Chapter 250

Ye Xiwen dances with a long dragon, and the stars in the Universe tremble under the majesty of the Dragon God.

"Boom!" It is conceivable that the terrible air wave swept up in an instant and directly formed a tornado.

Wan Chengyao's blade will break through the chaos and cut into Ye Xiwen.

Wan Chengyao's sense of war became more intense. He rushed over and fought with Ye Xiwen. Both sides were very direct. There were no illusory moves. They began to fight hard. One relied on his own realm, while the other relied on his bullying body and gold body. They were eager to compete directly with each other.

The battle between the two sides can be called earth shaking. It's really earth shattering. None of them is ordinary and terrible.

In a sense, whether ye Xiwen, Wan Chengyao, the eighth prince or Zhanying, they are basically the best of this group of heroes. In the next year or more, they may be among the top experts of the younger generation before leaving the island, but now the three collide here in advance, And it's a battle of life and death, which means that some of them must fall.

If it was before, people would certainly think that ye Xiwen would die, but now they don't think so. Ye Xiwen has shown them enough strength.

Even in the case of one-on-two, ye Xiwen didn't fall into the disadvantage. Now the battle between the two sides has entered a white hot stage. No one knows what will happen in the end.

Ye Xiwen's performance is not generally strong. He can hurt Wan Chengyao and the eighth Prince one after another. No one dares to say that he can do better than ye Xiwen in the first World War and the Second World War. Even the mysterious fighting eagle has always been.

That's why Ye Xiwen said that if someone on the island can defeat one of them alone, but if one person can defeat the two of them together, it is no longer possible except ye Xiwen who is pregnant with Tianhuang regeneration, so ye Xiwen is so confident.

It's him, only him, only him!

Of course, this is in the current situation of combat power. If ye Xiwen also soars to the eightfold of the true Tao, it will show an inverted trend.

"Don't you want to lead me out?" Ye Xiwen said coldly, "let's have a try!"

Ye Xiwen's terrible momentum was completely released, but it was like a God in the sky. The divinity covered Ye Xiwen's whole body again. Ye Xiwen's eyes became very cold, like a god looking at the mole ants in the world.

Ye Xiwen decided not to wait any longer. While the eighth prince was nailed to the ground by him, he launched an all-out attack to kill Wan Chengyao, or at least hit him hard.

Otherwise, if he goes on like this, he can only be killed. Although he is pregnant with Tianhuang regeneration, Tianhuang regeneration is not invincible, and the consumption is also very large. He is only the sixth weight of the true Tao, and his consumption must not be better than those eight weight experts of the true Tao.

Ye Xiwen is like a God. His endless divinity is emitting a terrible light. All the heavens and all the world must surrender.

As soon as Wan Chengyao saw it, he immediately released all the reserved strength. When he thought about it, he knew Ye Xiwen's purpose, and he couldn't let Ye Xiwen succeed.

However, Wan Chengyao is a proud man. He must be famous in the southeast region and surpass countless people in the future. He has more arrogance than ye Xiwen. His heart is like a rock and remains unmoved. When the light of the knife flashes, he is more powerful. The light of the knife explodes the air, collapses the heavens and sweeps across the sky.

Ye Xiwen took the long Sabre and swept it out with a pair of meat palms. He dominated the body and golden body, swept the invincible, and tore the light of Wan Chengyao.

In a trance, the people watching the war seemed to have returned to the ancient times. A god of war fought hard against the demons of the heavens, and a pair of flesh palms tore countless demons, killing the future, pulling out eternal life, and establishing invincible prestige.

Wan Chengyao is more crazy. He looks at countless peers. How can he be afraid of Ye Xiwen? The more powerful Ye Xiwen is, the more powerful he is. The surging of war makes his eyes red.

"I am the one who can be above all others and become the supreme being. What are you?" The more Wan Chengyao said, the heavier his anger became. In his plan, Wanyao island was just a step in his plan. Here, he established Wanzhen alliance, unified Wanyao island and accepted all the young heroes of the ten countries in the southeast region. Within a hundred years, he could become a huge existence above the ten countries in the southeast region. His ambition was even greater than that of the eighth prince.

However, the most crucial step of all this was that Wanzhen Mengsheng lost his life in Ye Xiwen's hands. Before his ambition set sail, ye Xiwen broke his leg.

