Chapter 442 Look Good, Just This One Move

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Ye Xiwen entered the venue, but he saw a young man in his twenties, wearing an orange-yellow robe, with a somewhat arrogant complexion, and the laws on his body were looming. Seeing that his breath is still a little unstable, it is obvious that he has just stepped into it.

This kind of strength is indeed enough to rank among Tianjiao, but he was not in the list of Tianjiao before, which means that he should not have cultivated to the half-step Legendary Great Perfection before, but he has not cultivated to the half-step Legendary Great Perfection, but now he can condense nine hundred and ninety-nine Dao Law, this is indeed a minor miracle, and it should have a certain relationship with the cultivation method he cultivates.

"Tian Shou Hades Rebirth Sutra", what kind of exercise is this book, Ye Xiwen doesn't know, if Ye Mo is there, you can ask, but now Ye Mo is in a deep sleep and has lost contact.

However, Ye Mozai may not know that there are too many sages of human beings, and the exercises created are like the stars in the sky.

"You are Ye Xiwen!" Sun Zhanpeng saw that Ye Xiwen not only did not have any emotions such as fear or jealousy, but on the contrary, he was a little excited. Yes, excited. What Ye Xiwen interprets from his expression is not the kind of encounter The excitement of the opponent, but the excitement of being famous.

"I am!" Ye Xiwen said lightly.

"I didn't expect to meet you here, I'm so excited!" Sun Zhanpeng said with a laugh, "You probably don't know your name in our Xuanyuan Palace, as long as I can kill you, I can logically be killed. Admit it, become Tianjiao and fill the gap left by Fan Ming!"

"Don't doubt, I have such strength!" Sun Zhanpeng said incessantly, as if a person who had not been affirmed for a long time suddenly got such an opportunity and became excited.

"Idiot!" Ye Xiwen opened his mouth and spat out these two words.

"What did you say?" Sun Zhanpeng suddenly burst into anger, "How can people like you understand, how can people like you understand my thoughts, people like you should die!"

"Jidu Hades Sword!" Sun Zhanpeng said that he had an unpredictable aura like that of a demon, and the nine hundred and ninety-nine laws all over his body began to boil, flying in the sky, and every law could be easily crushed. To die for an ordinary half-sage, he claims to have the strength to defeat Ye Xiwen, but it is not all fake, his strength is indeed strong enough to rank among the top talents.

Ye Xiwen heard someone say before that Sun Zhanpeng was not so powerful yesterday. He just completed a rebirth today, and his strength has improved enough to be ranked among the top talents.

Now he was completely irritated by Ye Xiwen and shot with anger,

The power can be imagined, in an instant, the sky was shrouded in endless dark clouds, and the overcast wind blew up like a hurricane.

Sun Zhanpeng, who was wielding a long sword, was like a god, a god in charge of death. The blade contained death, and the endless souls on the blade were howling.

Sun Zhanpeng's long saber turned into a huge blood saber dozens of feet long in the void, with boundless Yin Qi, it slashed horizontally.

Almost immediately when he was about to hit Ye Xiwen's head, Ye Xiwen moved, and he stepped on his feet suddenly, and a boundless golden light burst out from his body, avoiding such a terrifying knife when the Qianjun attacked.

"Boom!" The long knife slammed onto the ground, crushed the surface, and split on the ground. Huge cracks dozens of feet long were bottomless and extremely terrifying.

"drink"! Ye Xiwen shouted, turned into a golden streamer, and was about to rush in front of Sun Zhanpeng in an instant, "That's it!"

"You are too naive!" Sun Zhanpeng's face showed a bit of a hideous look. On the long knife in Sun Zhanpeng's hand, the endless Yin Qi condensed into a sharp arrow and shot out at Ye Xiwen.

"Whoosh!" The long arrow that gathered yin qi instantly cut through the sky, shot through the space, and almost hit Ye Xiwen.

Ye Xiwen jumped abruptly and avoided the sharp arrow of Yin Qi. At this time, Sun Zhanpeng once again slashed towards Ye Xiwen with a terrifying sword that was dozens of feet long, slashing the void and shaking the sky for nine days.

The pupils in Ye Xiwen's eyes shrank slightly. This big sword turned out to be a sacred weapon with infinite power. It seemed to be matched with his martial arts. When a sacred weapon was shot, its power was naturally infinite, just like the gap between the semi-sacred and the holy realm. , the gap between the pseudo-sacred artifact and the holy artifact is also very different. The holy artifact strikes with all its strength, even if it is not urged by the holy realm master, it still has infinite power.

