Chapter 537: Eh, My Grass, Why Are You Dead!

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"Poof!"

In front of everyone's eyes, the fire ape approached Ye Xiuwen, and the iron soldering iron in his hand had already been handed over, and he was about to burn Ye Xiuwen's body, but suddenly, a huge head flew up.

"Smack!"

The head fell to the ground, the size of a basin, and it was the fire ape's!

"Oh my grass, why are you dead?"

Ye Xiuwen was shocked, but as a result, Nima, everyone vomited blood.

Standing across from the two of you, and one of the heads flew out in vain, who do you say did that?

"Yan Ruyu, it's you again, you must be making a ghost out of it and trying to put me to death,"

Ye Xiuwen pointed at Yan Ruyu angrily, but everyone's eyes were cast over.

"Poof!"

Yan Ruyu spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and said in her heart: I didn't speak?

"No, it's not me, I originally wanted to kill Ye Xiuwen, how can I help him?" Yan Ruyu didn't have a trick, but told the truth.

"Bah!"

The disciples of Qianji Pavilion sighed for a while, but as a result, Yan Ruyu's only few remaining junior brothers also left half of them.

If this Nima doesn't leave, they also think about it, if they don't die in the hands of Ye Xiuwen, they will also die in the hands of Yanmen, and this hatred is full.

"Ye Xiuwen, I have a hatred with you for a day, even if the Holy Fire doesn't kill you today, I will kill you!"

Yan Ruyu was so angry that she didn't stop her even if she didn't stop it.

"Tsk, there are many people who want to kill Lao Tzu, but it's a pity that they are all in the soil! Yan Ruyu, don't worry, you will have to call your father in a while!"

Ye Xiuwen smiled evilly, then stood with his hands in his hands, and said to the holy flame on the city tower: "You, don't you want to rerelease the thousand machines, otherwise I will let your Yanmen disciples bleed like a river!"

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host, forcibly pretending to be successful, and this force, pretending to be savage, pretending to be domineering, the system has an additional reward of 5000,"

"Misty grass,"

Even Ye Xiuwen didn't expect that he was very successful in pretending to be forced this time!

However, when he glanced at everyone's expressions, it was not difficult to imagine why he was so successful in pretending to be forced.

The disciples of the Yanmen under this city, all of them had green faces, and they were all gritting their teeth there.

And the people on the city wall are a little better-looking, they are all blue, and the blue wows are like avatars.

Moreover, especially the Holy Flame, his face was all iron-blue, because Ye Xiuwen actually killed the fire ape he had raised for three years.

"Kill him!"

The holy flame squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, and the disciples of the Yanmen under the city rushed towards Ye Xiuwen like crazy!

Ye Xiuwen was slightly happy, thinking that it was the time for him to pretend to be forced.

In his right hand, countless true qi was like a turbine, rising from his body, and gathering in circles on the right hand that Ye Xiuwen held high!

"What? That's the Hundred Steps Divine Fist, how could he?"

Yan Ruyu was shocked, because of this martial art, he begged for a long time before he begged for the master. This is still for the sake of him being a rare talent in the Thousand Machines Pavilion.

And what about Ye Xiuwen, he had only been in the door for a few days, and he was able to do it, and that kind of skyrocketing turbine seemed to be even stronger than the hundred-step divine fist he used.

"No, it can't be!"

Yan Ruyu shouted, 'Impossible', not wanting that at this time, Ye Xiuwen's thunderous blow had already been launched.

When countless true qi gathered in his right fist, he threw his fist behind him.

At this time, Ye Xiuwen's mouth opened and he shouted: "Hundred Steps Divine Fist!"

This roar can open mountains, crack stones, and shatter people's consciousness, and then a fist shadow like a wall broke out from Ye Xiuwen's hand.

This fist shadow is simply too fierce, dyed with golden brilliance, and it suddenly pushes horizontally!

"Huh, what kind of kung fu is this?"

The disciples of Yanmen were so frightened that they ran away.

However, the speed of the Hundred Steps Divine Fist was simply too fast, and it exploded in the crowd like a bombshell in an instant!

The energy fluctuations that erupted in an instant directly smashed the bodies of many Yanmen disciples, while the remaining Yanmen disciples were directly blown out by that vast fluctuation.

"Poof!poof!"

There were countless people who vomited blood, and more than forty of them died because of it, while the other disciples sat down in a heap, not daring to believe that this was true!

"Ding Dong,"

"Ding Dong,"

At this moment, the prompt sound of the system resounded non-stop at all, but Ye Xiuwen ignored it completely, his left hand also condensed a hundred-step divine fist, and punched those Yanmen disciples who had not yet reflected!

"Boom!"

Another extremely fierce explosion came, and the disciples of the Yanmen were killed and injured by more than 200 people, and the injured were countless at all!

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host, kill a disciple of Yanmen in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, and obtain 50,000 bronze experience,"

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host, forcibly pretending to be successful, and getting 150,"

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host, kill one disciple of Yanmen in the early stage of Jiedan, and gain 100,000 bronze experience,"

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host, forcibly pretending to be successful, and getting 200,"

"Ding Dong! Congratulations on the upgrade of the host, the current hierarchical god stage eightfold,"

"Ding Dong,"

"Drink!"

Ye Xiuwen upgraded again, and a vigorous force poured out from his body, but he didn't suppress it at all, he wanted to release it, and with the help of this vast momentum, he pretended to be fierce.

The golden wave of qi swept out directly, as if a level 12 wind was blowing out of thin air.

"Nima?"

When I felt the incomparably turbulent hurricane coming, everyone's hearts were what a groove.

Is this still a breakthrough to the eightfold realm of the gods? This is just a joke? Even if he breaks through the stage of knotting, I'm afraid he won't form such a terrifying energy, right?

"This person, this person, how can it be like this?"

A Yanmen disciple was so shocked that he stammered. He couldn't believe it at all, the man in front of him was really in the realm of the eightfold transformation of gods.

He is almost the same as Ye Xiuwen's realm, and he is also two days earlier than Ye Xiuwen.

But at this time, in his eyes, the gap between his strength and Ye Xiuwen is like a ravine, even if he practices for another ten years, I am afraid that he will not be able to compare to Ye Xiuwen's strength!

Just look at the refreshing one