Chapter 2564: Battle

Actually it is this heavy treasure. After Ye Xiwen knows it, he can't help but win. This kind of treasure is almost one of the most important treasures of the Yaozu, just like the role and symbolism of the four treasures of the Wenfang for Confucianism.
However, compared to the four treasures of the Wenfang, it is not known how much tyrannical.
Although it is only broken, if it can be completely immersed completely, it is almost no less than his Wanfa roulette.
Moreover, it is completely different from the Wanfa Roulette. This is what he personally practised. Now he has not yet fully formed. At that time, nature is incomparable with him. This is like the Tianyuan mirror to Ye Xiwen.
The more he refining, the more violent the thunder is, because he has already felt that the years of connection between himself and the enchanting scorpion have suddenly broken, and he has been violently separated. .
He suddenly became shocked. How could this be possible? He has been practicing enchanting for thousands of years. It is impossible to be refining in such a short period of time. Otherwise, he will live on the dog for so many years.
But no matter what, his connection with the enchanting scorpion is indeed disconnected, and it is impossible to sense the situation of enchanting sorrow. Every time he tries to sense, he can feel a shocking sigh of relief, and he must directly rush. Into his mind, so that he did not dare to do more.
His eyes are extremely cold. If this is the case, then only Ye Xiwen will be killed. After killing him, no matter what, the enchanting will definitely return to his hands.
"Since you are looking for death, don't blame me!" The trenches were cold and sneering, and no matter how many monsters that had been tangled up around, the infinite warfare rushed out and filled out, forming behind him. A huge illusion, that is his ancestor of the Holy Family. War Saint.
Splitting the heavens and the earth, reversing the time, one palm shot down, the sky is falling apart, every finger is made up of the law of hundreds of millions of roads, just like wrapping the heavens into it, letting Ye Xiwen escape inescapably inescapably .
The strength of the trenches naturally does not have to be said, tyrannical and outrageous.
Ye Xiwen is still moving, above his palm. The enchanting temperament is constantly spinning, constantly struggling, and wants to escape from Ye Xiwen’s hand.
Ye Xiwen only cut off the connection between him and the trenches. In fact, it is far from being refining, and now it is in constant refining.
His whole body, there was a big shattered sound everywhere, and the sky was under strong pressure, and there was a crack together. It seems that this world is really going to destroy the general.
On the occasion of this millennium, there was a sword light on his head. Rushing up, every pore of his mouth is spurting his sword, and he is madly gathering into the sword light on top of his head, forming a giant sword. Fall down.
"Boom!"
A huge roar, Ye Xiwen's swordsman fell, killing countless monsters all the way. Then it fell to the big hand.
That big hand desperately resisted, but how to resist the attack of Ye Xiwen Jianqi, was directly blasted.
This is Ye Xiwen's dominance of the sword. At this time, Ye Xiwen has long been not sticking to one stroke and one style, directly attacking with his tyrannical sword, and there is no more hegemonic sword than this.
I would like to ask how the swordsmanship created by ordinary people can be compared with the one created by the ruled emperor, and even it is not a level at all.
"What swordsmanship is this!" The trenches were shocked. Just now this suggestion broke his offensive. "This kind of sword method, I have never seen it, but it is really too strong!"
The phantom of the saint of war behind him, under the attack of this sword, actually burst into flames.
"I just had a preliminary ritual, I didn't have time to pay attention to you. You still have a chance to escape. Now you want to escape. It's too late!" Ye Xiwen's eyes are shining, he has already completed the ritual, although still Not able to play the power of enchanting, but it is enough for him to recruit the enchanting to the income of the source mirror.
"Give me death!"
He stepped out and directly crossed the barriers of the layers of space, and instantly appeared in front of the trenches. The horrible swords of the whole body rushed into the sky. It seemed to be the same as the heavens and the earth, directly and the big day in the sky. Connected together.
Ye Xiwen's body, countless swordsmanship swept up, filled the world, Jianmang seems to become a strong martial arts master, in the crazy cultivation, with the sword.
This is a world of kendo and a literary world.
The swordsmanship is rushing into the sky, intertwined, just like the latitude and longitude lines between the heavens and the earth. There are infinitely arrogant masters of swordsmanship that are swept out of madness. These swordsmen have not even fallen down, just the residual swordsman Actually, the defense on the trenches has been broken down layer by layer.
