Seeing Ye Xuan walking on the martial arts platform, Yin Qianfan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he snorted coldly: "What do you mean?"

"Isn't this clear enough?The accounts in the ruins are clearly calculated on this martial arts platform!" Ye Xuan pointed hard at the ground and said loudly, his words loud.

Yin Qianfan sneered and said, "It's up to you, a piece of garbage from the Yuanwu Realm, who didn't die in the ruins, rushed over to die!"

"Do you think that shamelessness equals invincibility? even if your shamelessness makes you take away the war spear, I can beat you like a dog!" Ye Xuan said in a deep voice.

Yin Qianfan sneered disdainfully: "Just with you, the garbage of the Yuanwu Realm, you are not qualified to fight me! If you kill you, you can't improve my winning streak, and you want to dirty my hands?"

The various rules of the God of War Martial Arts Arena are very strict.

In order to maintain the fairness of the streak leaderboard, the streak is not counted as a streak for all kinds of battles.

Otherwise, just spend money to find hundreds of low-level martial artists to challenge, and anyone can reach the top of the winning streak.

Therefore, the challenge of a low-realm martial artist does not count as a winning streak.

Of course, there is an exception, that is, the low-realm martial artists are also on the winning streak, and the ranking difference is no more than three, and this kind of cross-border challenge will be recognized by the God of War Martial Arts Arena.

Yin Qianfan pursed his lips and smiled contemptuously, and said loudly: "Yin Thirteen, come up and clean up this garbage!"

A Yin family martial artist with a heavy spirit martial realm jumped forward, jumped onto the martial fighting platform, and looked at Ye Xuan with the same contempt.

"Do you know how rubbish you are? It's hard for my Yin family to find a martial artist in the same realm as you. Cleaning you up, I don't need to do it at all, any dog in my Yin family can do it!" Yin Qianfan laughed out loud after finishing speaking, and walked off the martial arts platform.

This Yin Thirteen was one of the Yin family's guards who had entered the ruins of the Heavenly Demon Clan before.

He glanced at Ye Xuan coldly, and said with disdain: "The garbage of the Yuan Martial Realm is not worthy of challenging our Yin family's martial arts geniuses. Pack you up, my Yin Thirteen is enough!"

Ye Xuan's face sank like water, beckoned to call the thunderball, and said coldly: "Is it?, but to deal with a minion like you, I don't need to make a move at all, my bird is enough!"

Immediately there was a discussion on the staircase viewing platform: "Isn't this Thunder Eagle? What does he mean?"

"According to the information of the martial arts arena, this guy also has a spirit beast that participates in the battle, it is a thunder eagle, it should be this one. ”

"Isn't he really here to be funny? Lei Ying is a qi martial level demon beast, compared to the martial arts of the Spirit Martial Realm, it is two major realms and more than twenty small realms!"

"That's right! It's okay to challenge the powerhouse of the Spirit Martial Realm with the Nine Recultivation of the Yuan Martial Realm, and even said that he would use a Qi Martial Realm spirit beast to defeat the other party. There's nothing wrong with this guy's brain, right?"

Yin Thirteen was not yet thirty years old, and his cultivation had reached the first level of the Lingwu Realm.

Although it is slightly inferior to a peerless genius like Yin Qianfan, it is not an exaggeration to call himself a martial arts genius if he can break through to the Lingwu realm before the age of thirty.

When he saw that he was humiliated by someone with a low-level spirit beast, he was immediately furious: "The God of War Martial Arts Arena can't help but kill, you are looking for death!"

"Now I know. So if you're dead, I don't have to be responsible, right?" Ye Xuan said with a relaxed face.

Yin Shisan's face showed anger, and he said in a cold voice: "This is you looking for death, then it's no wonder that I'm going to blame." Draw your sword, or don't blame me for not giving you a chance to strike!"

"Senior Kunpeng said that the blood of the war beast will be stimulated by battle, go!" Ye Xuan said a few words in Lei Qiu's ear, then threw it forward and said, "I said, I don't need to do anything to deal with you, my bird is enough." ”

The thunderball fell between the two of them, and they stood on the ground in a daze, their feathers fluffy and looking like a ball.

Yin Shisan was furious, his face showed a fierce look, and said, "Okay! Then I'll chop you up this garbage spirit beast." ”

As he spoke, he drew his long knife and slashed at the thunderball.

Since Lei Ying was the most common qi martial level spirit beast among the spirit beasts, he didn't use all his strength to make a sword.

Although he didn't exert all his strength, a Lingwu-level martial artist also had the power of a thousand swords at will.

He was very sure that this sword could easily kill a Yuanwu-level spirit beast, let alone a qi-martial level garbage.

The sword light splits down.

Boom!

The long knife slashed at the ground.

Thunderball jumped back slightly, just enough to dodge the long knife.

The long knife slashed three inches in front of the thunderball, only three inches away, and it didn't hit.

Thunderball tilted his head and looked at the blade, and the snowy blade reflected its appearance, and the feathers were bright and very powerful.

The spectators were stunned.

Yin Shisan's face also showed a look of doubt.

"What's the matter? Didn't this guy say that he had a heavy cultivation in the Spirit Martial Realm? He couldn't kill a Thunder Eagle with a single sword! Isn't this acting?"

The spectators around immediately shouted: "Hey, that Yin family's Lingwu Realm, are you a idiot? You can't even cut Thunder Eagle to death, if you can't do it, get out of here, don't come out and be embarrassed!"

Yin Thirteen's face instantly turned black as the bottom of a pot, his anger burned fiercely, he clenched the long knife with both hands, and decided to use ten successful forces to chop this thunder eagle into meat puree.

"Drink, give me death!" Yin Thirteen shouted, using the Yin family's Heavenly Wolf Blood Slashing Knife Technique, slashing out a snow-bright sword light.

Boom!

The long knife slashed into the ground, cutting a deep scar but ......

Didn't hit the Thunder Eagle again.

Everyone suspected that something was wrong with their eyes.

Thunderball jumped back again, three inches apart, and continued to tilt his head to look at the shiny blade, as if looking in a mirror, admiring his newly grown feathers.

The martial artist on the staircase viewing platform stopped doing it, and shouted loudly: "What are you doing? The Yin family's spiritual martial arts can't even cut down a thunder eagle! It's better to go back and play in the mud!"

All the Yin family people present had ugly faces, and Yin Qianfan said coldly: "Yin Thirteen, if you lose the face of my Yin family again, you know what will happen after you go back!"

Yin Shisan immediately trembled, thinking of the Yin family's terrible punishment, his face immediately showed a hideous color, raised his long knife, manifested his martial soul, and burst out the true strength of the martial arts of the Spirit Martial Realm.

"Broken Bird, give me death!" Yin Thirteen roared angrily, and the Heavenly Wolf Blood Slashing Knife unleashed, attacking wildly, slashing towards the thunderball.

The sword light instantly bloomed on the martial arts platform, slashing at the watermelon-sized thunder eagle on the field, and the knife was deadly.

And yet, it was under such a furious attack.

Thunder Eagle just jumped left and right, and was not struck by a knife light.

Each knife is only three inches away from Thunder Eagle, not an inch, not an inch, not too much.

Yin 13 unleashed the Seventy-Two Heavenly Wolf Blood Slashing Knife Technique, and slashed out with one sword, and the sword light was extremely powerful, but the Seventy-two Knife Technique had already performed more than fifty moves, but he hadn't even touched a single hair of Thunder Eagle.

The more this happened, the more frightened he became, and cold sweat trickled down his face.

Only one voice echoed in his heart: This can't be Thunder Eagle!