Chapter 857: Killing

Almost everyone in the entire hall is talking about the previous war, no matter how they feel about Ye Zhong, but one thing is certain, that is, Ye Zhong is really amazing. ↖ This is a young man with great potential. In the future, there is a great probability that he can embark on the road of Zhengdao. One is not good. What they have witnessed is the first battle of the emperor's road. It will be full of legends in the future.
It’s not just them. If Ye Zhong really grows to that height, then the whole four wilderness will live in his shadow, especially those who have old grievances with Ye Zhong, and think of Ye Zhongjun’s four wilderness. In the future, they feel that their headaches are very high.
However, it is a pity that from the perspective of the process and the outcome of this war, Ye Zhong will continue to be in the next few days, and the future will be the number of the world for a long time, let alone his previous record is astonishing.
"If he is so young, he will be able to embark on this road. If it is not good in the future, is it a direct testimony?"
"Tianmen is really sad. From now on, I am afraid that they will not even be able to sleep at night?"
"There are many bones on the road. For a long time in the future, I am afraid there will be more young supreme corpses at his feet!"
"It's hard to imagine that he actually killed the emperor, but it is the youngest supreme in the legendary prowess!"
Everyone in the hall is sighing, and the weight of the two words in Ye Ye can be said to have reached an unimaginable level.
At the corner of the hall, the disciples of the Tiantian Church gathered together, headed by Ye Zhonghe and Lingyue. At this moment, they all smiled. Such a battle, how might it be mighty, it can be said that the name of the Hetianwei has been made for the Tiantian teaching. From then on, the signboard of Tiantianjiao will probably be even louder.
In contrast, on the other side, a group of Tianmen strongmen are shaking all at once, but they have no way to shoot. Because if they are unscrupulous at this moment, they are really afraid that Ye is desperate to push the polar sacred soldiers. Because no one can be sure whether this trip will be used to bring out the sacred sacred soldiers.
"The Lord is too embarrassed to die, I will get back this fairness for you." The lord of Tianmen stared at the leaf that was not far away, and his eyes flashed with faint light, and he would kill at any time.
The birthday banquet, slowly ending in this atmosphere, but today's birthday banquet, it can be said that Ye Zhong grabbed the limelight. However, the Windsman has no resentment. After all, there is no one who can say anything about the fair war.
At the end of the birthday banquet, each of the great teachers of the great religions retired separately, and some of the great teachers who had made good friends with Tiantian had come to congratulate them before they went.
After half an hour, Bu Tiantian and his party finally left the ancient city of the Winds, ready to replenish the Tianzong Zongmen.
"啵-"
At this moment, a cold mangling suddenly emerged, murderous.
A faint illusion appeared in the top of Ye Zhong’s head, and a sword fell to the place where the leaves were heavy, too sudden and fierce.
Everyone is shrinking at the moment, no one thinks that today, in the days when Tiantian is so prosperous, there are still people who are desperate to shoot. Moreover, these people are still asking themselves, if they change themselves, it is absolutely inevitable to avoid this trick.
"when--"
Almost in between, the leaf was heavy and punched in the air, but although Jianmang did not fall on his celestial cover, he still left a terrible wound on his arm, and it was in an instant.
"锵-"
A sword mangren re-lighted up, this time a white figure smashed out from the side of the front. This is a woman. At this moment, she has a sword, and with the help of the leaf, she lifts her hand to block the moment when the sword is covered with a sword. The timing is more subtle, so natural and inevitable.
Such a sword is the most sophisticated calculation. The player should make a detailed calculation of Ye Zhong’s temperament and strength. He believes that he will not retreat, but will raise his hand to block the sword of the Tianling cover. Therefore, at this moment, there is a follow-up sword.
Almost no one in this scene can think of it, because Ye Zhong can say that the moment is full of enthusiasm. Who is willing to shoot him above the peak of his life?
However, the shocking killing has surpassed everyone's expectations. At this moment, the offensive is so fierce that it is full of chills. Except for Ye Zhong himself, even Lingyue has not responded at this moment.
The fierce and hot second sword, with the taste of a hit and kill, is already close to the chest and abdomen of Ye Zhong. If it falls, the leaves are not dead or seriously injured, and there is no reason to survive.
"Son!"
A group of Tiantian disciples screamed, but they didn't have time to shoot. They moved at the moment, but the distant water could not save the fire.
"Teacher." Lingyue responded, but her movements were slowed down. Although she shot strong, a move could kill the white woman, but the sword of the white woman would surely fall to the chest and chest. At the office.
