Chapter 652

Lao Yi blew out one punch and one punch. In a twinkling of an eye, thousands of moves had passed. He still failed to win Ye Xiwen and began to realize that it was wrong. He was not a fool, but he played too smoothly just now. Ye Xiwen just let him fight, as if he had no resistance at all, but after all, he experienced many battles and soon reacted.

Once the reaction woke up, the last bit of pride and arrogance disappeared.

His feathered fist has been played many times. Ye Xiwen's seemingly unsustainable defense has been shaky until now.

"Damn it!" Lao Yi scolded in a low voice. The immortal showed the way and burst out in an instant. His breath was also adjusted to the peak in an instant. He hit with all his strength to completely burst the boundary on Ye Xiwen.

"Boom!" The place where ye Xiwen stood was completely broken.

"Ha......" Lao Yi immediately looked up at Tianchang and smiled, but only half smiled, but it was like choking by something. Ye Xiwen, who should have disappeared, still stood firmly in that place and stepped on the chaos. The layers of golden waves under his feet were fluctuating, and the chaos that could erase people could not get close.

"Boom!" Ye Xiwen was swept up by a surging weather trend. For a time, the wind and cloud changed color and the stars were trembling.

"It's my turn!"

Ye Xiwen shouted, his eyes full of war, and his breath was stronger than just now.

This was the first time he really fought with the great sage. It didn't count before, because he had a powerful and invincible body with the help of the separation of stars and monsters. It was purely to break the skill with strength. What martial arts and skills were floating clouds in front of his absolutely invincible body. He didn't care about anything, but just kept rolling.

But not now. Now we have to borrow his own power. Although his flesh is also very strong, it can't be compared with the giant star beast. It needs to cooperate with Tianyuan mirror. Just now, in the process of constantly adapting to the power of Tianyuan mirror, although he has been passively beaten, he has actually been making progress.

The eyes of the people were in doubt. Did ye Xiwen hide any strength and fail to play it? It was like taking a roller coaster, sometimes heaven and sometimes hell.

He was a half step great saint. When he fought with the great saint, he even hid some strength. I really don't know whether he is strong enough or he wants to die.

But they didn't know that ye Xiwen didn't keep it at all. When he fought with the great sage, he dared to keep his strength. Isn't that a suicide? It should be noted that the lion must fight the rabbit with all his strength, not to mention fighting the strong with the weak, but his cooperation with Tianyuan mirror before did not have such a tacit understanding. Ye Xiwen also needs enough time to understand Tianyuan mirror after being promoted to a great holy instrument. It is most appropriate to understand it in battle.

When the tacit understanding went up bit by bit, ye Xiwen also touched the power of Tianyuan mirror after he was promoted to be a great saint, and his strength seemed to be rising.

Ye Xiwen burst into a drink, suddenly stepped on his feet, set off a golden wave, and an unmatched breath shot out of his body.

One step out, the void of the universe was shaking, and a bloody breath swept the whole universe. In an instant, it appeared in front of Lao Yi, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

It turned into a sword light in the sky and cleaved down like lightning.

"When!" Ye Xiwen cut off the long sword in his hand, and Lao Yilian hurriedly raised his hand to stop it. A mysterious smell of law came out of his arms and formed a barrier in front of him. The long sword split on the barrier. For a time, sparks splashed everywhere, and the sparks burned through the space, like the sound of gold and iron.

"Ye Xiwen, you can't help me!" Lao Yi laughed. He didn't realize it. When ye Xiwen couldn't help him has become something he should be proud of.

"But your sister!" The long sword in Ye Xiwen's hand was cut down like a mountain knife again. It was cut down without any moves, but with unimaginable terrible power.

The whole space was torn apart in an instant.

"When!" There was another sound of gold and iron, and sparks splashed everywhere.

Lao Yi only felt that a huge force rushed down and was almost split by Sheng Sheng. He was very depressed. Although he blocked the edge of the long sword with a boundary, the strange force could not be stopped. This was a human Tyrannosaurus Rex and a monster in human skin.

Without waiting for him to think about it, ye Xiwen swept down the second move. He actually used the long sword as a sabre technique. In the early days, the acquired Sabre technique Lengyue cut in his hand. At that time, his realm was just the acquired realm, but now his casually fabricated Sabre technique may have gone beyond the holy realm.

