Martial God Space

Countless attacks engulfed Ye Xiwen in an instant, and everything in the world seemed to have disappeared. All the pictures and all sounds were engulfed. No one cares about anything else, just looking at the void. That figure.

"Is he dead?"

Everyone was expecting this, hoping that the figure in front of him would die.

Today's World War I really gave them too much shock. In the face of Ye Xiwen's strength, they seem to have become the ants that were arbitrarily killed by them in the past, and they have no ability to resist.

Many people have already begun to regret it at this time. If they knew that it would be like this, it would be better to bow their heads and give him some face, that would not eventually become like this.

But at this time, they had no choice. If Ye Xiwen fled, the consequences would be unimaginable, not to mention the human race, and to say that the blame of the God of Creation was simply a weight they could not bear.

Attacking the tour ambassadors of the Dynastic Dynasty is almost equivalent to rebellion. If Ye Xiwen died, no one would say more for him, but if he did not die, then the blame of the Dynastic Dynasty would make these people afraid. .

That behemoth ruled the God of Creation for too long, too long, and no one could compete with it.

"brush!"

An amazing sword awn was chopped out in the void, and these attacks were exploded in an instant. The longer the sword awn was, like the ancient mountains, it fell directly towards the sacred mountain of light.

"Boom!"

With a huge roar, the entire palaces above the Holy Mountain of Light have turned into ashes. Although these palaces have long been refined into magic instruments, they are nothing in front of this sword spirit. Turned into ashes on the spot, even the entire bright mountain of God was cut open to the abyss.

And those formations on the Holy Mountain of Light do not know how much they have been slashed. Those god kings who are hiding in the formations and presided over the formations, the quasi-Emperor has already been slashed into a ball by this time. Blood mist, too late to scream.

This amazing sword mandala came to an end, and all the people finally saw that at the source of the sword mandala, a blue figure floated on the holy mountain of light, holding a long sword, with a somewhat indifferent smile on his face.

"on..."

An emperor had just yelled and hadn't had time to shoot yet, but he saw a cyan figure rushed in front of him without knowing when it was. On top of that cyan figure, Emperor Wudi turned around diligently, three thousand martial arts also It manifested in an instant, and then fell down hard.

"Boom!"

This emperor was too late to be directly hit by Emperor Wudi, and the magical instruments on his body exploded, unable to withstand such terrible forces.

Then his flesh shattered on the spot, but before he could retreat, he reorganized the body, a sword gas broke through the sky, and the sky came and cut him directly.

"boom!"

With a huge roar, the emperor's Yuanshen had not yet escaped, but he was slashed by Ye Xiwen with a sword, and everything was wiped out by Abi Jian's sword spirit.

Today, Ye Xiwen is no longer the time when he first entered the realm of emperors. He has fought with emperors many times and killed many emperors. He already knows what is the most efficient killing.

It is difficult for the emperor's body to be killed in a real sense. Even if there is only one cell, it can be quickly restored, but the emperor's primordial spirit is not so scary.

The emperor's Yuanshen usually hides in every cell in the flesh, and will not kill him at all. Only when the flesh is chopped, will it be condensed first. At this time, it is the best to kill the emperor. Opportunity is also the only opportunity.

Killing the soul, even if the body is immortal, it is useless, and it is like a fall.

Everyone seemed to have just come out of the shock of Ye Xiwen killing the emperor, because they couldn't help them at all, Ye Xiwen was too strong, and his killing speed was too fast, even chasing the other emperors on the spot.

Originally, Ye Xiwen planned to capture the thief to capture the king first, after beheading the stone emperor and the shadow emperor, and then solving the remaining people, but now it seems that other people have not given him the opportunity at all, he immediately changed his mind .

"brush!"

When Ye Xiwen appeared again, it was already in front of the Emperor of Light.

The Holy Emperor of Light was shocked and angry. He had already seen it. Ye Xiwen clearly planned to pick the soft persimmon first, but what made him angry was that he had become the soft persimmon. The anger in his heart could be imagined.

Ye Xiwen could not care about the anger in his heart, but fell down with a sword. If he worked together, the world would be broken, and the enchantment of space on the Bright Holy Mountain would be split in half by this sword in an instant.

Behind the Bright Saint Emperor, the pair of wings flew out directly, blocking the front of this sword.