At this time, the disciples who were fighting off the field also recognized that this was a holy weapon, and they were all shocked. This was the first among many disciples to show that he possessed a holy weapon, and the terrifying power of the holy weapon also They were shocked. For them, the pseudo-sacred artifact belonged to the legend, let alone the sacred artifact.

Even many experts in the holy realm are still using fake holy artifact!

The big knife was fast and urgent, and it fell down in an instant.

"Boom!"

The entire space exploded and collapsed.

Countless people were horrified and marveled at the terrifying power of the holy artifact. No wonder Sun Zhanpeng was so arrogant and domineering. It turned out that he had such a trump card. No one was optimistic about Sun Zhanpeng. Humans have killed two arrogances before, and easily defeated a arrogant figure!

But as Sun Zhanpeng sacrificed the holy artifact, everything changed. The appearance of the holy artifact was enough to turn the situation around.

"Ye Xiwen, today is your day of death!" Sun Zhanpeng gasped and sneered.

The power of the holy artifact is very great, but the consumption is also very large. Even if he is already at the peak of the semi-holy, there is still no way to use it for a long time. Just two knives are cut off, and he has already begun to gasp for breath.

Ye Xiwen's figure appeared in the void, with a pair of golden wings spread out behind him, several feet long. He walked in the void, wearing a golden robe, like a god.

His eyes were cold, looking at the high fighting intent, the endless sword intent in his hand condensed into a long sword.

"Ye Xiwen, I'll give you a chance today to give you a decent way to die!" Sun Zhanpeng laughed wildly, with a bit of happiness, a long-suppressed madness that boiled over, madness.

For so many years, he has been pressed down, why, why, why are those so-called arrogances able to be high above, like gods, watching the world, just like Ye Xiwen now, makes him disgusted and makes him want to destroy.

Today, he is going to use his long knife to cut down these so-called arrogances to prove that he is the strongest. Compared with him, those arrogances are simply garbage.

He hates the world, hates this world that doesn't know how to appreciate his talent!

"You've gone crazy!" Ye Xiwen said lightly.

"Yes, I'm already crazy, this is all forced by you people, you arrogant gods, what are you!" Sun Zhanpeng said with a laugh.

Ye Xiwen's expression was stern. He knew Sun Zhanpeng's thoughts, how many geniuses there are in the world, and most of them were ordinary people, a generation who grew up under the shadow of geniuses.

Ye Xiwen didn't want to debate with him whether it was right or wrong. Sun Zhanpeng had fallen into extreme delusions. Ye Xiwen never thought that Tianjiao had anything, that Tianjiao could not be surpassed, nor did he really regard himself as the darling of heaven. , He has no extraordinary talent, nor superhuman roots, everything he has come from his step-by-step hard work, without his countless births and deaths, and no current strength.

"I know you can't swing it a few times, I can kill you, but I've decided to give you a chance to let you understand the gap in real strength!" Ye Xiwen said coldly, that big sword is very sinister, to absorb Death Qi grows, this magical tool often has high requirements for the host, and it will be backlashed if it is not careful.

"Hahaha, I hate your self-righteousness the most!" Sun Zhanpeng laughed wildly. In his eyes, Ye Xiwen is now a collection of those geniuses he hates. He even saw the pity in Ye Xiwen's eyes, which made him even more mad. He doesn't need pity, he doesn't need sympathy.

Whoever dares to sympathize with him, he will kill anyone!

"Boom!" Sun Zhanpeng was fierce and mighty, and a sense of death rose from his body. Countless dead people were roaring and condensed behind him, condensing into a pair of blood-colored eyes that made people dread.

The long knife in his hand pointed at Ye Xiwen, he stepped on his feet suddenly, smashed the void, and charged straight towards Ye Xiwen. He was obviously alone, but he rushed out of the imposing manner of thousands of Yin soldiers and iron cavalry.

"Okay, this is the trick!"

Ye Xiwen shouted, and the golden light on his body burst out, rendering Ye Xiwen's whole body into a golden country. He is the god among them, and the long sword in his hand instantly burst

"Sky Burial Sword!"

"Qiang!" The long sword in Ye Xiwen's hand spun wildly on Ye Xiwen's palm, and a cyclone gradually swept up, becoming more and more violent and gradually covering the sky. The disciples couldn't even see the figure of the two of them.

This is a peerless killing, the long knife and the long sword suddenly collided together.

"Boom!"

The space is like shattered glass shattered into pieces, the air waves are surging, sweeping all directions, the chaos is tilted out, and the killing intent fills the entire space.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, a figure flew out from the endless cyclone.