Chapter 88: Shaoyang Elder

Ye Xiwen was about to rush to Ye Ruxue’s courtyard. Suddenly there was an old roar in the sky: "Ye Xiwen, give the old man out!"
Immediately after a horrible pressure, it was pressed down and pressed down the entire courtyard.
This is the pressure of terror, and one is caught off guard, almost overwhelming Ye Xiwen.
"Who!" Ye Xiwen shouted, mixed with the innate temper and rolled out and directly confronted the pressure, the two infuriating forces directly hit a stock storm.
However, it is clear that Ye Xiwen’s innate instinct is obviously not the opponent of the opponent, and he has been defeated all the way.
Congenital true yuan!
Ye Xiwen’s eyes flashed in the eye, and the person who came is definitely not a disciple of the sect, because the innate true element only has the ability to have a master of six or more innate.
When the innate master breaks through the peak of the congenital five-fold realm, he can turn all the instinct of the whole body into innate instinct. At that time, the combat power will burst to a peak, but if you want to break through to the six innate, This is not only the case, but a re-transformation, from innate temperament to congenital element, this is the second transformation of life.
Once the transformation is successful, the life span has doubled from the original two hundred years, and the breakthrough to the five hundred years.
The innate six-key master is much more powerful than the congenital five, and can almost hit a group. It has once again undergone a qualitative change.
The Yuanzong is also a standard divided by this. The congenital six or less are all inner disciples, and the innate six or more are core disciples.
Although there is only one layer, the actual treatment is very different.
The elders of each of the divisions are the core disciples of the innate six or more. Many of these elders are due to their age, close to the limit of five hundred years old, but they will not be able to break through to the core disciples who have no hope of the truth. Choose to go to the elders.
Even so, these elders are very terrifying, far from being comparable to ordinary disciples.
"Who are you!" Ye Xiwen went out of the courtyard, but saw an old man standing in the mother's mouth, staring at Ye Xiwen's glare.
Immediately after Zhang Yang, Ye Feng and Ye Ruxue, who had just broken through to the innate realm, also rushed over.
"Who are you Ye Xiwen?" The old man in Xuanyi said with anger.
"I am!" said Ye Xiwen.
"It is your little beast who has wounded our Shaoyang disciples!" The old man Xuanyi said coldly.
"Who is the little animal?" Ye Xiwen asked.
"Small beasts yell at you..." The old man of Xuanyi blurted out and found the trap between words, and suddenly his face turned red, it was mad.
"Ha ha ha!" The disciples of Qingfeng Mountain are laughing with unbridled laughter. They are all one-of-a-kind. Although they are inconspicuous in the general sect, they are also the ones who call for the rain. How can the head not be smart? Now I understand that this old man should be an elder of Shaoyang.
This is a deadly enemy. Even if the other party is an elder, it is a dead enemy. This will not change. The hatred of both sides has extended for so many years.
The other party came, certainly for Huo Cheng and several others who were killed by Ye Xiwen. The disciples who could not participate in this assessment were asked to plead guilty.
"You are a small beast, you are looking for death!" The old man in the Xuanyi angered, and the sleeves were suddenly twisted. The gasified big hand was instantly covered. This is the means of the real element. Although it is not a big means, the power varies from one to another, but it is still very useful for those who are under sixty weights.
"Hey!" The long knife behind Ye Xiwen instantly came out of the sheath, bursting out of the knives, covering the small half of the sky, shining Ye Xiwen's figures as if they were a of war, with a solemn expression, black long hair flying with the wind .
Knife Mang turned into a large knife that was completely condensed by the infuriating gas, and fell towards the big hand.

Helping you!

Knife Mang was on the big hand and gave a sizzling sound. Then, the sharp knife mangsheng evolved a picture of the moon, which is the mood.
With the mood of the moon, the knives that had already failed were regrouped and continued to fall.
"Ideology, how could it be, actually practiced the artistic conception!" The Xuanyi old man widened his eyes and looked at Ye Xiwen incredulously. He couldn't believe that Ye Xiwen actually practiced the artistic conception, and the other disciples were able to comprehend the artistic conception. Even in this year's disciples, it can only be said that it is rare, how could it appear on him.
But also, if there is not such a enchanting talent, how can you defeat the genius of your own ancestors?
Thinking of this, the eyes of the Xuanyi old man flashed a hint of killing, such a genius, appeared in the hostile division, must be killed, otherwise, grow up, for Shaoyang Sejong will certainly not be a good thing.
Even if you want to fight the danger of being punished by the sect, you must kill the danger in the cradle.
In the sky, the moon's picture and the big hand violently collided, colliding with the horrible air fluctuations, layer by layer.
Ye Xiwen’s pressure is getting bigger and bigger, his sword and the opponent’s big hand are colliding fiercely. This is a solid force to drop ten meetings. The other party has not even poured out the mood, but it is relying on super strength. Strong pressure Ye Xiwen.
Ye Xiwen soon fell to the bottom, and the bones of the whole body were bursting with bangs. This is the intense friction of the bones. Ye Xiwen’s body is as strong as a stone, but under this horrible pressure, the flesh begins to sound. It’s loud.
"Old guy, what do you want!" Ye Xiwen bit his teeth and angered, his heart filled with anger, this old guy is simply indiscriminate, look at this, it is possible to kill himself here.
The old man of Xuanyi did not care about it at all, and did not care about Ye Xiwen. It was only a big hand, and even Ye Xiwen’s moon map would be crushed by students.
"Old guy, today's business, will definitely be returned in the future!" Ye Xiwen bit his teeth and said, a lot of sweat on his face dripping wildly.
Ten years, if you have another ten years, he will be able to pinch the old guy to death, but now, not yet!
Strength, strength is not enough!
For the first time, Ye Xiwen felt that his heart and lungs were full of strength, strength, and he needed strength. Only enough power could make today's things not repeat itself.
—
The third is more, everyone has a ticket to the ticket, there is a collection for the collection!
\"target=\"_blank\">http://www.ptwxz.com\">www.ptwxz.com