Chapter 4819: 4819 is left with a deep shock!

  Chapter 4819 4819 Only a deep shock is left!

Around   , there was a sound of cold breath. Obviously, this person's heart vein has been hurt by Ye Wu-Se's sword, and this is the result of Ye Wu-Se's mercy, otherwise, as long as the sword pierces the heart vein and the holy energy spit out, there is no life for this person.

  This, but the powerhouse of the dignified emperor of the sixth rank, he was defeated by Ye Wu-shi's sword with a single sword, and it was only relying on his men to be merciful to save his life. How tyrannical is Ye Wu-Se's strength?

  Looking at Ye Wu-Se again, seeing the six golden holy beads flashing between his eyebrows, of course, their faces would no longer have the slightest worry, only a deep shock!

  Emperor Saint Sixth Product! This handsome face seemed to be a young man who was a little more delicate than Lorne, who turned out to be the sixth rank of Emperor Sage.

   However, even if he is the same emperor's sixth rank, it is not easy to defeat the strong at the same level with a single sword. His true combat power is obviously more than just the surface.

  If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have imagined that such a young and handsome young man would have such terrifying strength.

   Ye Wu Se seemed to have not noticed the shock in everyone's eyes, his expression was still calm and indifferent, he glanced at the thin and tall man sitting cross-legged, retracted his long sword and backed away.

  Everyone then held back their undulating mood and looked towards another battle.

Not far from   , Fatty Bai and another middle-aged man also handed over. This middle-aged man has a strong body and a dark complexion, which is in stark contrast with the fat white man.

  In contrast, the fight between them was not so dangerous. The two just clenched their long swords and slashed at each other with one sword after another.

  Six golden holy beads appeared between their eyebrows.

  It turned out that not only Ye Wusei, this fat man was also a powerhouse of the sixth rank of Emperor Saint.

  Fortunately, Fat Bai did not hear their inner exclamation, otherwise they would definitely cry out in grief and anger: Actually, what is unexpectedly? It seems like how incredible my cultivation is to reach the sixth emperor holy rank, why? Ye Wuse reached the sixth emperor sage rank, and I reached the sixth emperor sacred rank, it is actually because I am a fat man? Please, who said that fat people must be full of intestines and mediocre qualifications, and fat people also have human rights, okay?

  Of course, Fatty Bai didn't know the surprise of everyone, so he still remained calm, with one sword, one sword, and another sword, and he kept slashing face-to-face with each other.

  In just a moment, the two fought dozens of swords.

In the eyes of ordinary sage masters, their sword skills are infinitely mysterious, but in the eyes of everyone in the field, their sword skills, if only exquisite, are inferior to Ye Wuse and the tall and thin man. a lot of. Of course, they are all the top jerks of the Promise Sacred Heaven. They have their shortcomings and their own strengths. Although they are not as good as Ye Wu-Se and the tall and thin man with their sword skills, no matter whether the white fat Big Dipper batian or the black strong man. The avenue of perception is thousands of heavens and swords, and the prestige of the sword must be a little stronger.

  What the two are now competing against is not the exquisite sword skills, but the pure power of the sword.

  "Boom, boom..." A series of sword lights slammed into the air, making a muffled sound, the sky was surging, and the feet were shaking.

  The hearts of all people also fluctuate with the loud noise.

Because the competition between the two is too simple and straightforward, it feels like there is not much skill and no danger, so at the beginning, everyone didn't care much. They put their minds between Ye Wushi and the tall and thin man. In the decisive battle between life and death, and now, looking closely at the competition between the white fat man and the black strong man, they knew that their thinking was too simple.

  (End of this chapter)