Not to mention anything else, if it was in the same realm, Ye Leng really didn't fear anyone, of course, Su Jiexing, a perverted woman who could defeat the martial god of the Xiaotian God Realm in the lower gods, didn't count.

However, there can be a few Su Xingxing in this world, so Ye Leng is really not cowardly.

A punch slammed into Liang Hao, Ye Leng had an excited look on his face, being able to have such an opportunity to fight with these young masters of the small world was enough to make him excited.

However, Liang Hao's face changed wildly, and he only had time to block the punch that Ye Hao was blasting with all his strength, and the next moment, with a bang, Ye Leng smashed directly under his hands.

"Bang......" Liang Hao's figure smashed down stones like cannonballs, knocking down all the seats not far away, and even, knocking down a few people, before stopping.

However, after stopping, Liang Hao's face was as pale as paper, he kept vomiting blood, his consciousness was blurred, his body was soft, and he couldn't even stand up.

Not only that, Liang Hao's hands were weirdly bent, and it was obvious that they were all broken, and Ye Leng punched him and abolished him.

Of course, this level of injury can be treated, but Ye Leng's punch also dares Liang Hao to suffer.

"You're at this level? I'm still the young master of the small world? You still look down on us in the world? You're a fart, who has the ability, keep coming, you grandsons, do you still want to dare to fight on stage?" Ye Leng said with his hands on his chest and grinning.

To tell the truth, the way he looks now is so cheap that people can't wait to rush up and beat him.

However, if he really rushed to the group to beat Ye Leng, it would make the young masters of these small worlds a joke, so dozens of people just stared at Ye Leng with hatred, but no one rushed to the stage for a while.

Zheng Long and Chen Yu's faces finally became a little dignified, originally, they didn't pay much attention to it, but at this moment, Ye Leng knocked Liang Hao, who was in the lower god realm, down with one punch, making them all change color.

"Could it be that something went wrong with the forbidden thing, so that Ye Leng's strength was not banned?" Zheng Long suddenly asked.

Chen Yu shook his head and said, "No, Ye Leng's real sword is obviously suppressed, but even if he is suppressed to the lower god, he still seems to have the strength that is not weaker than the middle god, so Liang Hao will be easily defeated." ”

After speaking, Chen Yu and Zheng Long couldn't help but glance at each other, Ye Leng's strength was a little perverted, which was a bit troublesome.

"Why, don't you dare to go up, my current strength is suppressed in the lower god realm, if you grandsons don't have the courage to go alone, then, you can go up together, I'm special, I'm going to fight ten." Ye Leng looked at the young masters of the many small worlds on the stage with disdain, and said with disdain.

Zheng Long and Chen Yu's eyes immediately lit up, and Zheng Long immediately said: "Ye Leng, you can't talk nonsense, what you say will count." ”

"Nonsense, talking nonsense always counts, you can let Ding a subordinate god come up and try it, you waste, even if ten of you go together, uncle, I can still beat you out of shit. ”

This is quite crazy, so crazy that everyone present can't help but grit their teeth.

"Well, since Ye Leng has said so, who wants to go on stage?" Zheng Long said.

As soon as his words fell, more than 20 figures immediately rushed onto the stone platform, surrounding Ye Leng.

"Ten, many, down. Su Jiexing's face turned cold and said.

At the same time, she was also a little speechless to Ye Leng, she beat it, and said that she would fight ten, how much death does this have to be?

"No, I did the math, there are only twenty-three lower gods on the stage now, since they all want to do it, then, I give them this opportunity, I want to fight twenty-three. Ye Leng said suddenly.

This was so crazy that Su Zhuxing couldn't stand it anymore, she pulled the corners of her mouth and stopped talking.

And Zheng Long and Chen Yu's faces were indifferent, but they both sneered in their hearts, one hit twenty-three? Since Ye Leng died, then they were naturally happy to see it.

"Let's do it, twenty-three people do it together, don't lose the face of the three thousand small worlds. Chen Yu said.

The next moment, on the stone platform, the momentum of the twenty-three lower gods all exploded, and without saying a word, their bodies shook, and they all rushed towards Ye Leng.

"It's good to come, you grandsons, do you really think that the three thousand small worlds are great......" Ye Leng roared wildly, and his body moved.

