Chapter 581: Big holy death, shocking all directions

Everyone in the Ba Tianwu Hall knows that the master of the museum has a sacred martial art and martial arts, so it was shocking to see that Ye Xiwen was able to compete against the lord of the Heavenly Pavilion. But those people did not have such an idea, and even faintly agreed with their original. I hope that there is nothing in the heart, I can also compete.
However, seeing the terrible destructive power brought about by the two people, it is still unreasonable to go back hundreds of miles. Such attacks, even if they are only swept by the aftermath, are still natural disasters for them.
Many people looked at the body in the middle of the field, like the gold-cast figure, and secretly vowed that one day, one day, I could also step into the great saint, and laugh at the world, and I will only be a person.
Centered on the two hands, the layers of ripples swept out and vacated. The battle between Ye Xiwen and the Heavenly Kings collided with the most splendid sparks, just like the unusual fireworks.
The speed of the two is too fast. As soon as they are in the identity of the strong people of the sanctuary, they can only see two streams of light suddenly slamming into the sky. The two sides seem to be evenly matched and do not take any advantage.
The master of the Heavenly Kingdom has stepped into the Great Holy Land. I don’t know how many years. It can be said that the realm is deep, the skill is deep, and the mana is strong. This is the disadvantage of Ye Xiwen, but Ye Xiwen just takes the advantage of the flesh to the extreme, and eats all the world. The old jihad of the birth and the tyrants of the heavenly masters has reached an alarming level.
This is also the most shocking place for many sacred masters. The horror of the Great Saint has been felt in the Lord of Heaven.
But they did not feel the power of this great sacred place from Ye Xiwen, that is to say, Ye Xiwen is still only a holy place. It is only the holy world that can contend with the Great Holy Spirit, which subverts their imagination.
Although there is only one line between the Holy Land and the Great St., it is this line that is separated by a sky.
They don't even think about it. It is no longer possible to escape from the Great Holy Spirit, let alone directly compete.
The two sides separated from the sky and confronted each other in the universe, and everyone looked far away. But see the mouth of the Lord of the Heavenly Pavilion, even the corner of his mouth turned out to have a blood shed.
Suddenly countless people were stunned, and Ye Xiwen’s ability to contend with the Great Saint was already beyond the expectations of everyone. No one even thought that the first to be injured would be the Lord of Heaven. The gap between the Great Holy Spirit and the Holy Land is like a deep imprint, and it exists in their minds, so that they dare not think.
There was also a horrified look in the eyes of the Heavenly Pavilion. I didn’t expect Ye Xiwen to fight him to such a point, and he was injured, even if it was only a little, enough to make Ye Xiwen proud.
In the heart, Ye Xiwen’s taboos became more and more profound. Ye Xiwen’s body was too terrible. He had never seen such a body. A few times, it’s like a mortal bang on the gold and iron.
The fist pressure is as heavy as Taishan. If you change the general, even the master of the half-step Dasheng, you will be smashed into a muddy body. I really don't know how he practiced. It is so terrible.
"Ye Xiwen, you have to make a quick decision, otherwise, your Lingyuan Dan will be consumed!" Ye Xiwen's ear came the voice of Ye Mo.
Ye Xiwen suddenly looked a glimpse, his blood slaves can control the strength of the early days of the great saints in the early half-step of the great saint, and it is completely supported by the burning of countless spiritual Yuan Dan into aura.
It is like the soul of a child who dominates the body of an adult. It is not coordinated at all, and it is impossible to exert all the power. Even so, it is supported by countless Lingyuan Dan. In such a short period of time, there are hundreds of millions of Lingyuan Dan burned out.
A battle of the great holy level is enough to make him poor and destitute. After such a long period of cultivation, there are only less than 200 million Ling Yuandan in his body. There are many kinds of heavenly treasures. However, at this time, it is impossible to change to Lingyuan Dan to use it.
Ye Xiwen suddenly understood that he could not continue to delay, otherwise he would not be able to hold the first, but he would not have Ling Yuandan. At that time, he had nothing but fleeing with his deity. chosen.
Bang!
At this time, he moved, his body shape plucked out, his body was thin, but it was like a mountain rushing out, rushing to the Lord of Heaven, murderous.
The smashing stardust fist suddenly blasted out, and it was like an endless star flashing in it. Every time it was like a party, the universe was directly crushed. It has already separated from the shape of the stars and mastered the deepest of its universe. Artistic conception.
This kind of boxing method is too horrible, and it is a bit more sturdy than when it was just played, because Ye Xiwen has completely let go of his hand, and he has to make a quick decision in a short time, and the terrible boxing pressure is actually the pressure of the Lord of Heaven. Hidden pain, the hurricane picked up on the skin, like a knife cut, a painful pain.
The Lord of the Heavenly Kings fought against the stars and the demon, but was instantly blasted out. Ye Xiwen’s boxing momentum was like a broken bamboo flying star.
