World Controlling God

At first everyone felt that it was shameless to smell too happy.

Not only do you want a woman who is a brother of the same door, but also a big bully, to be bullying, and even shameless, he actually wants to attack.

The referee hasn't started yet, he wants to kill and laugh.

But in a blink of an eye, they only know who is the most shameless person.

Wen Taile because the referee has not called the beginning, took the boxing, did not hit Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao also asked at this moment that the referee can start without.

When the referee’s voice just fell, Ling Xiao immediately shot.

Wen Taile is very close to him, and Ling Xiao’s punch is very fast, so that the half-god Wang of Wen Taile has no chance to react, and the bridge of the nose is punched.

Hey!

Even if the body of Wen Taile is infinitely close to the body of God, the general saint is hard to get hurt, but it is still interrupted by Ling Xiao’s fist, and the nosebleeds scream out, and his tears are all out.

In this moment, everyone only thinks that the referee's voice is almost the same as Ling Xiao's shot.

They all feel that this is simply shameless!

If Ling Xiao hears this, he will shout!

"This palace has already heard the referee start, I only punched, this is shameless, is this called Guangming Zhengda?" Ling Xiao will certainly be so wronged to refute.

Wen Taile licked his nose and his tears kept flowing. He was angry and said, "You... you are despicable and shameless! Actually sneak attack!"

Ling Xiao spread the appendix. "Do you have brain damage or something wrong? Just now the referee is not called to start? Then we and the referee elder theory, I mean shameless?".

The referee’s elders were covered with black lines. “It’s already started. You can’t kill each other with the same door. Everything is up and down, you can’t hurt the other person’s life!”.

"You see, you hear, no, the referee elders said, I should fight you!" Ling Xiao said with arrogance.

The people around are a little ridiculous.

Indeed, the contest has already begun, and people’s shots make sense!

Do you still have to wait for your talents?

It’s a bit silly to hear that it’s too stupid!

"You...you have kind, I will tell you what is the difference in strength!" Wen Taile screamed, and the momentum slammed up. The power of the semi-god king was shaken by the power of the surrounding space.

At the same time, he also began to move.

Wen Taile makes a strange method called "Cartilage Palm".

His palm is as usual, and when he photographs his opponent, he will hurt his bones, but he will be numb, but he will lose his bones.

I saw his palms seem to be very slow, but with a palm of the sky, like a wave of torrents of waves rushing.

"Slow!" Ling Xiao screamed back.

"Do you think I will still be yours?" Wen Taile reveals a sly look.

The palm prints are moving toward Ling Xiao. Each palm seems to be very gentle, very soft, and has no strong lethality, but once it is touched, it knows its power.

Hey!

Many palms have already touched the body of Ling Xiao.

Everyone thinks that Ling Xiao is afraid that he will never escape again. There is no action against it.

what!

But the next moment, everyone is dumbfounded again!

A scream of screaming like a pig is resounding through the clouds, making people feel scalp numb.

Someone has created it, but that person is not Ling Xiao, but the offensive of Wen Tai Le.

No one has thought of the change between this moment.

Ling Xiao’s sly use of artifacts at once, instead of taking a fist and fighting with Wen’s music, and then fighting.

Wen Taile's hands are bloody, if he did not withdraw quickly, I was afraid that his hands would be cut off.

The bright red blood is so shocking to everyone!

They know that Ling Xiao is not only shameless, but also the hand is still very hot. Only one stroke makes Wen Tai Le injured!

Ling Xiao held the ice fire sword and sneered. "All said that you are slowing down. Why don't you listen? Hey, honest and kind people like me can't bear to be with each other, or you can't admit defeat, I don't Count with your old guy."

Wen Taile wants to vomit blood, and everyone wants to vomit.

Ling Xiao this is simply a fair and still sell, how can there be such a shameless person in this world, come and kill a few days of thunder!

Wen Taile quickly healed, and the look on his face became extremely distorted. He caught the pole in madness. He was injured in the moment by the sacred emperor. This is a slap in front of everyone. His face.

He remembered the words of his master. If this battle was lost, then all his future would be finished!

He took a deep breath, converges on all emotions, and his look becomes indifferent, and the scar between his hands has gradually recovered.

He looked at Ling Xiaoxiao coldly. "You are very good. I want to irritate me. I want to beat me when I am upset. I have to say that your abacus is playing well, but the gap between strengths is still the decision. The key to winning and losing, this battle, I will do my best to defeat you!".

Wen Taile can become a true disciple of Tianlongmen. Although it is only the end, his beliefs and minds are not easily shaken.