In an instant, a sword has been attached to the chest and abdomen of Ye Zhong, and fell to the bottom. This sword is really too fast, like floating light, like a phantom, at the moment of its appearance, it has reached the end point of its arrival. It is almost impossible to avoid this trick even if it is the presence of the male master. It can be said that It is completely desperate.
At this moment of the millennium, Ye Zhonglian couldn’t get out of the golden body and had no time to push it. When he only had one side of his body, he heard a "squeaky" sound. This sword passed through the chest, but it was past the heart of Ye Zhong. There is no one blow.
"puff--"
The blood sprinkled, the leaves were heavy and indifferent, and the body shape was twisted. The sword was directly stuck with the bone, so that it could no longer be deeply divided.
"laugh--"
Countless people sighed and looked at this scene and felt that they were all in the cold, and Ye Zhong was actually worn by a sword. This scene is beyond imagination.
The drops of blood are scattered, the leaves are indifferent to the indifference, and the difference is only a few cents, he will be pierced through the heart, life and death.
Although it is said that cultivation has reached a certain realm and does not obliterate the other's knowledge, it is not a complete attack. However, Ye Zhong’s body is repaired with nearly half of it in the flesh. If the flesh is swept, he will almost fall into a dead end.
At the same time, everyone is calming down, I can't think of Ye Zhonghui so badly, blocking the killing of the blow with the price of serious injury, and cracking the mortal situation.
"锵-"
The next moment, Ye Zhong did not have any nonsense, he collapsed, the long sword inserted into the chest and abdomen directly broke, a golden aperture appeared on his body surface, the undead golden body was urged by him at this moment. At this moment, he did not take into account the injury of the chest and abdomen, but directly shot, the most powerful means to kill, to suppress the two shots.
At this moment, I don’t have to think that he knows that the other party must be from the killer. This teaching is one of the branches of the Daxia Dynasty. It has always been walking in the darkness, and the shots are fierce and decisive and daunting. You must know that Ye Zhong has been eating such a big loss for the first time since the cultivation was successful. Even if the Emperor shot, he may not be able to push it to such a degree.
"铛铛铛-"
The leaves are re-connected with heavy hands, and the Emperor's seal and the open-day seal are simultaneously smashed out, and they are combined in the golden body. At this moment, he is transformed into a golden of war. Obviously, the leaf weight at the moment does not mean the slightest mercy of the person. After all, if he is not quick to respond, he may have died at this moment.
In the face of the two killers, the attack of the two heavy killers fell on the face of the two killers.
The gray-haired man who came out from the top of his head flew out in an instant, and the white woman was flashing back at this moment, and it would disappear in an instant. They decisively shot, and when they missed a shot, they were prepared to look a thousand miles away. There was no interest in fighting with Ye.
"If you are here, don't leave!"
In Ye Zhongling’s platform, the golden little man opened his eyes fiercely and locked the place where the two breaths were. At the same time, Ye Zhong grabbed the tower and grabbed it.
At this moment, many of the onlookers are shocked. They can't think that Ye Zhong is so strong that he is so daring to chase the killer of the killer.
At this moment, the leaves are heavy and down, and the figure is like a streamer. It instantly chased the past in one direction.
His speed is reaching the limit, and many people can't see him. Only a few teenagers, such as the Emperor and the Dragon, are flashing, staring at them for a moment.
"锵-"
In the next moment, the tower of the sky in the hands of Ye Zhong was deflected by him and pressed down to the void, just like a black mountain pressed down.
"when--"
A gray figure appeared from the void at the moment, had to be shot, a sword blocked the tower of the tower. In an instant, the sound is like a golden cracked stone. The sword sings for nine days, which is terrible.
A trick is just a touch. The long sword in the gray man's hand is cracking. He vomits blood. He turns directly at the moment and does not return to the fly. Obviously he understands very well that if he is alone, he is definitely not Ye Zhong’s opponent. .
"Are you going?"
Ye Zhong sneered, step by step, and it was a finger popping up. The tower was pressed down in another direction, like a black mountain.
"boom--"
The gray man's figure was once again shaken, and he had to shoot again, blocking the attack of Ye Zhong with the residual sword in his hand.
"噗哧-"
The blood of the mouth is mad, and the blood in the road contains some broken pieces of meat. The figure of the gray man is directly smashed. This time, he directly lost the strength of escape.
"What about the killer's court? Since you want to shoot, I will abolish your pulse in the future!" Ye Zhong sneered, his chest was bleeding, but his movements kept going, and his palms pressed toward the front.
In all directions, everyone is exposed with amazement, Ye Zhong is so arrogant and domineering, even the killer court is going to be destroyed?