Martial God Space

"It's a terrible offensive, both sides are terrible!" Hua Menghan, a core seed disciple, said stunned. Although they are core seed disciples, the disciples in the sect are also very high, and have seen the true disciples. Contest, but for the first time in such a terrible contest, he saw it for the first time. If it spreads out, these people are afraid that the aftermath will not be blocked.

Looking at the two in the center, Hua Menghan felt a little worried in his heart. The blue figure swept the invincible scene in the raging sea of ​​anger!

"Ah!" The wind and air screamed, and the majestic body moved instantly. Between steps, the ring-shaped ring made of fine gold under the sea was stepped on one by one.

A sword appeared again in his hand, launching the most violent offensive, a sword of light, traversing the sky, piercing the world, and the moves were all towards Ye Xiwen fighting in the endless sea of ​​sword gas.

But did Ye Xiwen wait for nothing, swept away with the dragon's body and the supreme sword's intention, and the surrounding sword spirits were buzzing and humming, as if to append his sword's intention.

Ye Xiwen's sword intention swept away. Those pierced sword lights were instantly chopped out and could not get close at all. Those sword qi were swept away by Ye Xiwen one by one.

Ye Xiwen's expression was cold, and a decisive domineering spewed out, just like a king reborn from ancient times.

"Is this the only way? If only this way, no one can save you today!" Ye Xiwen said with a sneer.

Everyone was shocked. I didn’t expect that the two could actually fight to such a degree. Although Fengkong is a subordinate of the Eighth Prince, there is no doubt that it is also one of the top strongmen of this generation, except for a few people who are not as good as the Eighth Prince. In addition, everyone else can fight, but Ye Xiwen is not so strong in their impression. This is also the time when Ye Xiwen's rise is too short, too short, even if Ye Xiwen defeated Luo Yifan, the sum is For more than a month, such a short period of time can't make them reverse their impressions.

In everyone's mind, Ye Xiwen only has a few options left to resist!

Although Ye Xiwen was very strong before, the impression given to them may be that even Yu Yulin's deputy commander could not cope with it, but Ye Xiwen is like this, where is the way they were in the impression before, is it that Ye Xiwen has made rapid progress this time?

Compared to this, they are more willing to believe that Ye Xiwen has retained his strength!

In any case, to be able to reach such a level with the wind and air, Ye Xiwen's majesty in everyone's mind has been established, even if it is not as good as the eighth prince, it is also the top power under the eighth prince and others, this is because of Ye Xiwen's cultivation time It is ten years shorter than these people. After more than ten years, or even a few decades later, after watching it, it may be comparable to the Eighth Prince and others.

The so-called not to bully the young and poor, in the warrior's career, for a decade or so, regardless of the occasional flick, it is nothing at all, and it is not too long for decades. If decades later, Ye Xiwen can and The eighth prince and others are shoulder to shoulder, and the potential of this person is indeed a great horror.

Many people even feel that the eighth prince more than a decade ago may not be Ye Xiwen's opponent.

The wind and sky had messy hair, her eyes were cold, her eyes were like swords, and she stared at Ye Xiwen: "If you want to die, I will complete you!"

The wind and sky stood in the center, and Zhenyuan began to burst into a vortex, surrounding him, and the long sword suddenly appeared, and a sword was split out. Suddenly, there was an illusion of crushing the sky. This sword was almost split. After breaking the void, the horrible sword spirit set off a wave of sword spirit and swept towards Ye Xiwen.

Ye Xiwen was not afraid. The sword in his long sword broke out again. A sword with several feet in length swept away as if it were in the middle, slashed and rushed into the wave of sword sea all the way.

The horrible sword spirit, the bottom slabs of fine-advanced slabs are about to collapse, but in Ye Xiwen's sword intentions, Ye Xiwen couldn't move at all.

Ye Xiwen is like a flat boat, swaying in the violent winds and waves, but just not turning the boat.

"In this way, the future of the two will be boundless, and Ye Xiwen will become famous after this battle!"

"There must be only one survived between the two, it is impossible to survive both, did you not see that the murderous intention between the two has substantively materialized? This is the determination to kill the other, The rock is immovable!"

The movements of the two are getting bigger and stronger, and their power is becoming more and more powerful. Soon, the entire ring was destroyed, and the two blasted into the sky from the ground all the way.

The two of them went all the way from the sky to the sea. Both sides fell out of their way. Many of the warriors who came to watch the battle were dumbfounded.

The fighting power of the two is extremely terrifying. The seawater that has hit is boiling, and the endless seawater is evaporated, forming a gap.

"Give me death!" The wind and air roared, and the endless aura began to gather. In the high sky, a golden giant sword was formed, which was tens of feet long, and the huge long sword torn the world. The thorn fell towards Ye Xiwen.

