Chapter 586: I know it now, I’m going to do it early.

"What is going on here, the Splendid son has been completely crushed, and there is no power to fight back!" A waiter in the Wanbaolou half-sacred looked at the scene in horror.
"What do you count, it is also said to cover our real martial arts school!" Ye Xiwen sneered again and again.
Under his fists, the Splendid Son has been huddled into a group, and the spirit of the past has never been seen before. The eyes contain fear and resentment intertwined. The grievances of the blame are even more eager to tear themselves into two halves.
But Ye Xiwen doesn't care, who cares about the idea of ​​the dead!
"Impossible, you can't kill me. Otherwise, Yuhua will not let you go to the real martial arts school. Under the Tianwei of our feathering teaching, your real martial arts school will only die in an instant!" Fear, he saw the killing in Ye Xiwen's eyes, undisguised killing, he finally believed that Ye Xiwen would kill him.
He had never thought that Ye Xiwen would kill him before. No, he never thought about this problem at all. In his original thought, he should step on the death of Ye Xiwen like a cockroach.
In the face of Gao Lingxiu's show!
But the facts were unexpected. He was defeated by the ants, and he had never suffered such insults in his life. He was defeated by Ye Xiwen, a small character of the so-called sacred world he had never seen before.
"This little friend, please stop!" There was an old voice coming over the Wanbao Tower, and the pressure of a mighty Dasheng was pressed against Ye Xiwen.
Ye Xiwen suddenly became shocked. In the Wanbao Building, there was a big saint sitting in the town. Before that, he thought that after all, the rise of the Wanbao Building was very short. If there was no absolute tyrannical strength, he could create such a situation under the eyes of many forces. Big business.
Especially in the real martial arts world, it can be said that the fish and dragon are mixed!
This Wind Dragon City is now compared to a decade ago. It can be said that it is even more chaotic. In the past ten years, some warriors in the real martial arts and nearby stars have been active in it, but now more and more big forces are coming across the void, they have chosen Wind Dragon City is regarded as an outpost.
The great voice that Wanbaolou made in it, it is said that there is no big saint sitting in the town, Ye Xiwen is also unbelievable.
This great saint had just taken the shot, and Ye Xiwen suddenly felt the pressure of a majestic grand priest, although it was only the realm of the early Dasheng. But it is obviously more arrogant than the Lord of Heaven. It takes at least three hundred years to enter the great sacred place to have such profound skills.
The power of the Great Holy Land has a powerful deterrent effect on the Great Holy Spirit. It goes straight into the depths of the soul, but Ye Xiwen is only a slight glimpse, and even breaks away from the pressure of this great sacred place.
His soul has also been transformed, and the pressure of this great holy level is for him. It was impossible to stop his movements.
However, although it was only a momentary pause, but also let Jinxiong Gong seize the opportunity, he has also cultivated to the beginning of the half-step. A strong tyrannical strength is simply unimaginable, if not met with more enchanting Ye Xiwen. He is not so bad.
The effort in such an instant made him escape the attack of Ye Xiwen’s smashing stardust.
The splendid son was shaking all over, his face was blue and red, and he was angry and shy. In front of Ye Xiwen, he did not have any room to fight back, like a chicken and a dog, almost killed.
"Ye Shidi, don't kill him!" At this time, Gao Lingxiu's voice was also passed over. It wasn't that her speed was too slow, but Ye Xiwen's speed was too fast. It was almost an instant effort and it broke. The defense of the Splendid Son.
Originally, she thought that Ye Xiwen would fall into the wind and even be able to compete. It was far beyond imagination, let alone Ye Xiwen defeated the splendid son.
Ye Xiwen’s movements kept going, almost in an instant, he crossed the space and guessed the head of the splendid son. He said:
Since the high school sister asks for your love, I will spare you a dog’s life, but everything on your body will be Hand it over, when you buy money!"
He can not care about Wanbaolou, nor does he care about the great master of Wanbaolou, but he decided to sell Gao Lingxiu a face. The relationship between him and the law enforcement hall is already very stalemate, and Gao Lingxiu is among the schools of Zhenwu. Another outstanding disciple of the giant Gongde Hall.
Although Ye Xiwen does not need to go to the knot, but there is no need to commit evil, to maintain a relatively good relationship, for Ye Xiwen, it is also good.
Although Ye Xiwen does not like to accept, but go is not a person who does not know how to adapt.
The Splendid son was stepped into the head by Ye Xiwen, and a giant force instantly locked him. He couldn't move with his movements. It was a terrible pressure in the depths of his soul that pressed him firmly on the ground.
