Chapter 820: Token to hand

Among the detached masters, only the masters at the gate level have deterrence, just like the original owner of the martial arts school, and the old city master, etc., are the masters of the prince and the level.
Ye Xiwen began to kill when he found a hairy stiffness. These hairs are simply invulnerable, and they are poisonous on the body. It is possible to become a zombie if it is contaminated. This is very terrible.
In addition to the body's stiffness and slow movement speed, there are almost no shortcomings. For Ye Xiwen, this is a rare sandbag.
Yes, in other people's eyes, the danger is extremely stiff, in his eyes, it is sandbags.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Ye Xiwen can take all his efforts without hesitation, and there is almost no hand to stay. Only these XX chapters of the tokens are available. [Five, 180, and more] Zombies can withstand such a terrible bombardment.
The two sides have simply returned to the most primitive battles. There are no gorgeous martial arts and moves, nothing, and the only thing is pure power and physical competition.
a punch!
a punch!
a punch!
When it was the first hundred punches, this head was stiff, and finally there was no way to resist it. On the spot, a scream was screaming, and the flesh was split apart, and the blood was flying.
"Ha ha ha, happy!" Ye Xiwen laughed and said, there are very few opponents, who can compete with him on the flesh. There are not many opportunities for such a full shot.
Even the master of the Eight Stars Zhaimen, in the face of Ye Xiwen, is just two strokes to kill the students.
On the other side, on the entire battlefield, those fragile defeats have become inevitable. Among these super-departed masters, the two masters are the most horrible. One is a crane-faced old man, a white-white robe. Looking at a few familiar eyes, the other is that Li Feng, just these two people, in a short period of time, has been killed and killed 20 heads.
In addition to the other hegemonic forces, the zombie tide was finally suppressed. Chapter VIII Chapter Tokens to Hand [Five, One Hundred and Eighty Tickets Plus]
Ye Xiwen went back to help the people of the Zhenwu Academy to kill the feathers directly. For him now, these furs are not a big threat.
Just after the people worked together and killed the last one, the whole cave began to rumbling, the whole ground was shaking wildly, far away, everyone saw it, in the depths of the cave, a transmission The platform slowly rises. Br>
On top of this light station, ten tokens were condensed out and appeared in front of everyone.
Suddenly, everyone’s eyes are on those tokens.
"Those tokens are tokens that lead to the ancient continent. Only by holding this token can it be possible to travel to the ancient continent, and it will take ten tokens in a hundred years!"
Among the warriors, they didn't know who shouted, and suddenly the eyes of countless people were straight. They didn't think that they wanted to go to the ancient continent. There are still such restrictions. It is simply unexpected.
"There is nothing wrong with this, that's it!" An elderly warrior stood up and confirmed this statement. "In ancient times, the ancient continent was the highest plane of all planes. For every hundred years, only the ten best people, Only have the opportunity to hold the token to the ancient continent! But each token can bring ten people to go!"
Everyone was sinking in their hearts. I didn't expect that only ten people would have the opportunity to go every 100 years. In other words, some people may have no chance to wait until they die.
This transfer station is not available to everyone.
But the temptation to break their limits has made their eyes suddenly red, even if they are overlord, involving their own strength, the six parents can not recognize, let alone the threat of those hegemonic forces.
"This one is mine!" At this time, the door of the burning gate was shot in an instant, and the Tianmen Gate was sacrificed. It immediately issued a pillar of fire, shrouded a token and caught it.
Then several other hegemonic forces with the town's sentimental instruments have also been shot.
Everyone can only watch them shot, because the power of the town's rituals is too strong, even if they are not completely prepared now, it is impossible to fully mobilize, but the power is far above the general super-lifter. Moreover, most of the people present are not even super-detached.
So I can only watch them take the six tokens away in an instant, but fortunately they are also afraid of committing public anger, so only one took away a token, and did not kill other tokens.
The four tokens that were left in the crowd became the scent of the eyes of everyone. Even Ye Xiwen was ready to go. At this time, he finally understood why Li Feng had to tell him that the ten tokens were necessary. I grabbed one, and he actually knew it.
What is the identity of Li Feng, how do you know so much?
