Ye Ming was unmoved, and stood like this, the silver light axe enlarged in his pupils.

Immediately, there was a "snap", Ye Ming first crushed a piece of "mist talisman", and suddenly a billowing mist surged on the battle platform.

The fog was like smoke, but Ye Ming, who was in the fog, was not affected, and his vision was clearly visible.

But those viewers who cast their eyes here couldn't see anything, only seeing the fog shrouding Ye Ming's side of the fighting platform.

Immediately.

I saw a figure vomiting blood and flying out of the mist, and at the same time, two silver axes fell off the fighting platform along with the person who vomited blood and flew out.

"Poof. Cheng Tong smashed to the ground, spurted a mouthful of blood, and fainted to death.

Immediately, a Taoist came and carried him away, announcing that he had been eliminated.

And Ye Ming, unhurriedly, swept off the struggle platform, and in the midst of many incredible eyes, he leisurely walked to his position and sat down.

No one saw how Cheng Tong was defeated by Ye Ming at all.

As soon as the fog shrouded their struggle platform, they immediately saw Cheng Tong flying out like a sandbag, and then fainted.

The veteran inner disciple was so vulnerable in Ye Ming's hands.

All of a sudden, the disciples who were about to see Ye Ming embarrassed before looked at each other one by one at this time, and they all saw the same twitching look at the corners of their mouths from each other's faces.

"It is estimated that Ye Xue borrowed a powerful magic weapon from him. So thought to the people.

And how to defeat Cheng Tong, only Ye Ming knows.

When his two silver axes slashed in front of him, Ye Ming crushed the mist talisman, and the mist instantly shrouded the fighting table.

Then Ye Ming seemed to slowly stretch out his fingers, and the two fingers clamped his menacing axe like a leaf.

Cheng Tong, who rushed over like a man and a bear, didn't understand what was going on, and was blasted out of the struggle platform by Ye Ming with just one punch, and he didn't wake up.

The fog is to hide people's eyes, Ye Ming doesn't want everyone to see that he has won so easily, it is too shocking.

So now it is best to let others think that he went to Ye Xue to borrow a magic weapon again.

The mist rune is also a low-level spirit rune, similar to the Divine Walking Rune, it is some technical spirit rune, and the practicality is not bad.

But in the eyes of people with the strength of the Divine Soul Dao Realm, this is nothing.

Any fog can be seen through at a glance, and there is nothing to hide.

Even the concealment charm is no exception, and those who use the concealment charm cannot hide it in front of the people of the Divine Soul Dao Realm.

So this has also made some jokes and caused some tragedies.

There used to be some inner disciples who put a hidden charm on their bodies, and then scolded and scolded in front of the personal disciples they hated, pretending to vent.

He thought people couldn't see him, so he ......

Outcome...... Now the grave grass is three feet high.

There are hundreds of struggle platforms, some are promoted and some are eliminated, some laugh and some cry.

The scene was extremely intense, and the participants all showed their housekeeping skills and went all out.

Ye Ming casually glanced at it, and saw that on the hundreds of battle platforms, all the spirit swords were swimming like spiritual snakes, both of them fighting back and forth in the air.

And the sword master is the one who competes on the fighting platform.

This is extremely deadly, because the sword has no eyes, not to mention that it is also a magic weapon-level spirit sword, which will kill people on the spot if you are not careful.

Fortunately, in the battle for the top of the list, if someone is killed by mistake in the match, it is also excusable and will not be punished, so they all let go of the fight, and no one left any strength behind.

Phew.

Just as he was watching, Ye Ming saw that on one of the struggle platforms, a disciple was accidentally pierced through his body by the opponent's flying sword, and blood was spilled on the struggle platform in an instant, and he died.

And the disciple who killed someone did not have the slightest expression of shame and fear, but a smug look.

Ye Ming withdrew his gaze, not planning to look at the battle of these people anymore, it was simply defiling his eyes.

He was about to recharge his batteries, when suddenly he felt uncomfortable, as if he had been glared at by something.

Ye Ming instantly cast his gaze, and saw a struggle platform in the distance, Mo Wentian stood proudly on it, his eyes were as sharp as knives, and he was sharp on his body.

Ye Ming's gaze met him, his face was extremely calm, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he was indifferent.

Immediately, Ye Ming looked away, because he saw that Zhang Yan was also on the field.

Zhang Yan is currently in the realm of the Ninefold Martial Saint in the flesh, and the foundation of the flesh body is also relatively solid.

Moreover, Ye Ming lent her all the "Mad Demon Tyrant Knife", just to let her take her by surprise in the battle.

The Mad Demon Overlord Knife slashed down, and the spirit weapon-level flying sword was about to be scrapped.

The one who fought against Zhang Yan was a male disciple.

And he is also a veteran inner disciple who has been in the inner gate for several years.

The two were not polite, and they fought each other on stage.

The male disciple instantly sacrificed the flying sword, which was also at the ninth grade level of a spiritual weapon, and he was about to transform into a magic weapon if he was one grade.

Although Zhang Yan had the "Rainbow Flame Sword", he didn't dare to take it out and use it, and only held an Enlightenment Sword.

The opponent's spirit sword was as fast as a spirit snake piercing, and her enlightenment sword "clicked" as soon as it touched it, breaking into two.

"Senior sister, surrender, I don't want to kill you. ”

While the other party was talking, he also drove the spirit sword to penetrate Zhang Yan, which was a dead hand, but he still persuaded Zhang Yan between words.

"Really?"

Zhang Yan frowned, and the moment his spirit sword pierced, a red light suddenly appeared in his hand, the red light was like fire, domineering.

Bang.

She took out the Mad Demon Overlord Knife, and without thinking about it, she slashed at the spirit sword that flew over and slashed at her.

With this sword, the spirit sword became a pile of fragments and was scrapped on the spot.

"My Spirit Sword!!"

"It's more important than the spirit sword, it's still life. Zhang Yan's faint voice sounded, and the mad demon overlord knife was on his neck.

"I surrender. The male disciple's face was like ashes, he lost his spirit sword and was put on his neck, and he was quite grateful to Zhang Yan for not killing.

He himself rolled off the struggle platform on the spot, and Zhang Yan was promoted.

Ye Ming nodded and withdrew his gaze.

But he found that someone was already walking towards him.

This person is Mo Wentian.

He was swaggering towards him.

It didn't take long for him to come to Ye Ming's face.

"I've been putting up with it for more than two months, and today is finally here. Mo Wentian bit it, spit out such a sentence, and glared at Ye Ming.

"That's true, it's been a long time. Ye Ming sneered, his eyes were calm and calm, but his tone was sharpened and sharpened.

Compared to Mo Wentian, it seems that Ye Ming can't wait for today's arrival.

He was still sitting on the chair, looking at Mo Wentian in front of him, but he could see the fierce light surging in Mo Wentian's eyes, like a knife and a sword.

"I'm telling you, once you get to the fighting ring, you don't even have a chance to surrender. Mo Wentian lowered his voice, and his tone was even colder, "I'm going to make your life worse than death, and I have prepared a gift package for you, you wait and see." ”