Chapter 420

These may be the elites of the last term or the older ones in this term, but anyway, they are definitely elites. They are not much worse than Tianjiao. Together, these people generally want Tianjiao to retreat.

Not only Zhenwu academy, but also other forces are mostly calculated on the basis of a hundred years, especially the adjacent sessions, which are often compared, because the difference is not far. At the beginning, the difference of one session may be very different, but later, it takes more than ten years or decades to go further, This gap is nothing.

This group of seven people, led by a young man, about twenty-eight years old, handsome and extraordinary, a great sense of self-confidence is reflected in him.

"This lion tiger dragon is ours. Hurry up and go. We won't embarrass you!" Behind the man, a woman stepped forward and said faintly. She didn't look at Ye Xiwen. In her eyes, ye Xiwen was just the beginning of semi saint and had no right to talk to them at all.

Ye Xiwen suddenly felt a little confused. What's this? He robbed his prey and gave you a look of charity.

A ray of fierce light flashed in Ye Xiwen's eyes. Lengyan looked at the people in front of him, and a look of ridicule flashed across the corners of his mouth.

There were four men and three women among the seven people. Each of them was a hero among the people. They had a pressing momentum. When they saw that ye Xiwen didn't go, they immediately pressed against him. The air around Ye Xiwen was twisting.

"What are you doing? We're in a good mood today. If we don't go again, don't blame us for being rude!" The woman seemed to kindly remind Ye Xiwen.

"Get out!" Another man doesn't have such a good breath. He just stares at the dragon body of the lion tiger dragon and can extract a few drops of real dragon blood. For them, it's like a treasure. People of cultivation, who says they have enough time. Even those outstanding people are often trapped in lack of time and finally die on the road of cultivation.

"I killed this lion tiger dragon. Naturally, it belongs to me!" Ye Xiwen said faintly that his heart is boiling with killing intention. They like the blood of the real dragon. Why isn't Ye Xiwen? If they kill it by themselves, it's OK. But ye Xiwen fought hard. Now they come out and want to take the body. How can there be such a good thing.

"We have been tracking this lion tiger dragon for three days. We were about to start, but you came out and robbed our prey. Are you still reasonable at this time?" A man looked coldly at Ye Xiwen with cold eyes.

"Good, good, good, I've seen shameless, I've never seen such shameless!" Ye Xiwen laughed and his killing intention was boiling. He tracked the lion tiger dragon for three days. What's the international joke? The lion tiger dragon is over there, in the old nest. Do you need to track it? Obviously, it's just a casual mention and a careless remark.

"This area is indeed divided to us according to the previously agreed place. If you don't go, don't blame us!" At this time, the leading man said that he was not aggressive, only a faint disregard, and did not speak of Ye Xiwen at all.

"Division, what division, why don't I know?" Ye Xiwen said with a slight frown.

Ye Xiwen thought to himself, it's really possible. No wonder he saw the martial artists flying around one after another and didn't gather in one place. He may have divided the region when he first landed on the big star, and he didn't follow the landing at the first time, but later came by himself.

But what does this have to do with him? He didn't participate in the division. It's none of his business.

In the eyes of the real strong, this division is a joke, even for ordinary babies, but once there is a baby that everyone wants to compete for, the so-called regional division will completely become a big joke.

"Talk nonsense to him. Just kill him!" At this time, an impatient warrior behind him could not bear it and shouted, "just right, there should be a lot of good things on him. Just take them together!"

"Sunrise East!" The warrior shouted loudly.

At the same time, the warrior began to fight. He turned his palm into a fist and hit Ye Xiwen directly. Suddenly, a heat wave came to his face. The fire red God awn condensed into a big sun, dazzling, and pressed down directly towards Ye Xiwen.

He cultivates a martial art called Chi RI Ba Quan, which is extremely overbearing. Ordinary people can't stop his attack at all. The bully is unparalleled in the horizontal bar.

The hegemonic line is to subdue everything in the world and deal with all kinds of dissatisfaction, but the premise is to have enough strength. When there is enough strength, it will be invincible, but it will be easy to break when you meet someone stronger than yourself.

