Strongest Martial God

Ye Zhong’s fighting power may not be able to claim to be unparalleled, but his state of mind is absolutely invincible. Simply a kind of war, Ye Zhong can push the world, let him face any opponent, even if the Emperor is a child, can not make him bend over, there is any compromise.

This is the most direct view of the martyrdom at the moment. Ye Zhong has an invincible belief at the moment, and it is simply useless. Anyone in front of him, he absolutely dare to shoot, annihilate the other side, in simple terms, this is a kind of mentality that is unique to me.

The martyrdom is very clear, if Ye Zhong really can maintain such a state of mind, then he really became his whetstone and stepping stone.

"咔嚓"

He gnawed his teeth and took a step. At this moment, his figure was like a black ghost. He swayed toward the front, and a darkness accompanied his movements, making him the whole person. It looks very strange.

At the moment, the martyrdom is like a demon crawling out of the depths of hell. He walks around the leaves and is ready to rush.

"唰"

Ye Zhong directly urged the undead golden body and attacked it in all directions. At this moment, he could not retreat because he had my invincible mentality.

"boom"

The emptiness of a fist, the heavy shot at the moment, said that it is unparalleled in the world, but it is just a sniper. At the moment when it falls to the martyr, he breaks the bones and then coughs the blood. The spurt of the sky was almost seriously injured in the leaves.

"Yes, this state is really invincible. If I continue to maintain this state, I will definitely lose it!" The martyr stood up in the distance, and he slowly wiped the blood from his mouth and said indifferently. Then he looked up fiercely, and a pair of scorpions became terrible at the moment.

His black and white two-tone scorpion flashed at this moment, the left eye was pure black darkness, the right eye was white light, and the two forces emerged in his eyes, intertwined with each other, which made people feel terrified.

A very strange breath spread out at this moment, making the breath of the martyrdom closer to a demon god. It seems that one of his eyes can be crushed and stunned by a breath.

This strange atmosphere spread out, so that the spectators in all directions were frightened and frustrated, and then involuntarily regressed a few steps.

Because at this moment of the martyrdom, his momentum is really different from before. He is like a new life, and he has changed one person. The whole person is like a **** and a resurrection, and he has to face the people.

"锵"

A kind of avenue and the sound of the sound came out, the black and white eyelids of the martyrdom blended at the moment, and the two breaths instantly overlapped, making the whole day a scene of black and white.

The flesh can't move?

At this moment, everyone is calming down, and then discovering something, even if they are separated from each other for dozens of miles, as if they were directly placed in the field, it is difficult to move halfway.

What is happening? Everyone is filled with fear and doubt.

"go!"

Some of the masters took the shot and took the people under their door. They came to the hundred miles away, and the talents recovered their freedom. At this moment, many people are ugly to the extreme, almost stop breathing.

"It should be the legendary emperor again!"

At this moment, everyone thinks of this possibility. As a descendant of the fighting emperor, the martyrdom of the Holy Emperor is certainly free to practice. He could not only cultivate the sword of the gods, but he must have cultivated other things.

It is hard to imagine how many emperors have been developed in the end of the battle, but any of these emperors should be the same as the ancient times. Once they are motivated, the power is hard to imagine.

At this moment, in the center of the battlefield, Ye Zhong’s body is difficult to move. With his strength, he wants to move a lot of money, just as he is imprisoned by an invisible force. It is full of ominous breath that can’t stop at this moment.

"What power is this? Is it a trick?"

Ye Zhongzhong whispered in his heart, he did not panic because of this, but slowly looked up, under unimaginable pressure, staring at the front. Not far from him, the martyrdom did not move at this moment, but his pair of scorpions became more and more horrible, full of indescribable colors.

With the spread of this power, the world is becoming more and more dim. At the end of the day, it is almost invisible. Even if it is cultivated, it will be difficult for anyone who sees the martial arts to see through everything, not to mention Ye Zhonghe. Did not cultivate to that realm.

The cold voice of the road is very cold, cold and cold: "You forced me to push the second trick of the emperor, even if you die, you are proud enough!"

When the voice fell, his right eye turned into a white big day, like a mountain, but his left eye was turned into a black moon.

Two contrasting and contradictory roads are intertwined at this moment, forming a strange force that is raging and smashing toward the front.