The body suffocation did not have any effect at all, and it collapsed.
Then the sword mang fell slowly, and he was completely killed in one go, without giving him any chance to be born again.
"It turned out to be the martial arts that dominated the emperor. No wonder you are so crazy!" The trench is not a leisurely generation. Although his age is far from the legendary battle against the sky, he quickly guessed it. The origin of Ye Xiwen’s sword method.
The sword that dominated the emperor's ruler, that year was the one who swept the other side, and the coalition army killed was frightened.
But he didn't worry. On the contrary, he laughed again. "It's really helping me, and there are people who can bring the martial arts of the emperor level to the door. We should be happy in the holy family!"
He said that there was a snow-white battle suit on his body. This is the invincible school that their family relied on to sweep the world. With this white warrior, his strength grew wildly compared to the one he just came. Said that living has grown a lot.
Ye Xiwen’s sword fell, and there was a large part of the leaked sword. He was absorbed into his life by his suit, and then transformed into his power and became even stronger.
The heavens and the earth seem to have created a gap. His white coat absorbs all the energy between the heavens and the earth, and then it is poured into his body. This makes his whole body’s infinite warfare sweeping open, and Ye Xiwen’s clothes are all Blowing hunting.
"I can force his shirt to be forced out. For many years, you are the first one, you can die under my shirt. It is your honor!" The trenches said coldly, the infinite power was poured down and let The suffocation of his body became more and more intense.
Ye Xiwen looked at the snow-white suit on the trenches, and his face was hard to face up. The mana of the trenches was skyrocketing, but at this time his face was a bit pale, not like a living person, but like a ghost. general.
At this moment, he is the only between heaven and earth, and is the master of everything between heaven and earth.
Ye Xiwen opened the eyes of redemption. He clearly saw that the material of the snow-white suit on the trenches was not an ordinary material, but a small time, maybe one hundred billion, or one trillion. All of them are small ones.
In these small worlds, a very splendid civilization has been drilled, and every attack on him will be absorbed by many worlds on his white snowsuit.
These worlds formed a snow white suit, which protected him and completely blocked Ye Xiwen’s offensive.
"It's my turn, Ye Xiwen. If you escaped, you will forget it. Now you still dare to come back. If you really have a path to heaven, you can't go. There is no door to hell. You come in and look for death!" One tear, all of a hand will be a hand knife, inserted into the body of Ye Xiwen.
"This warfare has some meaning!" Ye Xiwen raised his hand and banged it out.
When his fists came out, the world was bursting with the sky, covering the sky.
"Just by you, I want to stop me, and give me death today!" At this time, the war was sore and angry, his palm suddenly changed, and it became a terrible school.
This blow was really like a catastrophe. The unpredictable did not give Ye Xiwen any time to escape, and instantly reached Ye Xiwen’s head.
"when!"
A loud noise, behind Ye Xiwen, the devil's wing suddenly stretched out, and he was protected into it, resisting this overwhelming blow.
However, when Ye Xiwen was separated again, he saw that the surrounding environment had completely changed and turned into a huge battlefield. This is the country created by the trenches. This country is the cohesion of his martial arts will.
There is a shouting sound everywhere. It is the battle he had experienced in the past. He has condensed these memories into these battlefields. Although it is different from the orthodox country, this is the power of their secret sacred sacred family. endless.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Numerous shouts of killing sounds, like breaking through the sky. Countless rifles have been stabbed in all directions, and Ye Xiwen has been stabbed into a hedgehog.
"when!"
"when!"
"when!"
These long guns seem to be just the environment, but when they are stabbed, they are real, not fake. They are just that these long guns are not close to Ye Xiwen’s body. All of them are blocked by the blood-colored light curtains hanging from Tianyuan. It is impossible to enter.
Ye Xiwen sneered aloud: "Only this level? Where did the power of sneak attack me go, or do you only be able to raid like this?"
Ye Xiwen looked at the trenches of the high, and said ridiculously.
The war was so angry that his face was iron, but his strength was gathering, turning into an amazing battle, and falling down.
"Speak big, die for me!"
That boundless power suddenly fell down. (To be continued.)
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