Chapter 1497

Name:Strongest Martial God Author:mo mo
At this moment, ye Chong really couldn't stand it. Before, he watched the fall of the predecessors of the Terran one by one. At that time, he couldn't make a move, because the gap in the realm was there, even if it was a move, it didn't make sense.

But now it's peer confrontation. How can he sit back and ignore it? At this moment, I want to stop the juvenile supreme of these corpse families immediately.

"There are no rules, how can there be a circle? Who do you think you are?" the cold voice sounded in the opposite place, without any emotion. It was just a sentence, which immediately made Ye Chong's spirit almost burst into powder.

But at the most critical moment, Ling Fengyun coughed. With his cough, all the ripples in the void dissipated, making this terrible momentum disappear slowly.

"What do you mean by the corpse clan? You want to kill the youth supreme of our Terran clan. Are you forcing me to kill the hope of your corpse clan generation?" Ling Fengyun said coldly, looking incomparably cold.

"You can't do it. How can I let you succeed? Don't worry. Now that the rules have been set, our corpse clan won't take the initiative to break the rules. We're just warning him!" the vague strong man of the corpse clan opened his mouth indifferently.

Ye Chong frowned. At that moment, he was almost killed. Fortunately, his heart was firm. Otherwise, even if he was not killed, there would be unimaginable consequences. At this moment, his eyes were burning. Instead of flinching back, he looked ahead and said, "this is my request. Do you dare to fight?"

This sentence is not aimed at the strong man of the corpse family, but at the youth supreme of the corpse family below.

"What are you? You don't have enough qualifications and want to fight me? Go away!" the supreme young man of the corpse clan transformed by Nuwa Protoss replied coldly. He didn't think much of Ye Chong.

"Who do you think you are? The legendary black emperor? How many years do you want to fight with your own strength!"

"Are you kidding? You can't even fight one person. Do you want to fight a group of people?"

On the other side, the teenagers of the corpse clan reacted differently. Some sneered and yelled, while some showed strange expressions on their faces. They didn't care about this scene, and others didn't even lift their heads and ignored it directly.

"Everything is a rule. Unless you have the strength to set rules for the supreme emperor, you'd better step back, otherwise don't blame me for killing!" the vague strong man of the corpse clan seemed to frown, and then waved his hand with impatience. In his eyes, the existence like Ye Zhong is a mole ant. On weekdays, he won't even look at it. How can he say more?

Ling Fengyun, the leader of the ninth court, sighed slightly. At this moment, he had to make a secret voice to let Ye Chong return, because everything is not square without rules. Since both sides have set such a style, they can only follow it. Unless there is a complete fight between the two races, it can't be changed for a time.

"Hateful!"

Many practitioners are gnashing their teeth. Many of them know ye Chong's strength, have heard of Ye Chong's means, and know that if he makes a move, most of them can change this situation. It's a pity that ye Chong is not given a chance to make a complete move.

Ye Chong looked calm, but he was a little anxious. He didn't understand what rules star sky Taoism chose his opponent. But he knew that if he could choose him at the moment, he would fight to the end. Never once had his blood boil like this. Because such a war involves the ethnic movement, the survival of an ethnic group and hundreds of millions of human beings. Under such circumstances, no one can retreat,

At this moment, ye chongdu prays that he will be next. If so, he will kill all this day.

Soon, another white chess piece flew out and finally fell directly in front of Zhang Sanfan.

There was a brief silence in the field. A moment later, Zhang Sanfan walked out calmly. At the moment, the eyes of all Terran strongmen fell on him, and there was a vague expectation.

"Brother Zhang, you must be careful!"

"Brother Zhang, you can certainly kill this guy and kill this body!"

"We must win and let them understand that we can't be bullied!"

At the rear, a group of people are shouting. They really hope that Zhang Sanfan can win and kill the supreme corpse youth transformed by Nuwa Protoss, because the strong corpse youth is so hateful that many people want him to die.

No matter whether there is hatred before or competition between them, under the choice of this great fate, the strong of all Terrans are a line, hoping to repel the strong of these corpse families and nip the corpse disaster in the bud.

Zhang Sanfan, he has been a saint for many years, even earlier than ye Chong. He is extremely low-key and has always stood aloof from the world, but people who have heard his name know how extraordinary he is.