"Is it? Let's try it!" Ling Xiao sneered, his figure flashing, his knife shadow, and the meaning of ice and cold instantly blew the contest.

The other party is serious, he is also serious, but also must be preemptive!

The other party is a half-god king. Although he has the confidence to defeat him, he will never be proud, and he will win the game.

This is the ice pole knife that Ling Xiao retired in two years.

The power of absolute ice to the extreme is not something that ordinary people can resist, and the offensive that is like an iceberg collapses like a heavenly power, and it is too tempting to go.

Wen Taile has already had a blue sword in his hand. His figure is scorned. The sword shadow is like a tidal wave and a tsunami. The power of the silk is half-powered, and the power is abbreviated.

This is more than the defense of the gods and kings around the battlefield, and there is no fear that the two will destroy the battlefield.

Booming!

The knife and the sword shadow are intertwined, and a fierce collision sound is heard. The swaying is more than the aura around the battlefield.

I saw that the ice skates were cracked and the tides were splashing.

The two of them actually did their best when they played against each other, and they did not seem to be in a good position, and they did not seem to be in a good position. They played hard and were fierce and fierce.

Some of the inner strength disciples with low strength around them could not help but scream.

"This... Is this Lingxiao really not a person in the family? He is making ice properties, not metal, is it just happening to be "Ling"?".

"It is estimated that this is the case, but this Lingxiao is shameless, but this power is actually no less than smelling music. No wonder it can be a true disciple, but I don't know if it is even an elder."

"This is a good-looking, dragon fight, see who is energy-consuming to the end, the card is the most powerful, who will be paralyzed!".

"I like Ling Xiaoying, he is too personal, it is the type I like!".

"Sister, how can you rob me, Ling Xiao is the first thing I see, I am willing to be a monk."

......

Wen Taile is now a little scared. He didn't expect Ling Xiao to be a person who is not a Jin nationality, but he has such a powerful force that he can fight with him. You must know that Ling Xiao is only the peak emperor. Strength is nothing!

"In any case, he must be defeated in my hands!" Wen Taile shouted in his heart, and his strength improved.

Water is in the mountains!

Wen Taile was shocked, and a sigh of screaming, I saw the waves of water with the power of the gods coming from all directions, and there were countless killings hidden in these waves, and the swords and swords were strangled from them. And to.

Ling Xiaomei frowned tightly. He knew that Wen Taile was now moving, and the power of the semi-god king was truly revealed.

Ling Xiao can only secretly improve the fighting power several times. The ice fire sword dances faster in the hands, and the water swords that have come to the ground are shaken one by one.

He felt a bit numb in his mouth, but everything was being dealt with, even if the swords he couldn't keep up, slamming on his body, it still hurts him.

His body is already comparable to a semi-artifact, infinitely close to the gods!

Ice cubes!

Ling Xiao made a counterattack, and the human body swayed, and attacked in all directions. I saw that the ice cone knife broke through the water wave and slammed into the square, and many of the direct attacks were too happy.

Wen Taile already knows that Ling Xiao has already possessed his strength. He has tightened his teeth and many strong moves have been made. This is more than a battlefield filled with blue water, making it difficult to capture the two. The figure is gone.

Just when everyone thought that Wen Taile had already prevailed, the situation changed suddenly!

I saw red light in the water waves. This light is not blood, but flame, a kind of flame that can burn and evaporate water!

"This... What is going on in the end? How come a kind of attribute power out, is it... Is it too good to be a half-god king?"

"No... That was made by Ling Xiao. He was actually the peak emperor of the ice and fire. It is no wonder that he has the strength of the **** of the semi-god, and this fire is not a general fire, but a natural fire. This is a good show. Looked!".

"Ice and fire are hard to melt, and such a physique appears on the same person. It is really unbelievable. It seems that the war of being too happy is not optimistic."

"No, this battle has been finalized. It must be Wenle's victory. Although Ling Xiao has the power of the semi-god, but he has no divine power, once Wen Tai will realize the power of comprehension, Ling Xiao will not resist! ".

......

The people around them were all upset, and they were a little surprised at the change of Ling Xiao!

The fire is fast, like the power of the prairie, and the water waves are completely evaporated to the incineration.

Many swords shadows hang down like the sky, and the raging fire reflects the sky and the clouds are like beautiful, but there are boundless killings.

It was another scream of screams, and a group of people retreated to the edge of the battlefield. The whole person was burned a lot of black, and the clothes were damaged. It looked like a refugee and did not have a master style.