The purple-haired middle-aged man was punched and sent flying, feeling like all the bones in his body were falling apart.
He also didn't expect Ye Xiwen's fist to be so powerful.
In terms of physical training alone, it is terrifyingly overbearing!
For true physical training, there is the concept of one punch breaking all kinds of magic. No matter in the sky or on earth, any treasures, weapons or weapons are more reliable than one's own pair of fists.
Just after the fight, he had already realized that he was probably no match for him. He already regretted taking action for Otoki Qingryu, or he regretted taking such a rash action.
Originally, he didn't want Yimu Qinglong to be obtained by other Tianzun, so he didn't want others to interfere.
However, it seems that I have miscalculated now, and I should find someone else to work with, so that I can have a chance of winning.
But thinking about these things at this moment has no meaning at all, because Ye Xiwen's next wave of attacks has already arrived.
Flying high, Ye Xiwen trampled it down. It grew bigger and bigger, like an ancient sacred mountain, and trampled it down hard.
"Bang!"
The purple-haired middle-aged man didn't have time to resist, so he kicked him directly, causing his body to be torn apart, bone fragments flying, and blood splattering.
A majestic deity was trampled to pieces in full view of everyone.
"So strong!"
In Qijue City, many emperors and deities stared at him. It was clear that Ye Xiwen looked like he was only in the fifth realm, but the strength he displayed overwhelmed the purple-haired middle-aged man who was also in the fifth realm.
Man hangs and beats.
Although they are both in the fifth realm, their combat prowess is really far apart.
"Hey, outsider, you are going too far!"
The purple-haired middle-aged man roared, and the aura on his body spread, making him feel many times more terrifying.
He was pushed to the extreme and was beaten in front of everyone. How could he accept it based on his self-esteem?
The origin of the purple-haired middle-aged man was burning. The terrifying aura spreading out caused the heaven and earth to collapse, making it impossible to form a universe or a universe. The energy of chaos began to boil crazily, the terrifying aura flowed, and the laws were destroyed.
With all his strength, he struck out and turned into a flaming ferocious beast that soared out of his body. It was huge and ferocious, coiled around the entire universe, and rushed towards Ye Xiwen.
This flaming ferocious beast actually had the strength of a Heavenly Lord or above. Its huge body seemed to have filled the entire chaos. The infinite flames coming out of his body boiled the entire chaos.
The Heavenly Lords in Qijue City also changed their expressions. With this level of offensive, even if they want to continue, it would be very difficult for them. Even the weaker emperors could sense a wave through the barrier and formation of Qijue City.
A terrible feeling of destruction.
These emperors themselves are also powerful practitioners, but they are still nothing in front of this huge force.
A battle is about to decide the outcome. These words popped up in everyone's mind. Ye Xiwen's strength is indeed enough to defeat this purple-haired middle-aged man. Because of this, we cannot delay it. The only way to win is to win in one battle.
burden.
Facing this flaming ferocious beast that almost occupied the entire universe, Ye Xiwen's expression did not change at all. Endless golden light emerged from his body. He stepped on a green dragon and was surrounded by a god emperor. He was tall and majestic. Look at it.
It seems to be a world that calms the chaos.
The purple-haired middle-aged man burned his source and exploded with strength, which was ten times stronger than before. But Ye Xiwen's aura also exploded with the huge explosion, and it also increased many times.
"He can still improve? He can still improve?"
Many deities were stunned when they saw this scene. It was simply an impossible miracle.
Ye Xiwen was actually able to improve his strength, and unlike the purple-haired middle-aged man, he did not burn his origin, but his own strength had reached such a terrifying level that it was almost impossible to find an opponent in the fifth realm.
"Can anyone really be as strong as this in the fifth realm?"
Many people just find it incredible.
powerful!
powerful!
powerful!
Everyone also felt Ye Xiwen's unimaginably tyrannical and terrifying aura, and then saw him throw out a punch, which was an ultimate killing blow. It couldn't be said about martial arts or magical powers, or he just relied on himself.
A punch punched by the strength of his physical body annihilated the entire time and space.
This punch directly penetrated the body of the flame beast, and the terrifying punch force exploded in the body of the flame beast.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Everyone seemed to have seen a series of explosions. The originally powerful and invincible flame beast actually exploded on the spot with such a punch. His extremely powerful flame body exploded all of a sudden, and then the whole thing looked like it.
It exploded like a ball of fireworks.
In this fierce and terrifying collision, Ye Xiwen's fist force continued unabated and directly hit the purple-haired middle-aged man. His body had just been exploded by Ye Xiwen, and he was just recovering now.
