MTL - Martial God Space-Chapter 3835 Destroy half moon

Many people in the ancient era heard it and suddenly responded. Although the martial arts era is terrible, they still don't feel desperate, the world is replaced, and the era is a beautiful road. No one can stop it.

But if Ye Xiwen makes a further breakthrough, it will be horrible!

From the previous Ye Xiwen showed a strong aggression, as well as the character of the must-report, the era that was involved in the siege of the martial arts era, was not destroyed by him, let alone even a powerful era such as the ghost era.

At that time, Ye Xiwen was already a must-see, and he would not let it go. If he was allowed to make further breakthroughs, what kind of horror scene would it be?

Many people looked at Ye Xiwen's eyes at this time, and they even took a bit of killing.

Although Ye Xiwen is strong now, they can still bear it, because Ye Xiwen is only powerful, but it is not above them. It is like the strength between Tianzun.

But if there is a half-step dominance between Tianzun, then everything will change, and the number of people in the half-step will be less, and it will not be comparable to Tianzun.

Now that Ye Xiwen is only Tianzun, it is already stronger than most of the half-step masters. If he is allowed to break through, he will have their way of life. At that time, it is not for Ye Xiwen to flatten the circle.

Although they came in to find opportunities to achieve dominance, but how simple, they have not found, but was first found by Ye Xiwen.

Such threats have forced them to seriously consider how horrible it will be after Ye Xiwen is enlightened!

"Half-monthly fairy, you just provoke others to come up, really no problem? Want to stop me, you will be the first one!"

Ye Xiwen looked coldly at the half-moon Xianjun. He knew that it was impossible to fight against everyone at the same time. Only the chickens and monkeys were killed first.

He looked at the half-moon Xianjun's eyes full of killing.

At this point, everyone's eyes are looking at the half-moon Xianjun, indeed, as Ye Xiwen said, half-moon Xianjun is indeed provocative.

Half a month, Xianjun is also riding a tiger at this time. He hated poisoning Ye Xiwen long ago. It was only in the past ten thousand years of Ye Xiwen’s fierce name, and he had heard of it.

In my heart, I don’t have much control over the acquisition of Ye Xiwen. The best way, of course, is to challenge everyone to take Ye Xiwen.

There are so many half-steps in the field that they are all in control. To win a Ye Xiwen, there is no difficulty at all. He is dead.

I didn’t expect Ye Xiwen to not play cards according to common sense, not against everyone, just pick him out, and this is in line with the ideas of others. No one wants to be shot, but others are shot, but Everyone is willing.

If he does not go forward, he will obviously sit on Ye Xiwen’s point of view and provoke the crowd to go forward. The situation is even worse. He slanders all the strong, and his future days are not good.

Suddenly, I said, "Wu Zun, you don't hand over the word. Today you don't want to leave here. Although it is important to enlighten, is it more important to live?"

Ye Xiwen snorted and looked at the half-moon Xianjun and said: "On your own, you can also tell me to teach?"

"Do it, more than ten thousand years ago, did not kill you, today is here, you can kill you!"

Half-moon Xianjun heard the words suddenly furious, Ye Xiwen directly poked his pain point, more than 100,000 years ago, that fiasco, almost killed by the martial arts era of the Tiandao on the spot, is his lifelong shame, and now is turned by Ye Xiwen Come out, the anger in my heart can be imagined.

"Since you want to die, then I will send you on the road!"

Half a month, Xianjun stepped out in one step. In an instant, the boundless terrorist force spread out, but it was a moment of time, filling the whole world, and his whole body was shining, just like the only master of heaven and earth.

At this point, the other half-step masters, have retreated, so as not to be affected by the fighting, but they did not spread out indiscriminately, but presented a round, surrounded by Ye Xiwen, obviously this time, they are not ready to let go Ye Xiwen.

It is only now that half a month of Xianjun has been used as a gun, so that half a month Xianjun will try to test Ye Xiwen's cards and strength.

However, my heart is still feeling, half-moon Xianjun is indeed strong, famous chaos for so many years is really not a vain name, such strength, has been above most of the half-step master.

Otherwise, it can't lead the situation that a group of wolves killed the tiger 100,000 years ago.

"You are no different from the time you were hundreds of thousands of years ago. I didn't expect you to be so hurt, but you can still recover!"

Ye Xiwen said faintly.

"Yes, I lost when I saw it, but this time, I have to see, who can save you, and you have the ability to summon the martial arts era!"

Half Moon Xianjun said with a sneer, that time he lost, but he did not accept it at all, he was completely pitted, and finally lost to Ye Xiwen, but lost to the martial arts era.

