Chapter 3710

"Memory inheritance is on."

Next, in Ye Xiong's mind, there were many skills and supernatural powers.

The so-called inheritance turned out to be the inheritance of supernatural powers, rather than making him as powerful as his previous life.

The emperor has a bone age of 300000 years. Such a huge memory suddenly rushes into his mind, which ordinary people can't digest at all.

Therefore, the destiny wheel is inherited separately.

Nevertheless, ye Xiong felt his brain was swollen and dizzy.

He stood there as if he were stupid.

"Ye Xiong, do you think you can still fight?" Sang Tian looked at him with a sneer and mocked: "now you, I can knock you down with my fingers."

Ye Xiong finally recovered from his shock, looked at him and said coldly, "not necessarily!"

That look?

Sang Tian was shocked.

I can't describe this kind of eye.

In front of Ye Xiong, his eyes are dull, godless and desperate.

It was a struggle before he was dying. He was considering whether to be a good dog or die.

But now, these eyes can't see the despair and fear in front of them.

Instead, it's all vitality.

Full of faith.

It must be so.

He was hurt like this. Sang Tian didn't believe he was capable of fighting back.

"So, you still have moves, OK, I'll see what you have."

Sang Tian put his hands around his chest and held a theatrical attitude. He left behind his uneasiness just now.

"Sang Tian, just because you didn't take advantage of it just now, I won't kill you later." Ye xionglang said.

With one blow, there was a roar around.

"Ye Xiong, have you been beaten silly?" Outside, the Korean War couldn't help laughing: "just like you are now, you still want to kill your ancestors."

Sang Tian also laughed, as if he heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Well, I'll wait."

All the monks around looked at Ye Xiong.

They are not laughing, but sad.

Ye Xiong's words look like a clown to them.

They really can't think of any chance Ye Xiong will win back.

Strength itself is not enemy, but also seriously injured, and even can't stand stably.

How can you win?

Only one person, looking at Ye Xiong, lit up hope in the bottom of his heart.

"The master said that ye Xiong is a stronger person when he meets a strong one. Is it difficult that he really hasn't used any means?" Chu Tianjiao's heart.

In full view of the public, ye Xiong closed his eyes!

After recovering the memory of his previous life, there were many frightening powers in his mind.

There is a magic power called divine light self-healing, which can heal wounds quickly. It is the most practical move of the divine light.

The reason why the human emperor can beat all the invincible hands among the four emperors is that the divine light heals itself.

Even if the injury is multiple, it can recover quickly, as if there is a body of self-healing.

Unless such a pervert kills him with one move, he will lose if he continues to fight.

The divine light self-healing can be displayed from the sixth floor of the emperor's Sutra.

The higher the level, the better the cure effect.

At the tenth floor of the emperor's Sutra, as long as you don't die, you can have white bones, raw meat and immortality.

It's only a minor injury. The seven story book of the emperor of man is enough!

Ye Xiong shows his divine light.

Suddenly, the body was radiant and radiant.

His body was bathed in light.

Like a dying fish, into the water.

Like withered flowers, moistened by the rain.

In everyone's eyes, ye Xiong was full of wounded flesh, and healed quickly with the speed seen by the naked eye.

"How is that possible?"

"Self healing body?"

"It's not a self-healing body, it's the healing of the divine light."

"God, does the divine light still have this ability?"

The people around were shocked, amazed, unimaginable and unbelievable.

Everyone, look silly.

A moment ago, a scarred man who could hardly stand still suddenly became lively.

No one was shocked.

Sang Tian's eyes were as big as a copper bell, and his mouth swelled: "what kind of magic is this?"

He can't use any other words to describe it except magic.

This is too bad!

"It's not magic, it's magic." Ye Xiong road.

"Can there be such a supernatural power against heaven in the five ways?" Sang Tian has never heard of it.

"The five ways really don't exist, but the way of heaven does!" Ye Xiong smiled.

As soon as he said this, there was another uproar.

"How is it possible for the divine power of heaven?"

"Where did he get such a magic power?" Opinions vary, I can't believe it“ Sang Tian, I lost the first half just now. Now it's the end. The winner is the one who laughs to the end. " Ye Xiong said while driving his vitality. He was full of divine light“ I'll see how many injuries you can treat. Next time, I won't give you a chance to heal. " Sang Tianheng put his sword in his chest, held the handle with his right hand and wiped it with force. The blood essence falls on the sword and the cutting sword shines brightly“ Sang Tian, the real magic power doesn't need to sacrifice the sword with blood. Now you are not controlling the chopping sword, but the chopping sword is controlling you. In the long run, you will become a sword slave, and the chopping sword will also become a peerless demon sword, which will bring disaster to the common people. " Ye Xiong said proudly“ Nonsense, I can get the grace of heaven. " Sang Tianleng hum“ The way of heaven is also human. As long as it is human, it will make mistakes. "“ Don't talk nonsense. I'll see how you guard against my sky sword. " The sword path is vertical and horizontal. The sword momentum points directly at the sky and attracts the power of heaven and earth. Countless forces fell from the sky into Sang Tian's body. For a moment, his momentum climbed to the top. It was the sword that hurt Ye Xiong just now. Repeat the old technique! Cut! A sword that can split the universe in two and cut it down with a momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers“ It's as strong as he wants. Why should we shake him? "“ Strong, not just recruit strong, strong comprehensive strength, is really strong. " JOJO JOJO! Three arrows at once. Sunset bow. Buddha's light shines everywhere, and Prajna palm pats it. Magic yuan surged up and covered the sky and earth. Ye Xiong's body lost its trace“ Sang Tian, do you think that the divine sword is out of control? In the long run, you will be enslaved by the sword and you will become a sword slave. Through the ages, no one has come to a good end by sacrificing the sword with blood. " The voice of thunder sounded in Sang Tian's soul. It's the great Vatican mantra“ Die! " Sang Tian cut down the black fog with a sword. It's the same as the previous sword. The people around were staring at the black fog in front of them, waiting for the final result. Can ye Xiong resist this sword? For a long time, the black fog dissipated. In the middle of the air, a man stood with his hands on his back, with an unspeakable natural and unrestrained figure. Except for some messy hair, nothing happened. The whole audience is petrified“ Prevent... Stop. " Chu Tianjiao stuttered“ It's impossible... "The voice of the Korean War trembled and couldn't believe it. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.