Chapter 1711: Worship siege

Everyone has looked at the door, the figure of the domineering, but not the boss of the imperial government, who is the Promise?
The emperor did not step in and walked in. Everyone could not believe it. I couldn’t believe it. This person would be the Emperor’s Promise!
The Emperor Wuji broke the coma, and several of them had no idea, and even the specific situation was clear.
Many famous doctors have already diagnosed and confirmed that there is no way at all. They may have a way to solve the intractable diseases, and use some prescriptions, but in the face of such a hard injury, there is no way to go beyond their tender ability. .
So almost everyone thought that the owner basically had no chance to wake up again. When Ye Xiwen appeared, everyone thought that if he was the head of the government, it would be acceptable.
Who knows, after Ye Xiwen took out the spies of the Mozu, he did not mean to be the head of the government. On the contrary, Emperor Wuji suddenly woke up.
With the resurrection of Emperor Wuji and the return of Ye Xiwen, everyone seems to have recovered the backbone of the main body, like returning to the original battle of the world, to expel those extraterrestrial hegemons, and to settle the Zhenwu Academy one by one.
Although at that time, the strength of the martial arts school was definitely not comparable to the strength that has accumulated over the past 100 years, but at that time, it was recognized as the most brilliant time.
"This time, because of my relationship, I am embarrassed to worry about everyone!" At this time, Emperor Wujiran came in and sat in the position of the owner, condescending, domineering, completely unable to see When I came out, I was almost injured before I was killed.
"The owner is all right now is the blessing of our real martial arts!"
"Yes, with the owner, we are the backbone!"
"Great!"
Everyone said it in a slap in the face. Under the powerful deterrence of Ye Xiwen and the imperial power of Emperor Wuji, the people re-accepted the return of Emperor Wuji.
However, not waiting for everyone to say anything, a powerful magical spirit enveloped, the terrible magical spirits set off a storm, and even even penetrated into the quarantine hall.
"The people who worship the devil are coming!"
"Manic, even dare to attack our school!"
"Budget, these worshippers are arrogant!"
A burst of snoring came from inside the hall, and everyone did not expect that the worship of the demon would dare to attack the real school.
In the past, the Demon and the True Martial Arts Institutes fought fiercely throughout the real world, but they did not dare to break into the Imperial Academy.
After all, the martial arts school had a strong enchantment and formation that was left over from the predecessors of the year. When the feathers taught many countless troops, they had to defeat the Zhenwu Academy in one fell swoop, but they were defeated by the Zhenwu Academy.
It is enough to see that the martial arts school is different from the terrible contents of other forces, so they can still be assured, but they don't want to, these worshippers dare to rush to the real martial arts school.
It is simply arrogant.
"Follow me to see if there is any means for these devils!" Huang Wuji stood up from the seat, slamming the ground, a magic hand, actually tearing the sky, and the life is moving toward the imperial power. go with.
This demon hand is accompanied by terrible magic and pressure, and all the big cockroaches are firmly pressed in the position, and can only be completely moved under the pressure of this magic hand.
"Looking for death!" The Emperor Wuji's body was swept up and swayed directly toward this magic hand. The real Wushi sword on his body almost automatically rebelled.
Jianmang stood on the top of the magic hand and picked up a shocking wave. The sword mang was directly smashed in. The magic hand was broken on the spot and a huge wound was torn.
"Hey!" There was a huge roar in the back of the crack. "There is a device? Can you have this level of weapon here? Damn, dare to hurt this seat!"
But while squatting, while the magic hand kept picking it up, he just ate a big loss of the real sword, he was not stupid.
"Want to go, have you asked me?" Ye Xiwen's eyes are fast, almost instantly, and the big hand is caught in the void, and the sly catches this magic hand. This magic hand instantly burns up. Countless flaming flames, I want to burn Ye Xiwen’s hand, but Ye Xiwen does not care at all. This level of flame is nothing compared to Nanming’s fire on his body.
"Give me over!" Ye Xiwen suddenly tried hard, and a huge figure in the hollow that was suddenly torn open was pulled over. It was actually the devil of a hidden demon, tall, but this time it was like a small The chicken was generally caught by Ye Xiwen and then fell to the ground.
"boom!"
