Looking at the ten Holy Son Orders that fell to the ground, there was a dead silence in the audience.

Everyone's eyes were as if they were nailed, looking directly at those Holy Son Orders.

Ten of them!

This is definitely an incomparably staggering number, even if it is a top Tianjiao, it is almost impossible to kill ten Holy Sons in a row in just one month.

And Ye Guchen, aside from the time to recuperate, it was only half a month.

The little war emperor's always cold and arrogant face also changed suddenly.

His eyes stared at the ten Holy Son Decrees, and his expression was extremely calm.

Zhou Tong's face was also a little stunned, Ye Guchen surprised him for the first time.

And the princess of Yuanxi trembled slightly, her eyes were a little dull, as if she hadn't turned around until now, and was in extreme shock.

The three Holy Son Orders she got were still obtained by besieging and killing Mo Langya, Fang Chen and others with great effort.

It was precisely because of this that she knew how rare the Holy Son Order was.

According to her thoughts, with Ye Guchen's seriously injured body, it should be difficult to get.

But now, those ten Holy Son Orders were like a heavy punch, smashing into the heart of the Yuanxi Imperial Maiden, making her face extremely embarrassed.

On the side of the Lingxi Divine Palace, Lu Qinghan changed color slightly, and he was also a little out of shape.

The Qin Fairy covered her red lips with her jade hand, and a trace of excited tears appeared in her beautiful eyes.

She was right.

Even if Ye Guchen was in a state of serious injury, he completely crushed the little war emperor.

Fairy Qin's gaze turned to look at Ren Tingting.

Ren Tingting had no scruples before, and her words were sarcastic.

At this moment, her face was also pale, and her lips were trembling slightly.

In front of the Ten Holy Son Decrees, any sarcasm pales in comparison.

Ren Tingting's lips pursed, wanting to say something, but she couldn't speak.

"Ren Tingting, who is the frog at the bottom of the well?" Fairy Qin said in a cold tone.

Before, because she praised Ye Guchen, she was sneered by Ren Tingting.

And now, the most embarrassed and unable to get off the stage is Ren Tingting.

"I'm ......" Ren Tingting bit her lip tightly, her face was blue and white.

At this moment, Ye Guchen stood with his hands in his hands, although his face was still a little pale from a serious injury, but no one could despise him.

Especially those who had many doubts about Ye Guchen before, they all felt that their cheeks were hot and painful at the moment.

Those ten Holy Son Decrees were like ten slaps in the face.

Some looked ashamed and bowed their heads.

"The Sword Sect is so powerful!" Gongsun Xiaoyue shouted, her eyes wide.

Gongsun Xuanlong also sighed.

Unexpectedly, the gamble that everyone thought was already doomed was such a reversed ending.

The countless warriors in the stands of the martial arts arena all chanted the name of the Sword Sect.

The dragon girl hid in the crowd, watching this scene with a smile, she had already known that Ye Guchen had won ten Holy Son Orders, so she was not a little surprised.

In another corner of the crowd, a middle-aged man with a very ordinary appearance looked extremely cold, and his clenched fists were trembling.

"Ye Guchen, it turned out to be you, but with the cultivation of the eldest brother's life and death entrance, how could he die in his hands, I don't believe it. The middle-aged man whispered in his heart.

He was none other than the old blood soulless of the clan sent by the Blood Barbarian Sacrifice, that is, the younger brother of the Blood Flame Mountain.

At this moment, looking at the ten dazzling Holy Son Orders, the blood soulless heart was filled with cold killing intent.

He already has an absolute homicidal heart for Ye Guchen.

When Ye Guchen took out the ten Holy Son Orders, the entire martial arts arena also fell into a long-term uproar.

Even the old man who presided over was a little dumbfounded.

Ye Guchen's record is really outstanding.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of Senior Brother Ye, we won this bet!" Many disciples in the inner courtyard showed excitement and excitement on their faces.

This bet is a bet between Ye Guchen and Xiao Zhanhuang on the surface.

