I Create A Game, And All Worlds Are Madly Grabbing The Beta Code

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Over the alien army, the one after the other shadow is like a barren mountain on the tallest tree in the sky, just look at it from afar, are giving a feeling of palpitations.

Ye Xuan looked deeply at those shadows, but not much shock, in his opinion, these are just bluffing actions, with the system, he can see the real body of these foreigners, the strength is good, but really and the human genius, it should be no match, unless the foreigners still have a young generation has not appeared.

Soon, among the shadows, there is a shadow began to solidify, he slowly out, the world began to shake, when he completely out, but the crowd only saw the suspicion of the black fog, the alien has not really appeared in the real body.

"I came to the first battle, the defeated human race, can anyone take the battle? "In the black fog, the alien beings issued a sarcastic question.

The human side, many young sons are full of anger, in the face of ridicule, they all want to rush up, but did not move, because the first battle, vital, that is to win the battle of confidence, they dare not be reckless.

Many people's eyes fell on those young geniuses in the top 50 on the ranking list, these geniuses came with the reinforcements and are now gathered together, looking away from the foreigners.

"Battle him Timo's!" Ye Xuan live, there was a golden pop-up screen floating by.

The live Timo is watching a dumbfounded, silently sent a pop-up: "Aso, you have to battle me? 227"

At once, the live room ushered in a laughter, mainly those few words they can not type, and know Timo's Aso is obviously another way to choose a sentence like this.

Then, the five words "war he Timo's" began to brush the screen, so Timo a speechless.

Obviously, everyone's mood is much better, this, Ye Xuan did not oppose, a single tension, sometimes, but is not good for cultivation, otherwise why there will be cultivation?

In contrast to the relaxed atmosphere of the live room, the battlefield, those human beings are intently staring at the field.

"No one will answer the battle? The human race has degenerated to such a state?" Seeing that no one had come forward in the first place, that foreign being once again made a mockery.

As his taunt fell, the black fog on his body began to dissipate, revealing his true body, which was a dark-skinned man with a double-horned head, wearing white clothing, appearing even darker.

Who goes there?

This is the idea of the human side, soon, the human side, white dust landed in the field, his gaze like a torch, stood in front of everyone, and said loudly: "Who to answer the battle?"

Someone organized (ceec) organization, immediately there will be someone to echo, a strong voice followed: "I'll do it!

A young man dressed in light blue Taoist robes came out, his face thin, holding a long sword in his hand, a faint bloodline on his shirt, but his gaze was firm, and his body exuded an uncommon aura.

"Xiao Xuan of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, haven't seen him for a long time." Someone exclaimed

Xiao Xuan, ranked sixty-first, of course, this is the ranking of the last selection meeting, after this, he disappeared from the sight of everyone, it is rumored that he has been in the forbidden land of the Wan Jian Sect closed, deep master's true transmission, is the closed disciple of the master of the Wan Jian Sect.

"Senior Brother Xiao Xuan, make sure to kill that foreigner." There were fellow disciples cheering for him.

White cut a glance at Xiao Xuan, did not say anything, just let a way.

Mann Xuan gave a slight salute to the head of the Bai family, and then landed in the middle of the field.

He held a sword, as straight as a pine, the whole person is like a sword without a sheath, giving people a powerful feeling.

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, that is a group of disciples who really have sword bones, each with a strong will, with a sword heart, a sword out of the sheath, can cut the gods and demons, the understanding of the sword intent, to a terrifying realm.

Xiao Xuan, as the closed door disciple of the sect leader, the strength is extraordinary, just standing there, there are countless sword intent surging, before the strike, the sword intent is already surging.

Alien", I'll cut you down!" Xiao Xuan looked at the black alien in front of him and shouted.

"Hahahaha, arrogant, you really think you are good?" The black alien coldly laughed a few times, did not put the other side in the eyes in the slightest.

"Then I'll let you see the sword of the Ten Thousand Swords School!" Xiao Xuan face cold, the sword in his hand then pulled out, an instant, the sword intent is majestic, the void shakes, the sword out of the sheath, must shake the four directions.

"What do you care about the Ten Thousand Sword School or the Egg Yolk School, all go to hell." The black alien was very disdainful.

"If you insult my clan, die!"

Hearing that, Xiao Xuan a face of anger, his hand sword then stabbed out, an instant, the sword like a rainbow, piercing the void, towards the black foreigners and set off a shocking momentum.

This sword, very stunning, sword intent infinite, the vast sword qi as if ten thousand swords thrust out, very terrifying.

"Good!" Even Bai Zhan, the head of the Bai family, couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

However, when the sword stabbed out, the black alien hands suddenly muscle tense, grow several times, powerful body size as if a three-meter-tall giant, cold eyes looking at the sword, a fist smashed out.

This punch is simple, but there is a majestic spiritual power to break through the air, an instant, but will be Xiao Xuan that infinite sword intent collapse.

"What?" Xiao Xuan did not expect the other party's punching power so terrifying, but a sword thrust out, it is impossible to retract, then it will go forward.

"Aaah! "The black alien sneered, and while his right hand blasted out, his left hand came out of the void with the speed of lightning and grabbed Man Xuan's right hand.

A domineering force immediately held Xiao Xuan's right hand holding the sword, he wanted to force, but found that the spiritual power transmission could not come, could not help but be alarmed.

"This is your hand with a sword? Take it!" The black alien shouted, the left hand, there is a light flash, a hand is actually hard will Man Xuan's right arm ripped off, blood wine, the picture is very bloody.

"Ah!" Xiao Xuan shouted and threw a punch with his left hand at his opponent.

However, the opponent's right fist had already arrived, and a punch was thrown at his left arm.

There was a click.

The left arm was directly blown off, the huge fist fell on top of his chest, the overbearing force instantly shattered his vitality, the whole person lost gravity fell to the ground, became one of the countless corpses.

"Senior brother! "In the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, a disciple let out a heartbreaking cry.

The other young geniuses are also red-eyed, a genius simply died, everything happened too quickly, the original thought of the shocking image has not happened, the alien just rely on physical strength to kill a human genius.

At this moment, the black alien still holding Xiao Xuan's broken arm in his hand, blood dripping, he looked at the human race, smiling as he threw it to them and said: "How many he ranked in the human race? I'm telling you, I'm not ranked in the alien side of the hundred!"

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