Martial God Space

Everyone looked at the door one by one, but who was that domineering figure, but not the Supreme Master Huang Wuji?

Huang Wuji walked in. Everyone couldn't believe it. He couldn't believe it. This person would be Huang Wuji!

Huang Wuji severely hit the coma. There are a few of them who do not know, even the specific situation is clear.

Many famous doctors have already diagnosed and confirmed that there is no way at all. For intractable diseases, they may have a way to use some prescriptions, but in the face of such bruises, there is no way to go beyond their ability to tender. .

So almost everyone thought that the governor basically had no chance to wake up again. When Ye Xiwen appeared, everyone thought that if he was the governor, it would be acceptable.

Who knows, after Ye Xiwen pulled out the devil's spy, he didn't mean to be the ruler. On the contrary, Huang Wuji actually woke up.

With the awakening of Huang Wuji, and the return of Ye Xiwen, everyone seemed to have recovered the backbone of the main body, as if they had returned to the world and drove those overlords out of the territory to calm down the Zhenwu Academy one by one.

Although the strength of the Zhenwu Academy at that time was definitely not comparable to the strength accumulated more than a hundred years later, but at that time, it was recognized as the most glorious time.

"During this time, because of my relationship, it made everyone worried. It's really embarrassing!" At this time, Huang Wuji's Shi Shiran walked in and sat on the position of the master of the palace. When I came out, I almost died before getting injured.

"The master of the house is all right now is the blessing of our Zhenwu Academy!"

"That's right, with the Lord of the House, we are the backbone of the Lord!"

"Great!"

Everyone talked about it in a hurry. Under Ye Xiwen's powerful deterrent and Huang Jiji's accumulated power for many years, everyone accepted the return of Huang Wuji.

But before waiting for everyone to say more, a powerful magical energy shrouded it. The terrifying magical energy set off a stormy wave, and even infiltrated into the enchanting hall of enchantment.

"The demon worshippers are here!"

"Rampant, dare to attack our school!"

"Fuck, these demons are arrogant!"

Suddenly, a burst of shouts came from inside the hall. Everyone didn't expect that the demon worshipped dare to attack the Zhenwu Academy.

In the past period, there was fierce competition between the worship of the Demon and the Zhenwu Academy in the Zhenwu world, but they did not dare to attack the Zhenwu Academy.

After all, the Zhenwu Academy had powerful enchantments and formations left over from its predecessors. When the Feathering Education carried countless troops, it was defeated by the Zhenwu Academy instead.

It is enough to see that the Zhenwu Academy is different from the terrible details of other forces, so they can still be assured, but they do not want to, these demons worship dare to rush to the Zhenwu Academy.

It's arrogant.

"Come out with me to see what other means these demon heads have!" Huang Wuji stood up from the seat, and suddenly, a devil's hand, actually torn the sky, and grabbed Huang Wuji, who was above. go with.

This devil's hand is accompanied by terrible magic and coercion, and all the big brothers are firmly crushed into position, and can only move completely under the pressure of this devil's hand.

"Look for death!" Huang Wuji's body swept with a tremendous sword and chopped directly towards the devil's hand. The real martial stone sword on his body almost automatically resisted at once.

Jianmang stood fiercely on top of the devil's hand and set off a tremendous wave of anger. Jianmang chopped in directly. The demon hand was broken open on the spot, tearing a huge wound.

"Roar!" There was a huge roar behind the crack, "Magic implement? There can be this level of magical implement? Damn, dare to hurt this seat!"

However, while roaring, the magic hand kept taking back. He just ate a big loss of Zhenwu Stone Sword, he was not stupid.

"Want to go, have you asked me?" Ye Xiwen's eyes flicked, almost instantaneously, and his big hand caught in the void, grabbing fiercely on this magic hand, and the magic hand burned instantly. Countless raging flames want to burn Ye Xiwen's hands, but Ye Xiwen doesn't care at all. This level of flame is nothing compared to the Nanming fire from him.

"Come here!" Ye Xiwen put a sudden force, and a huge figure in the suddenly torn open space was pulled over by life. It was actually a demon of a hermit clan, tall, but at this time it was like a small one. The chicken was average, and Ye Xiwen grabbed it and fell to the ground.

"boom!"

There was a huge roar, and the body of the original demon came into close contact with the ground. The entire body was passed by Ye Xiwen's great power, and the whole body seemed to fall apart.

