Martial God Space

Ye Xiwen just looked at Feng Wuying lightly. On the contrary, Feng Wuying's face was a bit ugly at this time. He always thought highly of himself, but Ye Xiwen's words were like hitting his face.

He took pride in himself and hid in the void with the secret method of the Phoenix family. He thought no one could find it, but he was seen through by Ye Xiwen at a glance. Thinking again, there are so many powerful people concentrated on this planet. It is impossible to hide them.

It's because I was too big.

But what kind of character he is, just a moment, he has sorted out his mood, and then looked at Ye Xiwen and said: "It is a good method. When I meet, I will shake my heart with words, but it is just a sharp mouth. , That is simply not enough!"

Ye Xiwen was very indifferent. He was not surprised that Feng Wuying could see through his calculations so easily. On the contrary, if he could not see through, he would be disappointed. A few people who could grow to this point were idiots. It’s just that many people are acting arrogantly, their own strength is invincible, and there are powerful forces behind them, so they don’t bother to use this calculation to deal with the enemy.

As long as the opponent is defeated with tyranny, isn't it alright?

Many people think so!

"See through? That's nothing, anyway, I haven't thought about what this method can do!" Ye Xiwen admitted directly with a bachelor.

At this time, all the talents finally reacted. The confrontation between the two people's words, since each has an organic front, wants to beat the other's state of mind, starting from the language.

"I heard that Feng Zong failed in your hands?" Feng Wuying looked at Ye Xiwen coldly.

"It's really useless waste, but it fell to the hands of a human race!" Feng Wuying's words stood high above him, like a god, and he didn't take Ye Xiwen's eyes into consideration.

"Ye Kuang and Ye Qiong were all seriously injured by you?" Ye Xiwen didn't answer Feng Wuying's words, but asked about Ye Kuang and Ye Qiong.

Feng Wuying glanced at Ye Xiwen, and did not mean to deny it on this issue. He nodded and said, "I did it. Whatever, but it's just a ants like ants who dare to stand in front of me, then Don't blame me!"

Feng Wuying's tone is still high. Perhaps in addition to the Phoenix and Dragon races, such hidden powerful races, human races, such as human races, are naturally not in his eyes.

From the bottom of his heart, he couldn't understand the qualifications of these frail ants like ants, who had the right to dominate the situation on the barren ancient continent and became one of the four strong tribes.

Since he was born, he is already a transcendental strength, and his bloodline is also very noble. Like all innate races, the innate strength almost determines their achievements in this life.

He always feels that his success is entirely born, everything is like eating and drinking water, what is natural is to reach the heaven and earth, and rightly enters the heaven and earth, like the human race. Struggling, out of countless people, how to survive a weak race of the strongest human beings, how to survive, is a puzzle for him.

There is even a trace of deep disgust in his eyes. Everyone has his own position. Weak ants, since they have been ants since birth, then just continue to be their own ants, why not Struggling to climb up so disgustingly.

"Ant?" Ye Xiwen looked at him coldly. Perhaps the relationship between him and Ye Kuang was not so deep, but the relationship with Ye Qiong was already very good. He was regarded as a good friend of many leaves. The dome was almost beaten by him. In his eyes, it was just like stepping on a ants, and he didn't feel anything.

"Yes, what is there to defeat a Feng Zong, but it's just a flat-haired beast!" Ye Xiwen sneered, as if he was talking about something unrelated to himself.

Flat-haired beast!

Feng Wuying's face suddenly became brighter. The Phoenix family said that the sky was broken, and many ignorant people worshipped them as innate gods, but if you say this carefully, isn't it flat-breasted beasts?

In the distant times, Phoenix is ​​even claimed to be the head of birds.

Doesn't this seem to be that I assume that I am a flat-haired beast?

And Ye Xiwen's words, not only made Feng Wuying's face suddenly brighter, even the expressions of some other demon clan bosses were exceptionally wonderful at once, flat hair beast, flat hair beast!

Even if they become humanoids, they can't get rid of them. Their prototype is the basic fact of flat-breed beasts. It's just that in the past, who dares to start this matter in front of them, wouldn't it be death?

Although they dismissed the human race, they felt that they were only a slave race. What they were aggrieved is that when they practiced to a deeper level, they also had to become humanoids. Facts have proved that humanoids are really suitable for cultivation. Congenital body.

