"Night Boy, it's your turn for the next game, do you think you can participate?" said Xue'er as she shook her plump waist and walked up to Ye Fengyun.

"Of course, I'm tired of the girl," Ye Fengyun said politely to Cher.

Which is the biggest in the center, and I wonder if you're going to play one game or ten games in a row?" asked Cher.

"Of course it's 10 games in a row, I don't need to rest. Ye Fengyun did not hesitate and blurted out.

"Hehe, are you still winning ten games in a row? If you can get out of the battle of life and death alive, I am willing to dedicate my life to you. ”

It was a young girl who walked out of the crowd who spoke. Dressed in black, his long hair is neatly combed behind his back and tied with a rope belt. In his hand, he held a short sword that was more than a foot long and flickered with cold light.

A pair of beautiful eyes full of bewitching charm shimmered. Compared with the glamorous girls I saw on the street before, she was like a green lotus white coupling that came out of the mud and was not stained.

The near-perfect body and the cold temperament that is different from others are all eye-catching.

On the mirror-smooth dagger in her hand, a drop of blood was quietly slipping down. The onlookers looked at her with a look of fear in their eyes. It looks like the game has just ended, and it is not even after the game.

Night Storm took a lot of the girl.

"Look at what, scumbag, do you dare to make a bet with me, if you win ten games in a row, I am your person, and if you die, which of your Qiankun bags will belong to me. The girl said disdainfully.

"Hehe, okay," Ye Fengyun said with his face in her ear, "don't regret it, I'll want you to be a cow and a horse when the time comes." ”

"You, you still live and talk about it, don't forget that Qiankun bag is mine. You testify to me. The angry girl said to Cher.

"Hahaha, you'll be disappointed. Night Wind Clouds smiled and walked to the central ring.

When Ye Fengyun saw his opponent, his brows furrowed slightly, he didn't expect that his first opponent would be a short man who had just won nine consecutive victories and easily defeated the bald man, one foot into the inner temple.

"Well, I didn't expect the Ghost King Sect to give me a big gift, I thought what kind of person was going to offer a reward of 20,000 spirit stones to kill, interesting, really interesting. ”

When the short man saw Ye Fengyun, he was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that his opponent in the tenth game was actually just a martial artist with a purple wing cultivation, and he was a god-level powerhouse, killing such a person was like digging for something.

"Boy, I have to say, your luck is really bad, but I'm in a good mood today, and I'll give you a good time. The short man looked at Ye Fengyun with disdain, not paying attention to him at all.

"Yes. Then I still have to show mercy to your subordinates, see if your high cultivation can make me a move,"

Ye Fengyun's face was calm, and he pretended to be frightened and said, he is an expert in pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

"Look at your pitiful appearance, just let you make a move, come! let you play before you die, or you won't be blind. The short man said disdainfully.

"Okay, then I'll get started. Night Wind Cloud smiled at the short man, folded his hands, and a small lightsaber drilled out of his eyebrows, hovering in front of him,

The short man looked at the lightsaber without any sharpness, like a toy, and not only laughed, "Little baby, is that all you do?" I really don't know why the Ghost King Sect attaches so much importance to you and wants to kill you. ”

"Oh, for the sake of telling me the truth, I'll leave you with a whole corpse. Night Wind Cloud laughed.

"If you don't fight, do it! ”

Not only did the Ghost King Sect pay attention to the game of Night Fengyun, but many people who were fascinated by the clouds were also paying attention to him, and they kept praying in their hearts that Night Wind Cloud would be killed quickly, so that the clouds would become ownerless women, and they would have a chance to get their hands on the clouds.

"Little baby, the tone is not small, look at my ....... Before the short man could finish speaking, the small sword in the air flashed away, leaving a hole the size of a bowl in the short man's head. White substance and blood sprayed all over the ground.

It happened in such a split second that the raised hands of the spectators in the stands were not lowered.

"Something happened. ”

"I don't know?"

"Are you done?"

"I guess so! You didn't see that little man's brains bursting out. ”

The stands exploded.

