Chapter 637

It was a tall man dressed as a barbarian, which was somewhat similar to the little Barbarian King. He was the most powerful expert among the core disciples of huoyun cave, red phosphorus.

The reason why Ye Xiwen was so impressed with him was precisely because he was an ancestor of Chitian, the tribe of Chitian. In fact, it was also because of the man of red phosphorus that he stood out from many tribes under the rule of huoyundong.

Because red phosphorus came to the fore, he soon became the core disciple of huoyun cave. After his tribe got many benefits, he could give birth to more experts. Later, he gave birth to a strong man like red sky. Unfortunately, he was killed by Ye Xiwen before he grew up.

Red phosphorus's body has more self-respect in the sky and earth than red sky. It looks like a pretty God coming from ancient times. The eyes looking at Ye Xiwen are full of cold and hatred.

Chi Tian is the most qualified of his descendants and the most promising to take over his position among the core disciples in the future, but he died in the hands of Ye Xiwen before he had time to give him more support, which is tantamount to cutting off the hope of their whole tribe to continue to develop. It is the ultimate that he alone can support the tribe to the present, Now there is a red sky, but ye Xiwen killed it. How can we not hate Ye Xiwen to the bone.

"Count me. Killing Ye Xiwen can prove my killing way. Ha ha, the more powerful the character is, the more I can prove my existence!" In the void, a void twisted and appeared. He was wearing a cloak and was a little thin. No one could see what he looked like, but a sickle like death was quite eye-catching.

"Tianya society, follow the wind!" It was recognized that this was the core disciple of Tianya society, the largest killer organization in the whole Zhenwu world. It spread all over the whole Zhenwu world. In those years, there were branches of Tianya society even in Dayue country. Jinglei, his disciple, caused a bloody storm in Dayue country. I don't know how many experts he killed, which caused panic in the whole Dayue country.

It's just a legendary disciple. I don't know how much stronger this wind chaser is than the original Jinglei. It's said that this guy was brave enough to assassinate the great sage. Although he didn't succeed, he managed to escape. From then on, he became famous in the first World War, shook the whole Zhenwu world, and soon became the leader among the core disciples of Tianya society.

Different from the general situation, the killers of Tianya society go the way of killing, and the effect of retreat is far from as fast as fighting. In particular, the way of assassination. The stronger the master is, the more he can break through. If Feng Feng really succeeded in assassinating the great saint, now he may have become a frightening killer saint.

The name of chasing the wind is obviously also a code. In fact, in Tianya society, no one uses his real name and there is no need to use his real name. All that is left is a code.

After chasing the wind, another young man in white came out and was recognized almost immediately. He was the core disciple of the northern region's Wuhen temple. Xiang Baiyu looked as gentle as jade, like a jade carving. Among the core disciples of the northern region, he was also an invincible master.

The so-called body is like Bodhi, and flying catkins are difficult to touch, which is the case.

Almost every one of the four people who came out was not under the little man king, and even faintly above him. They were all the strongest people under the great saint.

Any appearance is enough to shock many experts, not to mention so many people around Ye Xiwen to kill you.

Wang Xiaoman also took advantage of this time to recover most of his injuries. His face was very ugly. These people were competitors on weekdays. They knew each other well and represented their respective forces. They didn't know how many times they had fought. Now they were so embarrassed in front of them. How could he not hate, except ye Xiwen, who made a fool of him, These people are also hated by him.

These people also don't know. Otherwise, it is estimated that they will jointly kill xiaomanwang at the first time, but at this time, their eyes are only firmly staring at Ye Xiwen.

Among them, they have known each other for hundreds of years. They have a balance between each other. Even if there are strong and weak points, they will never be strong enough for them to deal with. People like Ye Xiwen have exceeded the bottom line they can allow.

The so-called gun hit the first bird, wood show in the forest, the wind will destroy it, which is precisely this truth.

Ye Xiwen doesn't know this truth, but he doesn't care. Only the trees blown by the wind can be more rooted, leafy and thrive.

They want to eradicate themselves as a rising bird. Why doesn't he want to sharpen himself by the hands of these people.

"Ha ha ha, ye Xiwen, what else can you say now? Now is your time of death. No one can save you!" Little manwang laughed wildly. Now he has a plan. This time, ye Xiwen will die.

"There is no doubt that you will die this time. It has been doomed since Chi Tian died in your hand. I will tear you off with my own hands and avenge him!" Red phosphorus looked at Ye Xiwen coldly.

