Chapter 1532: Ye Xiwen, you are less arrogant.

Among the endless smoke, a colorful ray of light came out, covering the whole piece of the void, but seeing the body of Beishan, which was supposed to be hit by Ye Xiwen, a colorful coat appeared on his body and blocked the original one. A deadly attack.
"Ye Xiwen, you dare to hurt me!" Beishan said coldly, the sound is like coming out of hell. "It is an unforgivable crime. Even if the gods come, I will save you!"

He opened his eyes and the momentum suddenly rose. Under the backdrop of the colorful costumes, it was like a god. Compared with just now, there was a fundamental reminder.
"I will let you know, offended me what is the end!" North Mountain said nothing.
"Jokes, who do I need to save?" Ye Xiwen sneered.
He stepped straight out, pointing his hand out, shaking the sky, the whole sky was under his finger, and it was shivering. Compared with the prisoner's style, the earthquake was more strengthened.
His fingertips emit a layer of halo, like the halo of the sky when it trembles.
"When you want to find death, I will fulfill you!" Beishan stepped out of the way, the momentum continued to burst, and the colorful costumes burst into a more intense light. A colorful sword appeared in his hand, and a sword stabbed in an instant, reaching the limit. In a flash, the entire sky was cut into a huge gap.
The sword's tip and Ye Xiwen's fingers slammed into each other. The horrible enthusiasm of the two sides swept out and broke the endless void. In the sky, they were centered on them. Numerous cracks broke open instantly, and the cracks expanded toward the distant void. Go out.
Ye Xiwen, who is bound by the boundless air, sings and sings, and the blue silk flies on his head. The waves are huge.
"I can force my full strength out, you are enough to die and look at you!" North Mountain sounds cold and incomparable.
At this time, the battle here has attracted many masters' spying. Although this cave house is like an underground labyrinth, it is all in all directions, but it can't be bigger than this world. Many people soon noticed the two people's fight. .
"How do these two people hand in their hands? This mountain is absolutely strong and tyrannical. It is said that it has already entered the Seventh Heaven of Heaven and Humanity. It is a giant. Now even if it is self-styled, it is also the existence of the invincible. Who is this person? How can it be compared with Beishan?"
"This person I know, Ye Jiawen, who was a big fan of Wang Ting's hegemony in the past, Ye Xiwen, but his age is still small. It is said that he is only two hundred years old. How can he be so powerful that he can compete with Beishan. Although Beishan is self-proclaimed, it is not something ordinary people can deal with!"
"This Beishan must be the colorful treasure of their Beishan family. It is rumored that the ancestors of the Beishan family have killed a cultivator of the colorful robes from his side, but because of The process of refining is very complicated, and the requirements for materials are also very high. Therefore, in fact, there are not many people in the colorful treasures, and Beishan has already been forced out of colorful treasures. It must have been awkward!"
At this time, many people began to talk about it. For the two people, everyone was not strange, and they saw it at a glance.
Under the blessing of colorful treasures, the mana of Beishan’s whole body suddenly surged, like a ghost, step by step toward Ye Xiwen, each step of strength increased by one point, and the endless aura around him boiled on his body, an invisible Power forms around his body, forming a field, and in the field, Beishan is the only between heaven and earth, controlling everything.
He came to Ye Xiwen's face, tearing his hands, and the strength of a stalwart accompanied his hands directly to Ye Xiwen's chest. He was torn and turned into pieces directly. Ye Xiwen's behavior has completely angered him.
And Ye Xiwen just looked at that colorful costume. I remembered that Beishan Ling and Beishan patriarchs seemed to have had such a colorful coat, but they were compared with Beishan, just like the knockoffs. In the same breath, perhaps the method of ritual training is the same, but the materials used should be different from each other.
What's more, their cultivation is the same as that of Beishan. It is also a general difference between heaven and earth, just like the gap between the gods and the ants.
Even so, in order to deal with that colorful costume, Ye Xiwen had to use the feathering knife to kill them, which shows that this colorful costume is very good.
Ye Xiwen flashed a few points in the eyes of this time. This colorful coat is so powerful, I am afraid that it is already the power of the top-level implements. If you wear it on his body, he will cooperate with Babao Kun Ding and him. The hegemony, on the ground that day, who is fighting.
"boom!"
The power of this stalwart fell on the surface of Ye Xiwen's body three feet and was stopped. Ye Xiwen's body surface surfaced with an ancient tripod, wrapped his body into it, the power of this stalwart In the Eight Treasures, the power of the Eight Treasures, the power of the Eight Treasures, and the power of the Eight Treasures of the Dragons and the Ding Ding itself, turned into a boundless wave of waves, swaying.
"Full strength? Is this your full strength? I see it too!" Ye Xiwen snorted, and he stepped straight out, pinching a seal in his hand, and the seal of the mountain was turned out to be directly materialized, just like a The huge mountains are falling directly towards the North Mountain.
"Hey, I don't know how to be good, I don't know how to die when I die!" Beishan was crying coldly, his breath was thunderous, and his foot suddenly slammed into a huge array. A horrible force blessed him. The law of his avenues began to fly, and he blessed him in the whole world in the void.
On the top of his head, the endless swordsmanship began to condense, forming a huge sword. The scene was like lightning, and it was unpredictable. The speed was so fast that it was directed at Ye Xiwen.
Even though they did not care about Ye Xiwen’s 撼山印, or that they believed that the colorful robes could block the seal of Lushan, even if they did not care for the defense, they would directly kill them and kill Ye Xiwen in one fell swoop.
"Hey!" Ye Xiwen's reaction was not slow, his hands were directly in front of him, his fingertips spewed out the endless golden light, forming a golden frenzy, and instantly stopped the embarrassment of this giant sword.
This giant sword smashed into the golden wave, and after the huge waves, it could not go any further, slowly being swallowed up by this golden wave.
At the same time, Ye Xiwen’s Lushan Seal finally fell to the North Mountain.
"when!"
It was almost like a sound of gold and iron, and when the sound of the mountain was printed, it was blocked by the colorful rays of the colorful clothes on the body.
"It's a good baby, I am missing such a defensive inner armor!" Ye Xiwen laughed and said, looking more satisfied with the colorful clothes.
"What, this Ye Xiwen can still laugh at it now, Beishan has this colorful treasure, almost innate and invincible, unless it is too strong, he can forcibly break open, face this The enemy, Ye Xiwen actually can still laugh, but also want to capture the colorful treasures!"
"What is this? This mountain is definitely awesome. Where is Ye Xiwen going? You see that the ancient Ding on his body does not have any protection. He can protect him anytime and anywhere. I can’t look at the defense ability. Colorful treasures!"
"No matter who they win in the end, it will be a good thing for us. After all, although there are quite a lot of treasures in this cave, there are still so many people who can’t stand it. At this time, no matter who they are. It’s a good thing for us to win or lose, or to lose both!

