Martial God Space

Chapter 830 I Want to Kill

Ye Xiwen quickly found the location of the teleportation formation in the city.

"Chenghui, a thousand spirit crystals!" The person guarding the teleportation formation in the city said to Ye Xiwen very politely. The reason is very simple. They have seen the battle just now. For their remote city, Ye Xiwen can already be counted. He is a master who can be counted on top, how could he, the great sage, be able to offend him.

In the ancient continent, the Great Sage can only be regarded as an ordinary person!

Ye Xiwen didn't hesitate, a thousand spirit crystals were nothing but a drop in the bucket for him now.

After handing over a thousand spiritual crystals, the teleportation array was quickly opened, and a door of light was formed in a burst of light, and Ye Xiwen walked in immediately.

Suddenly, Ye Xiwen only felt that the space was distorted, as if a terrifying strange force was pulling and twisting himself. Knowing that this was the legendary power of space, he immediately lit up the Tianyuan Mirror to protect him from top to bottom. Now Ye Mo is back again. Falling into a deep sleep, he just devoured all the blood essence of a master of the third level of transcendence, and he also needs a period of time to digest.

In the teleportation soil, there is no day, no night, and I don't know how long it has passed. Ye Xiwen only felt a light in front of his eyes, and there was a commotion in the market, and there was a crowd of people in front of him.

Ye Xiwen knew that he had arrived at the ancient continent. This was another city connecting the ancient continent and Chengguan City, Lingmen City.

This Lingmen City is undoubtedly smaller than that city gate, with a population of only four or five million, but even so, it is very impressive. If it were on Earth, it would be a metropolis.

But in this desolate ancient continent, it does not appear to be very outstanding.

There was a sound of hawking in my ears, people were everywhere, and as far as I could see, almost all of them were warriors. Except for those underage children, the last ones were legends, and the slightly higher ones were holy realms and even great sages. .

When the legendary warriors walked on the road, they were very careful, with low eyebrows pleasing to the eye, obviously quite insignificant.

The desolate ancient continent is so big that it is hard to imagine how easy it is for an outsider like Ye Xiwen to find Qishan. Now that the little wolf is not there, Ye Mo is also in a deep sleep. He has nowhere to ask anyone else. Go to the city by yourself and follow the clues to find it.

Ye Xiwen was walking through the crowd. When he passed an inn, suddenly, a faint cry for help came from his ears.

"Save me, save me!"

Ye Xiwen was immediately clear in his mind,

Shen Yanmei!

This is Shen Yanmei's voice, he can't hear it wrong, although it is in a noisy crowd, but he is sure that he can't hear it wrong, it is mixed with the voice of Yuanshen, and it can come out from the inn.

Otherwise, the general hotel will set up a soundproof array to prevent the sound from disturbing the outside, and lest the outside sound disturb the guests inside.

Ye Xiwen did not hesitate immediately, and rushed into the inn with a single step, but saw that there was no one in the entire inn, and it was obviously cleared. There were only a group of disciples of the Wushuanggong, bowing their heads in silence, some still gritted their teeth and roared in a low voice. .

"It's you? Ye Xiwen!" Kou Wendong was the first to see Ye Xiwen who came in at the door. He was shocked. He didn't expect to see Ye Xiwen at this time. In his opinion, Ye Xiwen probably couldn't get out of the gate of Yingxin City. Goodbye here, he could feel that Ye Xiwen's aura was stronger than before.

"Where's Shen Yanmei?" Ye Xiwen asked.

Kou Wendong and other Wushuanggong disciples suddenly stiffened and became unnatural.

"Say, what's wrong with her now!" Ye Xiwen said anxiously.

"Ye Xiwen, you can't manage this matter, hurry up!" Kou Wendong shouted.

"I'm here to see, what is something I can't manage?" Ye Xiwen snorted coldly, and his spiritual senses spread out. When he encountered the magic circle set up in this inn to isolate spiritual senses, he was also shocked.

Suddenly, he saw a scene that made his eyes split. In a room, Shen Yanmei had been stripped naked and tied back to the bed. On top of her, a young man had also stripped naked and stood up on top of her. Ups and downs, and with each ups and downs, part of Shen Yanmei's body was absorbed.

Ye Xiwen was instantly furious, and the smiling face like a flower appeared in his mind, and the hearty laughter reminded him at a critical time. Seeing this scene, he almost went crazy.

Such a simple girl, how could someone do such a beastly thing.

"Okay, okay, okay, is this something I can't manage? Who is that person above? Could it be your young palace master? Shen Yanmei is your junior sister, what kind of dream does she have when she comes from the Canglan Realm? Join your Wushuang Palace, that's how you treat her!" Ye Xiwen sneered, the killing intent could not be concealed, and he shrouded many disciples on the spot.