"Boom!" Ye Xiwen dancer long sword, stabbed up, very scary long sword hit together!

"Boom!" The horrible air wave instantly lifted, the harsh and sharp sound of metal collisions directly torn the air, which caused many disciples of the five forces to suffer from the pain of the warrior's ears. If it is an ordinary person, the harsh and sharp sound will be They can make their eardrums blew up, but they have become successful and have passed the stage of inner strength.

But Rao is so, there are also some weaker disciples who directly bleed.

"It's terrible. Ye Xiwen dared to resist the wind and sky, and Ye Xiwen actually dared to resist. The flesh of the average person is afraid that it will collapse directly. To what extent is Ye Xiwen's flesh physically powerful!"

"Ye Xiwen's flesh is really terrible for him!"

"However, Ye Xiwen also has weaknesses. His realm is not as good as the wind and the air. I am afraid that the wind and the air are already the five-fold pinnacle of the real Dao, and this Ye Xiwen looks at most the triple of the real Dao. There will be problems!"

"Well, that's right, Fengkong is now delaying time. Ye Xiwen will be the first to spend time with the real element!"

"I see when you can hold it!" Feng Kong narrowed his eyes and smiled cruelly. At this time, he had no idea of ​​a fair fight with Ye Xiwen. He understood that at the same level, he was afraid that Ye Xiwen It was defeated all the time, and it was still a general defeat.

Those who can fight against him in the same realm may need the eighth prince to come out. Such a person will allow him to grow up. It is a great threat to the eighth prince's great cause, so even if he risks being sweared, he must be Ye Xiwen beheaded, anyone who hindered the great cause of the Eight Princes would die.

"I want to kill me..." Ye Xiwen sneered coldly. If it was someone else, this strategy might be successful, but I met Ye Xiwen.

Every time Ye Xiwen made a breakthrough, it was extremely difficult, ten times and one hundred times harder than others, but his roots were ten times as thick as ordinary people. One hundred times, I wanted to kill him, I am afraid that Feng Kong would have to die first. Ye Xiwen can not be consumed.

Ye Xiwen was not afraid. The sword in his hand danced one sword after another and swept away. Those sword qi could not get close to him at all. He contended with the sword in the sky.

The two of them fought for more than three hundred rounds all the way. You come and go, with unparalleled combat power, and they are constantly soaring.

When everyone saw such a fight, they couldn't help but be frightened and replaced themselves. I'm afraid they had been cold for a long time.

Ye Xiwen has not yet exerted his full strength, and there are many means such as the Devil's Wings. Up to now, he has responded with Kendo. He is not unable to use it, but he intends to use the Kendo to defeat the wind and air, and then the wind and air Beheaded, the arrogance of the air and the arrogance of the eighth prince, Ye Xiwen is more arrogant and more arrogant than them, who is more crazy than anyone!

"Did you just stop here?" Ye Xiwen sneered disdainfully."Look at me using your best swordsmanship to cut down all your pride and domineering!"

"It's up to you!" The wind and air roared, and the long sword in his hand, including the extremely terrifying light of the exhibition, exploded his sword energy to the extreme, his swordsmanship was also gorgeous, and his swordsmanship was also invincible, but it was just Ye Xiwenping. Wu Qi's sword intentions are completely useless in front of him. Ye Xiwen doesn't pay attention to any swordsmanship at all. He looks like a forceful man. I will let you come a few ways. I will go all the way, and just slash towards you all the way.

He is arrogant and unpretentious. He has seen this heroic attitude only on the eighth prince, but this is the way. The killing intention in his chest is more powerful. He must be chopped down here. To the eighth prince.

Ye Xiwen's sword in his hand was blasted out. Jian Yi, a kind of unparalleled domineering. Although there was no sword qi, but the sword qi was crushed by one touch, because Ye Xiwen was using his martial arts to defeat his sword qi.

Ye Xiwen's martial arts are overbearing. Hegemony is unparalleled. Any enemy must die, and any opponent must be cut down.

The wind and air roared, and a spit of blood spit on the long sword. The long sword suddenly erupted in a wave of terrifying terror and momentum, as if it could fall to the world.

Everyone exclaimed for a while, that Fengkong was about to issue the most terrifying blow, beating Ye Xiwen.

This terrifying power caused the spirits in the world to fluctuate wildly, and even Ye Xiwen felt a sense of palpitations.

Ye Xiwen also had no room for retreat. The long sword in his hand burst out of the sword, but it was very short, only three feet of Qingfeng, stepped on it, and flew out instantly, stabbing towards the sword.

Heaven and earth seemed to be quiet at this moment, only Jianmang and Jianyi slammed together.

Only in the next moment, a huge popping noise spread out from the middle.(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)