"People like you shouldn't exist!" Xiang Baiyu of the northern region's Wuhen Temple just said faintly. In a word, ye Xiwen has destroyed the default balance of the people. Such a character must not be tolerated by the people.

"My sickle can't wait to drink your blood, Jie!" The wind said coldly.

"Let's go together. There's no need to make excuses for yourself. Don't want to leave any of the things that appear today!" Ye Xiwen took a deep breath and looked very serious at once. His blood began to surge. These people gave him great pressure and would not be like that just now.

Golden divinity emerged, forming a golden wave, sweeping out circle by circle.

Ye Xiwen's tone was flat, but it made people fall into an ice cave, as if they were really sentencing them to death. Many experts who besieged Ye Xiwen felt cold at this time. Looking at Ye Xiwen's eyes, they were full of killing intention. They couldn't let him survive. However, they were all going to die.

Even Zuo Xiuzhu's faces were very dignified. Although they didn't believe Ye Xiwen could really kill them all, it was absolutely possible to pull them on the back. How did beast Kun die, how did ah Guda die, and how embarrassed Xiao manwang was just now? How could they not know.

Therefore, ye Xiwen's words will never be taken lightly. Ye Xiwen is too dangerous. Now it is just the great perfection of the holy land. It has such terrible strength. If it continues, how far will it develop? It's terrible. Such an anti heaven character should not exist at all.

"Kill!"

I don't know who shouted, and the whole world was drowned by a cry of killing.

Ye Xiwen immediately felt a gust of evil wind blowing on his face, and the killing opportunity suddenly appeared.

"Brush!"

Suddenly, a black light was immediately put in front of Ye Xiwen Neng. It was a sickle of death, which immediately crossed Ye Xiwen's throat.

Almost at the critical moment, he had already rowed and killed Ye Xiwen in front of everyone. He was very fast.

It was chasing the wind that his assassination technique was so profound that it was unimaginable. It was extremely fast. In an instant, he rushed to Ye Xiwen.

In the face of the wind chaser's death, ye Xiwen seemed to have no time to respond. In general, he had rubbed it on Ye Xiwen's neck. They took a breath of air conditioning. Is Ye Xiwen going to die in the wind chaser's hand?

Chasing the wind seemed to feel that ye Xiwen was dying, and couldn't help laughing a little proud.

"Jie Jie, your head, I want it!"

"Really? It's too early for you to be proud!" With a cold hum, ye Xiwen suddenly burst into endless golden light. A sword idea condensed on his hand came first. When it was only a millimetre away, the sword idea exploded on the sickle of the God of death.

"Bang!" Chasing the wind was blown out directly by Ye Xiwen, like a broken kite. His body was not his strength. Meeting Ye Xiwen was equivalent to a human Tyrannosaurus Rex. Even if it was just such a hasty blow, it was enough to blow him out.

"Sure enough!" The corner of the wind chaser's mouth overflowed with blood, but his face showed a more ferocious look, "that's strong enough for me to kill. It seems that I don't have to kill the great saint. If I kill you, I can preach!"

"Really? With you, you only deserve to be the soul under my sword!" Ye Xiwen sneered, waved his long sword and was about to rush up.

At this time, the other four people rushed up, including some other experts around. Although they didn't have the terrible strength of these five people, they also shot Ye Xiwen unreservedly at this time. You can't let Ye Xiwen kill the wind chaser, otherwise it will be their turn.

In the air, a big fire red hand suddenly caught it. It was the fire cloud avalanche hand. The red phosphorus fire cloud avalanche hand didn't know how many years it had been cultivated. It was already perfect. It was photographed at once, as if it had collapsed the void.

One palm will annihilate all ages!

He himself is like a barbarian God from ancient times, who wants to reign in the world.

Ye Xiwen took out his long sword, and the light of the sword was cold in 19 states. The light of the sword tore the world and the world. In an instant, he collided with that big hand.

"Boom!"

The endless light was released, swept up circles of waves, twisted the sky into a magnificent sea and exploded.

The sky and the earth were about to break apart. That big hand was instantly cut into several sections by the sword light. When it exploded in the air, the sky was torn into a huge crack and chaos tilted out.

Red phosphorus only felt that a great force had passed to her hand, so she had to take a few steps back and cross out the great force.

He was very surprised in his heart. If his body was not a real God, his arm had completely burst at this time. Ye Xiwen's sword light was terrible.

(to be continued)