Xing Cha's eyes are more and more heavy, and ye Xuan's words have no possibility to discuss. Xing Cha can already feel Ye Xuan's rising intention of killing.
"In that case, you are sure to be the enemy of our magic temple?"
Although Xing Cha is afraid of Ye Xuan, he is not afraid of Ye Xuan. Xing Cha is a real master of cultivating immortals. Although he is just a beginner in the realm of hegemony, he is also able to run rampant in the world of cultivating immortals.
Ye Xuan is able to kill so many immortal saints and three semi overlord practitioners by one person. I think ye Xuan is also a overlord. Why is Xing Cha afraid of the overlord fighting against the overlord? As the most outstanding genius of cultivating immortals in the Mosha palace, Xing Cha's arrogance was no less than anyone else's.
"Against your Mocha palace? Don't look too much at your magic temple! "
Ye Xuan gently shook his fingers, and his voice was confident and domineering, shaking through the sky.
"I, ye mietian, just came to kill your magic temple. Being the enemy of Ye mietian, you are far from qualified!"
"Today, except for the people of Lianyi sect and Tianlei sect, none of them go to Qianling mountain!"
Countless people present were thrilled. They had heard that ye mietian was arrogant, shocked the sky and despised the people who cultivate immortals in the world. Today, when they saw ye mietian, they just knew what is really crazy and proud.
With such a strong lineup in the magic temple, ye mietian will be killed in a word. Who has such courage?
"Ha ha!"
Xing Cha laughed angrily. Since he took over the magic temple, he had never met such a arrogant opponent. Ye Xuan's words had aroused endless anger in Xing Cha's heart.
"Ye mietian, everyone in the world of cultivating immortals has passed you on to the gods. I'd like to see you today. What's the qualification for you to make such a wild remark?"
The soles of Xing Cha's feet suddenly stamped down, and the earth trembled with it. A strong momentum surged up into the sky. The whole tianleizong was shivering and shaking under the strong breath.
In the sky, the clouds scattered, and even some small cracks gradually appeared in the space. We can see how strong the momentum of xingcha is.
All the people present looked at Ye Xuan, the invincible God of war, ye mietian's amazing fighting power. They had only heard about it before, but they had never really seen ye mietian's fighting power. Now, facing a real master of cultivating immortals, they all wanted to have a closer look to see whether ye mietian, the invincible God of war, was really as powerful and terrifying as it was said.
In the face of the earth shaking terror of xingcha, ye Xuan is still calm and calm, and the indifference in his eyes is still there.
"Boom!"
Xing Cha didn't make any action, but the breath released by Xing Cha had already become several fists in the air, and suddenly fell from the sky, bombarding Ye Xuan's whole body.
The sound of the sky shaking explosion came from it, and ye Xuan was immediately submerged in the strong vortex of Qi, which caused the smoke and dust to disperse and completely covered Ye Xuan's body.
"Ah Xuan!"
Bai Yamu's beautiful eyes are so steep that he is worried about ye Xuan. Ye Xuan is surrounded by the fierce attack of xingcha, but he can't hide. Bai Yamu wants to change his position with Ye Xuan to bear the fierce attack of xingcha.
"Hum, ye mietian, the God of war? What can I count here in xingcha? "
Xing Cha can't help grinning. In his eyes, ye Xuan's arrogance is his biggest weakness.
"I hope after a while, you can still laugh like this!"
A indifferent voice came out from the thick smoke. Xing Cha's eyes were fixed, and he frowned and looked away.
As the smoke gradually disappeared, ye Xuan put his pocket in one hand and stood in the smoke. The ground around Ye Xuan had completely collapsed, revealing the fine black soil. Only in the position where ye Xuan stood, all the floor tiles remained intact, and ye Xuan himself didn't even mess up his clothes.
"How is that possible?"
All of a sudden, the whole scene became creepy. Even ye Xuan was not hurt by the Qi attack of the master of cultivating immortals. Even the ground under Ye Xuan's feet could not be damaged? What is ye mietian's strength?
After a few seconds, ye Xuan gently raised his hand, the other hand was still in his trouser pocket.
"Why do I need my hands to defeat you?"
Arrogance!
There is only one word in the hearts of all the people present, which is extremely arrogant!
In the face of Xing Cha, a master of cultivating immortals at the level of a real overlord and the helmsman of Mosha palace who can hit a half overlord in an instant, ye Xuan has one hand in his pocket and plans to deal with Xing Cha with one hand?
This is not to despise Xing Cha so simple, it is ye mietian to Xing Cha naked contempt.
Yang Yufan can't help shaking his head. He feels extremely ridiculous for his previous thoughts about ye Xuan.
Yang Yufan also thinks that Xing Cha is very similar to Ye Xuan, both of them are arrogant, but now when they are compared, Xing Cha's arrogance can only be regarded as a child in front of Ye Xuan.
Ye mietian, the invincible God of war, is really arrogant. No one can expect him.
Xing Cha's eyes were fixed, and his anger filled his chest. Since he entered the magic temple, he showed amazing talent in cultivating immortals. He was superior in cultivating immortals. Finally, he became the leader of the magic temple. He lost many talents of cultivating immortals of the same age, even though Xing Cha was one of the older generation of cultivating immortals, No one dares to despise xingcha.
But today, xingcha was humiliated by a teenager who was several times younger than xingcha with only one hand?
"Ye mietian, you are looking for death!"
Xing Cha's previous calm can no longer be maintained at all. His fists are clenched tightly, and his fierce anger burns in his eyes. It seems that the world of Xing Cha has become a piece of blood red in this moment.
"I will kill you today!"
An amazing and powerful momentum suddenly surged into the sky. Within a hundred feet of xingcha, there was a fierce storm of Xiuxian Qi. Even the five elders on the side of xingcha were pushed to the rear, all of them were frightened.
Ye Xuan grinned and hooked his fingers to Xing cha.
"You can come and have a try!"
Xingcha didn't answer. The breath of Xiuxian in xingcha was surging. One after another, it was like purple black gas in essence. It gradually condensed in the air, forming a huge lacquer black palm with a radius of about 100 Zhang.