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Ye Zichuan's fist parked in front of the original creature, and the distance was less than one inch.

If this holster goes, his head will explode, the soul is smashed.

Amazing sound around the disc.

The power of this primitive life is obvious. He only appeared in the front, but he passed the five closing six will be more than 100.

He has accumulated 40 consecutive victories, no fault.

If you have a few games, he can redeem the reward of the talents.

It is unfortunate that he chose to challenge some of the leaves in front of him, then defeated, and ended his way.

And the time for this battle is very short, the strength of Ye Zichuan is obviously more stronger, and there is no injury.

The original gods stared at the leaves of the leaves, and the eyes flashed in the eyes, but they didn't say anything, and the face was dark.

Ye Zichuan collapsed to the stone monument and intended to return to his best.

But very quickly, his name on the stone monument lit again.

Some people challenge him.

His figure was shrouded, disappeared here.

But the amateur here, but I haven't stopped for a long time.

The name of the leaves covered is also in the hearts of some people.

The light flashed, and Ye Zhuan has come to another ring.

There are still a lot of souls around the ring, hidden in the fog sea of ​​the swing, a pair of binds gather on the platform, watching the battle above.

"is her?"

Seeing that you want to challenge your own spirit, Ye Zhou's eyes are slightly flashing.

This is a woman, behind a pair of white wings, like an angel in his universe.

The woman's face is cold, so that the whole platform is like frozen, and there is no expression of Yezawa.

Her strength is not weak, and it is from Sheng Snow Mountain.

"begin!"

Under the referee, the battle Hawran broke out.

The wings behind the woman opened, countless

A flourishing light in the sky, everywhere is a thick sword, and every dozen miles, the moment is amazing.

In the face of such an attack, Ye Zhuan stepped forward, and he responded was just a punch.

Bang!

The sound of the fried thunder sounded, between the people, everyone feels that the space has changed, the power of this punch, makes space distorted, like advancing, and people have this illusion.

The will of Zhengping, the strong, condensed to the extreme, such as the steel torrent, and the mighty flap.

The fist is bright, bloom in the half air, the no amount of light covers everything, let people breathe, can't see anything.

The 100,000th sword is like a sword sea, but at this moment, this Jianhai is in the roll back, and it is pushed by a terrible power, set off a heavy survey wave.

The sky of the sky is smashed, and this countless stream is overflowing here.

The woman's face became more dignified, and the original ice-cold face became more pale, and her heart was hit.

In the face of the overbearing punch, she feels that her will become fragile, and it seems that it will be crushed in an instant.

The sound of the , a root offered gathered in her hands, turned into a shiny long sword.

She fell to the long sword and turned into a Changhong to rush to Ye Zhou.

The woman's cultivation is much better than the first time, now there is already a postponement in the late stage, and looks at her strength fluctuations, it should be just entering this realm.

This kind of strength has gone to more than 100, which is already quite good.

But in the face of Leafichuan, she still does not have much better.

when!

The long sword was bullied, caught by the leaves of the leaf, the metal trembles.

The sharp swordscent of the sharp are in the vertical, but they can't hurt the leaves, there is no trace in his hand.

The woman's pupil contracted, then she saw that the leaves of the leaves were suddenly hard, and the long swords consisting of Yu Yu were directly broken by him.

The woman's silver is bite, and the face is open, and a root is lowered, and then the leaves will be led.

Leaf Chuanji wrinkled, did not realize the gap between strength?

He stood there and looked at countless and fierce, then the body suddenly shocked.

Boom, all over the world, the entire huge disc is shocked.

In the eyes of the woman, the feathers of the sky were shocked directly, fried into countless light rain.

This scene is a man.

This is how powerful, just like this, affecting the whole time and space, shaking this world, so that the feathers are smashed.

The woman looked at the leaves, and the eyes were not losing.

Ten seconds later: "It's been there."

The referee announced the way at this time: "Ye covering the sky."

This is his 52nd victory, no fault.

There are 52 games on the stone monument, there is nothing in front of him, but there is not much loss.

The woman is silent to fly to the edge of the ring, and there will be a few birth spirits.

Look at the snowy mountain imprint of their chest, probably from Sheng Snow Mountain.

"Dream Yu Shi, are you okay?"

"Teacher, do you want it?"

Several lifeshes around her, cold and cold.

Ye Zichuan took a look at it and then prepared to leave here.

But the edge of the ring is open at this time: "I want to challenge you!"

Ye Zikuan looked back, he saw a soul fly.

He just stood next to the woman.

Is this going to be revenge?

The man flying on looked at Lengchuan, his eyes were forced, with a powerful oppression.

"Do you dare to accept challenges?"

Ye Zichuan looked at him, faint: "Send the victory of the door, why not?"

"Good bile!" The man's scorpion became flagrant, like two clusters of gods in burning.

He admitted that Ye Zichuan had a bit of strength, but so in front of Shengxue Mountain is still so mad.

The referee of the stone monument has a duckle: "Start!"

The voice just fell, the opposite man has tilched over.

He is too fast, and the naked eye can't see, even if there is an unacoules, the magical work, it is difficult to capture.

This is his advantage and he is a place to be famous.

In the face of such an attack, Ye Zhuan stands in the original floor, but the eyebrows have brightly lit.

Yuan god, like a gods, sitting in the gods, majestic.

Roar!

Immediately, a shocking roaring, rolling sound, so many people cover their ears.

But almost useless, the soul still felt a burst of stinging and cracked.

That life was screaming at this time, falling out from the void.

Ye Zhikawa fell to his face.

The man is very surprised, the instinct wants to avoid it, but it feels the eyebrows, like a sharp sword parked on his forehead.

"do not move."