However, the doubts in his heart are just a flash, and they have not gone deep into it, because there is no time to go deeper.
The first six he did not move, because of the relationship between the township and the instrument, he was suppressing this piece of township in his source mirror, so he was very clear about the power of these township instruments, even if he wanted It is not good to go to the competition, and it is not necessary at all.
So he can only get one out of the remaining four.
Before the people reacted, the old man and the strong wind of Hefa’s face were shot, and they almost grabbed two without any effort, and no one dared to have any doubts, because they were too strong, just hit each other ten times. The power of the head zombies scared everyone, and this efficiency was even more sturdy than those of the hegemonic forces with the township.
At this time, Ye Xiwen also shot, he did not want to wait until the last token, to the wave, I am afraid that the competition will be unprecedented.
"Brush!", Ye Xiwen caught the token in his hand, but he felt that it was soft, not real, but the energy was condensed, and it was rare to gather ten in a hundred years.
"Stop, put the token down, otherwise I will kill you!"
A detachment level master level of rushing up, red eyes, under the token of the thorn, he has been a little crazy, many things have not been able to take care of so many.
For those of them who have reached the level of the master, the practice road has really come to an end. If there is no accident, they can only wait for death like the ancestors of the ages.
But now that the opportunity to go to the ancient continent is in front of him, how could he let him go, and for this opportunity, he is a little crazy.
Compared to other people, it seems that Ye Xiwen is easier.
Ye Xiwen sneered and glanced around, but he saw some greedy eyes, all staring at the token in Ye Xiwen’s hands. Among the nine forces that got the token, only Ye Xiwen was the weakest. So if they want to shoot, most of them will also be shot to Ye Xiwen.
"I really want to die, I dare to hit my attention!" The detached master had not had time to say anything threatening, and Ye Xiwen had already rushed to the front.
The five fingers pinch the fist, and the momentum of the whole body climbs to the peak in an instant. The golden deity instantly fills the whole body, and it is more powerful than the time when it was with the Baxingzhai.
The punching force swept out a terrible punch, such as the light column, and the smashing.
The detached detachment immediately spurred all means to defend, until Ye Xiwen shot, he was a little sober at this time, indeed among the nine parties, Ye Xiwen seems to be the weakest one, but even the weakest one That is also a generation of peerless murderers. The great elder of the Eight Stars Zhai in his hand, almost no one to fight back, was to be disabled.
However, it was too late to react at this time. Ye Xiwen’s boxing style was like a mountain. He instantly crushed all the defenses on his body and punched him.
"Hey!" He was directly blasted out by a punch. All the armor on his body, the defensive instrument, was almost broken in an instant, and his heart was dark and shocked. What a monster is this, how can the body be strong enough? on.
He hadn't had time to sigh, and Ye Xiwen's next punch had already hit.
"Hey!"
It was a heavy punch like Taishan. He finally couldn't resist it. A blood spurted out and the body flew again. However, Ye Xiwen simply did not care, and the stardust bursting like a raindrop.
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
This detached detachment was directly suffocated by Ye Xiwen, and the blood was also brushed away by Tianyuan.
"Who has opinions?" Ye Xiwen's cold eyes glanced at everyone.
Everyone was frightened, and did not dare to figure out the token in Ye Xiwen’s hand. It was a pity that he was suddenly in the heart. The master’s dispersal was obviously too anxious.
Although there are only ten tokens, but every ten years will produce ten, even if he has no chance this time, the next time may not have no chance, anyway, these super-departed masters have a long life, at least Dozens of opportunities, is it not impossible?
Even those hegemonic forces do not dare to occupy these tokens every time, or they will suffer public anger.
Moreover, a token can bring ten people to go, even if a hegemonic power may need a few in a thousand years, they do not dare to send all the detached masters to the ancient continent unless they I am planning not to have my own roots, so they have a lot of opportunities.
After seeing that the people no longer objected, Ye Xiwen returned to the array of Zhenwu Academy. He was so excited when he won a token in the school.
Today is 193 votes, only two votes, but unfortunately, but there are still two votes, tomorrow, at least the bottom of the guarantee is even more, everyone's ticket, tomorrow is definitely a chapter of the ancient continent! (To be continued!!!