Cult of the Sacred Runes

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"Ye Gongzi, later on the collapse, don't care, Li Yi's strength is unfathomable. Everyone knows that he has created three magical powers, but no one has ever seen him cast a third magical power, and his combat experience is very Rich, because his father is the relationship between the gods of the Qiankun gods, Li Yi's partner is the real emperor's strongest!" Mu Xiyu looked a little dignifiedly.

Ye Wei’s tenth match, Gong Qingxue, Yue Ling, Mu Xiyu and Shen Yu were all present.

"This opponent, I am very satisfied!" Ye Wei's expression is calm and calm, he is looking forward to his confrontation with Li Yi, Li Yi and his own fate trajectory is similar, and now meet again in the collapse of the Qingwu Island, really looking forward to.

"Big brother will definitely win!" Yue Ling Shantou has reached the point of blind worship of Ye Wei. It seems that no one in the entire Shengyuan continent is stronger than his own Ye Wei.

Gong Qingxue has been silent, she originally thought that her strength has improved, and the gap with Ye Wei will be narrowed down. However, I never imagined that the gap has not narrowed, but it has become even bigger.

To be honest, the talent of Gong Qingxue is actually no worse than the sword fairy, Mu Xizhen, Mu Xizhen is already twenty-six years old, repaired to be the peak of the ten-star god, and mastered a heavenly power, the fighting power is strong. .

How big is Gong Qingxue? It is also sixteen or seven years old, and is equivalent to Ye Wei, and it is only a ten-star return to the Yuanjing. This cultivation is capable of possessing the combat power comparable to the peak of the ten-star **** `wind `literature ``cfwx`. The enchanting against the sky is no worse than the elite disciples of the wind and rain.

However, after Gong Qingxue knew Ye Wei, the people he met were too strong. This made Gong Qingxue's heart unable to give birth to his own weak illusion.

"You have a nine-game winning streak, the strong man, Kun Kun, and Li Yigongzi!" The old man in black on the stage was excited, looking at the black-pressed head of the audience, and announced it.

Li Yi walked slowly to the ring. A plain coat, light and self-confident, with deep eyes like a sea, carrying a long shot, giving a mountain-like sense of stability, as if there is nothing to shake him.

As Li Yi went to the ring, a deafening shout broke out in the audience. The sound waves followed by a wave, shaking the earth, highlighting the popularity of Li Yichao.

On the stage. Li Yi nodded to the crowd, and every move gave a very affectionate feeling, unlike other young and powerful people, arrogant. Nothing in the eyes.

"Next. There is a next nine-game winning streak Ye Wei!" The old man in black is vocal.

"Come to me!"

In the audience, Ye Wei got up and walked toward the ring. The pace seemed to be slow and fast. He took a few steps, but the people had already reached the stage. The visual illusion made people feel uncomfortable.

now. No one dares to look down on Ye Wei anymore, although Ye Wei’s cultivation is only at the level of the Yuan Dynasty. But everyone knows that Ye Wei has been playing pigs and eating tigers.

There are many people who use the pig to eat tigers, but no one is comparable to Ye Wei. Ye Weina’s breath of the level of the Yuan Dynasty is too deceptive!

In the Qingyun VIP room above the sky, those nine-game winning streak are also closely watching this battle.

"Ye Wei!"

"Li Yi!"

On the huge platform, the gods printed on it, and Ye Wei and Li Yi stood opposite each other. Both of them were calm and calm, and their mouths were faintly smiling.

"Boom!"

There was no extra nonsense, and the momentum of the two began to rise rapidly. The invisible momentum collided, like the tides, and swept across the ring.

"Take me a punch first!" Li Yi's eyes were black and bright, his legs were slightly separated, no guns were fired, his fists pushed out from behind his waist, and his movements were slow, as if there was a mountain in front of him.

"Hey?" Ye Wei's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but snorted. Li Yi's fist did not drive a gust of wind, but he was forced to have a poor blood and a feeling of chest tightness.

Everyone knows that Li Yi’s gun is very powerful. I didn’t expect his fist to be so amazing!

Ye Wei is clear that only when the punching force is compressed to the limit, will such a scene appear, and Li Yipu’s ordinary punch will show a shocking cultivation.

Of course, this level of means, naturally, can not threaten Ye Wei, Ye Wei also slammed a punch, the punches broke, and reached the limit.

Li Yi’s boxing is as steady as a mountain, and Ye Wei’s boxing is as fast as a thunder, but neither of them has driven a touch of wind.

"boom!"

However, when the two men’s fists collided together, the wind swelled and suddenly burst into a dull bang that went straight into the sky, and the space was instantly torn!

The calm fist, the moment of touching, the terrorist power contained in it, such as the river that broke the levee, broke out.

Focusing on the fist, the surrounding space collapsed in an inch. This scene is spectacular to the extreme, and it is terrible to the extreme. Standing in the turbulent flow of space, the two feet seem to have rooted, and the body has no signs of shaking.

Meet the opponent!

Ye Wei’s eyes are full of blood, and Li’s strength is not weaker than that of the ancient Jianzong zombie face, even stronger!

Li Yi’s eyes also burst into a burning glory. When he met, he knew that he had underestimated Ye Wei. Ye Wei Neng’s nine-game winning streak was deserved, and there was no luck!