The power of Leng Yue's chop in his hand is more than 10000 times stronger than the original, and the characteristics that one is stronger than one knife are also reflected incisively and vividly in his hand.

"When!"

This Sabre is even more terrible than the power just now. Lao Yi just felt that his hands were going to be wasted. There was a crack in the whole border. He was very depressed. This border was issued by an inner armor on his body. It was a crippled holy weapon. He had offered it as a treasure since he got this inner armor a hundred years ago, Also because of the protection of this inner armor, he was never hurt in the battle of the same level. He had always crushed others, but now it was his turn to be crushed.

Even the border has cracks, which is unimaginable for him.

But if he knew that ye Xiwen had a great holy instrument on his body, maybe he would understand.

"Your sister!" Ye Xiwen's anger is still hard to calm. These people of the eclosic sect are simply bullying and domineering.

"When!" There was another roar of gold and iron, and Lao Yi's hands were bursting open.

"Your sister!"

"When!"

"Your sister!"

"When!"

Ye Xiwen's long knife waved more and more. This set of cold moon chop played an unimaginable power in his hand. At least the originator didn't expect that one day, a great saint who can be completely crushed by this set of knife technique has no power to fight back.

"Bang!" Ye Xiwen cut off another knife. The eyes of the people with the light of the knife hurt. In a moment, it broke Lao Yi's defense. In itself, it was just a incomplete holy weapon. How can ye Xiwen, who cooperated with the complete holy weapon, stand such a crazy chop.

Incomplete and complete sacred vessels are not a concept at all. Sacred vessels are very difficult to damage, but once damaged, their power will be greatly reduced.

The knife cut on Lao Yi's body and cut a long crack, which was blocked by his inner armor, but Lao Yi's body flew out directly and crashed directly into a meteorite to remove Juli. His eyes were full of horror. He couldn't believe that it would be like this.

How could he be beaten by a half step saint? It's like listening to a myth.

At this time, many martial arts onlookers around, especially the disciples of the feather sect, were stunned. What did they see? What do you see?

A great saint was beaten by a half step great saint!

If it is a miracle that a half step saint can compete with a saint, what is it now? Myth?

"It's impossible. Elder martial brother Lao is invincible. How can he be beaten by this half step saint?" Especially the disciples of the eclosic sect, no one wants to believe this. This is the indigenous people in the Zhenwu world they despise. The so-called strongest under the great saint is also regarded as a joke by them, but only from now on, it is not only the strongest under the great saint, but the weaker ones in the great saint are not his opponents.

The martial artists in the real martial arts world also took a breath of air-conditioning. Seeing this scene, they were no less surprised than the disciples of the feather cult. Especially those martial artists who had seen Ye Xiwen kill in the demon world before, they felt boundless frustration.

If ye Xiwen killed hundreds of masters in the later stage of the great sage just makes people think that he has created a miracle, then it is really a myth now.

A half step Saint actually beat a saint. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe it.

It's not that Lao Yi is too weak, but that ye Xiwen is too strong. If Lao Yi is a genius, then ye Xiwen is a demon, a demon in human skin.

Yes, that's what they think now. In addition, they can't find a reason to describe it at all.

Ye Xiwen ignored everyone's surprise, but stepped out again and chased Lao Yi.

"Ye Xiwen, go to hell!" When Lao Yi saw Ye Xiwen chasing after him, he immediately looked a little crazy. An indescribable and unknown force in the void was diffuse and boiling, and countless mysterious forces swept in the air and fell down.

The space was silently torn open. A huge door fell from the sky. The door made of huge white jade was wrapped with mysterious and unimaginable breath, mysterious, simple and noble, which was suppressed in an instant.

"God, this is the gate of the fairyland? This is the highest meaning of the feathered fist. The eldest martial brother has trained to summon the gate of the fairyland. This is to use the power of the whole fairyland to collapse the void. Ye Xiwen is dead!"

"Yes, the gate of the fairyland is the gateway to the fairyland, with the smell of the fairyland. It is said that once he crosses the gate of the fairyland, he can accept the baptism of the power of the fairyland and become an immortal. He can't resist the gate of the fairyland, because he wants to compete with the whole world!"

The disciples of the feather sect recognized this huge portal one after another and were immediately surprised.

Ye Xiwen's expression was dignified. He felt a terrible power from this portal.

(to be continued)