Cult of the Sacred Runes

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"Xiaowei, I am very fat, even I dare to lie." Lin Zi 妍哼 哼 哼 。 。.

"No, Zi Yan sister, you listen to me explain, I did not deliberately glare at you..." Ye Wei was so anxious that he sweated his head and was so nervous that his palms were sweaty.

To say that there are people in the entire Shengyuan continent will make Ye Wei so nervous, except for Lin Zizhen, there is absolutely no second person.

"Well, don't be nervous. You are now a small master of the Sovereign Master, not my student. What are you nervous about? I won't eat you again!" Lin Ziyan's exquisite face was faint. The smile, lifted the slender hand, gently wiped the sweat of Ye Wei's forehead.

Lin Ziyan feels very sweet in her heart. Ye Wei’s strength is much stronger than her. She naturally knows that Ye Wei is not afraid of herself, but she is pampered and cared for, so that Ye Wei is reluctant to make herself angry.

"Relax, the strength of Wan Jiansheng is likely to be stronger than everyone imagined!" Lin Ziyan looked at the muscles of the body tight, and some of the helpless Ye Wei, glanced at the ancient swordsman who was victorious in the ring. Shen Sheng said.

Ye Wei and the stoning stone, everyone saw it. Since the ancient sword lord has already clearly understood the combat power of Ye Wei, there is still no tension. He still has full confidence in Wan Jiansheng, so it is not difficult to guess Wan Wan. How amazing the strength of Jiansheng is, at least not worse than the strength of Ye Wei’s battle against the violent stone!

"Sister Zi Zi, you can rest assured, that Wan Jiansheng is not my opponent!" Ye Wei looked at the look of some dignified Lin Ziyan, a face full of fat flesh showed a confident smile, faintly transmitted Road.

"Wan Jiansheng may be a lot stronger than the last time of the top ten sects. But my strength is not as simple as it is. He has a card, and I have the same!" Ye Wei is not a fool. From the attitude of the ancient sword lord, it is easy to infer the strength of Wan Jiansheng.

but. so what?

As long as you use the Pengpeng supernatural powers, unless there is a superior emperor, no one will be his own opponent, and even the superior emperor is strong, at his own speed and the ability to freely shuttle the void, ordinary superior The emperor can not help himself.

Unless Wan Jiansheng’s combat power is comparable to that of the top-ranking emperor, he will not threaten himself!

A guy who is only a ten-star god, can the combat power be comparable to that of a top-ranking emperor? Obviously impossible. There is also a limit to the talent.

It is already the limit to be able to have the highest level of combat power in the middle of the emperor. Even if the training of Wan Jiansheng breaks through to the next emperor or even the middle emperor, his combat power has hardly changed!

Because Wan Jiansheng’s current divine power is not weaker than the middle emperor’s strong, even if his cultivation breaks through to the median emperor’s respect, the quality of divine power will hardly increase any more, and the power of the power will be exerted. Slightly stronger.

"Yeah!" Lin Ziyan nodded. She knew Ye Wei, and Ye Wei was never a reckless person, since Ye Wei said so. Then Ye Wei is sure to be sure.

"Look, Du Shaoze's guy is crazy, it's really horrible!" Ye Wei looked toward the center of Fujian. Lin Ziyan also followed the past.

I saw that the comparison between Du Shaoze and Gu Jianzong Dong Ke has reached a fever, and the fighting power of the two people is the first-class median emperor level, and the competition is equal.

Compared with 狠, than crazy, Ye Wei has not seen anyone more than Du Shaoze, don’t look at Du Shaoze’s honest and honest appearance, but once he is crazy, he is not afraid of death.

Under the mad attack of Du Shaoze, he gradually took advantage. In the end, he defeated the ancient sword of the ancient sword by the price of serious injury.

"Boss, I did not lose face to you!" Du Shaoze nose and face swollen. It was blood, and limped to the front of Ye Wei. Grinning, Zhang mouth spit out the blood mixed with broken teeth.

This guy's mouth full of teeth is broken!

Feng Zong and Gu Jianzong played for the first time, Du Shaoze spelled a spurt, and won the first fight for the storm, although everyone knows that the key to victory and defeat is in Ye Wei and Wan Jiansheng, but Du Shaoze The strength of the body that is not afraid of death still makes many people move.

More importantly, Du Shaoze held up his face for the wind and rain, and proved to everyone that even the ancient swordsman is not invincible!

"Master, I lost!" Winter Ke walked to the front of Wan Jiansheng, his face shy, his strength is not as good as Du Shaoze, but not Du Shaoze.

"Winning or losing is not important. You have combined 81,000 lines of gods. It is a genius who hopes to become a great emperor. You don't have to work hard with a madman who is not desperate!" Wan Jiansheng smiled and said warmly. During the time when Winterco and Du Shaoze played against each other, he has successfully mobilized the power contained in the sword bone.

I won the time for myself, and Winterco’s mission has been completed!

The top ten sects, the 30 geniuses who are eligible to participate in the exchange meeting, each of them combined with 81,000 gods, each has the potential to become a great emperor.

Of course, it is only potential. These 30 geniuses, in their lifetime, there are three or five that can successfully enter the Great Confucianism. It is very good!

"Master brother, Lin Ziyan of the storms and sects gave me!" Meng Bai looked at the opposite Lin Ziyan, and there was a majestic warfare in his eyes, Shen Sheng said.

