MTL - Cult of the Sacred Runes-Chapter 562 Decisive battle

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Start fighting!

Ye Wei and Tian Hun Zong have no enmity and no enmity. They do not need to be accounted for by the Wushan Sovereign. Ye Wei will not make the Tianshen sects too embarrassed. Ye Wei gave the Tianshen Zongzi face and fought for two or three hours before ending this. Field fight.

The wind and rain have won without any suspense!

The wind and rain sect, the savage sect, the celestial sect, the nine sects of the four major sects, the wind and rain squad winning three games, the first to win the first qualification with the ancient sword.

The highlight of the Zongmen ranking battle is about to begin. The last countdown of the top ten Zongmen exchanges in the last session will be the first in the history of the ancient swordsman!

Is the storm and rain against the end, sitting on the first throne, or the ancient Jianzong continues to be the first to defend the king's prestige?

Everyone is very much looking forward to this battle, and they have their own guesses.

"The little fat man of the wind and rain class is simply not a human being. It is too strong. In my opinion, this ancient sword has no hope. The wind and rain will become the legend of the top ten sects of this year!"

"That may not be the case. Wan Jiansheng of the ancient Jianzong was the first strongest of the last ten sects of the Zongmen exchange meeting. Now a few years have passed, the battle of the tyrannical tyrannical stone, the celestial soul sect Xiao Ruo ning 23, ww£w. They have all been enhanced. Do you think Wan Jiansheng will stay in place?"

"It makes sense that the strength of Wan Jiansheng is definitely stronger than before!"

"This is not the last moment, but it is hard to say that the wind and rain, the ancient swords are not simple. It must be a dragon fight, and everyone has the hope to win. Of course, the final decision is definitely the wretchedness of the storm. The confrontation between the little fat man and the ancient swordsman Wan Jiansheng!"

Everyone is full of blood. Some people are optimistic about the rain and blood, some people are optimistic about the ancient swords, and some people think it is difficult to say.

"The wind and rain of the little fat man's fighting power is indeed very strong, but I want to incite the position of my ancient swordsmanship is still a little bit worse, the Wan Jiansheng who mastered the power of the sword bone, the strong fighting power, is not what you can imagine!" The ancient sword lord bears his hands, the wind is light and the clouds are light, and the winner is in the grip.

"Swordsman. Do you know the little fat man of the wind and rain? He seems to be hostile to you." The ancient swordsman creased his frown slightly, and thought of Ye Wei’s hostility as he walked to the side of Wan Jian’s body. .

"I don't know, I have never seen it!" Wan Jiansheng shook his head and slightly hesitated a little. He said, "Maybe, the little fat man of the wind and rain class regarded me as a potential competitor. I always wanted to beat me."

Wan Jiansheng thought about it and smiled and said that he was the first strongest of the last ten sects of the Zongmen exchange, and his reputation was outside. Secretly, I don’t know how many people regard themselves as potential competitors, and they always strive to fight for themselves. This little fat man is estimated to be one of them.

"Yeah!" The ancient sword lord nodded and his brow furrowed. Wan Jiansheng made a lot of sense, and Wan Jiansheng was famous. Every year, there are many self-righteous geniuses who come to Gu Jianzong to challenge Wan Jiansheng.

"There is no contradiction, the potential of the little fat man is very amazing, can not provoke as much as possible not to provoke!" Gu Jianzong lord looked at Ye Wei's direction, slowly said.

"I understand that as long as the people of their storms are not too much, I will leave them some face!" Wan Jiansheng said faintly, he only wants victory, no need to offend people.

Wan Jiansheng is afraid that he can never dream of it. He has already offended Ye Wei!

"The fighting power of the little fat man is amazing. You don't want to be careless. Once you step into the ring, you will immediately use the power of the sword bone. Never give any chance to the little man of the wind and rain!" Gu Jianzong saw the sword behind him. Health, screaming, if Wan Jiansheng does not use the power of the sword bone, the combat power can not match the stoning stone, once the intention, it is likely to overturn the ship in the gutter.

"I understand!" Wan Jiansheng nodded heavily. The little fat man of the wind and rain class is not an ordinary genius. Although he has absolute control to win, he must be cautious.

"Go!" The ancient sword lord waved his hand, and the three young geniuses headed by Wan Jiansheng went to the collapse of the secret.

"Ye Wei, how many grasps do you have?" Wushan Sovereign glanced at the three young geniuses of the ancient swordsman who had set foot on the platform, and lowered their voices.

Originally, the wind and rain sects were able to enter the top five, and the Wushan lord was very satisfied. But now that I saw the true strength of Ye Wei, the Wushan lord had an endless expectation in his heart. He was somewhat dissatisfied with the second place. He wanted to fight for one. Fight for the first!

