The Nether Sword is shaking, and the sword is constantly. The eyes of everyone can't help but converge on Ye Chu. Some people admire the strength of Ye Chu, and some people laugh at Ye Chu's ignorance.

After all, standing in front of him is a king, the gap between Xuanyuan and Xuanyuan, like Tianzhu, the other side is impossible to cross.

The toes move, the whole person spurts out, such as the sword with the same handle, which is as fast as the wind, the fingers condense the power of terror, the power spurts out from the body, and turns into a sword in the hands of Ye Chu. A sword came out, and Changhong was like a day.

A slap in the foot of Wang Fang’s feet, the ground directly spurred a few thorns, the ground thorns rotated, with the pure energy he instilled, directly burst out and suppressed, making people feel scared.

The ground thorns rotate, and between the whistling, the slashing of the void is not a fancy, and the swordsmanship of Ye Chuling's gasification is confronted. The ground thorn burst and turned into a gravel sweep. The surrounding vegetation was cut across the waist, and the smashed gravel brought out the sound of the road. The leaf Chu was reversed by a few steps, and the figure volleyed away, avoiding the flying. Crushed stone.

Wang Fang slammed back to Ye Chu, and his figure flashed rapidly. The power in his hand turned into a long knife, and he directly slammed down toward Ye Chu, and he was overbearing and swift.

Ye Chu's expression changed, his feet slammed, and the instantaneous wind spurred out, turned into a wind and whistle, directly evaded, and the long knife slashed in the place where Ye Chu stood before, the earth cracked a huge crack. The gap is chilling. Before Wang Fang stepped on the crack, the backhand wanted to chase it up, but Ye Chu took this opportunity, and the sword of interestless spurt came out, and the swordsman who gathered in the sword of his hand also flew out and directly shot the other side.

"Despicable!" Wang Fang screamed, looking as fast as the wind, with an infinitely fierce sword, his left foot swept out, directly touched together, the arm blocked in the forehead, blocking Ye Chu's breathless sword. The figure can also be reversed by a few steps, the body stepping on, between the steps, a deep footprint under the foot, the body's strength is constantly removed.

The king stood up, and the pupil slammed up and stared at Ye Chu. The boy in front of him is really strong and unexpected. The strength is strong, the shot is fierce, and the sword is sharp.

For the general mysterious world, even if it reaches the extreme. It is no trouble for Xuan Yuan to defeat him. Like Wei Tu, despite its reputation. But he has to defeat the other side, but he can't use a few tricks.

The young boy in front of him can resist him, although he relies on speed, but this is also the performance of strength. He stared straight at Ye Chu and looked confused. He knew that the boy in front of him was definitely the elite cultivated by Qingmi Mountain.

Others do not know that Castle Peak is a place in Qingmi Mountain, but he is very clear. Qingmi Mountain has such a disciple, afraid to become an enemy of the ancestral land. He has to go to Tianjiao Road, maybe he can meet his ancestors. Maybe, there will be a dragon fighting.

"In order to have one opponent for the ancestors, kill you today!"

The voice of the other party screamed out, and the sound burst, and with the violent riots, the horrible storm struck out, the power turned into a bone spear, and with the horrible power fluctuations, swept directly to Ye Chu.

Ye Chu resisted with the sword, compressing the surrounding air, and turning it into a sword, and swaying out directly. Fight with each other's bone spears.

"bump……"

The gas was spread out, and the bone spear and the sword mantle shattered directly, and the leaf Chu arm trembled. But the figure was dissatisfied and once again bullied forward. Go directly to the other side of the attack.

At the foot of Ye Chu, he stepped on the Great Emperor. The whole man was flying with a sword. The man was straight like a gun. A fierce and sharp temper came out. He was full of brilliance and strength. He was spewing out, sharp as if A peerless sword that has been opened.

Everyone stared at Ye Chu and only felt terrified. Although Ye Jingyun and Yang Hui Yang Ning’s fights are fierce, they are inferior to this.

Looking at Ye Chu, like a sword, everyone was shocked and thrilled. I only thought that this boy was so strong that he couldn’t add to it.

"If you can fight the king, you can fight for ten rounds."

"He is just a real life, if he reaches the realm of Xuanyuan. He is not..."

"Where is this coming out of the guy, this strength is enough to step into the deeper part of Tianjiao Road, how can I be interested in hitting here? Isn't the resources of the outside world so eye-catching for such a person?" ”

"..."

Everyone talked a lot, looking at Ye Chu, feeling the power of Ye Chuqiang, a group of people could not help but back a few steps.

"The majesty of the king, not that you can provoke, let you see today, what is the king!" Wang Fang roared, the momentum of the vibration, the body's aura all spewed out, in the hands of the hegemonic light, the light condensed With the strength of being able to easily kill the mysterious realm, it rushed to Ye Chu.

"Who are you scared? I thought I hadn't played against the king?" Ye Chu snorted, his arms dancing, and also shaking the strength of terror. The complexion is also dignified. The strength of the king does not allow him to be small.

The power of Wang Fang’s body like a tidal wave turned into a huge bone spur, Guanghua smashed, swept out, the horrible power of the carrier, the incomparable shot of Ye Chu’s vitality, every time it was very fast.

Ye Chu's figure flashed rapidly and resisted by his own strength. The deafening sound spreads in the void, and Ye Chu uses the power of the wind and the whole body to see if it can block the escape, but it is often tempered by the blood.

However, Ye Chu did not use the secret method for this reason. Instead, the sword was more savvy, and the impact was constantly on, and the opponent's fierce confrontation was up.

"boom……"

Ye Chu was once again shaken by the earthquake, and his sword and defensive mood were even stronger. Ye Chu fingers move, hone himself with the other's artistic conception, and the more the war and the more brave.

Looking at Ye Chu, who is constantly deceiving himself, the king is cold and cold. Although the young man in front of him did not have the blood of his shock, but the Vietnam War is more and more brave, the mood is getting more and more full of edge, really take him to make a sharpening stone cultivation.

In this way, the king’s expression is cold and cold, and various forces are constantly bursting out. The violent and violent force continually continually screams, and the bone spurs bring out the bone shadow, which is extremely powerful.

Ye Chu relies on the instantaneous wind, avoiding each danger, but occasionally it will be stabbed, leaving a few blood marks on his arm.

This is a fierce fight. The ground of the war is a mess, the air sweeps, the air waves fly, and in the center of the fight between the two, it becomes a restricted area.

The blood of Ye Chuzhan can be more and more brave, the sword is constantly surging, the swordsman is flying, the faint burial of the void is fascinating, and the edge of the emptiness is there, and the beauty of the flowers is even more fierce, even A fairy with a bit of love.

All kinds of artistic changes, Ye Chu and the war more and more brave, rushing out, the whole person really wants to become a sword. Zhu Fengcheng and others saw that one by one had long been stagnant in the same place, looking at Ye Chu’s body and his body.