These may be the elites of the previous class, or they may be the older couples in this class, but no matter what, they are definitely elites, and they are not much worse than Tianjiao. When these people join forces, ordinary Tianjiao They all have to retreat.
Not only the Zhenwu Academy, but also other forces mostly calculate their classes on a hundred-year basis. Especially the adjacent classes are often compared, because they are not far apart. At the beginning, A difference of one year may make a big difference, but as you go further, each step forward takes more than ten years. After decades, this difference is nothing.
There were seven people in this group, headed by a young man who looked about twenty-seven or eighty years old. He was handsome and walked like a dragon and a tiger with a superb confidence reflected in him.
"This liger belongs to us, please leave quickly, we won't embarrass you!" Behind the man, a woman stepped forward and said lightly, without looking at Ye Xiwen. In her eyes, Ye Xiwen was nothing more than He was just an early stage Semi-Saint and had no right to talk to them at all.
Ye Xiwen suddenly felt a little dumbfounded. What the hell, he had robbed his own prey and still looked like he was giving him alms.
A sharp light flashed in Ye Xiwen's eyes, and he looked at the group of people in front of him coldly, with a look of ridicule flashing at the corner of his mouth.
Among the seven people, there were four men and three women, all of whom were outstanding among them. They had a compelling aura. Seeing that Ye Xiwen refused to leave, they all immediately pressed towards him with aura, overwhelming the sky and the earth, and the air around Ye Xiwen was distorted.
"Why are you still standing there? We are in a good mood today. If we don't leave, don't blame us for being rude!" The woman seemed to be kindly reminding Ye Xiwen.
"Get out of here!" The other man didn't have such a good tone. He just stared at the dragon corpse of the liger, tiger and dragon. It can extract a few drops of true dragon's blood, which is tantamount to a valuable treasure for them. , cultivators, who can say that they must have enough time? Even outstanding people like them are often trapped in lack of time, and eventually die on the road of cultivation.
"I killed this liger, so of course it should be mine!" Ye Xiwen said lightly, with murderous intent boiling in his heart. They were interested in the blood of the true dragon, so Ye Xiwen wouldn't be the same. If they killed it themselves Forget it, but this is what Ye Xiwen fought hard for. Now that they came out and just took away the corpse, how could such a good thing happen
"We have been tracking this liger for three whole days. We were about to take action when you came out and snatched our prey. Are you still reasonable at this time?" A man frowned coldly, his eyes cold and direct. Thornyleaf Xiwen.
"Okay, okay, okay, I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone so shameless!" Ye Xiwen laughed loudly, with murderous intent boiling over. He tracked the liger for three days. What an international joke? The liger was right there. Over there, in the lair, do you need to track it? Obviously it was just a casual mention and nonsense.
"This area has indeed been divided for us according to the previously agreed areas. If you don't leave, don't blame us for being ruthless!" At this time, the man in the lead said, not aggressively, just a kind of light disregard, not at all Don't take Ye Xiwen seriously.
"Divide, what division, why don't I know?" Ye Xiwen said with a slight frown.
Ye Xiwen secretly thought to himself that this is really possible. No wonder the warriors he saw before were all flying to various places and did not gather in one place. Maybe they had divided the regions when they first landed on this big star. , and he did not follow the landing immediately, but ran here by himself later.
But what does this have to do with him? He didn't participate in the division, so it's none of his business.
In the eyes of a truly strong person, this kind of division is a joke, and ordinary treasures are fine. But once there is a treasure that everyone wants to fight for, then this so-called division of regions will be completely reduced to nothing. A complete and utter joke.
"What nonsense are you talking to him? Just kill him!" At this time, an impatient warrior behind him couldn't hold it in any longer and shouted, "Just right, he should have a lot of good things in his body, just take them all!"
"The sun rises in the east!" the warrior shouted.
At the same time, the warrior took action, condensing his palms into a fist, and punched Ye Xiwen directly. A wave of heat suddenly hit his face, and the fiery red divine light condensed into a big sun, which was dazzling and dazzling. He pressed forward towards Ye Xiwen.
He practices a martial art called "Red Sun Hegemony Fist", which is extremely domineering. Most people can't stop his attacks at all. He dominates the barricades and is unparalleled.
The domineering route is to conquer everything in the world and deal with all kinds of dissatisfaction, but the prerequisite is that you have enough strength. When you have enough strength, you will be domineering and invincible, but when you meet someone stronger than yourself, it will be easier. Too rigid and broken.