A huge roar, the original Mozu's body and the ground came in a close contact, the whole body was overwhelmed by Ye Xiwen's great power, and the whole body was like a shelf.
"Original Mozu!" Everyone was horrified at the ancestors of the original Mozu, even if they only looked far away, they could feel a terrifying magic flying from their bodies.
It’s totally unimaginable. If you didn’t have the real Wushi sword of the owner, he would stop him. I’m afraid that with this claw, there would be no one at the top of these Zhenwu schools.
Although they still don't know how terrible the ancestors of the original Mozu are, they are obviously more tyrannical than the previous Magic Moon Peak.
"You guys are small humans..." The ancestor of the original Mozu still wants to growl, but sees a foot descending directly from the sky to the top of his head.
"Hey!"
His head was suddenly smashed into the floor tiles and directly knocked out a big hole.
"I didn't expect that you guys could come in!" Ye Xiwen gave him a glance. "Tell me honestly, how much has come this time, you are in the real martial arts world, how many of the same party, how many bases, all accounted for it!"
"You are a small human, I don't think..." The ancestors of the original Mozu still wanted to have a hard mouth. Ye Xiwen stepped down again and suddenly, and suddenly there was a sharp pain, as if the entire head had to be flattened.
"Less nonsense, you are the devil in the early days of the heavens, I don't know how much to kill, I will explain it, otherwise I will make you better than death!" Ye Xiwen said coldly, too lazy to be with him. Say one.
At this time, this ancestor, who was originally proud of the original Mozu, reacted.
This time I was afraid of kicking a iron plate, or a terrible iron plate.
He originally thought that conquering this low-level plane would not be difficult at all. The strongest is the plane of detachment. For him, there is no difficulty at all. Who knows, this one is actually so terrible. Guy.
The devil in the early days of the heavens did not know how much to kill. If this was said by other people, he must not believe it, but if the human race said it, he believed, because he was just relaxed by this human being. It fell, and there was almost no effort to fight back.
Such strength is indeed qualified to say such things.
However, he is even more awkward. The ancestors of heaven and earth, even in the devil world, are a group of people with high weight. It is not easy to see a demon in the past, let alone knowing that it is killing. How much?
"Impossible, I will never say it!" He continued to growl and was trampled under the feet of a human being. It was a shameful shame.
"That's the case, you have no value, go to hell!" Ye Xiwen said that he directly slammed his head to his life.
"Go, go out, see, how many devils are coming to die!" Ye Xiwen finished, the figure has disappeared into the void.
At this time, everyone seems to have just reacted, not convinced, let the devils who are helpless, in the hands of Ye Xiwen, understatement was killed.
And listening to the meaning of this discourse, Ye Xiwen does not know how many heroes of this level have been killed. Everyone can't help but have a feeling of coldness in the back. For more than a hundred years, Ye Xiwen has grown up so that they all have even There is no qualification for looking up.
Many people are fortunate in their hearts. Fortunately, they have not shot against Ye Xiwen. Otherwise, they all add up. It is estimated that they are not Ye Xiwen’s opponents.
"Good, the younger brother is really strong enough to be incredible!" Bai Jiansong has completely calmed the blood in his body at this time, and the injury has recovered.
I only listened to him before, but now I can see it with my own eyes. It is far from being heard.
In the hearts of the people, there are even more emotions, five flavors, but fortunately, Ye Xiwen is now their camp.
Such a powerful force is their camp, and they have a lot of peace of mind.
For a long time, everyone responded and followed, and at this time, I saw Ye Xiwen standing in the void, standing back, the magic wind turned into a hurricane, blowing his clothes to hunt.
His gaze was like a torch, sweeping into the endless magic shadow in the endless magic cloud in the sky.
Where Ye Xiwen’s eyes go, those devils, no matter how deep they hide, will be immediately illuminated.
Ye Xiwen’s eyes are like a magic mirror. Wherever he goes, the devil has nowhere to hide, and he simply can’t hide.
"Little teacher!" At this time, Emperor Wuji came to Ye Xiwen's side. At this time, he could also feel that the tyrannical atmosphere in the void was crushed down, far exceeding the ones he had known before. The power of the demon.
In addition to Ye Xiwen, there is only about the true Wushi sword he can handle. (To be continued. Please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better and faster!)