Martial God Space

Thunder and lightning rolled on the ring, but there was no way to go further. Life was blocked outside. Thunder God's phantom, waves of divine power rolled and rolled, but Ye Xiwen's face remained unchanged.

"Ye Xiwen, you will die today!" Pang Yangbo's tender voice was full of chill, which made people tremble, and his face was distorted, and he walked towards Ye Xiwen step by step."Aren't you claiming that the body is invincible? I'll crush your body!"

With each step taken, the phantom of Thor behind him went further, and the force exerted on Ye Xiwen was even greater.

"Crush me? It's up to you. I can drag you to death!" Ye Xiwen smiled slightly and didn't take his words into his heart at all. Such a big move he wanted to keep urging was impossible. Otherwise, He can really be invincible in the domain.

However, Ye Xiwen did not plan to wait for him to run out of time. That would be too boring. To come, he would directly defeat him at his peak, discount his pride, break his confidence, and smash his way. He was more relieved than killing him.

Ye Xiwen's golden divinity is surging and circling, he is confident that unless Pang Yangbo has broken through to the late half-sacred, he will definitely not be his opponent.

Pang Yangbo directly took out a melon seed size, purple Xiaodan, small, but there was a terrifying force overflowing.

"I'm relying on it, it turned out to be Lei Yuan!" Ye Xiwen's mind heard Ye Mo taking a breath of cold air. "What kind of thing did this kid get there?"

Under Ye Mo's explanation, Ye Xiwen realized that such a thing as Lei Yuan is unusually rare. It requires continuous refining countless times to get a little bit of things, which is not something that humans can accomplish, so it is only possible that he Good things gained from that heritage.

Sure enough, after Pang Yangbo swallowed the source of thunder, the surroundings instantly turned into a sea of ​​thunder and lightning. The endless thunder and lightning were dense and almost filled the entire ring. Ye Xiwen’s body was instantly covered by thunder and lightning. Lightning strikes Ye Xiwen like a whip.

Ye Xiwen's Thunder God phantom immediately seemed to have been greatly stimulated by it. He was taller and taller, more solid, and came straight towards Ye Xiwen.

Countless people around could no longer see clearly what was happening in the field, and they were covered by endless lightning. Although they didn’t know what Pang Yangbo swallowed in the end, they also knew that it should be a very anti-sky thing in order to kill Ye Xiwen. He was out, did he have such a big hatred with Ye Xiwen,

"Is this your strongest gesture? See me break you directly!" Ye Xiwen's cold voice came from the lightning sea.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

On the ring, in the sea of ​​lightning, a series of terrifying blasts accompanied by endless horrific storms swept out, sweeping away those lightnings from time to time, letting people see clearly what happened, but even so, because of time It’s too short, but in a short moment, everyone can only see two scary figures fighting, one purple and one golden, fighting in mid-air, Ye Xiwen even fights with Thor’s empty shadow with bare hands, without the slightest timidity , And the wind never fell.

"Qiao!" There was another extremely loud sound of the sword coming out of the sheath, followed by a terrifying sword that overflowed the people watching around, even though the enchantment on the ring could still feel the sharp sword Immediately rushed to the face, straight to kill them all.

"Burial sword!"

"Burial sword!"

"Buried Sky Sword!"

With a loud roar, the sound of ''' became more and more heavy, and the sword gas became more and more dignified, which was interspersed with Pang Yangbo's angry roar.

"Boom!" A sky-shattering sword condensed in the void, where everyone's eyes condensed into a large sword with a length of several feet, and instantly fell towards the looming purple phantom in the lightning.

"Boom!" The whole ring rumbling, even under this sword's intention, broke apart.

Everyone was stunned. You should know that the materials used to lay the ring are extremely hard materials. The masters below the Holy Land have not set a precedent for cutting the ring. Ye Xiwen has set a precedent.

Lightning quickly dissipated after this blow, a small figure was instantly blasted out, and a spit of blood spewed out, and the blood contained the power of thunder and lightning.

It hit the pillar of the ring fiercely and broke the pillar, which stopped the flying force.

And in the middle of the ring, the original huge Thunder God Shadow was actually nailed to the ground by a giant sword with a height of several feet. After the giant sword nailed the Thunder God Shadow, the power of terror will split the entire ring into Two halves, that kind of strength can be imagined.

Thor was moaning painfully under the sword, and the purple thunder was flowing out of Thor's body like blood.