This anger made him want to kill Ye Xiwen completely, annihilate the spirit, and never exceed his life.

During his speech, Wan Chengyao's momentum was rising crazily, and his arrogant momentum swept out, just like the ruler of the world of heaven. For a time, the momentum was not weaker than that of Ye Xiwen relying on his divinity.

"Is it up to you to be above all others?" Ye Xiwen sneered and said, "do you have such strength to be superior to others?"

Ye Xiwen suddenly understood why Wan Chengyao and the eighth prince could come together. They were one kind of people, all ambitious people. Ye Xiwen didn't want to take care of them, but ye Xiwen absolutely didn't allow anyone to be superior to himself.

"Boom!" Ye Xiwen stepped out at his feet, and the terrible speed directly hit a huge explosion in the air.

"How terrible!" A onlooker murmured that there was only something terrible left to describe such strength on either side.

Those who watched the war had to retreat and go farther. They were also very uncomfortable with the aftershocks.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

A scream came from the blood spirit array. One by one, the disciples were nailed to the ground by the evil blood god. It was very terrible. At this time, mu Youran on the side also had a pale face and a cold sweat on his face. It was conceivable to maintain such a large array. The Zhenyuan in his body was consuming at a terrible speed, and he could no longer maintain his demeanor, However, at this time, there were only a few disciples of Wanzhen League and Bahuang party in the blood spirit array, so I didn't worry.

Hearing the screams of his men, Wan Chengyao was angry and fought hard with Ye Xiwen.

"Kill!"

The sound of a shout was like thunder. Ye Xiwen's hand was like the gods coming down to earth. His hands were like dragons. He pressed the heaven and earth and swept out.

All the heaven and earth will be suppressed. Ye Xiwen's terrible momentum makes people suffocate. Wan Chengyao might as well let more. The terrible roar seems to come from hell, and his face is far more ferocious than the eighth Prince just now.

The battle between the two sides became more intense. Almost both sides ignored it and killed it directly. Wan Chengyao waved his long knife and killed Ye Xiwen with a terrible momentum.

Ye Xiwen tore the blade with both hands, and tore the demon with both hands. The ultimate grand occasion of Ba Ti Jue has begun to take shape in Ye Xiwen.

The tide of people watching is surging. Perhaps this may be the precursor of the strongest struggle on Wanyao island.

"Pooh!" Wan Chengyao's blade cut a huge wound on Ye Xiwen's golden body.

However, he was not much better. Sheng Sheng was punched by Ye Xiwen, his chest was completely sunken, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Ye Xiwen urged Tianhuang regeneration, and the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. He strode towards Wan Chengyao, pressed step by step, slapped and punched. He had abandoned the moves, leaving only the most primitive moves. The road is very simple.

Ye Xiwen's moves open and close, but the power is not bad at all. Wan Chengyao's attack can never be fatal to Ye Xiwen, but ye Xiwen's attack can make Wan Chengyao retreat continuously.

There is no doubt about Wan Chengyao's powerful nature. All those who see his battle will not doubt it, but what is more terrible is Ye Xiwen. Ye Xiwen's combat effectiveness is too terrible.

Ye Xiwen doesn't play cards according to common sense at all. It's a terrible way to exchange life for life. One day, he would rather spell his life yuan than eat Wan Chengyao.

Wan Chengyao was so cold that even the martial artists around him were so cold that they could not perform better than any of them in such a world shaking war.

Here, Wan Chengyao has lost his confidence in winning, and even has been beaten by Ye Xiwen. At this time, his face is more and more crazy, but ye Xiwen knows that he has no confidence, but he is just a lost dog.

"Your invincible Road, that's all!" Ye Xiwen rushed up with a sneer.

"Ah!" In the distance, the long gun on the eighth Prince began to burst into a terrible light. He wanted to break away from the Dharma array under Ye Xiwen, pull out his long gun and rush to help Wan Chengyao.

Wan Chengyao's face showed a surprised expression. He must hold up until the eighth Prince got up, and then jointly cut off Ye Xiwen. Maybe he didn't realize it. Unconsciously, he had been beaten cold and had no invincible courage to face Ye Xiwen alone.

At the beginning, the ambition of one person to attack everyone in the world has been defeated by Ye Xiwen. He has no confidence to kill Ye Xiwen alone. Only relying on the eighth prince can he have this hope.

(to be continued)