But he met Ye Xiwen, who was also overbearing. Ye Xiwen also moved at this time. The Dragon waved its tail, and ye Xiwen's arm turned into a thick dragon. Between the swings, the endless God sea was boiling, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder, so he pulled it directly.

"Hula!" The space is like a famous painting, which is pulled apart from the middle and rolled down like a mountain.

"Boom!" That round of constant pressure on the big day seemed to encounter the dog eating the sun. The endless divine light was scattered by the dragon tail drawn from the mountain. That round of big day was the artistic conception condensed after the martial artist practiced Chiri baquan. However, when facing Ye Xiwen's dragon tail, he was not an opponent at all and was scattered by the dragon tail.

Artistic conception is a martial artist's full understanding of heaven and martial arts. It was immediately dispersed, which made him feel depressed and want to vomit blood. He choked his blood and fainted.

However, the dragon tail's offensive did not stop. It fell down with great prestige, and the world was shaking and crumbling.

The whole arm of the warrior was swept by Ye Xiwen's dragon power and turned into a blood mist.

"Ah!" The warrior screamed, and his whole body flew upside down. Although his body did not turn into a blood mist like his arm, his whole body was also broken by the huge force.

"Give it to me, you must not let him go!" At this time, the man in charge burst out and said that he finally knew that the man in front of him at the beginning of the semi holy period was not simple. Not only was he not vulnerable to them, but even if he was a single person, he would be killed instantly. It might be the pride of this generation.

He vaguely thought of a man, ye Xiwen, who was in the limelight half a year ago. It is said that he defeated Pang Yangbo's attack at that time just half a step in the legendary great circle. That was the existence of a generation of Tianjiao and invincible in the same realm. Ye Xiwen was beaten half to death in a low realm. Ye Xiwen's strength was unimaginable.

At the thought of this, he took a breath of air-conditioning, but at this time, he couldn't help hesitating. Because of the strange robbery, he had basically offended Ye Xiwen and shot at Ye Xiwen. Moreover, the martial artist's horizontal arms were cut into blood mist and his bones were broken. He couldn't stand back, otherwise, the hearts of the whole team would be scattered.

He couldn't help thinking about the situation at this time. He had to kill Ye Xiwen.

He took the lead in attacking Ye Xiwen. A long knife in his hand was shot in an instant. The whole person's temperament changed. He didn't have the dull feeling just now. On the contrary, a kind of evil and strange atmosphere swept away.

With a knife cut off, the stone broke the earth, and countless evil spirits gathered and swept away towards Ye Xiwen.

What he practiced was an evil skill called evil heart Dao. The name of the Dao was evil heart. It led people into evil. It was very fast. In that moment, he cut dozens of knives and cut the space between heaven and earth one by one.

After vaguely guessing Ye Xiwen's possible identity, he naturally didn't dare to ask big and tried his best. Otherwise, he would only die miserably.

Behind him, although the martial artists did not know what was wrong with the man who was the leader. They valued the boy so much. As soon as they made a move, they had the power to make a move. There was no chance, but they didn't dare to say anything at this time. They hurriedly shot at Ye Xiwen.

Such a scene moved heaven and earth. Almost none of the space in front of Yexi's tattoo was intact and almost all were broken.

The endless power of martial arts was extremely murderous. At this time, ye Xiwen finally moved. Ye Xiwen just pushed out with a flat palm, and there was no gorgeous scene. He just pushed out with a flat palm. The endless power of God was blown onto these hands and was completely resisted. There was no way to go further.

"Chih!" Ye Xiwen whispered. His big hand suddenly grabbed into the sky and turned into a golden hand. It seemed that God only extended his big hand to the world. The strength of those gods was vulnerable in front of the big hand. When he grabbed it suddenly, they were caught one after another. They were pinched and exploded almost immediately without any obstacles.

Everyone was frightened. Those people finally understood why the leading man attached so much importance to it. It was a peerless killing move. It was a peerless killing God and a frightening peerless killing God.

If ye Xiwen only defeated any one of them, they would not have such violent emotional fluctuations. After all, although they hope to be invincible, they dare not say that they are invincible. Even though many people of the same generation are better than them, ye Xiwen instantly defeated their joint offensive with an incomparable strong attitude, Such a powerful, simply beyond their imagination, this is not a holy land, just the beginning of a semi holy statue.

(to be continued)