Martial God Space

The strength of these two people is far beyond everyone's imagination, even if they are elites, compared with these two people, there is still a big gap. It should not be said that other than the sword saint, the other people and these two People have already turned upside down. If they are replaced, they may not be able to stop this trick.

None of the people present were terribly shocked. They were all younger generations of warriors, but they had such a big gap with them.

The void is like the surface of the water. In the bombardment of the two, they are constantly fluctuating. Both of them have exerted their utmost strength, and they have terrible power. The majestic real element is boiling.

Everyone knows that the life and death of this time are pinned on Ye Xiwen. Once Ye Xiwen is defeated, they will also be defeated, and if Ye Xiwen is fine, they will be fine.

The two killed in the void all the way. The two figures, which were not very tall figures, formed a huge shock in the void. You came and went, and the horrible miracles emanated almost swept the entire sea. Got up.

"boom!"

The sky dome was cracked apart, the two were killed from the void of the void, Fan Ming's face was abnormally grim, he was the pride of heaven as the Xuanyuan Hall, when was he treated like this, Ye Xiwen face A look of disdain flashed on it, which made it harder for him to accept.

"Kill!" Fan Ming's long gun swept through, the endless gun air rushed into the sky, covering the sky dome, countless gun air patrols beside him, every time the gun air passes, the sky dome can be cut apart There were black cracks, each of which was opening and closing and was terribly terrible, and all rushed towards Ye Xiwen.

"Today you have broken my good deeds and killed so many of my brothers. You are really unforgivable, and die!" Fan Ming roared.

Ye Xiwen looked at the overwhelming gunfire, and there was no slight change in the expression on his face. He looked like an ancient deity covered with golden awns. On the contrary, there was a look of excitement on his face.

"I have more geniuses beheaded. I haven't beheaded a top genius in the middle domain yet!" Ye Xiwen laughed and stepped on the golden wave of the gods.

The confrontation between the two can be said to be close to the skill, the aftermath of the concussion, the real space, this is the power of the peak of the legendary realm, both of them touched the power of the Holy Realm.

Ye Xiwen was like a god. The waves at his feet boiled and stepped out, even making the void sway for a while. As if the sky was shaking, the space was shattered by Ye Xiwen step by step. The long sword in Ye Xiwen's hand splashed unimaginable. Amazing sword spirit.

This terrible momentum almost made people think that the god of swords was reborn, but the sword was evenly cut off. A thick earth seemed to be provoked by Ye Xiwen for a moment, and then directly suppressed.

There are no excessive moves, but the heavy earth is crushed down and nothing can stop it. This is the second type of "Burial Sword Skills", Burial Sword.

Due to the short time, although Ye Xiwen was not stingy about the burning of the Spirit Pill, he still only allowed the second burial sword to be deduced by "The Sword of Burial", and it was far from the great perfection. At most, it can only be regarded as entering the room. .

But even if you just enter the room, the power is already terrible.

Under the crush of this horrible sword, nothing can stop it, and it will only be crushed by life.

The marksmanship practiced by Fan Ming was obviously extremely powerful. The gunfire burst into a star-like light, the endless void collapsed instantly, and Shengsheng tore the endless dark abyss towards the distance.

"boom!"

A horrifying sound of extreme horror caused the nearby space to shake in a burst.

Many Jianzui disciples are horrified. Such a terrible blow, they are absolutely unbearable. Although they may be only one or two steps away from each other, just the difference between these two steps is enough to make them a god. The difference is almost the difference.

"These two are too horrible. Although they are younger generations of warriors, we are really far from them compared to them!"

"In an era with such a life, I really don't know whether it is our luck or sorrow!"

"Neither of us is the strongest one, and it will probably become the paving bones of their road to invincibility!"

However, everyone has not finished the discussion, but Ye Xiwen and Fan Ming's battle has entered a more amazing stage.

With a spear in hand, Fan Ming, like a peerless warrior, was slain towards Ye Xiwen, invincible and boundless momentum rolled out an incredible terrible storm.

The sword intention in Ye Xiwen's hands began to climb a little bit of divinity, and even incorporated the sword intention into the divinity, and began to boil again, slashing towards Fan Ming.

"Boom!" The blow was terrifying. The two terrifying powers almost swept into two terrible storms and collided in the sky, spreading apart. Many masters of the half-step legendary seven-fold sword mound were given birth to this terrifying power. He flew out.

