Chapter 442

When ye Xiwen entered the venue, he saw that he was a young man in his twenties, dressed in an orange robe, with a somewhat arrogant face and looming rules. Ye Xiwen counted 999. His breath was still unstable. It was obvious that he had just stepped into it.

Such strength is indeed enough to rank as Tianjiao, but he was not among Tianjiao before. It shows that he should not have cultivated to the great perfection of half step legend before, but he has not cultivated to the great perfection of half step legend. Now he can condense 999 laws. This is really a miracle, which should have a certain relationship with the skills he cultivates.

Ye Xiwen doesn't know what kind of skill it is. If ye Mo is there, you can ask, but now ye Mo is in a deep sleep and has lost contact.

However, ye Mo may not know that there are too many human sages, and the creation skills are like stars in the sky. There are countless. It is obviously impossible to know them all.

"You are ye Xiwen!" Sun Zhanpeng saw that ye Xiwen was not afraid or afraid. On the contrary, he was a little excited. Yes, excited. What ye Xiwen interpreted from his expression was not the excitement of meeting his opponent, but the excitement of becoming famous.

"I am!" Ye Xiwen said faintly.

"I didn't expect to meet you here. I'm so excited!" Sun Zhanpeng laughed and said, "you probably don't know your name in our Xuanyuan hall. As long as I can kill you, I can be recognized as Tianjiao and fill the gap left by fan Ming!"

"Don't doubt that I have such strength!" Sun Zhanpeng talked endlessly. It's like a person who hasn't been affirmed for a long time. Now he suddenly gets such an opportunity and is excited.

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

"What are you talking about?" Sun Zhanpeng was immediately angry. "How can people like you understand? How can people like you understand my idea? People like you should die!"

"Jidu Pluto sword!" Sun Zhanpeng said that he had a mysterious smell like a demon God. 999 laws all over his body began to boil and fly in the sky. Each law can easily crush an ordinary semi saint. He claims to have the strength to defeat Ye Xiwen, but it is not all fake. His strength is really strong and powerful enough to rank in the arrogance of heaven.

Ye Xiwen heard someone say before that sun Zhanpeng was not so powerful yesterday. Today, he has just completed a rebirth, and his strength has improved greatly, which is enough to rank as Tianjiao.

Now he was completely angered by Ye Xiwen and shot with anger. His power was conceivable. In an instant, the sky was shrouded in endless dark clouds, and the Yin wind blew like a vigorous wind.

Sun Zhanpeng waving a long knife is like a God, a God in charge of death. There is death between the blades, and endless dead souls on the blade are howling angrily.

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

Almost immediately, when he was about to hit Ye Xiwen's head, ye Xiwen moved, stepped on his feet suddenly, and his body burst into boundless golden light. He avoided such a terrible knife when a thousand troops fired.

"Boom!" The long knife crushed the earth, crushed the surface of the earth, and cut a huge crack tens of feet long on the ground. It is very terrible.

"Drink"! Ye Xiwen shouted and turned into a golden streamer. In an instant, he was about to rush to sun Zhanpeng, "that's it!"

"You are so naive!" Sun Zhanpeng's face showed a ferocious 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 in an instant.

"Whoosh!" The long arrow with Yin Qi suddenly cut through the sky and space, and almost hit Ye Xiwen.

Ye Xiwen jumped suddenly and avoided the sharp arrow of Yin Qi. At this time, sun Zhanpeng again waved a terrible knife tens of feet long and chopped at Ye Xiwen, splitting the void and shaking for nine days.

The pupil of Ye Xiwen's eye is tiny. This big knife is actually a holy weapon with infinite power. It seems to be matched with his martial arts. When a holy weapon is released, the power is naturally infinite, just like the gap between semi holy and holy land. The gap between pseudo holy weapons and holy weapons is also different. The holy weapon has infinite power even if it is not urged by Holy Land experts.

At this time, the disciples of the appearance battle also recognized that it was a sacred weapon, and they were shocked. This was the first of many disciples to show that they had a sacred weapon, and they were shocked by the terrible power of the sacred weapon. For them, the pseudo sacred weapon belongs to the legendary thing, not to mention the sacred weapon.

