Martial God Space

"Bang!" In a terrifying cyclone, a figure flew out directly and fell to the sea.

"Cough cough!" Feng Kong kept coughing up blood, his internal organs were injured by shock, some embarrassment, but the killing intention in his eyes continued.

Feng Kong's face was a bit pale, and his hard fight with Ye Xiwen had hurt his vitality. He came out of the attack of the vitality, but unexpectedly, Ye Xiwen actually resisted.

The air wave dissipated, and Ye Xiwen's figure stood with a sword on the sea, and the figure of the world was standing there, and the sea of ​​water swirled up and around him.

"It's terrible. The trick just now is the secret of the wind and air division. It is said that their generation only taught the wind and air. The legend has been cut down, but I didn't expect it. Ye Xiwen will not die!"

"It depends on who is using it. If it is used by his elders, it is not impossible to kill the legend, but Fengkong has that skill, but even so, this Ye Xiwen is really terrifying. !"

"Yes, that kind of horrible moves can be resisted. This skill is absolutely rare in the younger generation. No wonder dare to challenge the eighth prince. This strength, even the eighth prince more than ten years ago, is not even an opponent. Right!"

"You are mistaken, it is the Eighth Prince who wants to fight him, not that he is going to call the Eighth Prince!"

"The eighth prince wanted to use him as a stepping stone to fight the first page of the world. Unfortunately, it seems that Ye Xiwen is not simple. If he wants to use him as a stepping stone, I'm afraid I want more!"

"You are stronger than I expected!" Feng Kong stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked coldly at Ye Xiwen. "But because of this, you are even more dead. No one can do the Eighth Prince's great cause. Block, anyone who blocks will die!"

The wind and air shouted, and the whole body began to sweep away, stepped out, and smashed the sea, and the invisible killing intentions must condensed into a substantial killing intention at this time, and a phantom behind him gradually The emergence of that is a ghost image between the world and the sword.

Every step of the wind and sky, the virtual shadow behind him is one point taller. This virtual shadow seems to come from the age of ancient mythology. Every step, the sea water is evaporated to a large part, and the monsters in the sea have countless casualties. An ancient deity.

The god of swords!

Ye Xiwen's eyebrows suddenly flickered, and his heart was sullen. This trick is similar to the Demon King's shadow evolved by the Tianyuan Mirror. They can summon the phantom of the ancient strong man, but no one consumes this trick. Clearly, he is okay, because there are Tianyuan mirrors, and more endless spirit stones can be consumed.

But wind and air!

Ye Xiwen looked at it, and his face was even paler, and the dense sweat on his face had fallen to the ground. Every step, the god of swords became more powerful. The faster and faster the pace came, the terrible coercion , Overwhelming Ye Xiwen.

This is a lunatic, and Ye Xiwen has only this thought in his mind!

This deity of swords, every step of the way, the power is greater, but the same, the consumption is also greater. Ye Xiwen dare not say that he can bear it, but the wind and air can resist it .

The wind and the sky are moving faster and faster. Now it is not consuming the real element of the body, but is consuming the vitality of the body and overdrawing life.

The wind and air are not as much money as Ye Xiwen, and they can't take out the consumption of this tens of thousands of high-grade spirit stones. The ghost image of the god of the ancient sword is consumed. Although it is not as big as the devil's ghost image, it is far more than He can afford it.

Ye Xiwen can almost see that Feng Kong's originally young appearance is changing towards the middle and old age at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Is it worth it for a so-called eight princes?Ye Xiwen didn't understand!

Many of the disciples watching around didn’t understand it. Although they didn’t know how much they consumed here, they still had their eyesight and strength. They could see it. Fengkong was overdrawing his life, preferring to overdraw his life. Ye Xiwen is going to be killed.

For a warrior, how precious time is, it goes without saying that each stage of the warrior has a different length of time. The innate realm is two hundred years, and the true master is five hundred years, and only has enough time. In order to allow the warrior to go further, and ultimately achieve the legendary immortality.

Although immortality is only a kind of realm rumored, each level of realm will increase the corresponding realm, which makes many people believe that as long as they continue to practice, one day will prove that they will not die.

So even one minute and one second is very valuable to the warrior, not to mention that the wind and air have wasted so many years of life, almost a year of burning life, this crazy The approach is staggering.

At last, the god of the ancient sword moved his hands, and the sword was fiercely cleaved, the entire long sword was swung, the air was cut, the seawater was evaporated, and a terrible sense of oppression blew on Ye Xiwen.

