

Facing the overwhelming boxing, Ye Xiwen finally moved, and a fist slammed out like a feather floating in the collapsed Mount Tai, with the fluttering drifting.

But it was such a fluttering feather, but it instantly broke the collapse of the Mount Tai, and it was like a slow and slow, and it instantly defeated the boxing of the thunderbolt.

At this time, Xiao Hongbin, who was somewhat overwhelmed, was a bit stunned. He is also a master of the generation. He does not know how many opponents have been killed. All the way to the **** battle can be reached today.

Seeing Ye Xiwen's fist, he instantly broke his boxing and suddenly became shocked. This clearly has already broken the power into a realm of his dreams, that is, it is light.

He has broken into the holy place for many years. He has already mastered the skills of lifting weights. A mountain peak is in his hand. It is also like a ruthless hair. But like this, the power of killing a red hair from the top of Mount Tai is not his ability. What you can do, it can be done by brute force, far from Ye Xiwen.

When I thought of it, his face suddenly changed. He even looked down at the person in front of him. He didn’t have a mercy. He couldn’t be a small reading of Ye Xiwen, but he probably didn’t figure out what Ye Xiwen was in the beginning. With just one hand, he is enough to stand in the realm of the Holy Land.

"Impossible, how can you master such a realm!" Yan Hongbin couldn't help but smash up, it is difficult to conceal the shock in his heart. This kind of realm is purely his own sentiment, and has little to do with how much strength, maybe a great saint The edge of the realm can't be touched, and it is possible that the uncle who sweeps the floor in the real world has mastered such a realm.

After so many years, Ye Xiwen was not the first time he was unfamiliar with this kind of realm. He was basically free to enter and exit, freely transforming the state of weightlifting and weightlifting.

Yan Hongbin’s face was ugly. At this time, he no longer dared to support him. He saw Ye Xiwen’s shot, even if only once, he did not dare to look at Ye Xiwen, others could not see it, but he could feel the fear of Ye Xiwen.

"Boom!" His body slammed, and the real element of the body boiled up, as if it had turned into a thunderbolt, squeaking in the surface of his body, when he was in the endless thunder, he looked at it. Like a mighty Raytheon rebirth, all kinds of quaint arrays have emerged.

A fist hit, directly into a huge Thunder Dragon, riding the clouds, whistling the world, the shadow of a huge dragon shrouded Ye Xiwen, almost in an instant to kill Ye Xiwen.

He has done his best and never has any more hands.

"When the arm is in the car!" Ye Xiwen sneered, and the big hand suddenly grabbed it. This hand merged with the thousand stars, the fire cloud collapsed, the control of the seven hands, and many other methods, almost in the hands of Ye Xiwen. The point.

In an instant, the fusion of several major palms, only Ye Xiwen can do it, and others can practice one of them to the extreme, it is already very bad.

"Boom!" Ye Xiwen's golden hand and Yan Hongbin turned into a thunderstorm suddenly slammed into a horrible attack, swept the boundless shock wave.

Almost at the next moment, Yan Hongbin widened his eyes, but saw Ye Xiwen’s golden hand instantly penetrate the layers of obstacles. He grabbed the one that he blew, like a snake, and instantly smashed it. Lived from the dragon's neck.

"Hey!" Ye Xiwen's golden sacred hand slammed, and that one brontosaurus instantly felt like a paper paste. One inch of the cracked open, and instantly became a group of lightning.

As this Thunder Dragon was killed by Ye Xiwen, Qi Hongbin’s offensive collapsed in an instant. That Thunder Dragon is the most central place in his boxing, and also the strongest place. Ye Xiwen’s eyes are pungent. At first glance, I saw the most crucial place.

Even if the average person sees it through, there is no way, because although it is the core, but the same, it is also the strongest place, knowing that there is no way to resolve it, but Ye Xiwen is different, he has the power to sweep.

Between the electric and the Flint, Ye Xiwen has completely broken the offensive of Yan Hongbin and suddenly rushed to the front of Yan Hongbin.

"Impossible!" Yan Hongbin roared, and he did not believe that he would have completely lost to a small person in the peak of the Holy Land, which simply subverted his world view.

However, Ye Xiwen did not explain this to him at this time. He wanted to take Li Hongbin and tell the people around him who wanted to hit his mind. That is to find death!

"Hey!" Ye Xiwen's fists were unparalleled, and instantly fell to the body of Yan Hongbin. Suddenly, Hong Hongbin screamed into a **** fog, and the gods disappeared. (To be continued)! ~!

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