Chapter 1907

Mo Wenqing's beautiful eyes looked at Ye Fantian with an unbelievable look. She knew Ye Fantian's strength. It was impossible to escape. With his strength, even if she wanted to kill him, it was impossible.

"Why? Why don't you run away!"

Don't ask your beautiful eyes with an unbelievable look, and tears can't be contained

"Hiss..."

Ye Fantian's body forced forward again and directly pierced the long sword into his body again.

At this time, only the hilt of the divine sword was left on it.

"Why should I hide...?"

Looking at Mo asking for love, ye Fantian showed a strange smile on his face.

This delicate pretty face is already pear blossom with rain at this time, and the beautiful eyes are with pain that can't be covered up.

His fingers moved slightly on his delicate chin. Ye Fantian frivolously raised his beautiful white face and kissed Mo's lips.

The familiar and sweet sweet lips were then completely occupied. The pain of the long sword into the body seemed to be fundamental and did no harm to Ye Vatican.

"Woo..."

Mo Wenqing began to struggle violently, but soon Ye Fantian was overbearing and shameless to open the Bei teeth with his tongue, and violently occupied and asked for Mo Wenqing's sweet honey.

Ask, constantly ask, with Mo Wenqing's struggle began to weaken gradually, and finally he couldn't stop holding Ye Fantian.

Automatically send your cherry lips and fragrant tongue.

The sweet and attractive taste and the wonderful little sweet tongue make people crazy and ecstatic.

At this moment, it seems that no one thought to break it. No, not to break it, but to be completely stunned.

In front of the Holy Son of Tianzong, kiss the saint whom the other party likes?

In front of this day's heroes, molested their disciples?

In full view of the public, is it so romantic?

This is definitely not what ordinary people can do. Even the whole Tianzong has no such history.

The appearance of such a thing is clearly to ignore the whole Tianzong.

You are so bold.

"This boy... I like it!"

Sword mother's pretty face showed a slight undetectable smile and whispered with a smile.

Ye Vatican's overbearing, ye Vatican's responsibility and his boldness are appreciated by the sword mother, but these are absolutely not what the son of heaven can do.

"Ye Mingming... I want you to die!!"

In front of so many people, kissing the woman you ordered is not a slap. What is it? And still beat his face hard. If you can, the son of heaven's face is probably swollen now.

Not to mention his status and identity, even as a man, it is unbearable, and he can imagine that within half a day, the whole superstar region will know that his heavenly son's woman is despised by Ye Mingming in full view of the public, and he is beaten in the face by life.

This makes his status bound to plummet!

And he will be the laughing stock of the whole superstar domain.

However, he did not expect that all this seemed to be provoked by himself.

"Die! I'll let you die!"

The son of heaven roared bitterly and madly in his mouth. His body moved suddenly. He shot!

"Paralyzed, you also provoke others' good deeds. Are you really special? You're not a thing!"

The fighting demon Buddha roared loudly.

"Do it!"

Chekov also screamed, a pair of white wings spread out behind him, and a divine existence was formed on his body, and countless bright energy began to evolve.

"The archangel comes!"

A holy angel appeared behind him, and the huge and terrible Holy Cross sword rushed out.

"I've had enough."

The ox demon king threw his mouth away.

"Unbridled, Tianzong, can you be unbridled? Come here and suppress these bastards who don't know whether they live or die!"

The boxing saint's face was very ugly and roared.

Ye Fantian and his party were not only beating his heavenly son in the face, but even himself.

What a figure he is. He shook the sky with one fist, broke the stars with one fist, and established the existence of heaven and earth with both fists. Now I'm afraid his old face will be finished and completely torn off.

"Qiang Qiang..."

Qi Qi, a disciple of Tianzong, made a move, and the terrible spirit of killing was imminent.

"You stand back first."

Feeling the majestic power of the son of heaven, ye Fantian's eyes lit up with a trace of God. That day, the son not only locked him, but even Mo asked for love.

Yes, tianshengzi is crazy now. Looking at the appearance of Lang Qing and concubine of Mo Wenqing and ye Fantian, and their posture of resisting death and lingering kissing, how he is not crazy, especially for such arrogant him, this is a great insult.

"Die, dog man and woman!"

Driving Six Harmonies and ten days, behind him, a virtual shadow of a sage appeared.

