In the midst of everyone's screams, one by one the figures flew out of the fighting arena, and in the center of the fighting arena, Ye Wushuang had one hand behind his back, and he had defeated nine people in a row, and he had never played two hands.

"Unparalleled, unparalleled, unparalleled in the world!"

In the fighting arena, there was a lot of screaming and shouting.

"Jade-faced warrior, nineteen wins in a row, nineteen games, and defeats the group with one hand!"

The glamorous woman who presided over the fight screamed.

"Gyoshiro, Gyokuro ••••••"

In the fighting arena, screams continued.

"Ahem!"

"Can't this bastard keep a low profile?"

Looking at Ye Wushuang in the field, Han Shan and Hua Wuyang looked helpless, crushing their opponents with one hand, it was too dazzling.

However, Han Shan and Hua Wuyang's faces were full of pride, proud of Ye Wushuang, Ye Wushuang's talent was something that no one could cover, no one could.

At this time, in the fighting arena, it was also busy, Ye Wushuang won nineteen games in a row, which had already made the fighting arena lose very badly, and once Ye Wushuang won twenty games in a row, Ye Wushuang bought himself to win, the amount was huge, the fighting arena was going to bleed heavily, and the fighting arena was busy, ready to arrange someone to block Ye Wushuang's winning streak.

A burly figure appeared in the secret room of the fighting arena.

The old man in the secret room raised his head, glanced at the burly man, and said, "Jin Kui, if you win this battle and reward you with 100,000 spirit crystals, can you do it?"

In the old man's small eyes, two rays of light shot out.

"It's just a little hairy kid!"

On Jin Kui's huge face, a trace of disdain appeared.

"Jin Kui, what is Lao Tzu talking to you? rules, are you sure?" The old man's eyes shot a cold light!

"Cut, old man, this is not an iron-blooded military camp, military regulations don't work!"

A trace of disdain appeared on Jin Kui's face.

"You're •••••••!"

Hearing Jin Kui's words, the old man trembled with anger, it is true that military regulations cannot be used here, this is the rule of the Iron and Blood Army.

The iron-blooded fighting arena was actually built by the iron-blooded army, in order to select outstanding talents, enter the iron-blooded army, and serve the country.

"If you want to scold, scold, don't hold back your illness!"

Jin Kui glanced at the old man with disdain, and walked out of the fighting arena unscrupulously.

In the fighting arena, I saw the Roshan-like golden sunflower appear, and in the fighting arena, a burst of cheers rang out, and screams and shouts continued.

"How is it a golden sunflower!"

Seeing Jin Kui appear, in the fighting arena, many people's faces turned pale in an instant.

"How can this be, Lao Tzu has bet all his net worth!"

"MD, cheating in the fighting arena, Jin Kui is an existence with thirty consecutive victories, how can he arrange to fight against Yulang Wushuang?"

Those who bet on Ye Wushuang to win the martial arts were angry.

Jin Kui's combat power is really terrifying.

Jin Kui's martial spirit is a golden Buddha, and his cultivation is the magic power of Buddhism, and his physical defense is terrifying to the extreme.

Jin Kui's body is very huge, and his belly is exposed, like a leather ball, similar to Mile Buddha, when he appeared in front of Ye Wushuang, Ye Wushuang felt a mountain of meat in front of him.

Jin Kui Pu's huge palm touched his smooth head, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Little brat, are you going to retreat by yourself?" Or will I help you?"

"Fat pig, how much food do you have to waste in a day?"

Ye Wushuang didn't answer Jin Kui's words, but asked with a smile on his face.

"You're bold!"

Jin Kui didn't seem to be angry, and looked at Ye Wushuang with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but at this time, suddenly a bloody aura enveloped Ye Wushuang.

The bloody aura shrouded him, Ye Wushuang did not move like a mountain, but Ye Wushuang's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, looking at the mountain-like golden sunflower, thoughtful.

The blood on Jin Kui's body was formed by the convergence of endless killings, and it could not be formed in the fighting arena, there was only one possibility, and that was the Iron Blood Army.

Only the people of the Iron Blood Legion, and the creatures in the darkness who have been killing all year round, can condense such a terrifying bloody aura.

"Fat pig, let me see your strength!"

Ye Wushuang's hand stretched out and said to Jin Kui.

"The jade face is unparalleled, and the world is unparalleled!"

The martial artists in the fighting arena, seeing Ye Wushuang facing Jin Kui, did not see the slightest cowardice in their eyes, and they became excited one by one, cheering for Ye Wushuang, Ye Wushuang's body, they had suppressed all their property.

"Hey, hey!"

"You're funny!"

The corners of Jin Kui's mouth flashed with a smile, hoping that he would not be too weak.

The smile on Jin Kui's face could not be seen from beginning to end, and the corners of his mouth were smiling.

Jin Kui's voice fell, and he spread his legs apart and stepped on the ground.

I felt that the entire fighting arena trembled, and a layer of golden light rose from the soles of Jin Kui's feet, spreading to Jin Kui's whole body at an extremely fast speed, and Jin Kui at this time turned into a golden Buddha.

"Is the light of the Buddha shining?"

The corners of Ye Wushuang's mouth flashed with an interesting smile.

Ye Wushuang's body stood still, but on Ye Wushuang's body, a black flame dragon appeared, from above Ye Wushuang's arm, slowly became larger, wrapped around Ye Wushuang, and a huge dragon head appeared behind Ye Wushuang.

"What?"

Seeing this scene, in the fighting arena, they all looked at Ye Wushuang with shocked faces.

"Royalty?"

Even in the fighting arena, those people in the Iron Blood Legion looked at Ye Wushuang in the arena with a look of astonishment.

The Yanlong Killing Fist originally came from the Yanlong Dynasty, and only the Yanlong Martial Spirit of the royal family could cultivate the Yanlong Killing Fist to such a realm.

"Yanlong vs. Golden Buddha, interesting!"

In the audience, a smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, poured a large mouthful of turbid wine into his mouth, and squinted at Ye Wushuang in the field.

"You're really good!"

Jin Kui, who was shrouded in Buddha's light, saw Ye Wushuang's changes, and a trace of war intent appeared in his eyes.

"This guy is finally getting serious!"

The corners of Han Shan's mouth smiled, looking at Ye Wushuang in the field.

"Yes, although this guy is powerful and still cultivates the magical powers of Buddhism, he is still not the opponent of Brother Wushuang!" Hua Wuyang's mouth also flashed a confident smile.

"Yan Long, it turned out to be Yan Long!"

The glamorous woman who presided over the fight screamed excitedly.

The black flame dragon wrapped around Ye Wushuang was so dazzling that the fighting arena instantly became boiling.

"Unparalleled, unparalleled, unparalleled in the world!"

The screams continued, and in the audience, some people even took off their clothes, where to wave and shout.

The woman in the arena let out a piercing scream.

From the moment the Yan Dragon appeared, the audience was boiling.

Ye Wushuang's Yanlong Killing Fist had already cultivated to the pinnacle of the Transformation Realm, which was comparable to supernatural powers.

The dragon is the ancestor of all beasts, and it is naturally a sensation!