Unexpectedly, he met Ye Xiwen, who was also acting domineeringly. Ye Xiwen also moved at this time. The dragon swung its tail, and Ye Xiwen's arm turned into a thick dragon. During the swing, the endless sea of gods was boiling, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder. He made a loud noise and smoked it directly.
"Hula!" The space was torn apart from the middle like a famous painting, and crushed down like a mountain.
"Boom!" That round of constant pressure of the sun seemed to have encountered a tengu eclipse. The endless divine brilliance was scattered by the dragon's tail that was pulled out like a mountain. That round of great sun was this warrior. The artistic conception condensed after practicing the "Red Sun Domination Fist", but when faced with Ye Xiwen's Dragon Tail, it was no match at all and was scattered.
The artistic conception is a warrior's entire understanding of the way of heaven and martial arts. This was directly taken away, making him feel depressed and wanted to vomit blood. He held back a mouthful of blood until he fainted.
But the offensive of this dragon's tail did not stop. It came down with shocking power, and the heaven and earth were shaking and shattering.
The warrior's entire arm was instantly swept away by Ye Xiwen's dragon power and turned into a ball of blood mist.
"Ah!" The warrior screamed, and his whole body flew backwards. Although his body did not directly turn into a ball of blood mist like his arms, all the bones in his body were broken by the huge force.
"Everyone, come on, we must not let him go!" At this time, the leading man shouted loudly. He finally knew that the man in front of him in the early stage of the Half-Saint was not simple. Not only was he not vulnerable to them, he was even If it were one of them, he would kill him in an instant. He might be the genius of this generation.
He vaguely thought of one person, and that was Ye Xiwen, who was in the limelight half a year ago. It was said that he was the one who defeated Pang Yangbo's offensive in just half a step to the legendary Dzogchen realm. He was a genius of a generation, an invincible being in the same realm, but he was actually defeated by Ye Xiwen Beating him half to death at a low level, Ye Xiwen's strength was simply unimaginable.
When he thought of this, he took a breath of cold air, but he couldn't help but hesitate at this time. Because of the monster grabbing thing, Ye Xiwen had been basically offended. He even shot at Ye Xiwen, and the warrior's horizontal arm was cut into pieces. Xue Wu had broken bones all over his body, and there was no way he could retreat. Otherwise, the entire team would lose their support.
He couldn't think too much about the situation at this time, so he could only kill Ye Xiwen.
He took the lead in attacking Ye Xiwen, and shot out a long knife in his hand in an instant. His whole temperament changed. He no longer had the dull feeling just now. On the contrary, an evil aura swept over him.
With one slash of the sword, the earth was shattered. Countless evil energies gathered together and swept toward Ye Xiwen overwhelmingly.
He practices an evil technique called "Evil Heart Sword". The name of the sword is "Evil Heart", which attracts people to evil. It is extremely fast. In just one moment, he can cut dozens of swords, and the whole space between heaven and earth is cut off. Into one line.
After vaguely guessing Ye Xiwen's possible identity, he naturally did not dare to rely on others and attack with all his strength. Otherwise, he would only die miserably.
Behind him, although the warriors didn't know what was wrong with the man they were leading, they valued this boy so much and used power whenever they took action, without any luck, but they did not dare to say anything at this time and hurriedly attacked Ye Xiwen. .
Such a scene moved heaven and earth. Almost no part of the space in front of Ye Xiwen was intact, almost all of it was broken.
The endless divine light of martial arts was full of murderous intent. At this time, Ye Xiwen finally moved. Ye Xiwen just pushed out with a mediocre palm, and there was no such gorgeous scene. He just pushed out calmly, and the endless energy of the divine light hit this place. The top of the pair of hands was completely blocked, and there was no way to go any further.
"Scout!" Ye Xiwen shouted in a low voice, and suddenly grabbed the sky with his big hand, turning into a big hand filled with golden light, as if it was the big hand of a god reaching out to the human world. The strength of those divine lights was vulnerable to the big hand, and he suddenly grabbed it , were caught in their hands one after another, and they were squeezed hard, and they were crushed almost immediately without any hindrance at all.
Everyone was suddenly frightened. Those people finally understood why the leading man attached so much importance to it. He used a peerless killing move. This was a peerless killing god, a peerless killing god that made people fearful.
If Ye Xiwen defeated any of them in a one-on-one battle, it would not cause them to have such violent mood swings. After all, although they hope to be invincible, they dare not say that they are invincible, even if there are many people in the same generation. Stronger than them, but at this time, Ye Xiwen instantly defeated all their joint offensive with an extremely powerful posture. Such power simply exceeded their imagination. This was not a holy realm, just an early stage of a semi-saint.
(To be continued)