The owner of the Heavenly Pavilion was quite embarrassed and stopped the retreating figure in midair. He looked at Ye Xiwen with hatred in his eyes, and it was difficult to conceal the horror.
Many warriors around the scene saw this scene, and they were not scared to death by the students. They challenged the great saint with the holy sacred scene. They were not evenly matched, but they seemed to be dissatisfied, and they seemed to be ruined by the tyrants.
Compared with the previous one, I was forced to cross a few points. Obviously, I still had to keep a handful. I thought that everyone here was horrified. With the body of the Holy Land, I ran against the Great Saint. I dared to keep my hands. I really don’t know how to say that he is a good man. Bold, or he is arrogant, do not know the heavens are thick and good.
The main face of the Heavenly Pavilion is difficult to conceal the hatred of the sky, but it is very important for the face, but it was given by Ye Xiwen one after another, and the face was lost, and Ye Xiwen actually stayed behind, staying at the most critical time, just recently Killing him on the spot made him feel that it was a shame.
Ye Xiwen sneered, did not give the Lord of the Heavenly Museum a time to rest, and stepped out straight, the heavens were turned into nothingness at his feet, and an amazing punch was thrown out, like a dazzling ray. In general, when the air is crossed, it draws a terrifying god, and the light shines.
The boss of the Heavenly Pavilion did not dare to fight hard, and quickly retreated. He also saw that Ye Xiwen’s current state is more tyrannical than before. Ye Xiwen has a sturdy flesh as a card, and he can take unscrupulous shots, but he can’t.
He hit Ye Qiwen's three punches may not be able to seriously hurt Ye Xiwen, but Ye Xiwen hit him with a punch, but he can reinvent him. This is the essence of the gap, and why he did not dare to face Ye Xiwen's relationship.
"Hey!"
Although he hid in a timely manner, Ye Xiwen's speed was faster, and the boxing style was swept to the Lord of the Heavenly Pavilion. He almost smashed his half body, his face suddenly became pale, and he quickly ran his power and recovered his injuries. As a great saint, the vitality is extremely tenacious, just a moment of effort, it has been restored to seven seven eight eight.
However, in the eyes, it was an unusual grievance, and he was furious. He did not put the martyr's warrior in his eyes. He looked like an ant, but now it is a ship in the gutter, on the ants that he originally looked down on. Eat a big loss.
This is a big irony.
"Ye Xiwen, don't be proud of it. I see it. You must have used the secret method to be able to threaten me as a great sacred place in a short time. I just have to wait for your secret time to pass, you are A dead end, it’s better for us to take a step back. How about this matter turning over the page!
The main eye of the Ba Tianguan said with a flash of light, but the inside is counting, he really sees it, and Ye Xiwen’s current state is a bit ugly. Absolutely, what kind of secret method is used, such an impossibility cannot last for a long time, and what he has to do now is to delay the time. As long as the time is up, the person will change back to the sacred ant that he looks down on, then come to him. It is said that it is not for him to flatten the circle, until then he wants Ye Xiwen to die without a burial place to report the current humiliation.
Ye Xiwen sneered, and looked at the calculations of the master of the Heavenly Pavilion. He said: "You are a good calculation, but you can't wait until that time!"
No matter what, I rushed to the top again, ‘Boom! The sound of his emptiness broke down on his feet. He almost rushed to the front of the tyrants.
It was known that the Lord of the Heavenly Museum was unexpectedly escaped, and he fled very firmly. After confirming that Ye Xiwen did not go to the middle, he immediately turned and fled.
"Ye Xiwen, you will not have a good end, as a holy place, even dare to provoke the majesty of the great saint!" The tyrants of the tyrants all the way to escape, all the way to the martyrdom of the road.
"I don't know myself when I die!" Ye Xiwen sneered.
The owner of the Heavenly Pavilion fled in the direction of Hongqi City. It was his only chance. There are also three equally horrible saints in the city, which are the pioneers of the other three major forces in Hongqi City, as long as they are willing When you shoot, you can stop Ye Xiwen. Even if Ye Xiwen is terrible, he can't really compete with the three great saints. After the most terrible stage of Ye Xiwen, then it is his turn to fight back.
"Three friends, come out quickly to help me, kill this enchanting, and divide his adventures!" The voice of the tyrant's main lord spread in the hollow of the big piece, to invite the strong to shoot, 斩Killing Ye Xiwen, he is sitting on the profit of the fisherman.
"Hey, bully, you are a fool when we are!" A cold cry came from the city of Hongqi, but there was a big sacred opening. No one wanted to sin for the tyrannical dog like a mourning dog. The master of the killing of the Tianwu Museum.
What's more, they are also opponents on weekdays, and I can't wait to count one less!
"You should be so, the death is coming, let it die!" Ye Xiwen's cold voice came from the universe, and suddenly the Emperor of Heaven and Earth was dying. At this time, a huge star in the sky descended from the sky and instantly crushed him. On the body.
"Ah, I don't want to die!" The master of the Heavenly Hall screamed and was smashed into blood.
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