After all, the rewards of the top ten sectarian exchanges in this year are much richer than in the past. Since they have strength, why not fight?

"10%!" Ye Wei stared at the back of Wan Jiansheng, kneading his fists, and his eyes were filled with cold cold, Shen Sheng said.

"Sovereign, if I killed someone in the ring, can we cover the storm?" Ye Wei thought of the experience of the Seven Hells, and the boiling intentions in his heart could not hold back, watching the Wushan lord, the voice became Some are low, very seriously asked.

"Killing?" Wushan Sovereign was shocked. Wan Jiansheng was the strongest of the ancient Jianzong youth. If Ye Weizhen killed someone, even if the Holy Court did not say anything, the ancient sword would not agree.

"You and the ancient swordsman Wan Jiansheng have hatred?" Wushan lord frowned, looking at the killing Ye Wei, asked the voice.

"The blood of the sea is deep and hatred. I have almost died in the hands of Wan Jiansheng twice!" Ye Wei’s eyes shot the light of resentment, gnashing his teeth and saying it word by word.

"The murder will definitely not work, the Holy Court will not promise, the ancient swordsman will also go away, but the top ten sectarian exchanges do not stipulate that no one can be ruined." Wushan lord glanced at the vice-president of the White Deer College wearing a golden robe. Some of them are difficult. "On the stage, even if I can't intervene with the ancient swordsman, can you abolish the cultivation of Wan Jiansheng? It depends on what the vice-president of Bailu Shengyuan means..."

"If he doesn't care, even if you abolish the cultivation of Wan Jiansheng, the ancient swordsman can't do anything about it. As for the anger of the ancient swordsman, I can still afford it!"

"On strength, the strength of our storms is not much weaker than that of the ancient swords. Only the younger generation can't match them, but if the vice-president of the White Deer is intervening, you have no chance." Ye Wei, sinking a little, said slowly.

The ancient swordsman’s sword Wansheng almost killed Ye Wei twice. This hatred naturally cannot be reported. Although the repair of Wan Jiansheng was abolished, Gu Jianzong will definitely run away, but Ye Wei is a disciple of his own storm. This lord is not sheltered, who is sheltered?

"Reliably shot. As long as you don't kill, everything will have my wind and rain to support you!" Wushan Sovereign patted Ye Wei's shoulder and looked firm.

"Yeah!" Looking at the stern's firm eyes, Ye Wei feels that there is a warmth in his heart. It is very moving. Wan Jiansheng is the strongest person of the ancient Jianzong youth. If he is abolished Wan Jiansheng, Gu Jianzong It will definitely be pursued in the end, even if the storms are not afraid of the ancient swords. Certainly there will be no trouble.

The Sovereign did not hesitate any more, supported his own revenge and supported himself for the moment. Ye Wei’s heart gave birth to a sense of belonging to the wind and rain.

This is what Zongjian should do, for the disciples under his own door, at any cost. Such a sect is worthy of guarding yourself with life!

"Go, let's teach them. I want everyone to look at it. I have a genius in the youth of the storms!" Wushan Sovereign smiled and waved.

"go!"

Ye Wei stepped out. Faceless, the first to go to the secret platform, Lin Zizhen, Du Shaoze followed by Ye Wei, fighting high spirits.

"What about the ancient swordsmanship? How about the top ten sectarian exchanges in the previous session? There are small fat people sitting in the town, even the people of the Holy Court, the three great beasts, and Laozi also fight with him!" Du Shaoze looked Ye Wei’s back, slowly pinching his fists, and passing a mad light in his eyes.

"Wan Jiansheng, you have to be unlucky, to provoke who is not good, why do you want to provoke Ye Wei?" Lin Zizhen knows Ye Wei too. When Ye Wei is expressionless, it shows that Ye Wei is really angry.

Under the eyes of the public, the wind and rain and the ancient Jianzong disciples entered the secret world!

"I originally thought that the last fight with my ancient swords was the savage or the celestial sect. I didn't expect you to be the dark horse of the top ten sects."

On the stage, the ancient Jianzong and the disciples of the wind and rain are facing each other.

"I am qualified to compete with my ancient swords. I have to say that you are very amazing. Just this is enough to make your storms and legends become legendary!"

The ancient Jianzong successively reelected several times in the first place. They naturally cultivated the pride of being high above. It is a pride from the bones and the soul.

Of course, no one can deny that Gu Jianzong does have the qualification of pride!

The ancient Jianzong disciples looked at the people opposite the wind and rain, and naturally said that they did not mean the irony of the wind and rain, the tone is very dull.

In order to compete for the opportunity to fight against the ancient swords, the savage sects and the sacred sects of the sacred sects have to fight for the first time. In their eyes, the last countdown of the storm sects is qualified to compete with their ancient swords. It is indeed a thing to be proud of.