He was hit again.
In the strong collision, he lost, lost to Ye Xiwen, and then he was seen flying out. His figure was like a meteor. He flew for who knows how many miles before he finally stopped. The bones in his chest had already
It was completely broken, blood exploded between the sky and the earth, the center of the eyebrow was rubbed by the punch, and the skull was cracked.
Everyone could even see that his soul without the protection of the physical body began to burn, ignited by the power of the fist.
"He's going to die!"
Everyone was stunned. Ye Xiwen was so powerful. He was like a true god. The situation changed as he raised his hand, and chaos surged. Ye Xiwen raised his arm high and turned into a sword, which seemed to be the Abi Sword.
, it seemed to be the Emperor's Sword, and it seemed to be a collection of all the kendo tools that Ye Xiwen had come into contact with before. It turned into a divine sword and struck down immediately.
"Pfft!"
This divine sword seemed to be a big dragon, cutting through the chaos and bursting out a burst of blood mist. The purple-haired middle-aged man was cut by the sword on the spot and killed on the spot. His soul was burning.
This sword alone has the power to kill Tianzun, and it is even easier to destroy a world.
Chaos exploded, divine light flickered, and in the chaos, only the purple-haired middle-aged man could be heard screaming before he died.
The light of that sword exploded across the entire world, and there was no more dazzling existence in the entire chaos.
"Three moves, it's only three moves in total!" Many people took a breath of air. Ye Xiwen only spent three moves to kill a fifth-level Tianzun.
Moreover, everyone could see that this was not Ye Xiwen's limit, but it was just a small test of his skills.
Because he has not yet burned his origin and mobilized all his strength, even so, it has already given all the Heavenly Lords an unmatched feeling, and the Emperor even felt that there was a doomsday-like dangerous aura entrenched in him.
It was precisely because Ye Xiwen killed the purple-haired middle-aged man so fast that some of the indigenous masters in Qijue City who had originally planned to stop Ye Xiwen stopped.
Although the relationship between them may not be very good, they are still relatively united when it comes to facing outsiders. Ye Xiwen killed the masters in their city and slapped them in the face. How can he prevent them from taking action.
But before they decided whether to take action, Ye Xiwen had already decided to fight. The decisive battle and the terrifying strength had already shocked them, and they could only give up the plan of taking action. Who let the purple-haired man
The middle-aged man was such a loser that he couldn't even stop Ye Xiwen's moves.
However, they also understand that the real reason is not that the purple-haired middle-aged man is too useless, but that Ye Xiwen is too strong. Many of these truly strong men have experienced the great destruction of the world, but they have never seen it before.
There has never been such a terrifying Fifth Realm Heavenly Lord.
"Even if you are a physical practitioner, it's outrageous to be so strong like this!"
This was their voice, and it was Ye Xiwen's decisive action that stopped them from taking action.
After killing the purple-haired middle-aged man, Ye Xiwen directly grabbed all his essence and blood, and then poured it into the World Tree, stimulating the ripening of the entire World Tree fruit.
As long as the World Tree fruit matures, his strength will be able to steadily advance to the next level.
Although Yimu Qinglong is good, it is a rare divine item that has been seen for thousands of years. It is impossible to see it at ordinary times. It is too precious. Although World Tree Fruit is slightly worse, it can be cultivated continuously by oneself.
Yes, this is naturally particularly important to Ye Xiwen at the moment.
Ye Xiwen's eyes were like two sharp swords shooting directly into Qi Jue City. Just now, someone was planning to take action in Qi Jue City. Ye Xiwen felt it. Someone locked the soul on him, so he took action faster.
, because he knows that he cannot give those people a chance to take action. Otherwise, although he is sure that he can protect himself, he will also get into unnecessary trouble and face the entire Qijue City.
But now, with the murder of this middle-aged man with purple hair, those people have naturally stopped and have no intention of interfering. Death is like a lamp going out and a tree falling down. No one is willing to offend a powerful deity for a dead person.
, this is human nature.
There is still a competitive relationship between them, but it has not reached this point.
However, the moment those people's thoughts locked on Ye Xiwen, he also locked them on Ye Xiwen. Now he just gave them a slight warning and told them not to take action.
But now that the injury has recovered, Ye Xiwen plans to leave here as soon as possible and return to the Era battlefield to avoid long nights and dreams.
At this moment, a voice came from Qijue City.
"Fellow Taoist is really good at this. I invite you to come down and get together!" (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