The hosts were a little incoherent, "The night storm wins." ”

Except for a very small number of god-level cultivators who have become strong, no one knows how the short man died, of course, no one recognizes what the little sword of Ye Fengyun is, because it is too small, it is as big as a needle, in the dim scene, no one will notice, most people attribute the short man to suicide. It may be that the murderous aura is too heavy and it explodes.

Xue'er came up to the stage, she had been paying attention to Ye Fengyun, "Ye Gongzi, do you want to rest for a while, according to the rules, you can rest for half an hour in each game." ”

Night Wind Clouds shook her head, no need to continue.

Cher left the ring with a smile, a bald head. In the midst of the cruel laughter, he walked into the ring, and without saying a word, he rushed towards the night storm, and he didn't know where the bald head conjured a sawtooth machete, and slashed down towards the night storm. It seems to be a quick temper as well.

His movements didn't look fast, but he had the feeling of being overpowered. It was a strong fluctuation of spiritual power. Another god-level powerhouse, this is the judgment that Ye Fengyun gave to his opponent.

Night Wind Cloud stretched out his hand. The right palm turned up, making a sky-supporting momentum, and in the palm of the palm, a strong suction pulled the power of the opponent's machete to the side. At the same time, the left foot took a quick step forward, narrowing the distance between himself and the bald head.

The bald man only felt that the serrated machete in his hand was about to get out of control, and it was grabbed by Ye Fengyun's raised right hand. Pull forward firmly. The shoulders sank and slammed straight into the opponent's chest.

Stepping on Ling Bo's slight steps, the speed of Ye Fengyun can be described as lightning-fast, coupled with his empty-handed white blade to grab the opponent's weapon, the opponent appeared for a moment, and the flowing movements suddenly took over.

But the bald man's reaction turned out to be very fast, he let go of the machete in his hand as soon as possible, and smashed the other hand directly towards the door of the night wind and clouds, and at the same time his body flew back, and his hands were on his chest.

The body was half turned, and Ye Fengyun forcibly unloaded his forward momentum and flashed to the side.

Although the bald man was not hit, the power of the night storm at that moment still startled him. His face was full of hideousness, and he stepped back a little frightened.

"To be merciful to one's enemies is to be cruel to oneself. Night Wind Cloud muttered as he flew forward. The wrist of the hand holding the serrated machete flipped over, and the tips of the fingers shook subtly several times, and the machete had quietly flown out. Such a huge piece of weapon was silent. At this time, the bald man had already retreated to the edge of the ring, and he couldn't see the other party from the position of Ye Fengyun. However, a three-dimensional map of his small world clearly shows his location.

But the serrated machete seemed to have eyes, drawing a wonderful arc. I heard a scream in the darkness. After that, there was no more sound.

"Night Storm wins!" the host shouted, this time he admired Night Storm's move.

Night Storm nodded to the rostrum and nodded to continue.

"Three moves, I'll send you back to the west. "The one who jumped into the ring this time was a tall, thin man with a scar on his face, and he was so fast that no matter how he moved, Ye Fengyun could barely see his appearance, all he could see was a phantom of him.

"I really don't know that the two fools in front of me are rice buckets? Scar Man shouted.

"There's so much nonsense about you, it's really hard for me to imagine how someone like you can still have a face alive. Ye Chenfeng said impatiently.

"Look for death!"

Hearing Ye Fengyun's ridicule, the scar man jumped like thunder, and a powerful evil aura emanated from his body, and his thin body turned into an extremely fast streamer and stabbed Ye Fengyun's chest.

The blow was so fast that many people couldn't catch his lightning-fast speed.

But Ye Fengyun's soul was tempered by the ghost hellfire, and it was extremely powerful, and it easily caught his attack trajectory, and his spiritual power exploded, and it bombarded it with a single punch.

"What!"

Qiu Qi, who was attacking at full speed, only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and a huge force bombarded his attack trajectory, making him unable to dodge, and could only do his best to regret it.

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When the two collided, a powerful anti-shock force poured into his arms, causing his arms to go numb, his whole body was tumbling with qi and blood, and his whole body was constantly retreating.

