Strongest Martial God

The leaves looked up and the sight fell on the person for a moment. The light in the eyelids flashed slightly, and it was cold and cold: "At this time, you still dare not report to your door? Are you afraid that I will destroy you in the future?"

"Are you afraid of it?" The man looked at Ye Zhong, his breath was light and dark, with a look down on the ants, and after watching the leaves for a moment, he suddenly smiled and showed a strange smile. "But, since you are destined to die, today will let you die and understand, my name is in the sky."

"What? Cloud in the sky? One of the legendary Xuan Yunzong, one of the two generations of Yunzhongtian! It is said that this person is the first person among the younger generations of Xuan Yunzong, known as the young **** of the gods, is the eternal generation of the Western Wasteland. Tianjiao is actually him!"

"Cloud in the sky! The legendary geek that began to cultivate at the age of two?"

Among the audience, some people sighed and opened their mouths to point out the identity of this person, which made many people look dignified.

Yunzhongtian, absolutely able to compare with the Tanggu thirteen princes, Yinyang Valley Mingyu, the generation of Tianjiao! Only such a person has the courage to provoke the leaf and want to kill it. After all, Ye Zhong is now recognized as one of the most famous Tianjiao.

This kind of confrontation between Tianjiao is extremely eye-catching.

"Xuan Yunzong, it turned out to be like this!" The focus of the leaf, the look of the eyes is strange, he came to the sword this time originally wanted to solve this person, but has not been able to find. I can't think of it at the moment, he actually sent it to the door.

And there is really no nonsense between the cloud and the sky. In terms of the relationship between Ye Zhong and Xuan Yunzong, the two are absolutely not dead today, and there is no second possibility.

In the next moment, Ye Zhong no longer looks at the sky in the clouds, but the line of sight shifts, and the latter sword smashes away from the place where the breath of the sun is at the moment, and does not want to leave any trouble. This Sun Jinpeng opportunity is too good, if it is soft at the moment, the next time you meet, maybe you have to suffer big losses.

"You...you can't kill me! I am a descendant of Jinwu. I have Jinwu blood in my body. You can't kill me!" There is a big fear in the eyes of Sun Jinpeng. It can't help but tremble at this moment, knowing that Ye Zhong will Kill yourself and have to beg for mercy.

Ye is too lazy to care about it, and his hands are faster.

"Cloud brother! Save me! Save me, we are the alliance!" Sun Jinpeng, looking at the clouds in the sky, the eyes of despair and madness in the eyes, it is clear, if Ye Zhong does not carelessly The only person in the field who can save himself is the one who is in front of him.

"唰-"

At the rear, the face of the leaf was expressionless, and the black sword in the hand rolled up a sword light, and he heard a bang. This time, Sun Jinpeng’s head flew directly and brought a large **** rain.

Its eyes are full of unwillingness, and in any case, they don't think they will fall here, but in the next moment, the grievances in the black sword will instantly leave the blood in their bodies. The Sun Jinpeng was directly turned into a dry corpse and fell to the ground.

"You are really willing." Ye swayed the black sword in his hand, looked up indifferently, staring at the sky in the sky that had never been open, faint.

The sky is in the sky and the atmosphere is very indifferent. He looks at the field and seems to be casual: "It will save you a sword before it dies. This is the best waste utilization. For it, it is a dead place. ""

"Are you so afraid of me? Even if I have more shots, I am so happy?" Ye ridiculed, squinting at the sky.

At the heights, the sky is slightly stunned. I can’t think of Ye Zhong’s dare to ridicule himself. The courage is too big.

"The teeth are sharp." He sighed. The next moment, he was casual. "What are you doing? Shoot!"

"kill--"

As the sky sounds in the clouds, the remaining ten strong people are slightly hesitating for a moment, and then almost everyone rushes out at the same time. In an instant, the coffin and the spirit are sacrificed at the same time, and they rush to where Ye Zhong is. Come.

Obviously, with the two-headed giant and Sun Jinpeng dying in Ye Zhong’s hands, these geniuses are full of fear for Ye Zhong, and there is no courage to fight alone with Ye Zhong, but at the moment they are full of strength. In the end, I immediately blasted out the strongest spirit, and sacrificed the life of the soul, only to be able to kill Ye Zhong in the first time.

Among the group of strong players, there are races, there are wilderness relics, and there are spiritual mountains and spirits. Any one of them is a genius in heaven and horror. At this moment, so many people shot together, in an instant, it was a violent wind, flying sand, lightning, thunder, and fire.

These are extremely horrific enough to repel any so-called Tianjiao.

The small war king and others are discolored at the moment. This cloud is too shameless. He and Ye Zhong are both the genius of the western wilderness. According to the truth, it is the two hands to do it. But in order to take advantage of it, he actually let so many geniuses shoot, just to consume the strength of Ye.