But it's not the battle between the Sword Sect Tallinn and the Three Emperors.

The smile on Emperor Yan's face had long since disappeared.

He originally thought that this time the little war emperor would crush Ye Guchen fiercely, but who would have thought that it would end like this.

Just when everyone thought that the dust had settled on this bet.

Zhou Tong's eyes flashed, and he stepped forward and said: "Sure enough, it is worthy of Ye Jian Sect, ten Holy Son Orders, shocking the audience, it's just ...... These Holy Son Orders are all Holy Sons of the Blood Barbarian Clan, right?"

Zhou Tong's words quieted down the entire noisy martial arts arena.

What does he mean by this?

Ye Guchen's eyes were deep and he glanced at Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong shook his head slightly and said: "Although Zhou admires Ye Jianzong very much, the Blood Barbarian Clan is a second-tier barbarian after all, and the strength of the Holy Son is also limited, and Senior Brother Yang, although he only has eight Holy Son Orders, there are three of them, from the Wind Clan, the Wood Clan, and the Earth Clan, which are the real barbarian tribes." ”

"So what do you mean?" Ye Guchen said with a flat expression.

"So I think that the Holy Son Order, not only from the quantity to determine the victory, but also from the quality, Senior Brother Yang has three Holy Son Orders, all from the first-line tribes, and Brother Ye, yours are all second-line blood barbarians, compared with the two, which is better or worse, should be judged. ”

As soon as Zhou Tong's words came out, many disciples of the inner courtyard of the Sword Sect in Tallinn immediately scolded.

"I've never seen anyone so brazen!"

"That's it, at the beginning, the little war emperor also agreed, judging the winner by the number of tokens, and now this one is coming again!"

"Shameless!"

The disciples of the inner courtyard were indignant, Rao is Yan Wushuang, Chu Qingchi and the others also showed disdain.

They had never seen such a sophist as Zhou Tong.

Many people in the martial arts arena had different eyes, although some people thought that Zhou Tong was arguing with strong words.

But when you think about it, it seems to make some sense.

There is also a gap in strength between the Holy Sons, and the Holy Sons of those big tribes are indeed stronger than the second-tier tribes.

The corners of the little war emperor's mouth hooked up a cold smile.

Zhou Tong is the best at sophistry, and with him, it will be difficult for the little war emperor to lose today.

In the martial arts arena, there were many discussions, and the victory and defeat, which had no suspense, also swayed again.

Ye Guchen faced all this indifferently, and he said lightly: "So what do you think should be done with this bet?"

Zhou believes that it is unfair to judge anyone to win now, otherwise it will be settled in a draw. "Weekly channel.

He also knew in his heart that it was impossible to make Ye Guchen admit defeat.

Since this is the case, he took a step back and made a draw, anyway, it was originally the little war emperor who lost, so it was Ye Guchen who suffered a big loss.

After listening to the thoughtful words, some people present nodded slightly, and it seemed that this was the only way.

"Heh, Zhou Tong, it's so calculating, but unfortunately, in the face of strength, all tricks are useless. Ye Guchen shook his head and smiled indifferently.

Seeing Ye Guchen's calm performance, Zhou Tong frowned.

But he couldn't think of how Ye Guchen could turn the tables, could it be possible to take out another Holy Son Order?

Even if this is true, Zhou Tong is sure that the ending will not change.

Looking at Zhou Tong's eyes, Ye Guchen smiled coldly, and he wiped the Yuan Ring with his palm.

A blood-jade token reappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Zhou Tong didn't even look at it, and said directly: "Ye Jianzong, even if you take out another Holy Son Order, it's useless, it's not the number that can be determined, but the ......"

Ye Guchen looked at Zhou Tong lightly and said nothing.

Zhou Tong's words stopped, his eyes were suspicious, he looked at the token, and his expression froze for a moment.

Not only him, but everyone present was stunned when they saw the bright red token as much as blood.

The old man who presided over shouted as if he had seen a ghost.

"It's ...... The barbarian's clan elder?"