"Go, try your best, don't take too much to win or lose. The first of the top ten sects in this year's sect is still our ancient swords. No sect can be shaken!" Wan Jian is light and light, with a brow At the corner of his eye, he showed confidence in mastering everything. He has successfully mobilized the power of the sword bone, and he has not put Ye Wei in his eyes.

"Well!" Meng nodded and walked slowly toward the center of Fujian and Taiwan. Although he also knew that the victory and defeat of the Fengzong and the ancient Jianzong depended on the master brother Wan Jiansheng and the wind and rain, he was still I secretly vowed to defeat Lin Ziyan.

Gu Jianzong has already lost one, and he must not lose again.

Even if there is no final victory or defeat, the glory of the ancient swordsman will never allow any sect to trample!

"Sister Zi Zi, be careful!" Ye Wei looked at Lin Ziyan who was slowly walking towards the center of Fujian. Slightly unreasonable voice.

The fighting power of the ancient swordsman can not be weak, but because the light of Wan Jiansheng is too strong, this makes the whiteness seem a little unknown. In fact, the whitening fighting power is very strong, and the general peak of the emperor is not his opponent.

"Hey. Ye Wei, you don't want to swear at me, although I can't compare with you, but I also created two supernatural powers, one of which is more physical, the general peak of the emperor is not mine. Opponent!" Lin Ziyan turned and licked Ye Wei, and quietly voiced, then the figure shook. In an instant, it plunged into the middle of the ring.

Although Feng Zong has experienced several battles, Lin Zhijun’s combat strength is still strong. It is still a mystery to everyone. Like Heishui and Jiu Zong, there is no strong leader in the ranks of the emperor. Lin Ziyan shot, naturally it is completely crushed, and when the rain and storm sect encounters the savage sect, the soul of the sect, Ye Wei directly shot and crushed, did not let Lin Ziyan shot.

So even now. Lin Ziyan’s combat power is stronger or weaker than the average peak of the emperor’s respect, and no one else makes it clear!

"The confrontation between Feng Zong and Gu Jian Zong is very intense. Look at this posture. They are fighting not only the last sect, but also the face!"

"Well, it makes sense. Otherwise, the little fat man of the wind and rain and the Wan Jiansheng of the ancient swordsman can directly take it!"

"Now, first of all, the two first-class median emperors will fight against each other, and then the two top-ranking emperors will fight against each other. Obviously they want to fight for a face!"

"The ancient swordsmanship was the first door of the previous session. The wind and rain sect was the last to last in the last session. It was completely two extremes. The collision between them would naturally involve the face!"

"The ancient swordsman must maintain his first dignity. The wind and rain sect must thoroughly prove himself, and the face is normal!"

Everyone looked at the ancient swordsman who was in the middle of Fujian and Taiwan, and the rain and sorrows. Smiling and talking.

"Du Shaoze of the stormy sect is crazy, won the first match, and gave the wind and rain a full face. This second match, the ancient swordsman should also fight it? Otherwise, this face can be lost. Big, even if the ancient swordsman won, the face can not go on!" Seeing the lively will never be too big, one by one wide eyes, are looking forward to.

"Lin Ziyan has the fighting power of the mid-level emperor, but so far, this Lin Zizhen has not really met the opponents who are evenly matched. Her true combat power is still a mystery. Maybe the wind and rain can really make this time. Gu Jianzong’s reputation is sweeping, hey, if it’s three consecutive fights, the ancient swords are all lost... oh, this face is really loud!”

"The last time the Zongmen first encountered the penultimate number. If it is all lost, it will be wonderful!"

Some people looked at the ancient swordsman, and their faces showed a smile that was not good.

"I want to see the jokes of the ancient swordsman? I see it is a little difficult!"

"The wind and rain Zong Du Shao Ze's body is so strong, I admire, almost no one is trying to win the Du Shaoze, the wretched little fat man has the strength to smash the tyrannical tyrannical stone, I am also very optimistic He, Wan Jiansheng is not necessarily the opponent of the wretched little fat man, but Lin Ziyan of the stormy sect wants to defeat the ancient swordsman whitening, I think it is impossible!" Tian Xuanzong, a true disciple, snorted and said, swept A glance at everyone, so mysterious, a dear, I know the insider's appearance, deliberately hang everyone's appetite.

"Isn't it possible? Is this too absolute? The whiteness has the fighting power of the peak of the emperor's respect, the Lin Ziyan of the stormy sect and he is a strongman of the series, the two have not yet played, how do you know Lin Purple is definitely not a white opponent?"

"How do I know? Hey, I tell you, if you think that the whitening is just the general peak of the emperor, you can make a big mistake!"

"If it wasn't for him that there was always Wan Jiansheng on his head, and with the strength of whitening, he would have long been famous for the Shengyuan Continent. Tell me the truth, my cousin's double monk is the ancient Jianzong disciple. Bai Zeng and the ancient Jianzong two peaks in the middle of the emperor respected the elders to learn from each other, and did not fall into the wind!"

"The ancient swordsman's whiteness has the strength to resist the two elders in the middle of the emperor and do not fall into the wind. Do you think Lin Ziyi still has a chance to win?"

"what?!"

"White is so strong?"

After listening to the words of Xuanzong's disciples that day, everyone couldn't help but look at the ring. On the stage, Lin Ziyan had already started to fight with Meng Bai.

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