Chapter 364: Killing Fan Ming [three more, seeking subscription]

~.-~The 364th chapter kills Fan Ming
The strength of these two people far exceeds the imagination of all people. Even these elites, compared with these two people, still have a big gap. It should not be said that except for Juggernaut, others and these two People have already had a gap that is ups and downs. If they change up, they may not be able to stop this trick.
None of the people present was not very stunned, and they were all stunned by the younger generation, but they had such a big gap with them.
The void is like the surface of the water. In the bombardment of the two people, it is constantly fluctuating. Both of them have done their best, there is terrible power, and the majestic real element is boiling.
Everyone knows that this time life and death are pinned on Ye Xiwen's body. Once Ye Xiwen is defeated, they will also be defeated, and if Ye Xiwen is fine, they will be fine.
The two men killed all the way into the void. The two figures were not very tall, but they formed a huge shock in the void. You come and go, the miraculous miracle that is emanating, almost sweeping the whole sea. It’s up.
"boom!"
The Scorpio was cracked apart, and the two men were killed from the gap of the void. Fan Ming’s face was unusually embarrassed. He was the proud son of the Xuanyuan Temple. When was he treated like this, Ye Xiwen’s face There was a bit of disdain on it, which made him more difficult to accept.
"Kill!" Fan Ming’s long guns swept through the sky, and the endless guns rushed into the sky, covering the sky, and numerous guns were parading around him. Everywhere the guns passed, they could split the sky. Every crack in the black crack is in the terrible opening and closing, and they all go to Ye Xiwen.
"Today, you are bad for me, and killing so many younger brothers, you are really sinful, you can die!" Fan Ming is roaring.
Ye Xiwen looked at the overwhelming guns, and there was no change in his face. He was like an ancient with a golden god. On the contrary, there was a bit of excitement on his face.
"I have more geniuses to kill, and I have not killed a top genius in the middle field!" Ye Xiwen laughed happily, stepping on the golden waves of the gods.
The interaction between the two can be said to be close to the skill, the aftermath of the turbulence, the real space, this is the power of the peak of the legendary realm, both of them touched the power of a sacred place.
Ye Xiwen is like a god. The waves of the feet are boiling, and one step is out. Even the sky is shaking. It is like shaking the sky. The space is actually step by step by Ye Xiwen. The sword in Ye Xiwen’s hand is unimaginable. Amazing swordsmanship.
This terrible momentum makes people think that the sword is born again, just a flat sword, a thick as if the earth was provoked by Ye Xiwen in a flash, and then directly suppressed.
One force to drop ten meetings, there are not too many moves, only the thick earth and the students are crushed down, nothing can stop, this is the second form of "burial sword", the funeral sword.
Because of the short time, although Ye Xiwen is not afraid of the burning of the spirit, but still only let the "burial sword" deduct the second type of funeral sword, and it is far from perfect, at most it can only be regarded as a room. .
But even if you just enter the room, the power is already terrible.
Under the crush of this horrible sword, nothing can stop it, and it will only be crushed by life.
The gunwork practiced by Fan Ming is also extremely powerful. The gunfire has actually ignited the general light of the stars, and the endless voids collapsed instantly, tearing away the endless dark abyss in the distance.
"boom!"
A horror is so loud that the space around it is a mountain shake.
Many disciples' disciples are horrified. They are absolutely unbearable because of such a terrible blow. Although they may only be one or two steps apart, the gap between them is enough to make them happen. The difference is not the same as the general gap.
"These two people are too horrible. Although they are all younger generations of warriors, we are far worse than them!"
"And this kind of life is in an era, I really don't know if it is our blessing or sadness!"
"We are not the strongest ones, and they are likely to become paving slabs on their way to invincible!"
However, the people have not yet discussed it, and the battle between Ye Xiwen and Fan Ming has entered a more alarming stage.
Fan Ming holds a long gun, like a peerless warrior, killing Ye Xiwen, invincible, and the boundless momentum is an incredible storm.
The sword of Ye Xiwen’s hand began to climb a little bit of divinity, and even integrated the divine spirit into the divine spirit, and began to boil again, toward Fan Ming.
"Boom!" This hit, earth-shattering, the terrible power of the two is almost swept into two terrible storms in the air, the four scattered and rolled up, many half-step legendary seven-sworded sword master is born by this terrible power He flew out.
