"Evidence?" After Long Xi heard Wang Ying's words, he suddenly laughed, and his laughter was extremely cold: "For you, do you still need evidence?" Wang Ying, I don't think you should have forgotten the incident when you killed the powerhouse of the Martial Sect Realm in Xingyue City, right?"

"What?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was all shocked, their faces were full of treats, and their throats looked at the young man in white in disbelief.

Have you ever killed a strong man in the Martial Sect Realm?

How is this possible?

God, if what Long Yu said is true, wouldn't the strength of the young man in white be against the sky!

"What did I do?" Wang Ying suddenly showed an inexplicable look: "I have killed the powerhouses of the Martial Sect Realm, how come I don't know? Also, who is Wang Ying?"

"Don't pretend, you're Wang Ying!"

Wang Ying pretended to be stupid, of course he couldn't convince Long Xi, and sneered.

"I'm Wang Ying, my cultivation is in the realm of Martial Sect, it's all from you. Wang Ying's voice gradually became cold, and he said coldly: "Could it be that the big people of the Nanban tribe are like you, what they say?"

"There is no excuse for the sin you want to add, say, what do you want to get by slandering me so much?"

Wang Ying sneered in his heart, wanting to play with him, but the dragon was still a little tender.

Arriving at the Nanban tribe, Wang Ying was specially tolerated in order not to be recognized, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble.

With the Intermediate Hidden Pill and the Amazing Transfiguration Technique, it can be said that if it weren't for the real Martial Saint powerhouse coming out, he really wouldn't be able to catch his pigtails!

In fact, there is no evidence, nothing can be proved at all.

Because of this, as soon as Wang Ying's words fell, Long Xi felt it, and from the audience, the somewhat strange gaze looked towards him.

Only then did he realize that even though he had a clear idea in his heart, there was no doubt that the white clothes were Wang Ying.

Because on the Lingxiao Continent, the only person who can achieve this kind of cultivation is Wang Ying!

However, everything in the absence of evidence, it seems that he really can't prove anything.

He is not afraid of being coldly looked upon by the world, but he is afraid of Nanban, since the young man in white has proved that his cultivation is indeed within the range of the Martial Emperor realm, then he has no power to move the king to win a cold hair, at least, before this melee is over, he can't move!

And the chiefs of the major tribes who thought that Long Xi had a way to kill the white-clothed young man originally had a little hope in their eyes, but at this moment, their hopes were disappointed, and their hearts were extremely disappointed and painful!

If this continues, the hundreds of Martial Emperor Realm powerhouses will not be killed by the white-clothed young man?

However, even so, some chiefs still have ace warriors under their hands, but they are weighing the pros and cons.

If the strongest warriors go out into battle and are all defeated and killed, wouldn't it be even more of a loss?

But if they don't fight, the slaves of the highest combat power they have worked hard for many years will be lost.

"Dasha, go to war, kill that kid, don't let me down. ”

At this moment, one of the chieftains finally spoke indifferently, his eyes were fixed on Wang Ying's body, full of monstrous killing intent, only by killing the young man in white could he avoid greater losses, at this time, someone had to stand up.

"Dasha!"

"Dasha is actually going to appear, it seems that those characters can't sit still when they see so many of their slaves dead!"

"Dasha, but one of the biggest trump cards in the entire Shura Colosseum, if I'm not right, since he stepped into the Shura Colosseum, he has won nine hundred and ninety-nine games, right?"

"Dasha is indeed one of the legendary warriors of the Shura Colosseum, if he can kill the young man in white today, he can not only prove that his strength does not have any water, but also usher in his thousandth consecutive victory!"

"This ......"

After hearing the name "Dasha", Qingmei's face changed greatly, but for some reason, she didn't want the kid he brought to lose, because once she lost, she would face the end of death!

"Boy, you must not lose, do you understand?" Qingmei's mind was hot, and she yelled at Wang Ying on the stage of life and death: "If you lose, see how I clean you up!"

Wang Ying couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he heard this, and his heart was a little helpless.

This woman really takes herself seriously!

At this time, Wang Ying's expression remained the same, dressed in white like snow, and his temperament was dusty, but it was such a gentle-looking young man in white who became the focus of the entire Shura Colosseum, which can be called a "Grim Reaper"-like existence!

After hearing that Dasha, who had won 999 games in a row, was going to play, the whole scene began to boil and burn again, and countless people began to cheer, their eyes full of anticipation.

The legendary character who has won 999 consecutive games and the white-clothed boy who has risen at an incredible speed can be described as a strong duel, and he can definitely become the pinnacle of the Martial Emperor Realm.

Because the realm of Dasha is also the ninefold peak realm of the Martial Emperor!

The strong confrontation between the two of them, who is better, their eyes are full of anticipation, and everyone is waiting to see.

"Idiot!" Long Xi sneered in his heart, since there was not enough evidence to prove that the young man in white was Wang Ying, Long Xi had to temporarily eat Coptis chinensis.

However, some ways to deal with Wang Ying are that with his strength and power, he is not in a hurry at this time.

Thinking of this, Long Xi just sneered, then turned around and left, disappearing from everyone's sight.

However, Wang Ying did not show nervousness or solemnity like everyone else, but stretched his waist with a relaxed face, yawned, and looked listless and drowsy, completely ignoring the so-called dasha in his eyes.

This can't help but make the audience in the audience feel a little puzzled.

The young man in white is so light on the enemy, is he extremely confident in his own strength or does he not know at all, what kind of concept is it to win 999 games in a row?

"Boom!"

At this moment, I saw a terrifying aura rolling in the sky in the distance, and immediately, I saw a middle-aged man with a black face appear in sight, it turned out to be an out-and-out human being, not a half-orc as Wang Ying imagined.

But even if it is a human being, the figure of the black-faced middle-aged man is taller and stronger than the average person, and his body faintly exudes a compelling aura!

Obviously, with his strength, he naturally has the capital to be proud, which is beyond doubt.

"Hehe, boy, if you meet me today, it already shows that your luck is not very good, because today, it is your death period, and when you get down, don't blame me, after all, you have killed so many people!"

(End of chapter)