Martial God Space

And Qi Feifan and others have also found a master of the Holy Land as an opponent, and the battle has begun.

"Arrogance!"

"Clang!" Ye Xiwen snorted silently, silently, the iron sword clan cried in his hand, this was just an ordinary iron sword, I don't know where Ye Xiwen was brought from, but in Ye Xiwen's hands , But it has great power.

Sword Qi rushed into the sky, straight into the bullfight, and shattered all the clouds.

A sword stabs out, tearing through the sky, the sound of Zheng Ming is endless, an ordinary iron sword, like a fairy sword at the moment, is infinitely powerful. The so-called grass and trees can be used as swords. Ye Xiwen has finally felt it now. Some of this realm is out of reach.

"Boom!" The blood-dressed boy sneered. The spear in his hand was empty in the air, breaking a large piece of empty space. It was terrifyingly terrible. He was covered with bloody light like a blood coat.

"Boom!" Ye Xiwen's sword and the blood-coat son's spear slammed into each other, the sky shattered, the universe reversed, and chaos leaked from the fragments.

The fighting power of the two was superb, as if the two big stars suddenly collided together, Mars hit the earth, and the sky collapsed.

The blood-skinned man was horrified to find that his arms were tingling, completely suppressed by Ye Xiwen. This was something that had never happened before. He didn't know how long he had practiced the Flying Star Gate, day and night They all use the power of the stars in the world to quench the body, and they are assisted by supreme exercises. Although they are rarely revealed, the physical body is indeed very strong. Later, I got the exercises like "Ming Ling Blood Emperor Gong", and the physical body was even better. On the first floor, few people can compete with themselves, let alone be suppressed.

"The two are up and down, this is really a match for the opponent, will meet Liangcai!" Some of the warriors watching from a distance asked.

Compared to them, they were still more confident in the Blood-Clad Son. After all, Ye Xiwen was strong, but the people who defeated the killers were all half-holy. After all, there was no Holy Realm strongman, but the Blood-Clad Son was in front of them. The ancestral ancestor of Dayue Kingdom was torn apart.

But I didn't expect to really fight, but it was evenly divided.

"Brush!" The two figures were staggered, standing on top of each other, facing each other far away, with an incomprehensible power.

"Very good, very good, you are very strong, but this is also good. Absorbing the blood from your body can make me go further and become the king!" After being surprised, the blood-dressed boy was not afraid, on the contrary , More crazy.

Ye Xiwen's eyes are cold, and there is an unimaginable coldness rolling in it. This blood-dressed man makes him disgusted: "It's not enough to crook the evil way!"

"Huh, crooked way, what kind of people do you know, I am the strongest, I am the most talented, the most qualified person to inherit the big position, as long as you can achieve the purpose of this master, what means, as long as you can Practicing the ghost spirit blood emperor gong, even for the people in Tuguang's world!" The blood-dressed boy showed a cruel smile on his face. The massacre may not be more difficult for him than stepping on a bunch of ants. .

"Less ink, you are nothing more than a coward, you have lost your upright confidence!" Ye Xiwen shook his head, somewhat disdainful and pitiful.

"You are looking for death!" Ye Xiwen's words seemed to touch a string in the heart of the blood-dressed boy, and suddenly the cruel killing in his eyes boiled.

"boom!"

The spear was on top of the mountain, the mountain crumbled, the air boiled violently, and it began to gradually become red, and a ray of bloody coercion swept through the air. Wherever it passed, the space broke apart and was crushed. For fragments.

Ye Xiwen's long sword turned into the sky. Compared with the horrible power of the blood-dressed son, Ye Xiwen was as ordinary as his sword. Just a straight piercing out of the sword was a breakthrough. Any terrible offensive was on him. Under the ordinary iron sword.

"When!" A huge gold-iron symphony sounded, and the tip of the sword and the spear suddenly collided together. The two were like two powerful gods fighting on the ground. The power of terror pushed both of them back a few steps. Under his feet, he stepped on the space and thundered.

The murderous sky, the two gestures vigorously heavy, but the action is amazingly fast, in just a moment, they have exchanged a hundred moves with each other, the action is as fast as lightning, puncturing the air.

The aftermath of the two people's confrontation directly flattened countless hills. For this space, the two people's confrontation is simply a catastrophic disaster. One carelessness may be the end of the whole space.

Everyone was shocked, especially the younger generation of warriors, who could actually see this level of fighting. Compared with them, they and others are really ordinary. Such fighting power is enough to be honored in the early days of the Holy Land, and Compared with the two, they seem too ordinary.

"Zheng!"