The power of terror swept over Ye Xiwen, but there was no way to bombard Ye Xiwen, who had just broken through to the fifth level of "Ba Ji Ju".

Fan Ming retreated several steps, the power of terror caused him to suffer some internal injuries, and almost spit out blood.

Ye Xiwen recovered faster, so he rushed faster. In just an instant, he has been re-emerged again. The sword condensed into a long sword swept down, and the buried sword was held in Ye Xiwen's hand, and in a blink of an eye, he rolled down .

Fan Ming only had time to resist, but how could he stop it, and he was flew out by the force of terror in only a moment.

"Bang!" After Fan Ming directly collapsed a mountain, this stopped, but his bones were crushed by Ye Xiwen's sword.

The masters of the sword tomb saw Ye Xiwen having the upper hand, and they were very excited. Only when Ye Xiwen had the upper hand could they have a chance of survival.

The mountain was broken, the smoke was soaring into the sky, the rocks were going through the clouds, and Fan Ming was a little stunned. He didn't expect that after this shocking blow, it would be the result.

Originally, he was full of confidence, and the younger generation had no rivals at all. The few famous masters in Xuanyuan Temple were not his opponents in his eyes at all. He was invincible, and sooner or later he could embark on the path of supremacy.

But no one expected that Ye Xiwen had the upper hand.

He never thought that Ye Xiwen, who had never been in his eyes, even completely suppressed him.

Prior to this, he was simply domineering, and he looked so tall that he didn't even watch any of his peers in Xuanyuan Hall, let alone the disciples in the Zhenwu Academy that had been in his eyes for a long time.

In fact, as he thought, some of the most famous disciples in the Zhenwu Academy did not come, and neither Juggernaut nor Luo Yihang is just a half-step legend, and they are far from his opponents. This made him look down even more on Zhenwu Academy, but did not expect that he had suffered such a big loss in Ye Xiwen.

With a little movement, the severe pain in his body made him almost breathe, but at this time he couldn't think much about it. He quickly recovered some injuries from his body with a mysterious weapon and held a spear, then returned to Ye Xiwen again.

A spear is like a dragon, getting bigger and bigger in the sky, like a big dragon, pressing down towards Ye Xiwen and screaming in all directions. He didn't dare to stay at this time. Ye Xiwen's terrifying strength no longer needs anyone to say.

As long as anyone with eyes can see it, how dare he underestimate Ye Xiwen.

Ye Xiwen was very calm, and he refused to let Fan Ming go. He finally suppressed him completely, let him have the opportunity to turn over, the sword in his hand shot a sword gas, pierced out, and moved towards Fan Mingheng Pressed down.

"Boom!" The confrontation between the two sides set off a terrible wave of turbulence, sweeping out towards the surroundings, and collapsed the void.

This force swept towards the two, and Ye Xiwen didn't care at all. His physical body was too tyrannical, and he rushed directly from this shocking energy wave.

But Fan Ming was already prepared this time, and quickly retreated, avoiding this terror energy frenzy.

Ye Xiwen chased and killed again, his physical body is much more tyrannical than Fan Ming, and because of this, Ye Xiwen is more aggressive, Fan Ming needs to pay attention to many places, constantly trying to fight Ye Xiwen, but But he did not dare to face Ye Xiwen directly, but Ye Xiwen was different. Ye Xiwen tried his best to fight the opponent.

Ye Xiwen firmly believes that a few duels can completely bombard each other. The strength is determined by many aspects, and it is for this reason, so when Ye Xiwen's physical strength is to a certain extent, it will show an overwhelming advantage.

"Poison Dragon Drill!" Fan Ming shouted angrily, and the spear instantly evolved into a poison dragon. Numerous auras gathered towards the spear and rushed to Ye Xiwen in an instant. He wanted to kill Ye Xiwen.

A burst of fine flash in Ye Xiwen's eyes finally discovered Fan Ming's flaws. This trick was obviously not yet practiced. Although the power was great, it also revealed a flaw. Although only a trace, but for Ye Xiwen The flaw in this point is large enough.

The long sword in his hand pierced in an instant, and the bursting swordmand directly defeated the gun gas from Duron's drill, and pierced it directly.

"Poof!" Fan Ming Jianyi pierced and exploded directly into a blood rain.

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