Listening to the proud words of the ancient Jianzong disciple from the bones, Lin Ziyan and Du Shaoze were silent, and Ye Wei did not speak. Since he stepped on the ring, Ye Wei’s eyes have always fallen on Wan Jiansheng.

"Is it finished?" Ye Wei took a breath, forcibly pressed down the burning anger of his heart, looked up and looked at the three young geniuses of the ancient swords, and said with no expression.

"If you are finished, let's start!" Ye Wei's eyes fell on Wan Jiansheng. "Wan Jiansheng, you should know my strength. Except you, your disciples of ancient swords have no meaning at all. You and I will fight directly!" Ye Wei took a step and looked at Wan Jiansheng, who was wearing a linen suit, and said coldly.

"Hey, want to play directly with our masters? Are you qualified? Let me Dongke come to meet you, don't compare the people of our ancient swords with the people of the robbers. Although you won the stoning, In the eyes of my winter Ke, you are still nothing!" Before Wan Jiansheng opened, a young man in a silver gown with a handsome face went to the center of Fujian and Taiwan. "Want to fight with our masters? Yes, I won the first. !"

Wan Jiansheng glanced at the young man Ke, who was heading towards the center of Fujian and Taiwan. He did not speak. He was mobilizing the power of the sword bone and it took some time.

The power contained in the sword bone is comparable to that of the great emperor. The strength of Wan Jiansheng's current cultivation to mobilize the sword bone is very reluctant. It is not that the use of the sword can be used. He needs a little time to prepare.

Before going to the ring, the lord has already explained it. The mission of Gu Jianzong’s Dong Ke and Meng Bai is to win time for Wan Jiansheng!

"What do you count, the fighting power of the first-class median emperor in the district, is also in line with my boss?" Du Shaoze's eyes flashed in the cold, and the figure rushed quickly toward the center of Fujian.

For the strong Yuan Yuan, the bone fragmentation is not too serious injury. The Wushan lord personally gave Du Shaoze a cure, and when he was fighting against the soul of the celestial being, Du Shaoze had never shot, and his injury had long since recovered.

Ye Wei’s strength is there, and Gu Jianzong has even let a guy with a fighting power just a first-class mid-level emperor fight, what does Gu Jianzong want to do? Shame Ye Wei?

Ask me first, Du Shaoze, I will not agree!

Since Ye Wei defeated the three young geniuses of the ruthless robbery in an invincible manner and abolished their magical powers, Du Shaoze has decided to mix with Ye Wei.

Ye Wei glanced at Wan Jiansheng, and his footsteps slowly came back. He did not stop Du Shaoze. The young man’s fighting power called Dong Ke was a first-class median emperor, and Du Shaoze was not weaker than him.

"Wan Jiansheng is not very simple. Before he shoots, you don't want to shoot. The ancient swordsman's winter ke and white are handed over to Du Shaoze and me. You recharge your batteries and adjust your state to the peak!" I looked at Wan Jiansheng, who was across the platform, and said to Ye Wei, who was next to him.

"Listen to the girl of the purple sable." Ye Wei looked at the serious face of Lin Ziyan, smiled and nodded. At this time, Ye Wei did not think so much, he did not realize the change of Lin Ziyan's tone, and Lin Zi Yan did not call his predecessor.

As for Lin Ziyan, letting himself recharge his batteries and adjust his state, Ye Wei just smiled. Ye Wei did not put Wan Jiansheng in his eyes. After mastering the sacred magical powers, Ye Wei did not feel the peak of the emperor. Level, who else will be their own opponent, a million Jiansheng students, not qualified to make themselves so serious!

Of course, Wan Jiansheng did not shoot, and he did not need to shoot now. Du Shaoze and Lin Ziwei’s fighting power is not weaker than the ancient swordsman’s winter Ke and Meng Bai, so that Du Shaoze and Lin Ziyan can experience it.

"What do you call me?" Hearing Ye Wei calling himself a purple girl, Lin Ziyan's curved willow eyebrows were slightly upturned, looking at Ye Wei with a smile.

"Purple girl... Is there a problem?" When Lin Zizhen looked at it, Ye Wei suddenly felt a little guilty.

"Of course there are problems. I think you are more suitable for me." Xuan Xuan is a good person. Do you say it?" Lin Ziyan’s little hand was placed on the waist of Ye Wei, and he twisted and said, "Foliate Xuan When the predecessors were in the five words, they deliberately increased their tone.

Oops!

Ye Wei’s heart suddenly jumped, Lin Zi’s relatives’ actions, and the words “Zi Zijie”, Ye Wei naturally understood that Lin Ziyan had already guessed his true identity.

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