Strongest Martial God

"You are hitting you. As for me, it seems that you can't take the bridge and you are in charge of it?" Ye Zhong faintly glanced at Wang Jinglong. Although he was unfamiliar at the moment, he didn't want to get into trouble. But at this moment, he has already become famous in the world. He has already had the king's temperament. It is impossible for other people to look down on Wang Jinglong. Of course, with his temper, he will not take the initiative to trouble. But if someone provokes his head, he will naturally not be polite.

"The tone is not small, but such people generally die earlier." Wang Jinglong stared at Ye Zhong, cold and cold.

The leaves are heavy on the wine glass in their hands, and they are self-satisfied, and they are ignored directly, and they no longer care.

"well!"

Wang Jinglong grinned, but with his smile, an invisible killing moment spread out, all over the world, and everyone under the murder was a subconscious glimpse. Only if Ye Zhongwan is not affected by the slightest influence, his look will remain the same.

"laugh--"

Wang Jinglong’s left-handed food pointed to the front and pressed, and suddenly a **** light flashed out, with a bloodthirsty taste, and wanted to lift the leaf under the force of the knife.

"锵-"

The leaves were not lifted, but they just smashed a bullet at the moment when the knife was about to fall on the body, but shattered the knives directly and dissipated into the invisible.

"Yes, it really is a bit of a skill, no wonder dare to do so." This scene, even Wang Jinglong is slightly surprised, he stared at Ye Zhong left and right, look strange.

The other strongmen above the dragon boat couldn't help but look at Ye Zhong. They couldn't think of it. This young man who was obscured on the dragon boat could easily block Wang Jinglong's blow.

Even Yao’s eyes flashed a glimmer of color, and she only wanted to shoot, but after all, she finally resisted it. It is obvious that Ye Zhong should be able to block Wang Jinglong’s blow. But even she couldn't expect it, and Ye Zhong actually blocked the blow with such easy means.

"You are very good, this ability, can not be a nameless generation, it seems that you really want to get involved in my battle." Wang Jinglong stared at Ye heavy, whispered.

"I still have that sentence, you want to fight, even if you want to fight with you, and what do you do with me? But what I want to do, has nothing to do with your Wang Jinglong, please." Ye Zhong stood up, under the moon Standing with a hand, naturally there is a strong momentum.

"I am very interested in you now. When the world is in the middle of the world, can there be a few people who can stop me?" Wang Jinglong laughed.

"Ding--"

The short knife in his hand suddenly turned to the void, and suddenly he saw a vibrato sounding in the whole void, and a black-and-smooth knife whistling, blocking the retreat of Ye Zhong.

"锵-"

The leaves were wrinkled and frowned, and this time a golden mangling flashed out, directly smashing the black misty knife, and his look became cold. I didn't take the initiative to provoke myself, but this Wang Jinglong did not care, which made people feel bored.

After Yao Yi looked thoughtfully at Ye Zhong for a moment, she suddenly drifted away, and she did not intervene.

The other strong people are also seen, this boy is definitely not simple, it must be a master, or else it can easily block Wang Jinglong's blow.

"Who are you?" Wang Jinglong’s face is also a strange color. He knows that he has met a character who can be called an opponent. "The bomber Jin Mang, are you the **** of the golden gods of the Middle Kingdom?"

In the middle of the wilderness, there is a golden tribe of the people, and the gods are the holy city of the human race. The prince of the gods, the **** of the gods, is even more powerful. It is said that the cultivation of the emperor and the temperament of the emperor, and the horror of the sacred, even if the sacred son of the world is born, can not cover his edge. However, Ye Zhongfang’s move was similar to the power of the Emperor’s son, so Wang Jinglong could not help but guess.

"No." Ye Zhong calmly responded, but he remembered the three words of the Emperor of the Emperor, and the people who came out of Wang Jinglong were mostly extraordinary.

"So, are you too Qiu Taiyi who is too true to teach? Or is it a dragon of the Yaozu? Or is it the Heavenly Emperor?" Wang Jinglong is very conceited, and he has handed out several people, one of them. People are the characters of the world in the East, and any one that appears is enough to roll up all the **.

"No." Ye Zhong faintly shook his head and looked calm.

"Not a **** prince, not a Qiu Taiyi, not a dragon alien, not an emperor, but who?" Wang Jinglong frowned, he did not think that in addition to this, there are people in the East Wilderness who can easily block themselves. a blow.

"who are you?"

"You don't need to know, because if you know it, you are likely to die." Ye shrugged his shoulders and looked indifferent. He said the facts, his whereabouts could not be exposed.

