Strongest Martial God

The leaves are heavy and the sword is on the line. The long sword in the hand is only the iron, but at the moment, the sword is sturdy, and the sword is smashed. Just like an ordinary sword, it can rip the sky.

At the entrance of this garden, suddenly there are more than a dozen demon strongmen coming out. These demon strong people are able to see the silk feathers, obviously it is not complete, their eyes are not complete. Very cold, at this moment watching the heavy, there is a sense of killing.

These are the strongmen of the East and the Sun Jinpeng family. Although none of them are emperors, they are all embarrassing characters. Otherwise, will they be qualified to follow the young supreme Xin Jinpeng?

At the moment when Ye Zhong appeared, they did not have any nonsense, but the first one was to spurt Raymond, and the remaining Yaozu directly sacrificed their own artifacts, and they must kill the leaves in the first time.

Their movements are not unpleasant, and each one is full of battles, the speed is almost unimaginable, and their means can not be said, because the moment of the shot is aimed at all the empty doors of Ye Zhong.

This is a group of **** battlefield demon people, under their hands do not know how many people have been corpses, and at this moment, each one has an unprecedented momentum, to kill the leaves in the first time. They are not interested in knowing who Ye Zhong is, simply killing him.

"puff--"

Ye’s face was calm, as if he had already expected this scene, the long sword in his hand was erected, and the Raymond, which was blowing in the face, was directly torn and turned into two halves, and at the same time The sword in his hand is not lost. It is still a sword falling, and he sees an instant blood flying. The demon's eyebrows are cracked, and the body is soft on the ground.

The remaining dozens of demon strongmen just do not see this scene, he continued to rush to the front, the artifacts in each hand broke out Baoguang, together against Ye Zhong.

"咔嚓-"

The artifact in the hands of a demon strong man is directly broken into two pieces together with his body, and the blood of the film is flying.

"puff--"

A sword man was pierced from the throat, and a demon strongman squatted back in his throat, softened on the ground with an incredible look.

"boom--"

The ray swept, like a ray of lightning. This time, seven or eight demon strong bodies burst directly, blood and meat splashed at the same time, dyed the surrounding vegetation, blood smog.

"Snapped--"

The leaf is heavy on one side, and a slap is pulled out toward the back. He hears a loud noise. Under his palm, the entire head of a demon strong is like a watermelon, and the headless body is quite straight. The softness is on the ground, and there is no life at all.

"what--"

The last demon's strongman killed, he has the strength of the fifth shrine king, is the strongest one in this group of guards, in the first time he motivated the five major shrines, up is a shocking blow, toward Where the leaf is heavy, cull.

"噗哧-"

Ye Zhong simply ignored the attack of his five major shrines, but directly penetrated his skull in a sword, and immediately saw a **** splash in the wild, and this last demon king Directly soft on the ground.

Originally, all the saints, the family, and the other people who talked about the ancient sayings were discolored, even if Feng Wen’s expression on his face was frozen at the moment. They have never seen such a person, even did not mobilize the slightest spiritual power, did not use any magical powers, but did not provoke any artifacts, but held a handful of iron to kill, but no one can block He is half a step.

You must know that there are many demon kings in the fifth Jinguwang kingdom. Although these demon kings do not have any magical power in the shrine, they are still very powerful, but they are not his ones. Like a chicken and a dog, he died so cleanly in front of him.

There is no need for any introduction at all. Even those who don’t know Ye Zhong before know that people who appear at this moment will not be other people. It’s sure to be the sacred son of Tiantian, the legendary juvenile emperor, the aristocratic juvenile supreme, and the future of the human race. the Lord.

Recently, he reappeared in the world, and all kinds of rumors about him were once again circulated in the world. Although not long ago, when the discussion was heavy, these people did not pay too much attention to Ye Zhong, but at this moment, even if they were higher than these eyes The top characters, one by one, are full of fear for this **** of killing! Because it is one thing to hear the legend, and when you really see this person appearing in front of you, is it another matter?

Even those who are only talking loudly and thinking that Ye is not counting the strongest people in the world, at this moment, all of them are stiff and do not dare to disrespect him.

Ye Zhong didn't say anything about the big things he had done before. It was only in the near future that he killed the Tianmen almost vomiting blood. Even the East Wild Yaozu had a big loss under his hand. Such a thing, no one knows. Which one doesn't know?