With a shake of his body, he grabbed a subordinate god who rushed to the front, and then, with a punch, slammed into his chest.

The lower god immediately vomited blood and flew upside down, hurting so badly that it seemed that he was about to vomit out his internal organs.

Ye Leng's speed was too fast, and he took a lower god in one face, but there were more than twenty lower gods on the stage, so no matter how fast he was, he would inevitably be punched twice.

However, these two punches made Ye Leng just stumble for a moment, and then, Ye Leng had already grabbed another subordinate god, and with one punch, he beat this subordinate god again to the point that he rolled his eyes and vomited blood.

At this moment, Ye Leng is like a tiger entering the flock, although there are many sheep, but, no matter how many, the sheep is a sheep after all, how can it be the opponent of the tiger.

It only took less than a minute for Ye Leng to catch one and do the other, and the twenty-three lower gods actually lay on the ground in less than a minute, spitting blood from their mouths and staining all the stones red.

Ye Leng's clothes were torn in a few places, and there were a few bruises on his back, but other than that, he was very good.

Exhaled, Ye Leng kicked one by one, kicked the lower gods on the stone platform off the stone, and then grinned, showing a mouthful of big white teeth, and said coldly: "Who else?"

This pretending to be forced made the scene silent for a while, no one could have imagined that the twenty-three lower gods were actually defeated like this, and they were defeated so neatly that they couldn't even make Ye Leng hurt a little.

In fact, Ye Leng asked who else was, and no one could speak out, because the people present had no lower gods, and the lower gods all let Ye Leng lie down.

"With this bit of strength, does your face hurt? Does it hurt? People in the world are just ants, tsk, you also have the face to say this kind of thing? If I were you, I wouldn't have the face to see people, one by one, not enough for me to punch, are you girls?" Ye Leng roared.

These words made the faces of the people who were still standing red, and even Su Jiexing couldn't help but grit his teeth silently.

What the hell is the girl, if you are a girl, you are looking down on women? Su Jiexing stared at Ye Leng and thought in his heart.

"The lower gods have all been defeated in your hands, so, are there any middle gods who are willing to fight Ye Leng?" Zheng Long said suddenly.

In the middle of the scene, nearly fifty figures suddenly stood up, these fifty figures were all mid-level gods, and everyone's eyes were staring at Ye Leng deadly.

Chen Yu's face was also extremely cold, and he recited a spell, raising Ye Leng's strength to the middle god realm.

"Ye Leng, just now, you defeated twenty-three lower-rank gods in one battle, and now, there are fifty middle-rank gods here, you dare to ......" Zheng Long said, but before he could finish speaking, Ye Leng interrupted him.

"Oh, I suddenly remembered that I was quite idle, there was a lot of time, come one by one, these fifty people have all stood up, that is, they are all going to challenge me, line up, come one by one, whoever dares not come up, who is my grandson. Ye Leng said.

Zheng Long almost vomited blood, and now, he is coming one by one again? He has already seen that Ye Leng's strength is so strong that he is surprised, if he comes one by one, then these fifty median gods will not be able to escape the fate of being beaten down by Ye Leng's punch.

"What, you don't dare to fight alone, cowardly? tsk, if you do, just stand aside obediently, don't be in front of me in the future, and show a high-minded face, because it's really ridiculous. Ye Leng said.

When he was stupid and wanted to continue the group fight, there was no door.

"Hehe, if you fight alone, you fight alone, I really thought I was afraid of you. A figure rushed onto the stone, stared at Ye Leng and said.

This figure, named Li Wei, is the fifty-eighth ranked young master of the Nine Poisons Small World, the peak of the middle god, and has defeated more than a hundred powerhouses of the same realm, and has never been defeated, so he stood in front of Ye Leng.

"There's another man, then, let you strike first. Ye Leng said.

Li Wei sneered, and then his figure flashed, and he had rushed towards Ye Leng, Ye Leng also sneered, and then, his figure was faster, his body moved, his hand had already grabbed Li Wei's neck, and smashed Li Wei on the stone, and then, raised his fist and desperately punched Li Wei in the face.

Let you come out, uncle will kill you, Ye Leng thought to himself.