Boom

Continuously attacking Yuan Yelai from all directions, including jumping to the sky and attacking eleven times violently. Unfortunately, every time it was forced back by Cheng Hui’s palm of the earth, Yuan Ye’s strength was rapidly weakened, and Yuan Ye’s body gradually became thinner. Blood overflowed from Yuan Ye’s body and his body was dyed red, which was more miserable than that.
The place where Cheng Hui stood suddenly exploded violently, and the energy raged for a while. The central battlefield in Cheng Hui was almost destroyed. More than half of the roads were covered with huge cracks more than two feet wide. Now the ground ground has been ravaged by energy, and there is no blood left.
puff
Cheng Hui ruthlessly spit one mouthful blood body also dangling.
The onlookers, such as Xu Zijing, Xu Ying and others, retreated again and again, watching from a distance and not daring to cross the line. Everyone’s heart was full of shock. A young man actually seriously injured a peerless master who was about to enter Emperor Wu, which they dare not imagine.
Ye’s brother Rui Xi cried and rushed desperately.
Xiaoxi, don’t come here. I won’t be a problem, even if you are strong. Too many people in this world live in a superior world. They are born rich and their parents love them. They can squander their happiness around them. These people feel lonely and desolate, while in our world, we help each other. I can’t protect you. You must be stronger. Yuan Ye’s last words resounded throughout the battlefield. Xu Zijing, Xu Ying and others all felt sad. They really are all palm beads. They have to be windy and rainy. Their lives are simply superior compared with Yuan Ye.
Unconsciously looking at Yuan Ye’s lonely and sad figure, the little witch is also confused. Is this a cynical and dirty scum or a heroic relative who can anger and kill the iron man in all directions?
Yuan Ye’s body moved again. This time, Yuan Ye’s epiphyllum bursts with the most dazzling golden quarrelling, which is the last strength of his body.
The twelfth sword lay down one’s life for righteousness
A 70-foot sword went straight at Gao Wan. It was amazing. Don’t be thunderous, mournful and dazzling. The method of sealing the magic sword finally gave up one’s life to get justice.
Hum, a spent force, Cheng Hui sneers, but he is still ready to fight hard. He knows that Yuan Ye has exhausted his strength at this moment. This is the last blow. If he can take this last sword, he will win completely. Although he has been seriously injured, he has forcibly transferred himself to the top regardless of the injury. He must not endure defeat by an underachiever.
The last sword of the magic sword method cut through the void and lit up the battlefield. A thunder rang on the battlefield.
The golden sword mans finally collided with Cheng Huiqing’s palm force, and the blue palm force of the sword mans could not produce bursts of sonic booms.
Yuan Ye suddenly opened his eyes and drank himself to death.
bang
The golden sword awn and the blue palm force burst at the same time. After an earth-shattering loud sound, two terrible forces disappeared. The heaven and the earth were cleared. There was a quiet haha. There was a burst of laughter. Although Cheng Hui was chopped in the chest with a huge wound that could be seen in the bone, he smiled very heroically. He was fine. Yuan Ye’s last blow was almost equivalent to Emperor Wu’s strength, but he finally survived.
Can you beat me with the power of Emperor Wudi instantly? Hum, naive, I can also hold the power of Emperor Wudi instantly. I have already stepped in. Cheng Hui proudly turned to the crowd outside the venue and said that the murderer had exhausted his strength. Now I have cut his head to honor the 13 swords of the magic. Are you over? Yuan Ye’s voice suddenly rang coldly. At this time, Yuan Yejian stood in the center of the battlefield and was covered with blood. Although he had the slightest strength, he lost his former glory, but his fighting spirit had never been so strong.
Hey, hey, now a gust of wind can blow you back. Cheng Hui smiles.
Yes, I am very weak now, but you will still be defeated by me. Yuan Ye raised his hand and raised it. This simple move, but now Yuan Ye has done his best. He is too weak.
The first part of the fate of the snow finally sealed the magic wounds with the palm of Yuan Ye’s hand holding up the sky, playing twelve swords, leaving twelve golden lines in different tracks at the same time. At this time, talents are now attacking from all directions. In fact, the purpose is just to connect into a twelve-light cage. At this moment, with Yuan Ye’s palm clenched, the twelve golden lights are also gathering.
Ah, damn the light center, Cheng Hui waved a series of palm forces. His palm forces can fight against Yuan Ye’s sword. But at this time, Cheng Huicai’s twelve golden lights are fused together, and every defense energy is twelve times that of the first golden light. Cheng Hui secretly complained that his identity is really bad, but it is absolutely difficult for him to meet Yuan Ye’s blow.
Finally, Yuan Ye’s fist was clenched, and the cold sealed the magic.
The twelve golden lines completely cut off the twelve major meridians of Cheng Hui and the strength department was sealed.
The seal of one’s own strength is far stronger than that of one’s own enemy’s. This is the last resort to seal the magic wounds.
Little jerk Yuan Ye struggled and finally shouted with strength.
roar
A roaring little bastard, a huge figure three meters high, suddenly rushed to bite Cheng Hui’s head.
Poor Cheng Hui stepped into the old master of Emperor Wu without any strength and watched a Warcraft bite without any resistance.
All this happened so fast that it was almost impossible to believe that a senior expert of Emperor Wu was killed by a young man, Warcraft, but it was a fact.
The rise of a young master and the fall of a predecessor’s fame today, Yuan Ye is destined to mix fame with fame. Luozhou is a glorious mansion.
Peng Yuan Ye’s scarred body finally fell to the ground.