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Chapter 2100 Crying?

Some people in this world are destined to be unable to speculate based on common sense.

Ye Xuan is one of them.

And to the extreme.

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After Ye Xuan and Bei Yao Shenwu exchanged three punches, they opened the distance at the same time.

At this moment, Ye Xuan still had no aura, and the divine beauty was restrained.

The Northern Yao Shenwu is like an immortal from all over the world descending to earth, with infinite pressure constantly raging.

Beiyao's magical aura seemed to have fluctuations, but the fighting spirit in his eyes became more and more intense.

This battle.

It’s even more enjoyable than the battle between Immortal Night Emperor.

Because at that time, the Immortal Night Emperor was always surrounded by a strange power.

It was that kind of power that made her unable to touch the Immortal Night Emperor in the battle with the Immortal Night Emperor from beginning to end.

It was as if every punch she hit the air and she could not get any response.

This kind of battle is extremely frustrating.

But today's battle is different.

Ye Xuan and her are both fighting with the most extreme physical strength.

"I'm a little curious, how did your clone do this to this extent?"

Bei Yao Shenwu's eyes were scorching and he said softly.

Ye Xuan stood in the air. Compared to Beiyao Shenwu, whose breath was slightly ups and downs, he seemed extremely stable and had a long breath.

Listening to Bei Yao Shenwu's question, Ye Xuan did not reply.

In everyone's eyes, his body is the monster's body, but this body is his true body.

Moreover, the Tao body is now greatly improved, and no one can suppress the Tao body without the suppression of the Heavenly Dao.

When fighting with him, there is only the only thing to be suppressed.

“Have you finished warming up?”

Ye Xuan said slowly with his black eyes as if splashing ink, dark and deep.

As soon as these words came out, Bei Yao Shenwu was slightly stunned.

What is preheating?

The battle just now was obviously in full swing! But Bei Yao Shenwu finished Ye Xuan and knew that the other party was not telling lies.

That is to say.

Ye Xuan had been doing it casually just now and did not take any serious action.

Thinking of this, Bei Yao Shenwu calmed down his breath and his eyes were solemn.

She knew that the next battle would be a tough battle!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         �

Ye Xuan's mouth was slightly grinned, and a white breath slowly evaporated with the cracked corners of his mouth.

Straws of dark and strange Taoist patterns crawled all over Ye Xuan's body at this moment.

This is true on the cheeks and even on the eyes.

Ye Xuan at this moment.

Like an evil demon!                                                                                                                             

"I'm going forward."

Ye Xuan swallowed slowly and vomited slowly.

"good!"

Bei Yao Shenwu nodded, clenched his fists, and was ready to face the battle.

However, before she could finish her words, her pupils suddenly shrank, and then she felt like some heavy object was hit hard in her abdomen, making her bow like a big shrimp and her eyes raised.

Boom!                                                                                                                              

The speed is too fast!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            �

Bei Yao Shenwu looked at Ye Xuan in front of him and forcibly venting the blood flowing upwards.

Dong!                                                                                                                              �

Ye Xuan had already swept the iron whip and hit Bei Yao Shenwu hard on the ribs.

Crack———                                                                                                                            �

Bei Yao Shenwu obviously felt that at least three of his ribs had been kicked off!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     �

Note.

Her physical strength is comparable to the most extreme immortal gold in the world. Even the emperor's immortal weapon cannot hurt her at all.

But now Ye Xuan was kicked off his ribs, which was something he had never seen before.

Ye Xuan had no intention of pitying the jade. After cutting off Beiyao Shenwu's ribs, he didn't wait for him to fly out, and directly grabbed Beiyao Shenwu's high ponytail, then pressed it on the back of Beiyao Shenwu's head and went hard on the earth.

A fall                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              �

The horrifying shock seemed to make the entire Tianyuan Cemetery tremble.

Bei Yao Shenwu directly smashed a huge pit on the ground.

The ground is sank a hundred feet.

The grave is flying.

Ye Xuan stood in the air and looked down at the bottom. The strange Taoist patterns on his body slowly disappeared. He murmured softly: "Are you too ruthless to do it..."                                                                                                         

Seeing that there was still no movement, Ye Xuan slowly lowered his body and waved his hand to disperse the dust.

I saw that Bei Yao Shenwu was lying in a big shape in that sank hundreds of feet.

Ye Xuan fell on the edge of the pit, looked down at Beiyao Shenwu below, raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't fight?"

Beiyao Shenwu did not answer.

Ye Xuan pulled the corner of his mouth, "Don't go and complain to Youwei in the future, saying that I'm bullying a weak woman."

Bei Yao Shenwu was lying there, closing his eyes tightly, and Ye Xuan's words were echoing in his ears.

"Waste woman..."                                                                                                                            �

She is a weak woman!                                                                                                                            �

But now, she has no room for refutation.

she.

Still no match for the Immortal Night Emperor.

The gap is huge.

It is much larger than the stop at Daochu Cliff.

Ye Xuan looked at Bei Yao Shenwu who had been silent and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It seems that he is really too ruthless to beat these sisters up.

No matter what, Bei Yao Shenwu is under Youwei's command. Isn't it bad for him to treat this way?

Moreover, Beiyao Shenwu also helped him do a lot of things before.

He actually doesn't want to fight Bei Yao Shenwu.

No one understands how powerful he is in Tianyuan Cemetery.

Here, Ye Xuan even felt that he could compete with the Lord of the Burial Emperor.

Why do you say you are going to fight me?

Is it comfortable to get beaten?

Ye Xuan muttered in his heart, but his eyes kept on Bei Yao Shenwu.

At this time, Ye Xuan saw that there was a crystal clear slide at the corner of Beiyao Shenwu's eyes... That scene made Ye Xuan open his mouth.

What does it mean...                                                                                                                             

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This is not right.

In his impression, Beiyao Shenwu was a very backbone person, and even if he died, he would never shed a single tear.

How could you be beaten to cry?

Ye Xuan jumped and landed beside Beiyao Shenwu. He looked at the big girl covered in the grave and frowned and said, "Speak."

The Bei Yao God did not move or speak.

Ye Xuan squatted down and carefully looked at Bei Yao Shenwu's expression.

Why did this big girl look uncomfortable?

Really got beaten to tears?

Ye Xuan sighed: "Didn't you say you won't fight or fight? You have to fight yourself, but you can't beat you and cry again. What's this?"

Bei Yao Shenwu suddenly sat up.

Ye Xuan glanced at her.

Bei Yao Shenwu looked twisted. She did not wipe away her tears or care about her injuries. Instead, she murmured: "It's probably over."

"What's over?"

Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows.

Bei Yao Shenwu said sadly: "So many years have passed, I still can't beat you. When the future battle comes, what else can I use to help the Immortal Emperor?"
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