Chapter 1230

Not only people in the underground world are watching the shadow forum, but also many people in Huaxia are paying attention to it.

In Beijing, the chief and fengbuyu sit together, watching fengbuyu operate the account number of shadow forum, brushing the post constantly.

When I saw the reward post, the wind's silent eyes began to become cold, and the chief's face was hard to see.

"Huaxia doesn't make trouble, but it's not afraid of anything. If ye CuO really can't come back, I'll allow you to go abroad and wipe out this reward offering organization." The first chief patted the table and gave instructions.

The wind does not language way: "that China how guard?"

The chief said with a smile: "the owner of the Ye family in Changbai Mountain is still there. He once told me that the country will come out of the mountain at any time when it is needed! The wind is silent. I always hope that Huaxia can produce a sharp sword. I hoped you were, but you have more important responsibilities.

Later, the appearance of Ye CuO satisfied my fantasy.

But if ye CuO's sword is broken, I hope you can turn it into a sharp sword, and let those people understand that I can't be insulted in China! "

"Yes Wind does not speak, chest, loud tunnel.

In his chest, there was a sudden fire.

Just now someone said, is he just a sheep? Why not be afraid?

Wind not language heart sneer: don't make trouble by you said to be afraid of things, you also forget, the old man's means!

Over the years, he represents the country, and his every move is related to the image of the country. Therefore, he can't make trouble casually, let alone hold back a lot of things.

But no matter how much tolerance, it is also a god list.

God list can't be insulted!

The wind is not language also very expect, oneself turn into a sharp sword, chop to kill four directions.

He knew that once Ye CuO died, there was no remedy for his own physical defects. Anyway, he might be attacked by his blood at any time. It's better to be vigorous before he died.

At a time when all the informed Chinese are concerned about the outcome of the war, ye cuozheng is alone in the United States, carrying the attack of three people.

In the face of more and more violent boxing shadow, the continuous wind blade, as well as the bright sword.

Ye made a mistake.

He made a fist in the air, the vast real yuan, turned into a golden fist seal, condensed like just melted gold, with a heavy but flowing texture, turned into a real fist, and one fist was printed on the silver sword.

"Dong!"

It was like a huge heart beating in the void.

Ye CuO's fist is as wonderful as an antelope's.

Although the fist was mediocre, it hit the weakest point of the bright sword.

All of a sudden, the silver sword was like a viper who had been hit seven inches. All the magic changes were sealed and burst out of thin air.

"Who taught you swordsmanship? Slap him in the mouth for me, it's wrong! This kind of rubbish swordsmanship is only suitable to be sold in the street. How dare you show off in front of me? Go back and Practice for a few years! "

Ye CuO said, raising his hand is a slap.

A golden handprint flew out directly towards the Kendo Shenbang fan.

The man's eyebrows jumped, and the sword in his hands was divided into two parts, and became two swords, flying back and forth, just like a university in full swing. Among the four fields and all over the world, there was the light of the sword.

However, it can not resist the golden slap, was slapped in the face.

"Poof!"

The man vomited a mouthful of blood, flew out directly and fell on the wall of a building. With a roar, the wall collapsed directly into the building. There was a huge hole in the whole wall, and there was smoke everywhere.

Ye CuO didn't look back at all. He pointed his fingers together like a sword. Waving his hand was a golden light. He chopped at the powerful boxing God.

Whoa!

Golden light cutting air, because the speed is too fast, actually issued a harsh noise.

A bright golden sword with a length of more than ten meters is as thin as a line. With Ye CuO's two fingers sticking out, it flies forward from afar, just like Duan Yu's six pulse divine sword, which is extremely mysterious.

At this time, the huge shadow in the hands of Kungfu Shenbang was almost ten meters in size, just like the five finger mountain in the palm of Buddha. With a heavy weight, it pressed out a crack on the ground like a spider web.

Such a powerful attack, if faced with other enemies, does not need to fight, can frighten each other to death.

But at this time, ye CuO's expression was very calm. His golden sword was like a hot knife cutting butter. He cut the shadow of his fist into two out of thin air.

The uncontrollable vitality of heaven and earth suddenly exploded from the shadow of the fist and turned into a huge cloud ring, rushing away in all directions.

Driving the forces of heaven and earth around, a series of chain explosions like a nuclear reaction were sent out.

But this is not the point, the point is that ye CuO's golden sword, after cutting the shadow of the fist, has no consumption, and goes straight to attack the boxing God list.

Kungfu Shenbang flustered to dodge, still screamed, his back was cut out a deep blood groove by Ye CuO's sword, with a trace of light blue blood rushing out, and ran around in embarrassment.

"Just have brute force, don't use your brain. Go back and graduate from primary school, and fight with me again." Ye CuO's comments are not salty.

The same is God list, but he is like a father beating children, educating each other.

"Hum!"

A very subtle sound came from behind.

The thin and sharp wind blade, almost integrated with the space, attacks Ye CuO in a completely invisible manner.

Where the wind blade passed by, everything seemed intact, but after ten meters and seconds, it broke into two parts quietly.

Row after row of wind blades skimmed over the ground. In an instant, the ground was like being scratched by a plowing machine, and countless deep ditches appeared.

Ye CuO suddenly turned back and waved his hand. The palm of his hand was like a palm fan, directly fanning a wind. Because of the rapid flow of air in front of him, a small tornado was formed, rolling towards the psionic God.

His wind blade was in front of Ye CuO's tornado, which was mixed up in a moment. Even he didn't have time to run away, and was thrown directly into the sky by the tornado.

"This kind of wind blade is only suitable for chopping firewood and cutting vegetables. It's really ridiculous to dare to do it with others."

As ye CuO said, he took a step forward. The third form of dragon's magic skill, real dragon bully, his vertebrae and joints, like a train, vibrated with each other. Finally, a virtual shadow of a giant dragon, like Ye CuO's dragon, rushed out.

The Golden Dragon directly knocked a big hole out of a building, which was about to collapse.

A figure jumped out of the building in a mess.

Ye CuO looked at the figure, laughed wildly, and said, "Dr. Smith, these three are not qualified. You'd better go back to the furnace and rebuild them. Why don't you come down and play with me? "