"Strong strength, but just that punch, just appetizers, warm up first!" Li Yi laughed, and it was a punch, followed by the second and third punches, and the momentum was vast and faint. It seems that you can see the flashing flame in the fist.

Li Yi’s fist is more punch than a punch. It seems that the terrorist power contained in the fist is quietly superimposed in a mysterious way!

This kind of means, with Ye Wei's use of the power of martial arts, is similar to the purple bamboo, but the strength of Ye Wei is superimposed by speed, and Li Yi's fist depends on the artistic conception!

Li Yi gave a punch, and Ye Wei also followed the punch. In an instant, the fist shadows were all over the sky, and the road punches were shuttled and collided in the void, and then annihilated each other.

Evenly matched!

Everyone in the audience saw the dazzling fascination, and the aftermath of the punch was enough to kill the ordinary half-step emperor, but for Ye Wei and Li Yi, this is just a warm-up.

"Old ghost, what do you think?" In the Qingyun VIP room, five old men are watching Ye Wei and Li Yi, who are in fierce confrontation on the ring. The five old men are the gods of the older generation, and they are all nine Winning the strong, the combat power is not weaker than the top ten ancestral gates, the four major seals of the young people of the young generation.

"Li Yi naturally doesn't have to say much. The kid is afraid that even one-tenth of the power has not been taken out. Ye Weina's little guy is somewhat incomprehensible..."

"It is only a return to the Yuan Dynasty, but there seems to be a melting pot of heaven and earth in his body. The power is endless and there seems to be no defects."

"On strength, he can catch Li Yi's fist, on speed, and even suppress the zombie face Jiang Yueyue, and he has never seen him arrange the gods and prints the gods..." The old ghost is a thin, cognac old man. The face was covered with bark-like wrinkles, as if there was only one layer of skin left, no flesh and blood, and the eyes were sunken. He wrinkled a face and slowly analyzed it.

"Li Yi's strength is unfathomable. So far, there is no end to the bottom. Ye Weina's kid is a thoroughly thorough monster, and can't be treated with common sense."

"They are two of them, who wins and loses, it's really hard to say!" The other older generation of strong people frowned slightly.

On the ring, Ye Wei and Li Yi once again slammed a punch, and the two men retreated at the same time. Li Yi’s eyes were brighter than ever. He was the first time he met a young strong man who could be in power with himself.

"The warm-up is over, you really qualify for me to shoot!" Li Yi took a deep breath, his arm moved, carrying a long gun like a dragon, flying to the air, and then falling down.

"Snapped!"

Li Yiyi reached out and firmly held the long gun.

"Hey!"

Li Yi’s eyes slammed, then slammed open, and while his eyes opened, his body was half-squatting, his left foot slammed halfway forward, his hand slashed through an arc, the gods floated, and the dragon The virtual shadow swelled out, and the shadow of the dragon was shocked. The big mouth opened and roared, killing Ye Wei.

The long gun is hidden in the shadow of the dragon, looming, hidden killing!

"Tiandao will bless, Zi Xuanzhu out!" Ye Weiyi waved, Zi Xuan bamboo appeared in the hand out of thin air, a stick out, straight to Huanglong.

"boom!"

Ye Wei’s stick seems to be simple, but he uses the power of martial arts. Under the blessing of two heavenly wills, the eighty-one sticks are one hit, and the power is not weaker than one hundred and twenty. The eight sticks are one.

The powerful power contained in the purple bamboo has directly shattered the shadow of the dragon, and the next moment, it was struck together with the long gun hidden in the shadow of the dragon.

When the space was stagnant, time seemed to stop. After a short silence, accompanied by a fierce roar, the power of the earthquake was reversed. Ye Wei and Li Yi both flew out at the same time. Both of them were heavily slammed in the air. The mask of the gods on the platform is on the barrier.

On the hard special metal floor, there is a crack that is a few feet wide and deep bottomless!

The entire platform of the Qingwu Island is made of a special metal, which is more stable than the space. Now the cracks spread, almost tearing the whole ring into two halves.

This scene made the audience in the audience unable to hold their breath. They have seen countless times of fighting. The fight between the nine consecutive winning powers has been seen many times, but the aftermath of the battle can tear the downfall. They are still seeing for the first time.

"Is this the true strength of Ye Wei?" On the audience table, the eyes of the sword fairy Mu Xizhen brightened, staring at the crack on the platform, the chest was slightly ups and downs, and the breathing was slightly heavy.

Li Yiqiang is an unexpected thing, but Ye Wei’s strength is beyond the imagination of Jian Xianzi’s Mu Xizhen. She knows that Ye Wei’s strength is not weak, but she did not expect Ye Wei to be strong to this extent!

"There was a tear in the ring?!" Above the sky, the nine consecutive winning powerhouses in the Qingyun VIP room suddenly stood up, staring at the crack that runs through the ring, and the face is incredible. Shocked.

Although they are all nine strong winners, they are amazing in strength, but let them destroy the downfall, but they still can't do it. Don't say that it is torn down. It is good to have a white mark on the ring. .

At this moment, they finally realized how big the gap between them and Ye Wei and Li Yi!

~~(To be continued...)

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