If there is a sudden appearance of the Tiandao without the martial arts era, he is sure that the final mill can also kill Ye Xiwen.

"Yeah, you are still more than 100,000 years ago, but I am not me more than ten thousand years ago!"

Ye Xiwen sighed, his whole body was shining, and countless light rains were released from his body. At this time, he was like a golden **** of war. In an instant, he came to the whole world.

"Only ten thousand years, how can you? But when there is no hero, it makes you such a singular fame!" Half Moon Xianjun screamed, his left hand holding a dazzling moon, exudes endless moonlight, It was like borrowing the power of the whole world, and then suddenly fell to Ye Xiwen.

Everyone can see that this round of the moon has fallen, wherever it passes, chaos collapses, space becomes powder, and time disappears directly between nothingness. Such an attack is too horrible.

And half a month, Xianjun obviously did not have the slightest to keep hands, he is sure, but also know that the other party is not good to deal with.

Ye Xiwen facelessly face this situation, he just stepped out, suddenly the whole space is rumbling, as if it is about to collapse, it is conceivable, how horrible this step of Ye Xiwen It is.

Ye Xiwen was just a simple point, and the finger was instantly inserted into the round moon that was crushed down.

"Boom!"

The real round that seems to have been formed in that round, suddenly burst on the spot, directly turned into nothingness.

Half-moon Xianjun did his best to strike, but could not stop Ye Xiwen's finger, everyone looked at it, as if to see what is the most incredible thing.

"How can this be!"

In the half moon, Xian Jun’s eyes widened, unbelievable. He did not have any slightest enemies in this attack, and he did not have any hands to keep his hands. Even if the ordinary half-step master was bombarded, he would be hit hard and die.

And Ye Xiwen was just this finger, and he broke his attack.

Then, Ye Xiwen’s counterattack came.

"Make the Huakun palm!"

Ye Xiwen shot down directly, and the whole world was included in his palm, and then fell into a terrible attack.

In the half moon, Xianjun only feels that every inch of this palm falls, and the power increases a lot. The inch of this inch falls, and the power grows out of thin air.

"How could it be so strong..."

In the first half of the month, Xianjun felt the horror of this palm. If this palm was directly hit, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He quickly blasted a series of attacks, like a flood, directly drowning Ye Xiwen's palm.

At this time, even the escape was too late. At the same time as this palm fell, it formed a palm of the hand, directly cutting off all the directions he might escape.

But these terrible offensives have no use at all, and all of them have been suppressed into nothingness. In front of this palm, everything is useless, and this is the most terrible.

All of this is long, but it is only a short moment. The creation of the Qiankun palm has already fallen to the half-moon Xianjun.

"Hey!"

A loud noise, like a bombardment of gold and iron, half a month Xianjun screams, the whole body bursts open instantly, blood is sprayed into the blood.

"One stroke hits!"

Many people have widened their eyes. They may have estimated the strength of Ye Xiwen, but no matter how they are estimated, they have not thought that Ye Xiwen will be so terrible at this time.

They estimated the strength of Ye Xiwen, which was based on the strength of Ye Xiwen’s expedition to chaos 100,000 years ago.

At that time, Ye Xiwen's strength faced the general half-step mastership is indeed enough to sweep, but it is not so easy, one stroke can hit a half-step master.

What's more, half a month, Xianjun is the leader of such a half-step dominance!

In the 100,000 years, what did Ye Xiwen experience?

Among these people, only Qin Zun’s face was calm, and he had already expected it. The half-monthly sage was just the same as the power of the sacred god. The sacred **** was almost defeated in the hands of Ye Xiwen, and there was no effort to fight back. Now I have changed for half a month, and I can go there.

Ye Xiwen dares to be an enemy of the world, but also has his grasp, not a complete impulse.

Ye Xiwen stepped out in one step, but he did not care. He wanted to kill the half-moon Xianjun. At this time, the **** of punishment on the side was finally endured, although his relationship with the half-moon Xianjun was not particularly good. In fact, they are still opponents, but he can't watch Ye Xiwen killing half a month.

A nine-day **** thunder descended from the sky, full of tens of thousands of feet, tens of thousands of feet thick, directly drowned the world, to kill Ye Xiwen, blocking Ye Xiwen's attack.

Whoever expected Ye Xiwen to open his mouth directly, swallowed this nine-day **** thunder into the stomach, and turned the attack into invisible, while in his hand, Wu Zunyin fell directly.

"what!"

Half a month, Xianjun screamed, and the whole person’s **** was bombarded, and his soul flew away. (To be continued.)