At this moment, Yin Wutian fiercely grabbed the broken piece of cement in front of him with his hand, and then kneaded it into powder.

At this moment, he was embarrassed, he no longer had the mastery and demeanor he had before, his long hair was messy, his white clothes were stained with blood, and there was blood hanging from the corners of his mouth! He was the Holy Son, and he was also a former saint, but now he was so oppressed by two young people and two juniors who obviously did not have the breath of the Holy Son?

And it's still live, which is tantamount to in front of the people of the whole country.

It's not just a matter of his injury, it's just a matter of face, after all, it's him who came to challenge Luo Wuji, and he forced Luo Wuji to make a move, to crush Luo Wuji.

It turned out to be what it looks like now.

"You!"

"Guys!"

"Two!"

"One!"

Yin Wutian gritted his teeth and roared word by word, and the surging mana in his body sounded like thunder.

But the next moment, Ye Shuangshuang stepped down fiercely and stepped directly on Yin Wutian's back!

"Wow!"

Yin Wutian spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"I'm asking you. ”

"Aren't you going to fight?"

"Isn't it going to be a battle?"

Ye Shuangshuang looked like he would not forgive the other party, he was aggressive! But Yin Wutian's face was flushed, and he couldn't answer a word at all.

He was seriously injured just now, and the divine ring was blown up.

And just now, I had to fight hard, and I wanted to burn all the jade.

Forcibly mobilize the power in the body.,Want to die with the other party.。

As a result, he stepped down, and now he doesn't even have the strength to move a finger.

The gap is too big, and the gap in strength is almost irreparable.

At this moment, Yin Wutian's back was chilled, and he was terrified.

Who the hell are these two people?

Why is there such a master around Luo Wuji?

It's just that he hasn't had time to think about it yet, Wei Ziqing has already fallen in front of him with a cold killing machine.

The concrete floor was crumbling, the crumbling cement and stones were shaking, and his whole body was clattering.

It was momentum and murderous intent oppressing him.

"Battle?"

"The next battle book?"

"You are also worthy of Yin Wutian?"

"Even Zhuang Xiao and Xia Yugui are not qualified to say this in front of my teacher!"

As soon as these words came out, Yin Wutian's whole person was stunned suddenly, and he raised his eyes with all his might, and at the same time looked at Luo Chen with an incredible look.

"You are" "You defeated the major holy sons in the Holy City and won the two young generations of Huaxia?"

"Could it be that Luo Wuji is the Holy Master?"

Yin Wutian lost his voice at this moment.

His voice was not loud, but it was enough for the people at the scene to hear it clearly.

It's enough for the people on the live broadcast to go in and let everyone in the country know about it.

Silence, continuous silence! Even Mu Wan'er, who had been in the Drunken Immortal Tower, frowned slightly, looking a little surprised.

A full minute later, the people watching the live broadcast exploded.

"Luo Wuji is the Holy Master who has been making a lot of noise these days?"

"Those two are his apprentices?"

"How is this possible?"

And everyone at the scene was in an uproar.

"Yes, that's us!"

"The one you keep saying you want to challenge is the rumored Holy Master. ”

Wei Ziqing snorted coldly, but the killing intent never diminished.

"Now, do you still want to challenge?"

"Now, do you, including all of you, still think that my teacher is avoiding the war?"

"You Yin Wutian can't even catch a single move from us, and you dare to challenge our teacher?"

"We're just the teacher's registered disciples, you can't even catch our teacher's registered disciples, and you dare to challenge our teacher?"

Ye Shuangshuang looked coldly at Yin Wutian on the ground.

"But it is rumored that you should be the Holy Son, but you are clear" "Is the Holy Son great?"

Wei Ziqing directly interrupted Yin Wutian's words.

"Holy Son?"

"You're the Holy Son, and now you're down?"

"I'm just asking you, is he qualified to say that he's not interested in you now?"

"Do you think he's afraid you're avoiding war?"

Ye Shuangshuang's face was angry, she has always respected Luo Chen, anyone who is disrespectful to Luo Chen, she will bite to the end!

Does this need to be answered?

The two registered disciples of the family can be invincible in the Holy City, not to mention that he is indispensable?

He can't even beat the registered disciple of Luo Wuji, where does Luo Wuji need to avoid the war, and where does he need to be afraid of him?

It's just that Yin Wutian just said in front of everyone that Luo Wuji was afraid of him, how can he say this?

"Boom!"

Another hard kick.

Ye Shuangshuang raised his foot and stepped on Yin Wutian's face.

"I ask you, do you have the qualifications to challenge?"

Yin Wutian felt that his anger was about to explode at this moment.

He hadn't opened his mouth yet.

But the next moment, Boom! Ye Shuangshuang stepped down again.

"What do I ask you?"

"Dumb?"

"Still deaf?"

Boom! Another hard kick.

And Wei Ziqing's murderous machine is monstrous, almost turning into substance.

"He does have that qualification, and he is not interested in me. ”

"He's not afraid of me, either. ”

Yin Wutian said, his teeth were about to shatter.

"Boom!"

Foot down again.

"Confessed?"

"I thought your bones were as proud as you?"

"It turns out that you will admit it too. ”

"Threatening to look down on modern people?"

"You listen to me, it's a modern person who steps on you now!"

"I want to live to your age, and I am still fighting for the saint tribulation, I have already committed suicide. ”

This sentence is particularly harsh! It directly pierced the weakness of Yin Wutian, and even the weakness of all the Holy Sons.

Even the holy son of the Jiang family couldn't sit still at the moment, and he was also watching the live broadcast.

"Presumptuous!"

He roared angrily, like thunder rolling in the sky, and the sound came directly to the sky above the dragon capital.

Because the saint tribulation that Ye Shuangshuang said was the reason why they were rebuilding at the moment.

The so-called Holy Son said that it was glorious, and it sounded good.

But anyone who really knows the inside story knows.

The Son is the loser among the saints! Otherwise, how would he be defeated, would he die?

It's like failing the exam and repeating a grade directly, and the Holy Son is even more straightforward, directly from the university to the kindergarten, and goes back to repeat.

And Yin Wutian failed twice in a row.

Strictly speaking, in the eyes of those who know the inside story, the Holy Son is a group of losers.

But Ye Shuangshuang ignored the Jiang family's holy son for the time being, and continued to look at Yin Wutian.

"Still look down on modern people?"

"Don't you think that modern people are weak chickens?"

"You Yin Wutian is now being trampled under the feet of a weak chicken, are you not even as good as a weak chicken?"

Ye Shuangshuang's expression was cold, and his words were extremely harsh.

"Get up, aren't you Yin Wutian going to challenge my teacher Luo Wuji?"

Ye Shuangshuang sneered again.

And Yin Wutian simply buried his head in the pit at this moment and didn't look up.

What else is there to say about this?

He was defeated.

I can't take a single trick.

And Ye Shuangshuang looked at the people in the crowd again.

"Why do you also match my teacher?"

"Scared?"

"My teacher is afraid of such a person who can't even take a single trick from us?"