Once the breath of the sage appeared, it swept into the sky. All the powers were shocked.

What a powerful breath it is. Although this virtual shadow is very vague, it can also be seen that it is an old man's virtual shadow carrying a bamboo basket. The other party's body stands in it, just like an ordinary posture, but the released breath is like a mountain, which makes people's heart tremble, Even some strong people with relatively weak strength were trembled by this momentum, vomited blood and flew out.

"Asshole!"

The sword mother's Dai Mei moved and immediately began to show an irrecoverable anger and killing intention. She couldn't see how the son was fighting against his disciples that day. It was just looking for death.

"Younger martial sister, you can watch it here!"

The boxing Saint resisted the way of the sword mother and said in a cold tone.

With a terrible angry look on his face, he is completely angry today, and even full of hatred for Mo Wenqing.

"Fist master, don't be shameless. If tianshengzi dares to hurt my disciples, my sword sect will never let you go."

"Don't let me go? Mother Jian, you also mean to say that your sword sect doesn't take the saint to heart at all. Can you insult the saint's disciples at will? Anyway, don't ask for mercy today. Even if your sword sect is refined from our Tianzong, it's not discussed..."

"Hiss..."

Ye Fantian fiercely took out the divine sword. Although the blood looks terrible, in fact, with the terrible effect of the Aoki emperor tree and the new understanding of the nine turn Xuangong in the flesh, it is no longer the original unique skill. The energy flowing in the body is a high-level level, even worse than the energy level of the immortal strong!

"Ye Mingming, this time, I want you to die and disappear completely!"

The son of heaven controls the virtual shadow of the sages behind him. Suddenly, a huge palm slowly prints down towards Ye Fantian's body.

This action looks very slow, but it has the supreme mystery. It can't be avoided from any angle. It seems that you must be suppressed. The breath of terror can't hide the supreme fluctuation.

The powerful killing spirit made Ye Fantian frown slightly.

It's not that he was afraid of the son that day, but that he was surprised at the strength of the virtual shadow of the sage. If he guessed correctly, the virtual shadow of the sage now should have been immortal, otherwise it would be impossible to reach this terrible level.

"But it's nothing to me at all."

Ye Fantian's eyes were scarlet. Looking at the cold and proud smile of the boxing saint on one side, ye Fantian waved a fierce fist.

"Hum..."

Inside the body, the gods are flashing, and outside the body, the supreme brilliance is flashing. The latest energy understood from the heart of the great wilderness, which is called "the power of the great wilderness" by Ye Fantian, is fierce and infinite through the body

"What about the sages? Give it all to me - get out!"

The voice is so overbearing that it rings through the universe.

But the next moment, the huge handprint had been firmly pressed on Ye Fantian's body.

"Boom!"

The huge vibration sound came out, the ground was shaking hundreds of miles around, and the cracks were constantly generated. The birth of runes guarded everything here. It was obvious that the ancient Dharma array here began to work.

"Suppressed?"

"How can it be? This is a demon that even the Emperor Dragon can't suppress!"

"The son of heaven is really strong. The virtual shadow of the sage makes me feel an irresistible breath. This is the real strong man, the young supreme in the world."

In the eyes of the Emperor Dragon, the divine awn was flashing. He didn't expect Ye Fantian to be suppressed so easily.

"Ha ha... Ye Mingming, don't you want to compete with me? This is your end!"

The heavenly son laughed wildly.

But the laughter stopped suddenly.

"Give it to me - get out!"

A violent roar was like the awakening of an ancient man dragon. It erupted madly. At this moment, the world was boiling together, like hundreds of millions of dragons and horses running wildly, the earth was cracking, and the Runes of the ancient array were shattered together.

One punch!

A huge fist with bright light and endless killing intention rushed out of the palm of the virtual shadow of the sage.

The figure is like a wild dragon, driving thunder in ten directions.

All over the sky, the glory of the gods was flashing, and a palpitating energy rushed out.

This is a huge fist with the praise of the gods and an epic poem praising it. It seems to be the anger of the king of gods, but also the roar of the gods.

"Young generation, dare you!"

The fist saint's mouth roared sadly.

"Boom!"

The huge fist flashed on the body of the heavenly son, and the blood suddenly spilled down.

A figure stood slowly in the space full of fragments, proudly unparalleled