A punch shook back Scarface, and Night Wind Cloud pursued it with victory, and the bombardment of the Demon Slaying Holy Sword that was enough to shatter a small mountain came towards him, and the terrifying oppressive force made him feel suffocated.

The scar man never dreamed that with his strength comparable to the peak realm of the god level, he would be suppressed by a teenager, and he suddenly felt a great shame.

The scar man didn't dodge, and a scorching spiritual power erupted from his body, melted into the claws, turned into two fireballs, and bombarded the Demon Slayer Holy Sword.

"Boom!"

Scarface's mastery was shattered by the Demon Slayer Sword, which was imbued with the power of chaos, and the powerful force poured into his arms, shattering his body, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out of his mouth uncontrollably.

"What, how could this kid be so strong? Could he be hiding his strength! It's not at the level of a Purple Wing Martial Artist," the scar man who was not lightly injured was terrified, he couldn't imagine that Ye Fengyun's combat power was so terrifying.

Not only did the scar man show a shocked look, but the high priest and the others also showed a living look, not daring to imagine what they saw.

Seeing the amazing attack power of the night storm, Scar Man no longer hid his clumsiness, and his whole body burned with a raging soul flame that melted into his body, maximizing his strength.

"Pegasus Meteor Fist"

Raising his strength to the limit, Scar Man immediately used the strongest spiritual skill he had mastered, and one after another fists like fire meteors shot out, and they bombarded the night storm clouds densely.

"Hehe! and play with me, you don't have enough to watch. ”

A flash of light flickered at the feet of Night Storm, and in a very short period of time, it moved around, dodging Scarface's attack and approaching Scarface, who was shocked.

"What a speed!"

Scarface's most confident thing is speed, but he was stunned when he saw how fast Night Wind Dodged the Pegasus Meteor Punch.

"Ghost rune frozen!" a golden rune emanated from the rushing Night Wind Cloud, heading towards him.

When he came back to his senses and wanted to dodge, it was too late, and a cold chill emanated from his body, freezing his body.

"It's over!"

Night Wind slashed at Scarface with the Demon Slayer Sword and slashed at his head, the power of chaos breaking through his body's defenses and blasting his skinny body into shredded flesh.

Everyone in the stands stood up and looked at the ring in surprise, "Scarface is dead, that's the person with the Lightning Bird Martial Spirit! The High Priest's eyes widened and he looked at Night Fengyun in disbelief, unable to believe that he had killed Scar Man.

Night Wind Cloud defeated Scar Man by an overwhelming margin and went straight to the next game without resting.

Soon, a burly middle-aged man with a heavy axe on his back, long black hair casually scattered over his shoulders, and a strong sense of oppression exuded from his body, and the bohemian middle-aged man jumped to the arena and looked at him from a distance. I feel as if my opponents are stronger than the other. It seems that the Ghost King Sect really doesn't kill himself and won't give up.

"Those who are sent to death will be reported to their names, and the master will not kill the nameless. Ye Fengyun asked in a deep voice.

"You don't deserve to know your uncle's name. ”

Although he witnessed the scene of Ye Fengyun killing the bald man, the heavy axe man did not have any expression change on his face, he just looked at Ye Fengyun coldly,

A powerful momentum emanated from his body, fluctuating the air and making a humming sound, and strands of invisible soul pressure pressed towards the night wind cloud. It seemed to touch an invisible whirlpool in his heart.

The vortex kept spinning, causing the invisible murderous aura around him to gather above his head into a huge black flower, the Ghost King Flower.

The spectators in the stands were in a commotion, knelt down one after another, and shouted "Ghost King, Ghost King." ”

Ye Fengyun's pupils shrank, and the endless killing intent mixed in the endless sword intent emanated in his body, and the terrifying killing intent made the heavy axe man tremble for the first time.

"You're not a ghost king, you're a waste. I'm going to kill you!"

The heavy axe man, who had lost his mind a little, moved, and the powerful axe bombarded towards the night wind and clouds.

Ye Fengyun didn't move, closed his eyes slightly, and the axe was about to split on Ye Fengyun's head, and the ghost king flower above his head suddenly blocked in front of Ye Fengyun, and the axe and the flower collided together, and the fire splashed.