This contradictory and contempt idea has always existed in the minds of the masters including the demon, sea and Baizu alliance. At this time, when Ye Xiwen said this, it was equivalent to being exposed for a short time. It wasn't completely violent.

"Ye Xiwen, who has a sharp tooth and a sharp mouth, but what is the use of it, in my eyes, your human race is just a group of weak people. Since it is a ants, there should be a fate of ants. Be a ants on the ground. Well, do you still want to become an eagle in the sky?" Feng Wuying looked at Ye Xiwen sarcastically.

He is the beneficiary of blood vein theory, so he is also the fundamental supporter of blood vein.

Faced with his scornful and taunting look, Ye Xiwen was not angry, he had no superior qualifications, nor was it a blood-shattering bloodline, but people who originally claimed to be geniuses and thought they had extraordinary bloodlines fell under his sword.

"Do you think everyone has their own destiny?" Ye Xiwen looked at Feng Wuying. "Even if it is, it is not something you can understand. In my opinion, your destiny is already doomed. Just kneel at my feet!"

Faced with Ye Xiwen's anti-sarcasm, Feng Wuying's pupils suddenly shrank suddenly in his eyes, and suddenly his eyes flashed with fire, and a little Nanming burned away from the fire, as if to burn the sky.

"Why? Do you want to play a game? Then come on. I still have important things to do now. I don't have time to play with you. I want to fight as soon as possible!" Ye Xiwen looked impatient.

This tone is like an adult facing a child who is entangled in playing together, and Ye Xiwen also said with a very realistic expression.

Suddenly there was a lot of laughter around. Although many people knew that Feng Wuying was hard to entangle and could not offend, but Ye Xiwen said that it was really fun, and they couldn't bear it, they laughed, but soon they found out It's not just them who are laughing, but they immediately smiled unscrupulously.

The so-called law does not blame the public, it is like this!

Hearing the ridicule of these people, Feng Wuying's face was suddenly blue and white, and it became more exciting. Only a few language confrontations, he was irritated by Ye Xiwen, but on the contrary, Ye Xiwen faced him. The language attack is still, as if not heard at all, just like the old monk.

The state of mind between the two sides can be seen at a glance.

Since he was born, he is a member of the noble Phoenix family, and is a pure blood Phoenix. Everything seems to be as simple as eating and drinking. It can easily reach the level that many people of ordinary ethnicity cannot do. , So he did not encounter much setbacks at all.

Although there have been some experiences in these years, there are many masters of beheading, and it can even be said that they came out of the bloody sea of ​​corpses, and their minds can also be said to be firm, but Ye Xiwen and others have been practicing from the beginning. In the beginning, there was no comparability between people who fought with people, escaped from death many times, and how many times they saw hope and honed in despair.

If Feng Wuying thought he had great lethality, he thought that Ye Xiwen's fate would be pointed out, but he did not expect that Ye Xiwen was completely indifferent to it, or that he did not agree with this idea at all, on the contrary , I also think that Feng Wuying is really cute!

too young too simple!

If the bloodline can determine everything, shouldn't the most noble in the bloodline now be Ye Xukong, the son of God?

After countless generations, the blood of the gods was actually activated.

But in fact, in the confrontation between the two, Ye Xiwen steadily surpassed Ye Xukong, not to mention that the so-called bloodline talents that had died in Ye Xiwen's hands before were all outstanding geniuses.

"Huh, now you have just experienced a war, and I won't take advantage of you. After three days, can you dare to fight me?" Feng Wuying pressed the depressed feeling that Ye Xiwen said in his heart at this time. Then, with a straight face, his eyes stared at Ye Xiwen.

"There is nothing to be afraid of, but is it just a fight? Is it still a special time?" Ye Xiwen shook his head, so unteaching.

Feng Wuying is really about to vomit blood. He is officially challenging Ye Xiwen. What he said is like street scuffles playing group fights. He can start anytime, anywhere, and it is not worth mentioning.

"Huh, then see you in three days, don't talk about life or death!" He sneered, did not continue to stay, he was afraid that he would be angered by Ye Xiwen, he was completely defeated in the matter of speech confrontation.

Ye Xiwen is like a reef in the sea. No matter how terrible the stormy waves are, he just lets the waves smash themselves on the reef, but he is immobile, and this alone is enough to be terrible.