Everyone looked at this scene with dumbfounded eyes.

Although everyone knows that this should be just a phantom, but although it is only a phantom, it is also an arrogant phantom. No one in the same level can compete.

But now he was directly nailed to the ground by Ye Xiwen, groaning painfully, which subverted their three views and subverted their usual views.

In their eyes, this is no different from direct slaughter.

Ye Xiwen stands above the hilt of the long sword, but underneath is the moan of the phantom of Thor, this scene is an unparalleled rush for everyone.

Among the audience, Hua Menghan smiled a little on his face, his eyes slightly blurred.

"How is it possible? This is impossible!" Pang Yangbo's small face was full of incredible expressions. Although he was young, he was killed all the way. He was too young, so he was always questioned, so The thing that annoys him the most is that others talk about his age. Ye Xiwen just stabbed him in this dead spot, which caused his anger.

But in the past few years of battle, no one has been able to force him to show the phantom of Thor, let alone defeat the Thor that he summoned, nail the Thor directly to the ground, and groan in pain.

He always felt that he was invincible, but Ye Xiwen broke his invincible confidence. Even if he summoned Thor, he was still not an opponent in front of Ye Xiwen.

"Why is this happening, why is this happening? Didn't they all say that I am the first and the oldest wizard of all ages? I should be invincible. The Dasheng is just for me to pick things up!" Pang Yangbo is about to fall into a frenzy, the stronger The more people have beliefs that are difficult for ordinary people to understand, they will never change if they believe a little. This belief is the driving force in most cases, but once a setback occurs, this belief will be converted into obsession, Difficult to cross.

"The first and oldest wizard of ancient and modern times!" Ye Xiwen's mouth slightly picked up and smiled. Pang Yangbo was held up to heaven. From ancient times to the present, there are so many amazing characters.

The Raytheon under Ye Xiwen finally couldn't bear it, completely turned into particles, and died with the wind.

The sword under his feet also disappeared, and Ye Xiwen fell to the ground calmly, glanced at Pang Yangbo, turned around and left, regardless of Pang Yangbo.

Many of the disciples in the Xuanyuan Temple were glaring at Ye Xiwen, but they did not dare to prevent Ye Xiwen from leaving. This battle broke Pang Yangbo's arrogant arrogance, and at the same time interrupted the arrogance of the disciples of these Xuanyuan Hall. There are two heavenly arrogances in Ye Xiwen's hands. As long as Ye Xiwen is not defeated one day, the momentum of the Xuanyuan Temple will be one day short of Dwarf Zhenwu Academy.

The disciples of the Zhenwu Academy around them all showed pride on their faces. This month could be regarded as suffocating them. Pang Yangbo made it clear that they would not put Zhenwu Academy in their eyes. Although they said that they came to Ye Xiwen, their faces Why was it so good on Shanghai?

It's just that they are not Pang Yangbo's opponents, and even those who dare to go up are defeated by the hands of your arm.

Ye Xiwen now taught Pang Yangbo like a child, which made them feel very comfortable.

Ye Xiwen's name, resounded through the Wind Dragon City for the first time and entered the eyes of countless forces in the Wind Dragon City.

"This time you've ruined his lesson!" Hua Menghan smiled and said, Ye Xiwen gave a hard lesson to Pang Yangbo. Her anger also disappeared a lot.

"Children are too arrogant and bad!" Ye Xiwen smiled lightly. He didn't mean to kill Pang Yangbo. Unlike the second god, he had no reason to kill Pang Yangbo.

And the most important thing is that Ye Xiwen feels faintly feeling that there is a Sacred Realm master's mind swept through. It is the Sacred Realm Master of the Xuanyuan Temple. He has been staring at this battle closely. He will not let Ye Xiwen succeed, at least not here. .

In a place like Fenglong City, the forces are intricate, and many forces in the real martial arts are crisscrossing here, fighting openly.

It is precisely because many forces are fighting here that they can maintain a fragile balance in Fenglong City and prevent a certain force from swallowing him, otherwise the strength of Fenglong City, the Zhenwu Academy, or the Xuanyuan Hall and so on Forces, any one can easily annex him.

The master of the Holy Realm should be the master of the Xuanyuan Temple stationed in the Wind Dragon City. Of course, he will not watch Pang Yangbo killed. He can only watch the battle before, but they will never stand by when he enters the battle of life and death.

Conversely, if you lose yourself, the masters of the Zhenwu Academy in the city will not stand idly by!

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