"What a powerful force!"

Regretting the ghost king flower, the heavy axe man was shocked to find that the power of the flower was actually above him, and the right hand holding the heavy axe trembled, and traces of blood oozed from the back of his hand.

After a hammer, the big axe attack did not decrease, exerting the strength of the flesh to the limit, and continuously launched a fierce attack on the Oni King Flower.

The ferocious assault seemed to be completely useless, and the skin of his right arm, which was clenched with the heavy axe, cracked, and a large amount of blood flowed out. And the ghost king flower was indeed not damaged at all. And Ye Fengyun closed his eyes slightly, and he didn't look at him squarely.

"I'm mad at me!"

The offensive was suppressed by a ghost king flower, and the blood-red heavy axe man roared violently, burning the soul flame to the greatest extent, improving his own strength, and wanting to regain the situation of being passively beaten.

"Just now I was comprehending the mystery of this ghost king flower, and now you can die. ”

Just when his own strength was raised to the limit, and the powerful spiritual power was tumbling in his body,

Ye Fengyun opened his eyes, and an extremely fast golden soul power surged out in Ye Chenfeng's body, burrowing into the ghost king flower, making the ghost king flower turn brilliant gold.

Then, the golden ghost king flower turned into a gilded and pierced through his throat at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye.

"Whew!"

The heavy axe man's throat was pierced by the golden ghost king flower, his head exploded like a watermelon, and his strong body fell heavily to the ground, killing Huang Quan.

"Feng Ruyi died, winning sixty-seven games in a row, and he died because he was reluctant to go to the inner temple. ”

"And from beginning to end, Ye Fengyun didn't use his own powerful power, what kind of peerless genius is this. ”

Seeing the scene of Feng Ruyi being killed by Ye Fengyun and falling in a pool of blood, the audience who followed the battle between them was stunned by Ye Fengyun's strength.

"Ghost King Flower, could it be that he has subdued the Ghost Hellfire, and he also has the same divine charm in his body as the Ghost King?" the high priest looked at Ye Fengyun with a gloomy face, and he found that Ye Fengyun was even more difficult and difficult to deal with than he imagined.

After killing Feng Ruyi, Ye Fengyun suddenly raised his head to the sky and shouted, "Life and death, talk about life and death, if you are not afraid of death, come." ”

This time the opponent didn't come immediately, maybe he was frightened by the golden ghost king flower on the top of Ye Fengyun's head, but no one came, there was no way, Ye Fengyun had to let the big flower fly to Youyun's side, let it protect her thoughtfully,

The Ghost King Flower disappeared from the ring for about an hour, and the next opponent slowly walked up to the stage, where did Ye Fengyun know, in order to let these warriors come to the stage, the high priest of the Ghost King Sect had already added the chips to kill him to 50,000 spirit stones.

A warrior with a spear in his hand, an extraordinary bearing, and a god-level realm came to the stage.

"You're strong, I know I'm not your opponent, but I'm going to fight with all my might. The spearman did not despise him because of the Purple Wing Martial Artist realm of the Night Wind Cloud, and said with a solemn face.

"Resist my move, and I'll let you go. If you can't, blame your life. Ye Fengyun just said coldly. He could see that the man's expression was cold, and there was no intention to fight. I just want to provoke him. Otherwise, I don't have any comprehension in battle.

The man with the spear didn't expect Ye Fengyun to despise himself so much, his face sank, and a surge of anger ignited in his heart, and a powerful battle intent poured out of his body.

"Be careful!"

Ye Fengyun reminded him, and the endless sword intent erupted from his body, soaring straight into the sky, and the powerful sword qi shook the air above the ring with ripples of Dao energy, deeply shocking the spear man's heart.

"Sword intent, you comprehend sword intent, it's terrifying. ”

After watching several battles in Ye Fengyun, the spearman thought that Ye Fengyun's most powerful offensive was his strength and soul power, but he didn't expect that Ye Fengyun was actually a swordsman who had comprehended the endless sword intent. He knew he was in danger.