Chapter 1522

Ye Zichuan's 95th battle begins.

No accident, he was challenged by another disciple of Shengxue mountain, and the ranking was not far behind him.

"Please

This is a very brave man. He is very handsome. He has a sword eyebrow on his temples. He looks like a rainbow. Standing there, he looks like a sharp sword tearing the sky.

Without any words, ye Zichuan started directly.

He tore open the void, crossed over, raised his fist and shot.

The heroic man held the seal in his hand, and a golden sun appeared in his hand. With a fiery and violent breath, he beat Ye Zichuan.

Boom!

It's like a real sun explodes here, the light is surging, the streamer is flying all over the sky, and the blazing sea of fire is sweeping away, covering here.

Yingwu man's arm numb, heart awe inspiring.

Then he picked up Fayin in his other hand, and a cold moon rose here. The force of yin and cold frozen thousands of miles, and instantly extinguished the sea of fire, and the air of killing and cutting surged.

Ye Zichuan is happy and fearless, and his response is domineering fist.

Bang! Bang!

They had a quick fight. Within a few breaths, they had a fight hundreds of times.

Ye Zichuan was surprised in his heart. Although he was behind him in the ranking, his strength was not bad. He was definitely better than the top of the prefecture level and was gradually moving towards the limit.

There is no accurate conclusion about this limit. After all, you can practice and precipitate all the time before you touch the heaven level.

Ye Zichuan is just on the road now, not really reaching his limit.

So he is supporting the war with war, and he wants to push all his strength to the top.

Boom!

In a roar, the two figures separated.

The brave man stepped back and felt that his arms were shaking slightly. He felt like he was fighting with a piece of god gold in human form.

Too hard, too tough, it doesn't look like the body of life, strong and incredible.

In contrast, ye Zichuan's face remained unchanged.

As soon as his figure flashed, it turned into a human like lightning, which came again.

The Yingwu man holds the cold moon in his left hand and the big sun in his right hand. His hands are in one. A sky light bursts here. The bright beam tears open space and time, smashes thousands of paths, and comes with a tremendous impact.

Ye Zichuan's whole body glowed, and a fine light rushed out of the sea of God, passed through the five zang organs, and then vomited out of his mouth.

talk rapidly!

This is like a hanging galaxy, gorgeous and colorful, in a trance, there are countless stars shining in it, vast and magnificent.

Mouth spit essence, into the Milky way, such a means amazing.

Boom!

Thunderous, the vast sea is turbulent, the surging power is surging here, to all directions.

Two powerful forces collided together, breaking out amazing fluctuations.

In the violent big energy fluctuation, ye Zichuan's body crossed, shuttled through, and killed him bravely again.

With a gentle rebuke, the Yingwu man's hands instantly formed complex fingerprints. A picture of Taoism appeared in the sky. The dense patterns of Taoism were intertwined, and the runes were flashing.

It's like a picture of heaven has come down. The supreme power makes people shudder. They can't help kneeling down. They seem to be pressing a blue sky.

Ye Zichuan, like a steel gun, stood in the same place and looked up at the road map. His face was calm and his eyes were electrified.

When Fang Daotu fell to the top of his head, he did it.

He grabs Daotu with both hands and shakes his whole body. A gray light bursts out in his body. With a tearing sound, Daotu, which contains endless Daoli power, is torn apart.

It's like tearing the cloth. It's easy to tear it in two.

This scene dazed everyone.

Yingwu's man's pupils contracted and his heart was shaken.

What kind of power is it to tear Daotu with bare hands?

And ye Zichuan is not affected at all, there is no injury, which makes the man some unbelievable.

What a powerful body is this?

Is he a friar majoring in the body, intending to be sanctified by the body?

Ye Zichuan didn't give him a chance to think. He cut through the void and cut down a snow-white blade, which directly divided the whole time and space into two parts.

Yingwu man's face was dignified and he didn't dare to be careless.

There was a big seal on his head, and thousands of purple lights fell down, like a purple magic mountain, and he ran into the sword.

When!

The sound of gold and iron blows, the sound of clang is harsh, and the gorgeous brilliance surges forward.

Ye Zichuan took a step forward and came directly to the man.

The man shrugged a surprise, big print suppress down, but be ye Zichuan a grasp, so hold in the hand.

No matter how the man urged, the big seal could not break free and was caught dead.

Ye Zichuan's hand vibrated, and one hand suppressed the seal.

Then he raised his hand and covered the man's forehead.

With a thump, the man's head was dizzy and his eyes were full of stars.

Dong!

Once again, the man's forehead swelling up a big bag.

Dong!

Third, the man turned his eyes and fainted directly.

On the edge of the challenge arena, the disciples of the holy snow mountain said:.... "

Although they are not personal experience, but now they feel the same, their forehead seems to be in pain.

The corner of the referee's mouth twitched under the stone tablet, announcing Ye Zichuan's victory.

In the 95th game, ye Zichuan won again in a row. With only the last five games left, he can achieve the brilliant achievement of 100 consecutive wins.

Even the whole holy snow mountain, not many people have such a record, very few.

After the battle, his name came back on the stone.

Obviously, he was challenged again.

"No, it can't go on like this!" On the edge of the ring, a man said in a deep voice.

"Yes, the strength of this man is unfathomable, and there is a kind of arrogant momentum. We will only make his momentum more amazing if we challenge him like this."

"I don't want to admit it, but he is really strong. I don't know where the limit is."

"Pass the message to others. Let the strongest members of each branch fight. Don't let others join in the fun."

"Agree. If it goes on like this, it will only increase his success. Only the strongest ones are his opponents."

To say such a thing means that they feel that they are no longer able to compete with him.

Even more than 90% of the prefecture level creatures in Shengxue mountain are not ye Zichuan's rivals.

Only the strongest ones can fight him.

Several people came to an agreement and then the news got out.

But in the challenge arena, the disciple of Shengxue mountain had already issued a challenge and had no time to quit.

Ye Zichuan stretched out a hand: "please!"

"Hum!"

The strong man on the other side gave a cold hum. He was not polite. As soon as he came up, he used his own magic weapon. A brilliant sword light cut through time and space and split heaven and earth.