MTL - Cult of the Sacred Runes-Chapter 558 Counterattack

"Beard!"

In the distance, the youth who were dissatisfied with the purple lines looked at the power of no-hands-up. The young beard of Ye Weijun was on the ground again and again, and a cold air rushed from the vertebrae to the brain. The body shivered involuntarily and woke up. After that, the madness spurred the magical powers and turned into a streamer that rushed to Ye Wei.

"Dead fat man, give me a hand!" In this way, the young man with a beard must be played by Ye Wei, the young purple-eyed woman looks at Ye Wei, and his anger is unstoppable. He screams and slams his fist and smashes into the void.

"Hey!" Ye Wei looked at the purple-striped youth who had angrily shot, his small eyes smashed into a gap, and the cold light disappeared. He reached out and grabbed the wrist of the purple-striped youth.

"Let's have you together!" Ye Wei's left hand pinched the ankle of the young man with a beard, and his right hand clasped the wrist of the purple-striped youth, and his arms were forced at the same time, like two hammers, rubbing the ground again and again.

Ye Wei is only physically brute force, and is three times stronger than the average peak of the emperor. The two combatants who deal with the young beard and the purple tattoo are only the first-class middle-class emperor, and they are bullying. they!

"what!"

"stop!"

"No, I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

On the platform, the youths of the beard and the youth of the purple tattoos made a sigh of grief. The bones of their bodies were all smashed by Ye Wei, and even the gods in the flesh showed signs of rupture.

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It should be noted that both of them are in the flesh and mind. Once the gods in the flesh are broken, their repairs are almost abolished, and the gods must be reintegrated in order to restore their cultivation. Reintegrating the gods requires at least a decade of hard work!

"Put in the loss? Do you know how to admit defeat?" Ye Wei's face full of fat flesh showed a very indifferent smile, his eyes cold. When Du Shaoze conceded defeat, how did you do it?

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Virtual mountain outside. The people of the top ten sects were stunned, and their eyes widened. They looked straight at Ye Wei, who was on the stage of the show, and his eyes were filled with incredible horror.

"The peak of the emperor is respected!"

"The fighting power of the rainy sect is definitely the peak of the emperor in the peak. This wretched little fat man has been playing pigs and eating tigers. He is the real card of the storm!"

"We are all wrong. The three geniuses of the young and the young in the storm, the strongest is not Du Shaoze, nor Lin Zizhen who has the fighting power of the middle of the emperor. But this little fat man!"

"Oh, God, it’s no wonder that the wind and rain sects have always been full of enthusiasm. Under the stormy gates, there are actually two shocking geniuses who have the fighting power of the top-ranking emperor!"

"In the top ten sects, only the strongest ancient sects have the astounding genius of the two emperors in the middle of the emperor's battlefield. This is also incredible. The last time of the last ten sects of the sect. There are even two amazing geniuses who are comparable to the top of the emperor in the peak!"

The mountain of Yunni is in vain. The astonished sound of sucking in the air is smashed and deafening.

Before Ye Wei did not show his strength, who would have thought that there would be two shocking geniuses in the storm? Each of the lords looked to the lord of Wushan, and the eyes were full of unadorned envy.

"My black water sect is not lost. The wind and rain sect has two stunning geniuses who are comparable to the top-ranking emperor in the peak. It is much stronger than my black Shuizhong youth. I am black water. The loss of the sect to the wind and rain is too normal!" The black water patriarch, Mu Yun, looked at the lord of Wushan. There is no trace of unwillingness in the eyelids. Some are just envious.

The younger generation of disciples under the black water sect of the Qing dynasty even had a fighting power comparable to that of the middle of the emperor, but there were two in the storm. How can Black Shui Zong not lose?

Watched by the eyes of everyone, the Wushan lord himself was a bit embarrassed, and he couldn’t figure it out. He knew Ye Wei’s true identity, but Ye Weicai joined the storms for three years, and his age was not even 20 years old. By the way, Ye Wei’s potential is very bad, but Ye Wei is too small after all.

A little guy who is less than 20 years old has a fighting power comparable to that of the top emperor. This is too bad.

It is necessary to know that the young talents who participated in the top ten sectarian exchanges are all over the age of twenty-five. The ages like Ruby, Xiao Ruo Ning and Wan Jiansheng are nearly 30 years old!

Wushan is the patriarch of the storm, and he is the ancestor of the emperor. He has seen countless geniuses, but he has never seen a younger than twenty years old, but his combat power has reached the peak of the emperor. The guys in the series have not even heard of it. Even the enchanting geniuses of the Holy Court, who are not born, are far less capable than Ye Wei at the same age.

"Tuo Feng, Ye Wei's kid has always been responsible, what is going on? The battle power of the kid is comparable to the peak of the emperor's respect, why don't you tell me earlier?" Wushan Sovereign looked at the shock, The first true biography of the sluggish look, slightly frowned, asked the voice, with a taste of blame.

This lord of his own, even knows the true strength of the disciples under the door, which is too absurd!

"Sovereign, I, I don't know. I always thought that the fighting power of Ye Weina's boy is the ordinary median emperor. Who knows that this kid is so strong!"

Tuofeng smirked again and again, it was very embarrassing to say that he really did not know the strength of Ye Wei.

