Chapter 658: Desperate

Ye Xiwen has now reached the end of life and death, and can even be said to be an unprecedented danger. If he is to confront himself, he does not even have any chance of winning at all. It is impossible to win.
He can only fight hard, and desperately just to escape the birth of the day, even if he is desperately unable to qualify to defeat the great saint.
"Want to escape?" There was a roar of Nie Wei in the sky. It was a shameful shame for him to be slipped away from Ye Xiwen.
His palm turned over and suddenly exudes endless power from it. Immediately he rolled over and pressed against Ye Xiwen again. When it was crushed, it almost crushed the sky into pieces.
Ye Xiwen almost immediately felt that the space around him had been crushed into pieces, and his body was immediately covered with a layer of golden deity, which was protected in him, almost immediately by Nie Wei. The big hand grabs it, like a caged bird that can't escape.
However, Ye Xiwen had already prepared, how could it be possible to repeat the previous mistakes, and immediately a pair of golden wings stretched out, extending out a dozen meters, on the wings, bursts of wind and thunder, rumbling sounds, The terrible wind thunder that swept over it, swept away toward the big hand.
"Booming!"
The wind and thunder was slamming into the hands of Nie, and a burst of violent explosions blew up, and the big hands shook, just for a while.
But for this time, for Ye Xiwen. That's enough. The pair of wings behind him suddenly slammed into his body. He was wrapped up in the wind and thunder. He instantly flew out of countless meters and suddenly got rid of the pursuit of that big hand. The scope.
There was a roar of angry anger from behind Nie, and he never thought about it. He even killed Ye Xiwen, an ant in his eyes. Actually, there are so many moths, let Ye Xiwen slip away from his hand, for him. It is the most face-lifting thing in the world. He didn’t say that his name was ruined. He himself had no face to see anyone.
"Give my seat to death!" Nie screamed. I immediately chased it up and blasted it in a circle. This is a set of magical fists of the Mozu. In the sky, I gave birth to a huge magic shadow, and smashed the past toward Ye Xiwen.
The speed is extremely fast, but it is a moment of effort, and it is smothered in front of Ye Xiwen. Although his body is not as exaggerated as Ye Xiwen’s demon wing, it does not mean that his speed is slow. After all, his body is actually Not too bad. In addition, Ye Xiwen's skill is not in a grade compared with him, so the gap is not as big as imagined.
"drink!"
Ye Xiwen burst into tears, and the devil's wing on his body was crazy. Every time the fan moves, it will almost make the heavens and the earth discolored, full of the power of the wind and thunder, and reflexively spurt out with a sword.
Suddenly, a sword rushed into the sky, rushing into the sky and smashing the sky. It winds up in the wind, and instantly becomes a giant sword with a length of more than ten miles. It is lightning-like, all of which are made up of Ye Xiwen’s sword. Unless he can defeat Ye Xiwen’s kendo idea, it will never May completely defeat Ye Xiwen's sword.
But this sword meaning is copied by Ye Xiwen in the repressed old man on the grave of the devil handsome. Before Ye Xiwen did not understand, a demon handsome, what it means, now understand, a demon handsome appears, I am afraid that the whole world will be destroyed. Even the most martial arts school in the past is the best to deal with it. It can be imagined how terrible the devil is, which is more than the realm above the great saint. To be a higher level.
And the devil is actually dead, and there is another old man who is suppressing. Although it is only the of the gods, it is also very powerful. Therefore, Ye Xiwen used this way to simulate the sword meaning, and the battle has not been missed until now.
"Booming!"
The whole world seems to be in a shock. The sword of the huge fist is broken in the sky, and all the true elements and the kendo will covered by Ye Xiwen are all distorted in an instant. Broken.
There is simply no way to stop this magic shadow from moving forward.
"Hey!" Ye Xiwen spit out a blood, his body flew out, like a broken kite, spurred out.
Ye Xiwen did not stop, let the body throw away, and finally stopped, biting the blood of the corner of the mouth, mobilizing the body's regenerative regeneration to repair the injury, he has achieved his purpose, and one to stop that one Only the advance of the shadow, even if only for a while, is also precious for him, and he also used this force to go straight for dozens of miles, completely escape the coverage of the big hand. .
"Go!" Ye Xiwen screamed, and the pair of wind and thunder wings behind him suddenly swayed, and the figure became a group of wind and thunder, flying out.
His speed is too fast and too fast, but it is an instant time, has already flown out of the dragon.
Behind him is Nie Wei’s angry and roaring roar, roaring:
Small beasts, don’t want to escape, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, you can’t escape the chasing of this seat!

He was really angry, and he was killed by Ye Xiwen. He was a great sage, and he let the warriors in the early half of the sacred escaping escape. For him, this is simply a shame.
And this is also related to whether he can break through the great saint. Although he is cultivated by people, it is certainly not as good as his cultivation. But with his cultivation, he knows that he may not have a chance to really break through the great saint. Among the ninety-nine lords of worship, he is also the most basic one. The cultivation and talent are not as high as others, so he knows that this may be his only chance to break through the great holy. It is absolutely impossible to let go.
With the help of this anti-seismic force, Ye Xiwen suddenly rushed out of the Fenglong Star, and it was a moment of time. The injury on his body has been repaired.
At this time, he had already rushed to the vicinity of Wind Dragon City. Such a big movement suddenly shocked many masters in Wind Dragon City.
"Hey, isn't Ye Xiwen? What is this flustered escape? With his cultivation, in the end, what a horrible master has met, in order to make him so embarrassed to escape!"
Ye Xiwen A few days ago, all the people who killed a great saint in the Wind Dragon City still remembered it. Now they even saw that he was so embarrassed to escape, everyone was extremely confused.
Then there was an angry roar in the wind dragon star, and a terrible shadow ran across the void.
"Give death to this seat!" ~!
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