„You were too wordy!” The Ye Xiwen under foot treads suddenly, is treading the mysterious step, the body changes to together the qian light, vanishes suddenly does not see, the next quarter, Ye Xiwen presented in Mu Shengjie unexpectedly nearby.
Although Ye Xiwen has not put forth fully, but also retains some cards in a hand, but his present strength is the what kind fearfulness, particularly the Tyrant Body qian body, was powerful enough to was boundless, this Merit Law, was his sets up a base, a fist of concentrating on, can make the rivers and streams flow backwards.
Facing Mu Shengjie such expert, Ye Xiwen does not dare not to use fully, on the mouth can say is very relaxed, but in the heart actually incomparably dreaded to him, even if only wisp of Primordial Spirit condenses, still does not dare to relax.
However Ye Xiwen is also confident, this is a wisp of Primordial Spirit incarnation, if a his fist, that Undead also severe wound.
Mu Shengjie is as before unhurriedly, controls crane seven outstandingly skilled to put forth suddenly, big hand toward, but Ye Xiwen covers to go, changed to everywhere offensive, with attack that Ye Xiwen is in sharp opposition.
Ye Xiwen has fought many battles, does not know that many time is saved from death, but the fight experience of Mu Shengjie is also has no time to let compared with Ye Xiwen much, almost probes each other depth immediately.
In such flash, handle Iron Sword appears in the hand of Ye Xiwen, the astonishing sword intent direct impact, Ye Xiwen put forth together directly has buried Sky Sword, broke suddenly has controlled the crane seven outstandingly skilled, cut to fall to go toward Mu Shengjie.
Mu Shengjie retrocedes hastily, must avoid the attack of Ye Xiwen this handle Iron Sword, he all sorts of Martial Arts of meeting, early achieved mastery through a comprehensive study, was confident, therefore Heavenly Fire Cloud Hand or Sword Burial Secret Art, can play the unequalled might in his hand, and has words at fingertips and writes with facility, can display conveniently.
„How possible, this Mu Shengjie was compelled to retrocede by Ye Xiwen unexpectedly unceasingly, almost must be compelled the dead end, was I misreads? Was my eye colored?” Some person of hard to believe looks at this said that even if these are the disciples of Saint Realm rank, sees this, still the feelings of some shocking, seriously suspected the is that one see the fact.
„Also nobody can make me so distressed, Ye Xiwen, you are first!” Mu Shengjie was compelled to retreat in defeat again and again by Ye Xiwen, but on the face is still having several points of faint facial expression, seemed compelled to drop the wind by Ye Xiwen the root is not ordinary.
However Ye Xiwen also knows that in any case this is also only wisp of Primordial Spirit, he does not care very much, even if Ye Xiwen has defeated Mu Shengjie, has defeated his wisp of Primordial Spirit, the root is not anything, possibly links 1/1000 strengths that he Senior not to have.
„Should I be proud?” Ye Xiwen smiles, to say immediately that „you must die!”
A sword compels Mu Shengjie crazily to draw back hastily over a hundred steps, but has not waited for him to stand firm actually discovered that periphery as if fell into piece of universe Space, huge stars with a fist of Ye Xiwen, the direct bang fell.
„Bang!”
Great Destruction Stardust Fist that Ye Xiwen rumbles, the Mu Shengjie crush.
„Bang!” Where Mu Shengjie this wisp of Primordial Spirit condenses the body that becomes to withstand Ye Xiwen bombardment suddenly, turned into endless Spiritual Qi instantaneously.