Under this great sword, Ye Xiwen was like a ant, a terrible divine power.

Ye Xiwen felt a slight shock in his heart, but he had no other choice. He followed the mysterious pace and danced with a sword in his hand. This was a terrible attack, and he greeted him.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Every time Ye Xiwen collided with the sword in the hand of the god of the ancient sword, the endless air could burst, and the aftermath swept like a storm.

Everyone was stunned. Ye Xiwen was so horrible. In the face of this terrible practice, he could still hold it, and he was able to fight back.

There was also a trace of blood oozing from the corner of Ye Xiwen's mouth, but he didn't think there was anything. The other party was burning life and attacking. He was only bleeding, but it was nothing.

He could feel this terrible pressure, and he had been cut in half after changing to the average person.

But Ye Xiwen’s overlord body is too strong. The “Body Tips” itself is to train the flesh into a body that can be torn apart even by inborn gods and demons. And powerful again.

What's more, there is a Tianyuan mirror inside, sharing a huge part of the force, otherwise, Ye Xiwen is not as simple as bleeding from the corners of the mouth, after all, Ye Xiwen is fighting hard with others!

This is hard work!

Ye Xiwen is trying his best. Now both sides can see who can't hold it first. Ye Xiwen is waiting. Feng Kong originally wanted to kill him first, but he soon found that it was not possible. , To consume the wind and air.

Now Ye Xiwen has mobilized his whole body and tried his best to immerse himself in the sword, not being affected by his terrible coercion.

This pressure is really terrible, just like the Tianyuan Mirror's suppression of the Demon Race. This sword deity has also reached an unimaginable level of suppression by the swordsman. This is the swordsman's deity.

Ye Xiwen can only be immersed in the terrible sword intention, borrowing that sword intention to contend, killing intuitively and ruthlessly, and nothing else.

No joy, no worries, no hint of emotion!

"You must die!" Fengkong coughed up blood, and his hair was half white. The sword god behind him swung violently, and his endless sword spirit attacked Ye Xiwen.

Each of these sword qi is like a brilliant star, combined into a sword river, set off a monstrous sword wave, and swooped towards Ye Xiwen.

In the face of this sword wave, Ye Xiwen suddenly had a feeling of suffocation, and the air was instantly evaporated.

Sword waves rushed in, and horrible energy came under pressure. Every sword energy is the supreme truth that contains kendo. Even with the strength of Ye Xiwen's body, the bones were forced to creak.

This phantom has been urged to the extreme by the wind and air, and Ye Xiwen is to be slain. At this moment, only one phantom and his sword are left between heaven and earth!

"It's terrible, who can take this sword!"

"Wind and air is really a talented peer, the so-called peerless genius in their former school, this fighting power is really terrible, but it is a pity, even if he can kill Ye Xiwen, he has overdrawn so much. In terms of life, there is no way to last longer!"

Countless disciples around marveled, they could only feel the horror of this phantom just by watching, but Ye Xiwen was in it, and actually resisted.

Ye Xiwen gritted his teeth, only to feel that this universe of heaven and earth was shattered, and entered the reincarnation of heaven and earth, and the endless earth shattered.

Ye Xiwen is not afraid, the stronger the opponent, the stronger Ye Xiwen's counterattack.Ye Xiwen gritted his teeth, waiting for the opportunity.

"Cough cough!" Finally, Fengkong coughed, shaking his hand a bit, and the movement of the whole virtual shadow stopped.

"Ah!" Ye Xiwen screamed, and the sword suddenly became bigger, rising up into the sky. At that moment, he shattered all the clouds and fell towards the shadow.

"Poof!" At that moment, the entire phantom was cut in half by the long sword. At that moment, it was penetrated, and the endless sword intention shattered the phantom of the sword god.

At that moment, the phantom of the god of swords collapsed suddenly, and scattered into stars and stars.

"Poof!" Fengkong spit out blood, and he didn't know when a sword was inserted in his chest. It was Ye Xiwen's sword that he took away from him. The blood trickled out.

The consciousness in my mind gradually blurred, and I could still hear someone calling.

A pair of scenes that had been experienced appeared in my mind.

The orphan was born and robbed with the dog when he was a kid. He met the master and was brought back to become a genius that attracted everyone's attention. Then he met him again!

"Let us conquer the world, put the world under the rule of the Great Unity, so that things like you will not repeat itself!"

"Boom!" Feng Kong fell down and sank slowly into the sea.

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