Moreover, so many geniuses are not able to fight.

The leaves are heavy and indifferent, and the black sword in the hand sweeps out toward the front. The grievances of the shackles are swept out like waves, but in an instant, they directly break through all the auras and resist the spirits.

The sword is like a waterfall, and it’s swaying out of the hole, and screaming at the place where the strong are, intends to kill them.

The strongest of all shots is a huge change in the face. The black sword of Ye Zhong is too enchanting, and it is called resentment. It is not something ordinary people can compete with. If it is hit by this sword, the end is absolutely the same as the Sun Jinpeng, turned into a dry corpse.

"Cloud brother!"

Some people horrible, if the cloud is not going to take action at this moment, most of them will end up with the Sun Jinpeng.

"I said, you killed him, he can't use the black sword!"

In the clouds, the sky was cold, and the next moment, I saw him wave a hand, a stream of light in the sleeves whizzed out, directly in the air to a huge ancient tripod, Gu Ding exudes a strange Light, blocking all the grievances.

"What kind of spirit is this?" The onlookers exclaimed, each one was a strange look, and did not know what the ancient tripod was, actually able to fight the black sword in Ye Zhong’s hands.

"This should be the piece of the town of Xuan Yunzong, burning Yunding, it is said that the inheritance is a long time, the horror is boundless, this leaf is probably a trouble!"

"This is the real Tianjiao confrontation, and I don't know who will be robbed in the end."

"Although it is a horror, but the black sword in Ye Zhong’s hands is also very fascinating, you must not underestimate!"

There are voices of discussion around, and everyone’s eyes are very strange. These big confrontations are extremely rare.

"吟-"

The black sword in the hands of Ye Zhong suddenly burst into a smashing sword. This time, it was not a two-way, as if the black sword was irritated. In an instant, the infinite swordsman whizzed out and smashed out. Going to the place where Gu Ding is located.

In this moment, the burning cloud tripod burst out of infinite fire and swayed around. In an instant, the sword and the fire met in the air, and the sound of the bang was constantly making the world boil.

The Yunding Ding inherits far and deep, but it is the mysterious and powerful artifact of Xuan Yunzong. It is mysterious and powerful. It claims to be able to burn everything, extremely terrifying. The black sword in Ye Zhong’s hands is also unpredictable, and a sword is thrown out, all of which are resentful and extremely terrifying.

These two horrific artifact encounters, the intensity of confrontation is beyond imagination, and the ending is unpredictable.

The eye is heavy and the eye is contracted. At this moment, his arm is numb. It is not that it is urging the black sword, but the black sword takes the initiative to attack. The power is extremely terrifying.

Yun Zhongtian is also surprised. For many years, he rarely used this piece of Zhenzong artifact, but every time he sacrificed, he could get great results and can easily kill the strong, but he could not think of it today. After this thing, it did not achieve the miraculous effect, but the situation was deadlocked.

"Get together!"

The nearly ten strongmen who had been defeated by the heavy swords of the leaves suddenly reacted one by one and rushed to the scene. At this moment, Ye Zhong and Yun Zhongtian’s confrontation are the best time to shoot. Killing, then the best.

"Innocent!"

The leaves are cold and cold, and the black sword in the hand spreads out the sword and mans. In a moment, it resists the power of the burning cloud. Then the black sword rolls, and a black light wave sweeps out in all directions. Kill the strong man who is coming up to kill.

"town--"

In the clouds, the color of the gods changed slightly. At this moment, he also forced the burning of the cloud, and sprinkled a piece of fire, to block the heavy offensive.

However, Yun Zhongtian’s shot at this moment is a slow one. At this moment, the black swordsman has swept out. The first two strong men were swept by swordsman, directly exploding and turning into minced meat, and the remaining strong. They are all creepy, one by one, quickly retreating, almost timid.

"You are very good!"

The sky in the clouds became very cold, and he shot his eyes and watched his alliance be killed by Ye, which was equivalent to a slap in his face, which made him look ugly.

"You all retreat, don't let other people run." The sky screamed, and then he walked out. At the moment, behind him, a cloud of fire appeared, holding his body, making it like Walking in the clouds, showing a great power.

At the same time, he saw his right hand and saw the burning cloud in the middle of the sky suddenly reversed. The eternal fire whistling out at the same time, shrouded in the place where Ye Zhong was located, apparently preparing to kill Ye Zhong on the spot.

Ye Zhong sneered, the black sword in his hand was lifted, and the sword was soaring against the sky.

"boom--"

The swordsman whistling, colliding with the fire in midair. In a flash, it was like a landslide, and it made a loud noise. The beam of light rang out and the sound shook.