"I see that you have lost your heart, and you still want to plot my colorful treasures!" Beishan said with extreme anger.
In his opinion, Ye Xiwen is simply crazy, otherwise how could he want to capture his colorful treasures, even the most crazy madman does not dare to have such an idea.
"Be mad? What is there? In your eyes, you are simply vulnerable. If you don't have this colorful treasure, you are not my opponent. What are the geniuses of the Beishan family? The fart is a joke. Without this colorful treasure, you don’t even have the qualification to play with me!
Ye Xiwen smiled contemptuously.
The face of Beishan suddenly pulled down. I didn’t expect Ye Xiwen to dare to do this to him. He has never been so insulted by others, but Ye Xiwen dared to say so.
"Give me death!"
In his hands, he once again condensed a sword, and his swords and spirits merged with the emptiness in the void. His whole person was like a sword, and the sword and the sword were one and the terrible.
"Brush!" Swords are swaying in the air, and they are swept out in an instant. Because they are merged with the void, there is no way to see the trajectory of the smashing. It can be said that it is as fast as a stun.
"Useless, you still don't understand the gap between you and me? I can go to this step today, and the suffering is far from what you can imagine, so my strength is far from what you can imagine. In front of me, you are as ridiculous as a jumping clown!" Ye Xiwen just sneered.
"Kids, talk less, let me talk about this sword!" The cold voice of Beishan swayed in the void, and the whole piece of void was like boiled water, boiling up.
The sword was shining, and in the absence of the public, the moment had already reached the front of Ye Xiwen, and a fierce and arrogant sword suddenly slammed Ye Xiwen's face. (To be continued.)