In a short period of time, the two sides have fought more than a hundred moves, and each move Ye Xiwen has almost no gorgeous moves, just a straight sword, but always attacking the bloody clothes must be saved, making him unable to deal with Ye Xiwen. Launch a large-scale offensive.

To the horror of the Blood-Clad Son, he found that he had been suppressed, his arms were tingling, and it was not the kind of tingling that could be eliminated in real time.

"Qiao!" A metal tremolo rose from the sky and blew into the sky. Ye Xiwen did not give the blood-dressed son a chance to breathe. It was another epee, and he rolled towards the blood-dressed son.

Ye Xiwen is taking the road of wide open and wide open, basically straight, straight crush, beheaded, nothing fancy at all.

Long sword reached Ye Xiwen's hand, there was no sword move at all, just basic sword move, but in Ye Xiwen's hand, there was great power to destroy the world and swept toward Chitian.

"When!" The blood-dressed son had to meet him, and at this time he could not show any weakness.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The two sides went straight, without any fancy and magnificence, and some only collided with red fruit, in front of such a force, no one had another way.

The blood-dressed son was so forced against Ye Xiwen that he was completely forced by Ye Xiwen. Ye Xiwen's sword and sword were quick and ruthless, giving him almost no chance of breathing.

Although one trick is very simple, but it must be taken. Ye Xiwen can take him one stroke without dying, but if he takes Ye Xiwen with a sword, he must be hacked to death.

After fighting so many moves, he can be considered to have figured out. Ye Xiwen's physical body is too strong, and he does not know what special physique it is, so that he is afraid to fight against Ye Xiwen's iron sword.

Countless warriors watching in the distance are also dumbfounded. This is just the beginning. This battle is completely beyond their expectations. Not only is it not the blood-coat son, but Ye Xiwen, and Ye Xiwen also gradually takes the blood-coat son. Suppressed.

"What kind of physique is this Ye Xiwen, how could it be so terrible, I think that the blood-dressed man didn't even dare to take his move, the spear and his iron sword just walked away with one touch, even so, I see his hands still Shaking trembling!"

"It's called a domineering body, it is said to be a very powerful physique, not even the body of the Titan!"

Some people explained that the war in the Zhenwu Academy was gradually known, and Ye Xiwen became famous.

Ye Xiwen's face did not change, but his heart was slightly anxious, because the blood-dressed boy was too cunning, not as rampant and indifferent as his appearance.

After discovering that fighting hard with himself would only result in a loss, he soon changed to a guerrilla tactic. He would leave immediately and never fight. His body style was also extremely fast, and Ye Xiwen was not opening the wings of the demon now. There is no way to improve to the fastest in Shanghai, and there is no way to catch up with him, otherwise, he would have been killed by a sword.

"Drink!" Ye Xiwen shouted suddenly, and shot suddenly. The iron sword turned into a real dragon, smashing the void, and striking everything, and the arrogant sword gas shattered everything.

The so-called long sword is in my hand. This is what I have in the world. Although Ye Xiwen is not sword repair, but the long sword is in hand, it is no different from the general sword repair.

"Boom!" The sword fell sideways, all directions shattered, and the world collapsed. This sword was vast, but the speed was also extremely fast.

Ye Xiwen has fully urged the long sword in his hand, and the essence of the Burial Sky Sword has been exerted to the extreme in his hands. Although it is just an ordinary iron sword, although it is only a common hack, he has really mastered the sword. At this time, it will be as if ruining the world.

"Poof!" The sword was almost as fast as the blood-clad son could not react to it. A sword pulled a terrible wound on his body.

The blood spattered out and sprayed into the air.

Ye Xiwen moved too fast. Between the electric light and the flint, most people could not clearly see the movement between the two. They only saw the blood splashing out, and they did not know who was injured.

Countless people widened their eyes, seeing this scene, everyone was almost not scared to death, if any, before the war, almost everyone was more optimistic about the blood-dressed son, compared with the Zhengwu Academy. Ye Xiwen, who came back, said that the blood-dressed son who had been here for a long time seemed to be stronger and more cruel.

Even many people who blindly trust the blood-clad son think that the blood-clad son will win.

But now the first injured is not Ye Xiwen but the blood-dressed son, which can not help but surprise them.

"The blood-dressed son is injured, how is it possible!" Countless people were horrified in their hearts. Seeing this scene, it was a chill that rushed into the brain from the head, watching Ye Xiwen's slightly thin figure, and his heart was awe and awe.

"You completely irritated me!" The blood-dressed boy said incredulously as he looked at the wound on his body in disbelief.(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.)