Even many holy land masters are still using pseudo holy ware!

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

"Boom!"

The whole space exploded and collapsed.

Countless people were shocked and stunned at the terrible power of the sacred vessel. No wonder sun Zhanpeng was so arrogant and domineering. It turned out that there was such a card. No one was optimistic about sun Zhanpeng. After all, sun Zhanpeng's strength even if he was chasing Tianjiao directly. This man in front of him had killed two Tianjiao and easily defeated a Tianjiao character!

However, with sun Zhanpeng offering sacred vessels, everything is different. The emergence of sacred vessels is enough to reverse the situation.

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

The holy weapon is powerful, but it consumes a lot. Even if he is already a semi holy peak, he still can't use it for a long time. Just two knives cut off, he has begun to breathe heavily.

Ye Xiwen's figure appeared in the void. Behind him, a pair of golden wings spread out, several feet long. He walked in the void, wearing a golden God's clothes, like a God in heaven.

His eyes were cold, and he looked at the high intention of war. The endless sword intention in his hand condensed into a long sword.

"Ye Xiwen, today I give you a chance to die with dignity!" Sun Zhanpeng laughed and smiled wildly. He was a little happy. A kind of madness that had been suppressed for a long time was completely boiling and crazy.

For many years, he has been under pressure. Why, why can those so-called Tianjiao be high above, like gods, looking at the world, like Ye Xiwen now, disgusted him and wanted to destroy him.

Today, he will use his long knife to cut down these so-called Tianjiao to prove that he is the strongest. Compared with him, those Tianjiao are just rubbish.

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

"You're crazy!" Ye Xiwen said faintly.

"Yes, I'm crazy. It's all driven by you people. What are you?" Sun Zhanpeng laughed and said.

Ye Xiwen looked cold. He knew sun Zhanpeng's idea. How many Tianjiao in the world, more ordinary people, grew up in the shadow of Tianjiao.

Ye Xiwen doesn't want to debate with him whether it is right or wrong. Sun Zhanpeng has fallen into extreme delusion. Ye Xiwen never thinks that Tianjiao has anything, that Tianjiao can't be surpassed, and that he doesn't really regard himself as Tianjiao like the beloved of heaven. He has neither extraordinary talent nor superhuman roots, Everything he has comes from his step-by-step struggle, without his countless life and death, and without his current strength.

"I know you can't wave it a few times. I can kill you, but I decided to give you a chance to let you understand the gap between real strength!" Ye Xiwen said coldly that the broadsword is very evil to absorb the growth of dead Qi. This kind of magic tool often has high requirements for the host, and it will be backfired if you are not careful.

"Hahaha, I hate your self righteousness!" Sun Zhanpeng laughed wildly. In his eyes, ye Xiwen is now a collection of those arrogant people he hates. He even saw a trace of pity in Ye Xiwen's eyes, which made him more crazy. He doesn't need pity or sympathy.

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

"Boom!" Sun Zhanpeng was fierce and powerful. A kind of death spirit rose faintly on his body. Countless dead people roared and condensed behind him into a pair of frightening blood colored eyes.

The long knife in his hand pointed to Ye Xiwen. He suddenly stepped on it, crushed the void, and rushed towards Ye Xiwen. It was obviously a person, but it rushed out of the momentum of thousands of Yin soldiers and iron cavalry.

"Watch it, that's it!"

Ye Xiwen drank loudly, and the golden God awn burst out, rendering Ye Xiwen's whole body into a golden country. He was the God among them, and the long sword in his hand was shot in an instant.

"Bury the Heavenly Sword!"

"Qiang!" The long sword in Ye Xiwen's hand rotates wildly in the palm of Ye Xiwen's hand. Gradually, a cyclone sweeps up, becoming more and more violent, and gradually obscuring the sky. Many legendary disciples watching the war in sub space can't even see them.

It was an unparalleled killing, and the long knife and sword suddenly collided with each other.

"Boom!"

Space is like broken glass, which is broken into pieces. The air waves are surging, sweeping all directions. Chaos tilts out, and killing intention fills the whole space.

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

(to be continued)