"Ah, I understand!" Tuofeng passed a thought in his mind, and his eyes suddenly slammed. "The Sovereign, Ye Weina kid must have realized the supernatural mindset and created a supernatural power!"

"Only by the physical brute force, it completely crushes the two geniuses of the savage savage who are comparable to the first-class mid-level emperor. The magical power of Ye Wei Na's kid is definitely a flesh!"

"The Sovereign, you also know that the eighty-one thousand lines of Ye Wei's fusion are special gods. He uses his special gods to create his own body. The power is definitely stronger than the average body!" The voice, the eyes are hot, quietly voiced, this is the only reasonable explanation he can think of.

The gods of Ye Wei's fusion are all special gods, and the potential is too great. Once Ye Wei begins to create his own magical powers. This unimaginable advantage will be revealed.

The supernatural power of the same order, one composed of ordinary gods. One is a special **** pattern, and the gap between the two is like a cloud. Not at all!

"If Ye Wei Nazi really creates all the physical powers composed of special gods, then his combat power is definitely not comparable to the average peak of the emperor." Weng, the eyes of the Wushan lord suddenly changed. It gets a lot of heat and even the breathing becomes a bit heavy.

The physical body is better than the general supernatural powers. The physical supernatural powers composed of special gods are even more unimaginable. There has never been a magical power composed of special gods in the history of the Holy Yuan Dynasty. The Wushan lords cannot imagine all the special gods. How terrible is the composition of the physical body.

"Ye Wei is still in the Tibetan Mastiff. His real combat power is definitely not comparable to the average of the top-ranking emperors. The real strength of this guy may not be weaker than the violent stone of the youngest generation. !"

"My Fengsong Zong is completely hopeful to compete for the top three. Even the first!" With this possibility in mind, the face of Wushan Sovereign suddenly showed an unbearable excitement.

Zongmen ranked in the top three, and even the first, his Wushan lord did not dare to dream, but now he saw hope!

"Let's take a look first. If Ye Wei's little guy can really beat the stoning, then the storm will be qualified to compete with the strongest ancient swordsman for the first!"

The Wushan lord looked toward the ring, his eyes were stunned and his eyes were hot. The heart is quick to mention the eyes of the blind, he is too excited.

First, because of the existence of Ye Wei, the wind and rain have hopes to compete with the ancient swords for the first time. How has the wind and rain been like this? Just imagine that the Wushan Sovereign thinks that the blood will be boiling.

How many years have passed, except for the cultivation of the great emperor. The Wushan Sovereign has never been so excited!

Contrary to the excitement and excitement of the Wushan Sovereign, the face of the savage patriarch is gloomy and terrible. The eyes stared at Ye Wei, who was screaming at the audience under his own door. The gaze seemed to be eating people. The look is at its best.

He just said that as long as the wind and rain disciples have the strength, even if he discards his disciples, he will not say half a word. The next moment, Ye Wei shot, the situation suddenly reversed!

Ye Wei is so sloppy, he is really abolished by the disciples under the sect.

"Fat, let me stop, or I will abolish you!"

On the platform, the violent stone that is playing against Lin Ziyan looks at the young man with a beard and the young purple figure will be abolished by Ye Wei. His muscles in his eyes are mad and mad, and he can’t take care of Lin Ziyan anymore. Spreading the wings of Dapeng, carrying a slap in the air, killing Ye Wei.

"A storm stone, your opponent is me!" Lin Ziyan never dreamed that the battle power of Ye Xuan was so horrible. Du Shaoze had just conceded defeat. The people who were robbed of the sect were still attacking without undue enthusiasm. Naturally, she can't let the stoning stone escape easily.

Lin Zi suddenly shot, a strip of purple electric snake whistling out, smashing toward the stoning stone!

Even if it is not the opponent of the stoning stone, he must also give the time to the leaves Xuan, let the sage of the sage of the sage of the savage savage, the youth of the beard, and the youth of the purple pattern, to relieve the hatred of the heart!

"Get out!"

The violent stone is fierce, the five fingers suddenly open, and one finger becomes transparent. The faintly visible can see the innumerable **** lines flowing inside, 璀璨 莹 ,, exudes a thrilling terrorist force.

"Shentong...destroyed the world!" The storm looked at the purple electric python that was in front of him. His eyes were suddenly cold. It was this time. He couldn’t care about hiding the cards any more, without any hesitation. Directly exerted his own mastery of the second physical flesh.

The first flesh-and-mortar power created by the typhoon has made his physical strength three times stronger than that of the average peak of the emperor. This second physique is to strengthen the five fingers, to catch the fall, torn the void. The power is four times that of the general prime minister.

This is the card of the typhoon. When he and the celestial sorcerer Xiao Ruo ning, he is not willing to be exposed. After all, once exposed, the card can not be called a card!

He originally intended to use this card when he played against the ancient swordsman Wan Jiansheng. Now he has to expose the card in advance in order to save the young man and the purple tattoo from Ye Wei.

"嗤拉!"

The stalwart contains the claws of the power of the four-fold power of the middle-class emperor. It is like a broken bamboo. It is easy to shred the purple electric python, and the crystal claws of the sacred claws, almost no stop, directly catching Ye Wei .

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