"Big, great saint..." The splendid discovery of the Splendid son, that pressure, is like a great saint, and it is only weaker than the great saint of the Wanbaolou.
Is this guy in front of him still a big saint?
If he is really a great saint, then it will be normal for him to lose in his hands. He is only half a step in the sun, how can he compete with the great saint.
Ye Xiwen didn't know what he was thinking, but he grabbed him on his body and grabbed countless Tiandi treasures in an instant. He was the core disciple of the feather education, and he was a half-step grand priest. There are many treasures, although they are more exaggerated than Ye Xiwen, but they add up to more than 200 million yuan.
The promotion of Ye Xiwen was a catch, and countless spirits of Danden were like a long river that emerged from him, and Ye Xiwen was included in the Tianyuan mirror.
"So many Lingyuan Dan!" The waiters of Wanbaolou looked at so many Lingyuan Dan as if they were rushing to Ye Xiwen's Tianyuan Mirror, and suddenly they couldn't help but swallow a sip of water.
Looking at the inconspicuous Splendid Son, there are actually more than 700 million Ling Yuandan, and my heart has to feel that the feathering education is really rich and rich, but it is a core disciple, and all the wealth adds up to more than ten. Yiling Yuandan is comparable to the general holy.
Of course, he directly ignored the fact that he was sitting on the treasure of Tianbi, which is worth more than three billion yuan.
For him, more than 3 billion Lingyuan Dan is also a natural treasure, not replaced by Ling Yuandan, for him, the effect is quite limited.
However, Ye Xiwen did not know that it was not really that the Splendid Son was so rich, but that he came with his mission this time. He had to come to the Zhenwu Academy and bring Gao Lingxiu back. These are basically intended to be used. When I bought the dowry, I just saw the list that Ye Xiwen sold. I started to buy everything with 100 million Lingyuan Dan, and the rest was his own embezzlement.
In his opinion, it is already very good to not kill Ye Xiwen directly.
But now these are also cheaper Ye Xiwen.
Looking at his countless wealth was taken away, under the suppression of Ye Xiwen, the Splendid son constantly broke out a tyrannical force, and was not willing to let Ye Xiwen converge these wealth.
"I am a disciple of the feather education. You can't do this to me. Otherwise, swear you to the real martial arts school!" The splendid son shouted, watching the wealth being searched and scraped away, it was just a blood drop.
"You really want to die, originally wanted to let you go, who knows that you are so stubborn!" Ye Xiwen said, the eyes flashed with a sense of killing, looking at the splendid son, not hiding, the foot suddenly violently, almost will be The head of the Splendid Son was broken.
At this time, Wanbaolou uploaded a sigh: "This little friend, please be merciful!"
The void in the Wanbao Building fluctuated, and a figure came out of the void, but it was a middle-aged man in Xuanyi. The body exudes a strong atmosphere, which is the great saint of the Wanbaolou.
"What do you mean, you want to stop me?" Ye Xiwen thought about the great saint of the Wanbaolou. His face was a bit bad. Now he came out. He went to work early. When the Splendid Boy wants to start with him, why is there no? Seeing this great sacred voice, does it really mean that the martial arts school has not fallen to this extent?
Even the newly rising power of Wanbaolou does not put him in the eye.
This great saint can obviously feel the anger in Ye Xiwen's tone. He also knows that he seems to have made a mistake. If he does not appear from beginning to end, then he will not be able to help. But now he appears, it is not obvious. Want to help the feathers, the splendid son?
No wonder Ye Xiwen will be so angry.
But at this time he has already come here, and he can't even retreat.
"This little friend, this is in the Wanbaolou. No matter what happens, we can't care!" This great sacred gentleman, in his opinion, he said that a great sage condescending to speak is already I gave Ye Xiwen a face.
The look of sneer and sarcasm on Ye Xiwen's face became more and more serious. Now I know that I have come out to mediate, and I have done it early.
"That's embarrassing, I won't give you any trouble!" said Ye Xiwen's feet suddenly slammed, and the splendid son suddenly became like a cannonball, and immediately flew out and directly hit a huge hole in the wall of the Wanbaolou. Fly to the Wind Dragon City.
Then Ye Xi culture made a golden light and chased it out.
And the big sacred face of the Wanbaolou was a bit sullen, and it was trembling with anger. It was brushed by Ye Xiwen. Since he was promoted to the Great Saint, he has not been ignored by people. He was regarded as a passerby, directly ignoring. The other party is still a small holy place.
"I am mad at me too!" The great saint of Wanbaolou, gnashing his teeth.
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