Moreover, even if you don't say this, the **** scene in front of you is enough to explain many problems! These people are even the first-class characters of the saints and the young masters in the world. But who dares to say that their own skills are bigger than those of the demon?

A moment later, Feng Wan, one of the four Princesses of the East, regained her calmness. There was a stream of clouds in her eyes, staring at the leaves, not knowing what was being thought.

Other sons and young masters had to hang their hands on the leaves, although they knew that most of them would offend Xin Jinpeng, but they had to do so. Because Ye Zhong’s name is there! Who dares to provoke him.

Only Xin Jinpeng was completely motionless from beginning to end. Without any slight shake, he sat obliquely on a white jade seat, squinting slightly, his eyes as a knife, and fell on Ye Zhong’s body.

"puff--"

The last few powerful demon kings rushed up to block the path of Ye Zhong. But Ye Zhong did not do much more this time, just taking it one step at a time.

"boom--"

Several demon kings screamed at the same time, spurting blood and looking embarrassed.

"boom--"

The second step of the leaf fell, and the bodies of several demon kings were cracked at the same time, and all of them were shining in Yingying, and the face was unbelievable.

"boom--"

The third step fell, and several demon kings shouted at the same time. The fierce swords entered the body and directly tore their bodies and turned them into pieces of meat.

Three steps, these three steps, Ye Zhong carries a kind of atmosphere like a heavenly power, killing the four wild squeaks, at this moment, his white fluttering, clothes are not blood, very chic, just Such a big step continued to walk towards the garden, but no one dared to stop him.

Everyone is not talking. Even the courage to see Ye Zhongyi is not there. I am afraid that this killing will suddenly erupt, and I will regard myself as the object of murder. A sword will smash myself.

Ye Zhong is like a sword, the white suit is not blood-stained, very clean, but there is a trace of blood on the top of the sword, followed by a piece of rust, which makes people know that the iron arrow in the hand It’s not an artifact, it’s just a random iron.

At this moment, holding this sword, the iron sword, the leaf is like a young man in the world, the suffocating breath, almost instantly makes people collapse.

"锵-"

When the leaves were heavy and pointed, they saw the iron sword flying out and fell directly onto the white jade table. They shivered slightly, and the blood of the pieces spilled out, so that the surrounding saints and the younger ones were covered with blood. .

"I have heard about the East Sage demon Xin Jinpeng as a young supreme. Today, it is really difficult for you to come to the East and the South. For you, if you don’t come, I have to go to the East Wilderness to kill you, isn’t it? It’s very troublesome?” Ye smiled and looked very harmonious. “There was no big gift for the first time. This sword only killed a dozen wastes as a gift to Xin Jinpeng’s Xin Dao. Shouldn’t it be?”

The words are very calm and natural, so that the temperature in the garden is instantly reduced to the freezing point. Although his words are calm, without the slightest ridicule, but partiality contains a strong self-confidence, dazzling and fascinating. Even the wind princess, such a princess, the character of one of the four kings of the East, is now a illusion of dizziness.

"This gift is a good one. It seems that the 13-year-old innocent disciple who I killed before, the Ye brother should have received it?" After a moment of silence, Xin Jinpeng slowly began to fight, the scar on his face. At this moment, a slight twist makes him look very heroic, like a young war god.

"I don't know how confident you are in Ye Xiong. Can you let yourself come to die? I thought I could fight with me?" Xin Jinpeng looked at Ye Zhong, his face was calm, but with a hint of curiosity.

"If you can't even kill, how can I kill the dragon?" Ye Zhong took his hands and licked his mouth. He didn't look at Xin Jinpeng in his eyes. It was like the young and noble of the Yaozu. There was only one dragon. He can look at his eyes. And this person is afraid of the fear of being like a tiger, Xin Jinpeng, but he does not look at each other as a dish.

At the rear, this time even the Feng Princess princess style is a slight change in appearance. As for the other people, they are all shocked and feel a pressure that is almost suffocating.

What kind of self-confidence is this, not to put a group of young supreme in the eyes, if such a person really grows up, their generation will not grow up in his shadow, be suppressed Not a word?

And if such a person is in the world, what if they are the Son and the Lord? It is destined to be a supporting role in this life, and there is no possibility of being in the first place.