"Original Demon Race!" Everyone looked at this ancestor of the original Demon Race in horror. Even if they just looked at it from afar, they could feel a monstrous demonic energy flying from their bodies.

It's totally unimaginable. Just now, if it wasn't for the Zhenwu Stone Sword who had the Lord of the House to stop him, I was afraid that with this claw, none of the high-level officials of the Zhenwu Academy present could escape.

Although they still don't know how terrible this ancestor of the original Demon Clan is, it is obviously much more tyrannical than the previous Lord of Magic Moon Peak.

"You little humans..." This ancestor of the original Devil still wanted to growl, but he saw a foot directly kicked from the sky onto the top of his head.

"Boom!"

His head was suddenly smashed into the floor tiles, and directly hit a big hole.

"Unexpectedly, you people can even come in!" Ye Xiwen glanced at him and said."Honestly explain, how much has come this time, how many of you are in the real martial arts world, and how many strongholds are there, all have explained it!"

"You little human, please don't think..." The ancestor of the original Demon Clan still wanted to have a hard mouth, and Ye Xiwen stepped on it with another foot. Suddenly, there was a severe pain, as if the entire head had to be squashed.

"Less nonsense, I don't know how much you have killed in the early days of heaven and mankind, and tell me well, otherwise, I will make you worse than life!" Ye Xiwen said with a face, too lazy to talk to him Say something.

At this time, this ancestor of the original demon clan that was extremely proud, this only reacted.

This time I was afraid that it was an iron plate, or a terrifying iron plate.

He originally thought that conquering this inferior plane was not difficult at all, but the strongest was the plane of detachment. For him, there was no difficulty at all. Who knows, there is such a terrible one among them Guy.

The devil in the early days of Heaven and Man didn’t even know how much he killed. If someone else said this, he must not believe it, but if this human race said it, he believed it, because he was just taken lightly by this human. Falling down, there is little to fight back.

Such strength is indeed qualified to say such things.

But then he was even more horrified. The ancestor of heaven and man, even in the Devil Realm, belongs to a group of people with high weight. It is not easy for even the Devil to see one, not to mention killing How much.

"Impossible, I would never say it!" He kept roaring and was trampled by a human under his feet, it was a shame.

"That being the case, you have no value, go to die!" Ye Xiwen said, kicking his head to life with a kick.

"Go, go out and see, how many demon heads are coming to die!" Ye Xiwen finished, his figure had disappeared into the void.

At this time, the crowd seemed to have just reacted. They couldn't believe it. The devil, who had no help at all, was killed in Ye Xiwen's hands.

And listening to the meaning in this discourse, Ye Xiwen didn't know how many demon heads of this level had been killed. Everyone couldn't help but have a feeling of coldness in the back. I haven't seen it for more than a hundred years. Ye Xiwen has grown to make them all even connected. There is no qualification to look up.

Many people are fortunate in their hearts. Fortunately, they did not fight against Ye Xiwen just now. Otherwise, they all add up together and are probably not Ye Xiwen’s opponents.

"It's so strong, the younger brother is really strong to an incredible extent now!" Bai Jiansong has completely calmed the tumbling blood in his body at this time, and his injury has almost recovered.

I just listened to him before, but now what I saw with my own eyes is far from being comparable when I heard it.

The hearts of the people were even more emotional and mixed, but fortunately, Ye Xiwen is now in their camp.

Such a powerful fighting force is from their camp, and they feel much relieved in their hearts.

For a long time, the crowd reacted and followed, but at this time, they saw Ye Xiwen standing in the void, standing on their backs, the magic wind turned into a wind, and his clothes hunted and hunted.

His eyes looked like a torch, sweeping into the endless shadows of the endless magic clouds in the sky.

Wherever Ye Xiwen's eyes were, those demon heads, no matter how deep they hid, would be immediately photographed.

Ye Xiwen's eyes are like a magic mirror. Wherever he goes, there is nowhere to hide the devil's head, and he can't hide at all.

"Little Brother!" At this time, Huang Wuji came to Ye Xiwen's side. At this time, he could also feel that a violent breath in the void was crushed, far exceeding the worship he had known in the past. The power of magic.

Except for Ye Xiwen, only he with Zhenwu Stone Sword could cope with it.