Most of these disciples who are in the first level of detachment, or even half-step detachment, can stand the momentum that Ye Xiwen is pushing with all his strength. Suddenly, they only feel that a terrifying momentum is pressed down as if the top of Mount Tai is pressed down. crush them alive.

Ye Xiwen's star monster clone, when they were in the first layer of detachment, could sweep them without any suspense, not to mention now that they have gone a step further and reached the second layer of detachment, it is not something they can bear. .

"Ye Xiwen, what are you doing?" At this time, outside the inn, the elder of the Wushuang Palace just walked in and scolded.

With a wave of his hand, the aura of Ye Xiwen was scattered.

"Ask me what I'm doing? That's how you treat her when Shen Yanmei came to your Wushuang Palace? Let her be spoiled. If your Wushuang Palace is just like this, I'm so glad I didn't come in. Your peerless palace!" Ye Xiwen gritted his teeth and said with a sneer.

"What do you know, what do you know!" The elder Wushuanggong shouted, and at the same time he deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of making a noise. "Do you think we want this? But we have no choice!"

When the elder of Wushuanggong said, his tone was unusually dejected.

"Do you know who that person is? It's the youngest son of the patriarch of the Beishan clan, can you afford it? By the way, I forgot, your kid just came from your small world, and you don't understand it at all!" The elders of Wushuanggong scolded that iron could not become steel. "What do you think the ancient continent is a place, or the small world you are in, the world where humans dominate the world? In the ancient continent, humans are only one of many ethnic groups, not even the most powerful one, let alone the most powerful one. Dominate the world, Lingmen City, including the power of our Wushuanggong, are all in the southwest of the human territory. Here, it is the junction of the human race and the Hundred Race Alliance. Try to choose not to offend the overlord here, that is, the Hundred Clan Alliance. The Beishan Clan is one of the top ten royal families in the Hundred Clan Alliance, and its patriarch is a powerful figure who can influence the upper-level strategy of the Hundred Clan Alliance. The destruction of our Peerless Palace is just a matter of turning over!"

"That Bei Shanling is simply a bastard who does all kinds of evil. Relying on his father's power, he does evil things. How many people are ruined because of him, but what can we do? If we want to survive, we can only endure. This is also Yanmei's fault. If our life is not good, we will be favored by Bei Shanling, and we have nothing to do!" The elder of the Wushuang Palace revealed a bloody fact to Ye Xiwen.

On the ancient continent, humans are not the top races, let alone the overlords. Humans like Zhenwu World dominate.

At the junction of these two major forces, many strong human beings need to rely on servility to survive in the cracks.

This is a very real problem, one that no one can ignore!

"We also have a last resort!" Elder Wushuanggong said with a sigh.

"Are you finished?" Ye Xiwen suddenly laughed, with a little indifference and some contempt, "Just because of this, are you going to give up on her and let her be bullied?"

"Otherwise, what else can we do? If we have a solution, I want to kill this beast with my own hands!" Kou Wendong suddenly burst out and Ye Xiwen roared, his expression distorted and painful, "But what can be done then!"

"Haha!" Ye Xiwen laughed, "Your blood is cold, I haven't, your bones are broken, I haven't, your knees are bent, I'm still straight, survival never depends on charity, but on Fight with your own fists, if the sky blocks me, I will defy the sky, if the earth blocks me, I will break the ground, and if the sea blocks me, I will turn it over!"

Ye Xiwen has never been a person who would give in. No one's survival depends on the charity of others. Under the original starry sky, how many battles the ancestors of human beings experienced, how many times of life and death struggles, fighting with heaven, fighting with monsters, Fighting with the bereaved, little by little, how much blood was spilled, how many martyrs and heroes died, and the position of hegemony obtained, it can be said that it is all paved with blood and bones. Such a life is not worth it.

"Ye Xiwen, what are you trying to do, don't mess around, you will implicate all of us like this!" The elder of the Wushuang Palace said quickly.

"What's so noisy?" A cold shout came from the second floor, followed by hurried footsteps. Two tall figures appeared in front of Ye Xiwen, but they were two strong men like iron towers. They are no different from ordinary human beings, except that the square pupils in those eyes indicate that they are different, and they are the guards of the Beishan clan.

"Who are you?" The two said to Hechi when they saw Ye Xiwen's face.

Ye Xiwen smiled coldly, grabbed it out of thin air, and pulled out a long knife from the void, it was the Yuhua Tuxian knife.

"Buzz!"

The Feathered Tuxian Saber trembled wildly in his hand, and even Ye Mo, who was sleeping, was disturbed by the huge movement.

"Ye Xiwen, what are you doing, this Feathered Slaughtering Sword has not been tamed yet, how can you use it now!"

"I, want, kill, people!" (To be continued

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