"Very good, since I don't want to say who I am, then I have to look at it today. In the end, it is a river tyrannosaur, or a local snake!" Wang Jinglong sneered, and the short knife in his hand suddenly appeared a sigh of anger. The horrible black knife mans suddenly appeared behind him, just like a knife in the world.

With the slash of Wang Jinglong, the huge knife is like a black lightning, falling directly from the sky, killing unlimited. I am afraid that even the king of the Fourth Shrine will be easily killed by this knife.

"锵-"

The leaves are still not moving like a mountain, but it is still a finger popping up, but this time his fingertips burst into a golden light, just like a sword, and it resists the black knife, setting it in In the middle of the air.

"Not killing the golden body!"

Among the crowd, there were strong people exclaimed, could not help but breathe, and instantly recognized this move.

Ye Zhong couldn't help but licked his mouth. This East Wildness really had a lot of talent, and there wasn't a bad eyesight.

"It's you!" Wang Jinglong stunned, apparently also guessed the identity of Ye Zhong, with his strength, at this moment is the direct removal of the knife, and quickly retreat, apparently against Ye Zhongjun.

"Yes, it's me, don't you think that I can't do it?" Ye Zhong slowly walked into the air. Since the identity was exposed at this moment, he was no longer concealing. Every time he walked out, his body surface was a trace. At the end, just like a **** furnace burning in his body, it is impossible to look directly.

All the strong players in the field were chilling, and they all felt a kind of horrible pressure. Although they did not rush to the sky like Wang’s killing, they gave people an unspeakable pressure, like a forbearance. If you don't live, you will be on the ground.

"He is the Taikoo sacred body that I was discussing before I was discussing it! I didn't expect that he actually came to this time and went to the South."

"Wang Jinglong is also unlucky. I still said that Ye Zhong couldn't do it. I installed it there. I couldn't think of the Lord at the moment. And I also actively slammed people, really looking for death!"

Many people on the dragon boat were gloating, and they all appreciated the behavior of Wang Jinglong kicking the iron board.

We must know that in the recent four wild storms, Ye Zhong is the only one who has stirred up all the strengths of the young and powerful. After the First World War, he attracted the attention of the world. Many people have already listed him as one of the strongest in the younger generation. It can be said that the wind is gathered together.

"I heard that you can't stay in the West, and you are all enemies. You have to chase after you have to fight. If you look at it, it is a fact." Wang Jinglong looked cold, but he did not dare. Too close, the leaf is not dead, the golden body is small, the world is rare, even if it is his own conceit, but they dare not compete with Ye Zhong.

"You seem to be a fact," Ye Zhong is not angry, but smiles a little. "Look at your appearance. It seems that you want to shoot for the Westerners. I don't bully you, not magical and spiritual." Dan Shen is transforming you, and you are not going to move the sacred sacred soldiers. How about our fair and fair physical confrontation?"

All the strong people in the field are speechless, and to some extent, the physical confrontation is indeed the most fair. However, Ye Zhong is a enchanting man who has already created a golden body. How many people in the world dare to resist his body?

"Yezhong, I know that you are a sacred body, unparalleled in the world, and hard to find in a thousand years. But this cosmic body coexists, even if you are a sacred body, even if it is not dead, it is not immortal, today I will let You understand, what is someone outside!" Wang Jinglong sighed and took one step.

As he moves, he sees between the heavens and the earth, and sees a bright dry well that floats behind him. In the dry well, a translucent black knife looms. In the depths of the dry well, there are countless ghosts crying and crying, as if in the interior of the dry well, do not know how many monsters and monsters are suppressed.

The endless killings continually whizzed out of the dry wells, so that the whole sky was boiling and trembled, just like the end of the day is coming.

"The well of the burial." In the distance, Yao sighed and whispered, seemingly and unintentionally pointing out this.

"What? This is the legendary burial well. Could it be that this is the panacea of ​​Wang Jinglong, that is to say, he is actually a burial body of one of the three thousand gods!"

Many people are exclaimed. It is no wonder that Wang Jinglong is so conceited. He is also one of the three thousand gods in the world.

"The burial of the well, the burial of the infinity of the real magic, buried infinite magic soldiers, if you can open the magic well, it is tantamount to releasing endless real magic, can chaos the world!"

"This kind of change is one of the most evil kinds of gods. It is hard to imagine that this kind of physique close to the legend will actually appear!"

"Fortunately, Wang Jinglong is mostly taking control of this kind of change. Otherwise, if the well of the burial is out, I will turn into blood!"