The leaf is ugly, and he is set in the field. It is difficult to move. In this case, how should he meet this attack?

After a while, the leaves are heavy and the eyes are condensed, and the gods are going to take the whip, because in this place, it seems that only the gods can be motivated, and the flesh cannot move at all.

"boom"

Seeing the action of Ye Zhong, the voice of the martyrdom slowly sounded, with incomparable indifference, each word is like a celestial sound, as it is depicted between heaven and earth.

"Black and white mountain!"

With this indifferent drink, the surrounding world seems to have been completely isolated, and an area where only black and white are formed. There is nothing else here, only the endless black and white are lingering. At this moment, Ye Zhong discovered that his whole person seemed to be composed of black and white.

This is a more strange emperor, it is mysterious, directly suppressing his whole person in the black and white mountains, the flesh can not move.

"Hey, are you afraid? The flesh is not as good as me, the flesh is defeated to me, so you want to confront my **** now? But you forgot, even if the gods show up, you are not as good as me!" Passing out the mind, with a superb taste.

"The battle between you and me has just begun. There is no real end. Who can say victory or defeat? In front of me, you can't shake the conviction of my testimony, you will definitely die under my emperor!" The road is slowly opening, and there is also a belief that I am invincible in my heart.

"boom"

A man wearing a white armor slowly appeared between the heavens and the earth. He was full of masculine breath, and looked like a supreme god, overlooking the four wilderness, and he was domineering.

"咔嚓"

On the other hand, the cold air lingers, a young man covered in evil and singularly black out, his look is indifferent, step by step toward the front, the spirit of evil spirits against the sky, people can not look directly.

This is the **** of the martyrdom. In addition to the **** who cultivated the sword of the gods, he has two other gods. One person has three gods, and such a means can't be compared with Ye.

However, for such a scene, Ye Zhong did not have fear, he sneered, and the brows of the eyebrows flashed, a golden little man holding a whip and walking slowly, staring in front of the indifference.

In the next moment, Ye Zhong’s gods rushed out with a whip and turned it into a light, killing the gods and attacking the martyrdom.

"boom"

The **** in the white armor took a step, and a punch slammed toward the front. Suddenly, the sacred sensation of the gods was spread out. Like the space, the sun was heavy. Such a slashing of the leaves caused a slight tremor in the heart of the leaves, and the gods were almost unstable.

He had to marvel, and sure enough it was a means of fighting for the Holy Emperor. There is a unique feature. With the strong spirit of Ye Zhong, this view is felt at this moment, let alone other people have encountered it. It can be said that the **** of the martyrdom is really powerful and powerful. It is the result of all kinds of tempering. He is worthy of the words of the supreme juvenile.

In front of him, the young boy in the black clothes came out, and he had a bronze iron rod in his hand. The horrible evil spirit spread out and he rushed out to where Ye Zhong was.

"嗡"

The whiplash in the hands of Ye Zhongshen’s hands swept out and slammed against the other’s bronze iron rods, and instantly touched and burst into a huge sound.

"It turns out that the hands of your gods are really the magical treasures of the gods. It is no wonder that you can cultivate the gods to such a degree!" The two gods of the martyrdom speak at the same time, and the sounds are intertwined and look very strange. But he obviously has some understanding of the means of Ye Zhong.

Ye Zhong is also frowning. Just under the blow, he understood that the bronze iron sticks held by the black teenagers in the martyrdom are also the extraordinary treasures of the gods. They are extremely scary and do not know how to fight with their own whip. More than who is better.

At this moment, both sides are jealous of each other, because the previous offensive, in exchange for other people's words, can be said to be a hit, but encountered the other side actually did not have much effect, it has to be treated with caution.

The two sides fought again, and the two gods of Ye Zhong and the two gods began to fight, and dozens of hits were made in an instant.

This godly confrontation is even more dangerous than the physical struggle. Ye Zhong played very hard in this battle. Both sides are holding extraterrestrial treasures and specializing in the knowledge of the gods. It is hard to say who is stronger, but obviously The martyrdom seems to be specialized in the gods and more powerful.

"I don't believe it!"

The leaf is heavier and retreats for a distance. The whip in the hands of the gods whispers out, and at this moment, it turns into a real dragon.