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Chapter 219 A face to face

At this moment, Ye Yun was like a lion, a wake -up lion, and a lion who knew how to bear it ...
With a gently, Ye Yun has reached the snowstand, chic and natural.
Looking at Ye Yun, who was light and light, the corner of the mad mouth shaking unconsciously, and his heart became more uneasy.
But when the face has been replaced by arrogance again.
After all, it is not the first time to go up the snowstand, and the madness has always been the winner.
From the perspective of the madness, this time and the past will still win.
"Boy, what kind of last words before dying, it is best to explain in advance, otherwise ... hahaha, there is no chance!"
The mad eyebrows are raised, and they look like a high.
"Your nonsense is always so so?"
Ye Yun's face was expressionless, but he raised his body's mysteries.
Battle is mad, Ye Yun will not slacken.
After hearing Ye Yun's words, Ming Kuang's face was colder, and he immediately shot.
"Juli Boxing!"
As soon as the mad shot, he used the hand -made method to use it, and strived to uniform Ye Yun with a punch.
After all, this punch is to re -establish a majestic punch!
The mysterious breeze rose suddenly, and a black boxing shadow was transformed on the mad right fist.
Well, it's two.
No, it's three.
"The madness has already trained the giant boxing method to the third!"
Under the snow platform, someone exclaimed.
The rotation is the sound of a sigh of signs.
Juli Boxing Method, Xuan -level medium -level exercises, the entire college is the obtaining upper -level exercises.
However, because this huge boxing method requires too much physical strength for the cultivation of the person.
The difficulty of each weight is like a layer of heaven, so there are very few students who practice this boxing method.
As for those who can practice smoothly, there are fewer and few.
What everyone didn't expect was that this madness not only practiced this set of boxing, but also practiced three punching shadows directly.
That is to say, the third most cultivated in the giant boxing method.
Subconsciously, the madness was a very tall figure, and it improved a little bit in the hearts of everyone.
"I hope, this is called the wild mad muscle man who can kill Ye Yun, a dead boy on the snowstand!"
Among the crowd, there was a white -faced woman whispering.
She is not painting Jiao.
Originally, she was not interested in the death of Fengxuetai.
But I heard that the side of the dead battle was a teenager who was carrying a giant sword.
Carrying a giant sword?
Ye Yun, who she hated, was also carrying a giant black sword.
So she is here.
And very happy to see, the party of the dead battle is indeed the Ye Yun she hates.
Faced with the heavy punch wrapped in three paint black punch, Ye Yun moved.
It's just that Ye Yun did not dodge, but just greeted it directly.
Although the punch of the madness is really extraordinary, Ye Yun is completely confident.
In fact, after last night's refining, Ye Yun not only improved to the nine layers of the vacancy, but also greatly enhanced his physical strength.
"I guess, the new boy will die!"
Among the crowd, there is another handsome student who speaks.
It was originally out of the purpose of pretending, but it attracted a disdainful look.
What a special, the madness of the ninth floor of the dead boy is the second floor of the upper level. It is no doubt that a fool can see that it will be seen. Do you still use it to guess?
Among the crowd, some people don't think so.
Brothers and sisters of Liu family and Xie Dong, they have confidence in Ye Yun.
And that painting ...
Although I didn't want to admit it in my heart, I had to say: who has been fighting the deer this time, it is unknown.
On the day of death, Ye Yun's crushing her hood seemed to be vivid.
Even, it seemed like a nightmare inlaid in her heart.
There is also Ye Yun's cultivation speed. She has always been known as "upgrade", and she has to be ashamed.
I still remember that when Ye Yun just met Ye Yun that day, Ye Yun was just seven layers of vacancy.
However, in the battle with Ling Shao, Ye Yun directly upgraded to the eighth floor of the vacancy.
For a long time, painting himself deceived himself: Ye Yun at the time had stayed on the seventh floor of the vacancy for a long time, and it happened to upgrade to the eighth floor of the vacancy in the battle with Ling Shao.
But now when I saw Ye Yun on the nine -layer of the vacancy, painting Jiao was hit again.
The day when Ye Yun was upgraded to the eight floors, it was only a short day ...
It was just a day, Ye Yun eight layers from the vacancy. The amount was not. To be accurate, it was upgraded from the seventh floor of the vacancy to the nine layers of the vacancy.
At this moment, painting Jiao didn't dare to think about it anymore ...
On the top of the snowstand, looking at Ye Yun who completely exposed his body below his right palm, the madness felt that the kid was a silly fork, and the more and more vouchers were holding.
"Lost me!"
Drinking madness, the fist is getting more and more substantial.
"God Meteorum!"
At this moment, Ye Yun also spoke abruptly.
Ye Yun's right hand suddenly reached into the giant black sword behind him.
A cold light flashed, with a sharp voice of the air.
Ye Yun pulled out the giant sword on his back.
The speed of the sword is almost the extreme ...
The sword light flashed, just like a black flowing light full of cold air.
A flash!
Even under the snowstand, no one saw how Ye Yun pulled out the giant sword.
Speed, too fast!
They just felt that they were cold, and they were extremely sharp. The almost inexplicable momentum was spreading.
The next moment, when everyone looked at it, when they looked at the snowstand, they were all petrified.
Ye Yun has resisted the giant fist from the realm to the triple realm.
Ye Yun, even with the nine layers of the nine layers of the air level, resisting the second floor of the ground level punch!
Alas!
A heavy stuffy sound then sounded, and it even smashed the stretch of the crowd to the ground directly.
They saw it in my eyes that the right arm that stretched out to Ye Yun directly divided home from the body, and then hit the snowstand heavy.
Blood spraying out of blood ...
Dye Yin Hongshi under his feet even more dazzling.
The audience was silent.
Confused, shocked, stunned ...
This various expressions were fused and hung on everyone's face.
It's just a trick, which is just a face -to -face.
The madness is a missing arm.
The living facts are like a punch, and they hit the Ye family who are about to watch the joke, and they are deeply smashed into their hearts.
Under the snowstand, Xie Donga's fist tightly held it slowly.
Also relaxed, there is his anxious heart.
As for the brothers and sisters of the Liu family, they have also been relieved: the result of this death battle should be clear at a glance.
Ye Yun, will win!
Chapter completed!
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