This is his Taoist weapon, the wing of light. He made his wings into a Taoist weapon, which can become his most advantageous weapon.

"when!"

Jianmang and the Wings of Light collided fiercely, and the world and the earth mourned. It seemed that they couldn't bear such a force, and they collapsed.

The wings of light were trembling, the feathers on them were falling apart. I don’t know how much. The Lord of Lights widened his eyes, and felt the terrifying power of the wings shaking and sweeping.

He took many steps back and forth, still feeling the power of terror raging on him.

At this time he knew for the first time, what terrifying existence the Stone Emperor and Shadow Lord faced, and what terrifying pressure they had.

It is not that these two are too weak, but that this guy is too strong in front of him. No wonder he regards himself as a soft persimmon, because in a sense, he is indeed a soft persimmon.

He may not have regrets in his heart. If he did not resist, he would not have ended like this. No matter how he wins or loses in today's battle, they will be hurt by the bright family.

Who can know that such a powerful figure suddenly appeared among the originally declining human race, if he knew it already, he would not provoke Ye Xiwen.

It's a pity that the human race's weakness in recent years has made him forget the days that developed under the wings of the human race.

It's just that he didn't have time to regret any more at this time. Ye Xiwen had a huge advantage in front of him. The unreasonable killing came up, and another sword fell.

"when!"

Jianmang was once again chopped on the wings, and a huge roar accompanied it, which directly turned into a road pattern.

"puff!"

The Emperor Guangming spurted blood out, and his skill was far superior to the emperor who had been killed by Ye Xiwen's two strokes. In the river.

Coming into battle with Ye Xiwen in person, and when watching the battle next to each other, it is not the same thing at all, it is not the same thing at all.

It was discovered that it was a monster at first.

His figure has not yet stood firm, and Ye Xiwen's third sword has been cut down.

"Boom!"

The wings of Sheng Shengguang were all flew out, but before they flew out, they were caught by Ye Xiwen.

The pair of wings wanted to leave Ye Xiwen on the spot, but saw a seal appearing on Ye Xiwen's hand, and sealed the wings of light on the spot.

Ye Xiwen's cultivation of the devil's wings is also a kung fu in this regard. There is no doubt that in this respect, the light of the Holy Emperor's attainments is also very profound, especially after this pair of wings refining, when Ye Xiwen casts the demon wings again, he can even Directly contend Taoism, and even greatly increase his speed.

After all, the original Ye Xiwen's wings were transformed by the law, after all, there is no way to compare with the composition of this device, and it is still slightly inferior in the ultimate speed.

This is the fundamental reason why Ye Xiwen wanted to put this pair of wings in his pocket.

And without the protection of the wings, the Emperor Guangming flew out on the spot.

"dead!"

Ye Xiwen's fourth sword fell off in an instant, and this time, without the protection of the wings, the Emperor of Light could only gritt his teeth, burn his blood, and resist with all his strength.

"Boom!"

However, there was still no use. The physical body resisted for a while. After struggling for a while, it was still torn by Jianmang on the spot and directly cut into two halves.

"Poof!"

The blood spattered out, and bone debris flew.

The patriarch of the light family, the light emperor, was cut into two halves.

The countless tribes of the bright family on the bright sacred mountain wept when they saw this scene and exclaimed.

But at this time there is no use at all. In this level of war, they have no use at all, nor can they help.

The body of the Holy Emperor of Light also wanted to regroup, and Ye Xiwen's next move had already fallen.

"Boom!"

The powerful body of the Holy Emperor of Light was finally smashed, and the Yuanshen among them was also slashed by a sword behind him.

Ye Xiwen's series of combos is too fast, and it is so fast that everyone hasn't responded and has already beheaded the Holy Saint Emperor of the sixth peak.

When other people reacted, it was too late.

"Fight with him!" At this time, the few remaining emperors of the Ming family were completely mad, and they were forced to such a point that they could not desperately want them.

Now that the Holy Emperor of Light has fallen, no one can rely on them, they can only rely on themselves.

However, as soon as his words fell, Ye Xiwen had already rushed in front of them, rushed into the masters of the Guangming family, and opened the killing ring.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Ye Xiwen's killing efficiency is staggering. In a short period of time, the Guangming family has already suffered heavy losses.