Son-in-law Dan Zun

"Brother Luo!"

Jian Blind's eyes looked at Luo Wushu, such an offensive, even he dared not take it lightly.

The leaves are gone, is it okay?

"It's over soon!"

Luo Wushu uttered a voice calmly, still believing Ye Luojin almost blindly.

Jian Blind: "..."

Facing the black Yan Jiankongbo who was shooting from the hole, Ye Luojin still looked calm and breezy.

His arm trembled at random, and the three-foot green peak in his hand, walked out and greeted him.

Immediately, in front of him, a piece of magical artifacts that were infinitely close to the human emperor class appeared.

Knives, guns, sticks, sticks, halberds...

Ye Luo seems to be omnipotent, good at many great roads.

In an instant, there were eighteen magical weapons exploding with monstrous and fierce might, sweeping the entire battle arena.

"Boom!"

As the violent collision erupted, the battlefield seemed to be plunged into the apocalyptic, with an aura of destruction everywhere.

In the viewing platform around, the expressions of many powerhouses became serious.

I thought that with the end of the wonderful battle between Luo Wushu and Bai Shiyu, it would be difficult to see a good-looking battle.

But I didn't expect that so soon, there would be an even more tragic, not inferior World War I.

"That's it?"

On the occupied battle platform, a slightly ironic and indifferent voice sounded.

Afterwards, everyone was shocked to see that Hei Yan Chu Kongbo was annihilated and turned into nothingness.

Eighteen magical artifacts hovered around Chi Miaomiao, as Ye Luojin pressed the palm of his hand lightly, all of them fell towards him.

Chi Miaomiao looked terrified, and quickly yelled, "I recognize..."

"what……"

However, how fast the eighteen magical artifacts that contained Ye Luojin's cold killing intent.

When all the eighteen magical instruments fell on his body, there was a sudden surge of extreme pain.

Chi Miaomiao turned into a miserable scream before he could utter the word ‘lost’.

When the destructive power erupted in Chi Miaomiao's body, raging, annihilating his vitality.

Chi Miaomiao already knew that there was no need to continue shouting the word ‘lost’.

His eyes were still full of scarlet, staring at Ye Luojin with a deep resentment and unwillingness.

At this moment, he also faintly felt what Bai Shiyu was feeling before his death.

While being aggrieved, there was a touch of regret.

If it wasn't for him, Jacques would repay him and take the initiative to challenge. He could actually avoid this battle.

In other words.

He will die on the battlefield, purely for his own sake, seeking his own way of death.

Ye Luojin retracted the eighteen magic weapons and stood proudly in the sky, allowing Chi Miaomiao's huge body to fall on the battle platform.

The wind blows, his clothes fly, and the whole person is at this moment, revealing a sense of coldness.

If you don't make a move, you will be surprised.

Moreover, the fierceness of the shot is no less than that of the guys who lick blood on the edge of the knife all the year round.

"Small! Livestock! Birth!"

Chi Yan clenched his fists tightly, his eyes gloomy as if water could drip out.

"Old dog, are you saying that Chi Miaomiao is not as good as a beast?"

Ye Luojin looked at Chi Yan faintly, and his gaze confronted him without fear.

Faintly, but also a bit provocative.

"Brother Chi, calm down!" Bai Difeng looked at Chi Yan's cold eyes, and said quickly.

If Chi Yan at this moment, regardless of the rules of the battle of ascending to the sky, and the presence of people from the Profound Realm, directly attacked Ye Luojin, it would be in his arms.

"My Zhu Wei clan, from today onwards, we will live endlessly with you two little beasts."

Chi Yan tried to endure the killing, and spoke to Ye Luojin and Luo Wushu.

"Although you are a beast, can you be more open and aboveboard? Don't threaten by voice transmission at every turn."

"Killing the little ones, and then the old ones, is not a shame for an old dog like you."

"After all, you don't even have a face. What are you afraid of."

Luo Wushu faintly glanced at Chi Zeng, and responded with mockery.

The powerhouses of the Zhu Wei clan and the Baihu clan all had gloomy faces, although no one said anything.

But the heart of every strong man is filled with monstrous killing thoughts.

If the eyes could kill people, at this moment, Luo Wushu had already been cut a thousand times, and there was no scum left.

Soon, the new round of battles ended.

Yu Wanqing's opponent was a woman named Lin Bingxin, who was also the peak cultivation base of the Human King Realm.

But within ten rounds, he was defeated by Yu Wanqing, and there was not much resistance.

Although Yu Wanqing was arrogant, her strength and talent were indeed outstanding.

The presiding elder Mingjing looked at the five winners on the battlefield and said, "You all go down and rest!"

"Master host!" Yu Wanqing suddenly said.

"What's the matter?"

"I just had the first battle, and I didn't have any consumption, so can I continue to challenge?" Yu Wanqing asked with a smile.

Hearing that, many people have an interesting look in their eyes.

Previously, because Yu Wanqing was the first to agree to Mo Tianji's proposal, many people had a certain impression of it.

At this moment, the impression is obviously getting deeper.

Many people in the Profound Realm couldn't help but look at Yu Wanqing more.

In fact, the battle to climb to the sky encouraged Yu Wanqing to act like this.

If you don't have enough confidence in your own strength, you can't dare to fight on the battlefield continuously.

"If you bring it into the Profound Realm, perhaps, it would be a wonderful thing." Yan Wenzhuo secretly said in his heart.

It can be seen that Yu Wanqing is a very witty woman, not the kind of incomprehensible generation.

"Yes!" Master Mingjing nodded slightly.

"Thank you!" Yu Wanqing leaned slightly, behaving appropriately and generously.

Afterwards, he turned his gaze to the direction where Luo Wushu was.

Of course, it was not looking at Luo Wushu, but the woman with a white gauze beside him.

"Sister Yixue, I want to discuss one or two with you." Yu Wanqing said with a smile.

She was very curious about how outstanding this woman could be thought of by Luo Wushu day and night, and beloved.

Compared to her, it will be a bit worse.

An Yixue has no waves in her eyes and her heart is still water. For her, sooner or later she will have to come to power.

The difference is not big.

She couldn't be afraid of war.

However, she clearly found that Luo Wushu's expression became a little bit colder.

This is the coldness that did not appear when he was challenged.

"What's the matter?" An Yixue asked softly.

"Yu Wanqing and Mo Tianji may have something to do with each other, or she may have always been Mo Tianji's person." Luo Wushu said through a voice transmission.

"I understand!" An Yixue responded softly.

Today, she is standing behind Luo Wushu in obscurity, keeping a low profile.

However, it does not mean that she is silly and sweet.

"Challenges are okay, but the name "sister" is eliminated. You look much older than me."

An Yixue spoke faintly, her voice was cold, and she didn't seem to be cannibalizing fireworks.

After the sound fell, her graceful and impeccable figure had already descended on the battle platform.

Although the face under the veil cannot be seen, at this moment, countless eyes are still attracted by it.

It seems that she is the only one on the battlefield.