At the moment, he walked out slowly. Where his footprints fell, there would be a Rune of the avenue flashing, and then swaying up into the air.

"You must be careful. The original life of Nuwa Protoss is extraordinary, and the secret skill of corpse family is evil. You should play a twelve point spirit!" someone's elder slowly opened his mouth and reminded Zhang Sanfan to prepare him.

You know, this is definitely not a joke. This is a war of life and death. If you are not careful, you will die in such a duel. Such a war is more and more cruel.

Zhang Sanfan walked out and still didn't open his mouth, but his originally peaceful breath spread out at the moment, making his breath superimposed step by step.

"I feel that his physique should be one of the three thousand divine bodies in the legend!" the supreme young man of the corpse family transformed by Nuwa divine family now has a hot light in his eyes, very excited, as if the divine body is extremely important to it.

"You come back temporarily!" suddenly, the vague strong man of the corpse clan in the rear slowly opened his mouth and ordered the corpse clan youth supreme transformed by Nuwa Protoss.

"Why? According to the rules, I can still fight, why do you treat me like this!" the supreme young man of the corpse clan transformed by Nuwa Protoss was not satisfied, and couldn't help shouting at this moment.

"Are you questioning me?" the vague voice said without emotion.

The young supreme of the corpse clan transformed by Nuwa Protoss trembled. Although he was powerful, he was extremely strict in the rank of the corpse clan. He would never dare to offend this one.

At the moment, he nodded respectfully. Even if he was unwilling, he had to step back at the moment.

"You don't have to feel wronged. You are the winner. Next, there are opportunities for you to take action. The purpose of our coming out this time is to train troops and make everyone adapt to their own flesh body in this life. Do you understand?" the strong man of the corpse clan with vague figure spoke freely.

Obviously, this is one of their purposes. They take the youth supreme of the Terran to practice and treat them as stepping stones and grindstones. It is so direct and straightforward.

On the side of Tianxian academy, the strong people of all Terrans look ugly at the moment, but they don't have the strength to say anything. It's the so-called situation is stronger than people. So far, the Terrans have only won a disastrous victory, which is completely unconvincing.

Soon, the star sky chess in the middle of the sky flickered slightly, and immediately made a light sound. Another black chess piece flew out and fell into a group of juvenile supreme masters of the corpse family.

"Hehe, it's really lucky to choose Miss Ben. It's good to face the legendary god body." the strong man of the corpse family transformed by the silver horn family smiled and trembled. She was very happy and brilliant at the moment.

The last life is likely to be a silver horn saint!

This is a lot of people's inference of this person's identity, and now she has been selected to become the second young supreme among the corpse family.

"It's really bad luck. Why didn't you choose me!"

"The legendary divine body, whether it is a corpse medicine or a corpse slave, is a good choice, but it has no chance with me!"

The young supremacy of other corpse families are complaining. Obviously, they all have great self-confidence. They think they can easily win each other if they make their own moves.

Such words and gestures make the strong people of Tianxian academy angry. The other party really doesn't see them at all, so that they want to explode at any time.

Soon, Zhang Sanfan came to the middle of the field. Many people stared at him and looked worried.

The ancient silver horn clan is incomparably powerful and claims that all laws are inviolable. Such an clan is absolutely difficult to deal with. When facing it, there may be an accident.

Only those who have reached the extreme of physical cultivation can have confidence in this family, not to mention that she has been transformed into a strong person of the corpse family. No one can know how strong she is.

"Surrender and willingly become my corpse slave. I can spare you from death and keep your divine knowledge!" the strong corpse family transformed by the saint of Yinjiao family is very direct. At the moment, she opens her mouth with a smile. If she doesn't know that she is a corpse family, everyone will think she is a wonderful beauty with a smile. But she was made of a female corpse, which made people who knew this point feel a thrill when they saw her, and then they couldn't help taking a breath.

"How powerful your statue was in those years, known as the first race in the ancient times. Even the seven murderers in the ancient times can't completely cover up the light of your family. Now it seems that your family is really lonely, and will eventually be reduced to such an end!" Zhang Sanfan slowly opens his mouth. He knows many ancient secrets and is not polite at the moment.