The power of terror swept through Ye Xiwen's body, but there was no way to bombard the understanding of Ye Xiwen, which had just broken through to the fifth layer of "hegemony."
Fan Ming retired a few steps, and the power of terror caused him to suffer some internal injuries and almost spurted out blood.
Ye Xiwen recovered faster, so he rushed faster. In just one moment, he had already re-emerged. The sword was swept up and the sword was swept down. Ye Xiwen’s sword came in hand, and his life was crushed. .
Fan Ming had only time to resist, but how to stop it, only in such a moment was forced by the power of terror to fly out.
"Hey!" Fan Ming stopped after a mountain peak, but his bones were crushed by Ye Xiwen's sword.
The masters of the swordsmen saw Ye Xiwen gain the upper hand, and suddenly they were very excited. Only Ye Xiwen had the upper hand, and they were able to have a chance to survive.
The mountain peak was broken, the smoke and dust rose into the sky, and the stone smashed through the clouds. Fan Ming was a little embarrassed. He did not expect that after this shock, it would be the result.
Originally, he was full of confidence, and the younger generation had no rivals at all. The famous and famous masters of Xuanyuan Hall were not their opponents in his eyes. He was invincible, and sooner or later he could embark on the path of supreme.
But everyone did not expect that this attack turned out to be the upper hand of Ye Xiwen.
He did not think that Ye Xiwen, who had never been in his eyes, completely suppressed him.
Previously, he was simply arrogant, a high-profile appearance, and he did not even watch a peer disciple of Xuanyuan Temple, let alone a disciple in the martial arts school that had been in his eyes for a long time.
In fact, as he thought, some of the most famous disciples in the School of Reality did not come, and neither Juggernaut nor Luo Yihang was a half-step legendary, far from his opponent. This made him even more disdain for the Zhenwu Academy, but did not expect that he had suffered such a big loss in Ye Xiwen's body.
A little bit of movement, the intense pain in his body made him almost a cold air everywhere, but at this time, he couldn't think too much. He quickly used some secret techniques to recover some of his injuries and held a long gun. He returned to Ye Xiwen again.
The long gun is like a dragon, and it is getting bigger and bigger in the sky. It is like a big dragon. It is pressed against Ye Xiwen and it is so loud. He didn’t dare to stay at this time. Ye Xiwen’s terrorist strength has not been said by anyone.
As long as anyone with eyes can see it, how dare he look down on Ye Xiwen.
Ye Xiwen was very calm, and even more reluctant to let Fan Ming go. He finally suppressed him completely, and he could not let him have a chance to turn over. The sword in his hand spurred a sword, and he came out and walked toward Fan Mingheng. Pressed down.
"Boom!" The two sides' hands crossed up a layer of terrible waves, sweeping around, and the town collapsed.
This force swept the two toward the past. Ye Xiwen did not care at all. His body was too strong and rushed straight from the shocking energy wave.
Fan Ming has already prepared for this time, and hastily rushed back, avoiding this horrible energy frenzy.
Ye Xiwen once again chased the past, his body is more tyrannical than Fan Ming, and because of this, Ye Xiwen is even more fierce, Fan Ming needs a lot of attention, constantly trying to play with Ye Xiwen, but However, he did not dare to confront Ye Xiwen, but Ye Xiwen was different. Ye Xiwen tried his best to fight with the other side.
Ye Xiwen firmly believes that several confrontations can completely blast each other. The strength is determined by many parties. It is precisely because of this, so when Ye Xiwen's body is strong to a certain extent, it will have an overwhelming advantage.
"Poison Dragon Drill!" Fan Ming screamed, and the long gun instantly evolved into a poisonous dragon. Countless auras rushed toward the long gun, and instantly rushed to Ye Xiwen's face, to kill Ye Xiwen to his life.
In the eyes of Ye Xiwen, a glimpse of the glare, finally found the flaws of Fan Ming, this poisonous dragon drill is obviously not yet mature, although the power is great, but it also reveals a flaw, although only a trace, but for Ye Xiwen The flaws in this point are already big enough.
The long sword in the hand was instantly pierced, and the smashing sword mans directly defeated the gunfire of the poison dragon and directly stabbed it in.
"Hey!" Fan Mingjian was pierced by raw life, and the direct explosion became a rain.

The third is even more! This is more complete, I am sorry, everyone can go to sleep!
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