"What's going on!"

Seeing Ye Wushuang's changes, he stood in the air, and doubts appeared in the wind and crazy eyes fanned by the bird's wings behind him, because in this short period of time, the Ye Wushuang in front of him seemed to have changed into a person, and Ye Wushuang at this time was like a demon, which was very different from just now.

"Brother Wushuang is finally serious!"

Seeing Ye Wushuang's changes, Hua Wuyang's eyes shone brightly.

"Hmm!"

Han Shan on the side also looked at Ye Wushuang with a burning face, he also wanted to see how terrifying Ye Wushuang's ability to kill the Holy Dragon was in actual combat.

"What's the matter, how do I feel like I don't know Ye Wushuang anymore!"

Off the field, one after another eyes fell on Ye Wushuang's body, with a puzzled face, in this short period of time, Ye Wushuang had indeed changed greatly, because at this time, Ye Wushuang was running the "Heaven and Earth Holy Dragon Decision", which stimulated the ability to kill the Holy Dragon.

If Ye Wushuang just now was the brother next door, then Ye Wushuang at this time was a peerless god killer and a king killer.

"No matter how powerful you are and what changes have occurred, today is the day of your death!" Seeing Ye Wushuang's changes, the murderous intent in the hanging wind eyes was extremely strong, and his body disappeared into the air, suddenly appearing behind Ye Wushuang, the long sword in his hand instantly stabbed countless back of the head, once stabbed, Ye Wushuang would definitely die.

But at the moment when the wind madness's long sword stabbed out, Ye Wushuang seemed to have a pair of eyes open in the back of his head, and easily dodged the wind madness's attack, and the coiling dragon divine pillar in his hand swung out without hesitation.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Feng Mad's face changed wildly, and his body flew upside down, barely stopping his body in the air, but he felt a sweet throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.

"Windmania is injured!"

Seeing this scene, the people around him stared blankly, because the reversal of the situation was too fast.

One by one, for a while, I couldn't accept it.

"I said, you will die today, and you will sacrifice your blood to Brother Zheng Wan and others, how can I die!"

Ye Wushuang's dark gaze fell indifferently and ruthlessly on Feng Mad's body.

"It's just a fluke!"

Hearing Ye Wushuang's words, Feng Madly wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and said mockingly.

"Really?"

Hearing Feng Mad's words, Ye Wushuang shook his head directly, when using the ability to kill the Holy Dragon, Ye Wushuang found that his divine sense was actually further improved, and his sense of everything around him was clearer, in his realm, he was the only king.

At this time, Ye Wushuang was simply inspiring the Killing Holy Dragon.

The injured wind is crazy, the murderous intent flashes in his eyes, from childhood to adulthood, there is only one person who has injured him, that is, Guo Tianyu, the leader of the Tianyu League, which is why he is willing to stay in the Tianyu League.

But in his opinion, Ye Wushuang was definitely lucky to be able to hurt him.

The killing intent was awe-inspiring, the terrible general trend gathered, and on the stage of life and death, the fluttering white feathers were even heavier, gradually like snowflakes.

"Die!"

"Fei Lian lore!"

The wind frantically shot out, and three phantoms appeared in the air in an instant, and the three phantoms moved at the same time at the same time, and at the same time cast the shape-shifting transposition that appeared in the three directions around Ye Wushuang, and the three phantoms were as real as they were.

What the long sword pointed at was the key point of Ye Wushuang.

"Extinguish!"

Ye Wushuang let out a roar of rage, and used the "Demon Stick Method" to swing out, and around Ye Wushuang, there were all stick shadows, three phantom shadows, all of which were swept away by Ye Wushuang.

The three phantoms collapsed, and the body of the wind madness appeared in the sky again, and at this time, the wind was crazy, and a trace of yin poison flashed in his eyes.

At this time, the wind was crazy, covering his lower abdomen with one hand, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

He was injured again.

"Ahh

The killing power of the wind frenzy climbed to the extreme, and after his roar, the speed of the white feather rain on the entire life and death platform skyrocketed instantly, turning into a huge storm, and Ye Wushuang was standing in the center of the storm.

"Brother Wushuang!"

Seeing this scene, even Hua Wuyang in the audience, there was a look of horror in his eyes, because of the wind madness at this time, the whole person's figure was completely integrated into the storm, and in the storm, dozens of wind maniacs appeared, each of which was so real.

"It's so scary, how could there be such a terrible demon character in the Feng family!"

"That's right, even if it's an ordinary martial artist in the Spirit Martial Realm, under the attack of the wind madness, there is definitely no life or death. ”

"What a terrible killing storm!"

One by one, his eyes fell on the storm of life and death, and his face was terrifying.

At this time, Ye Wushuang, standing in the center of the storm, couldn't see Ye Wushuang's emotional changes, his face was calm, and Mount Tai collapsed without changing his color.

"What a terrible ability, can the young master win?"

Seeing Ye Wushuang in the storm, a trace of solemnity also appeared in Xue Rentu's eyes, the wind at this time was really terrifying.

"Ye Wushuang, I'm going to make your life worse than death!"

In the midst of the hurricane, countless wind madness figures appeared, and the sound sounded from different places, even if it was Xue Rentu, it was difficult to distinguish the location of the wind madness at this time.

"You're too early to rejoice!"

Hearing the words of the wind madness, Ye Wushuang's eyes instantly turned dark red, and in an instant, Ye Wushuang seemed to have turned into a peerless killing god, and the terrifying power of silence and bloody aura filled the entire space.

Ye Wushuang's ability to kill the Holy Dragon completely exploded.

A terrifying attraction appeared, and Wind Maniac's expression changed wildly, because at this moment, Wind Maniac felt that the True Qi in his body had become sluggish, and he couldn't operate flexibly at all.

"Kill!"

At this time, Ye Wushuang, like a peerless killing god, roared angrily.

The ability to kill the Holy Dragon was all displayed, not only was the wind madness difficult to operate, but even the essence and blood in the body were also affected by Ye Wushuang.

Feng Mad's eyes widened, looking at Ye Wushuang as if he had seen a ghost.

At this point, Wind Maniac felt his heart beat at a speed that was one or two times as fast as normal······ Running at five times the speed, I felt like the essence and blood all over my body were about to break through the blood vessels.

The figure that blended into the storm also slowly disappeared, and in the midst of the storm, the body of the wind madness appeared.

At this time, the wind is wild, where is there still a trace of arrogance just now, and there is a look of horror in his eyes.

Under Ye Wushuang's ability to kill the Holy Dragon, his Fei Lian Martial Spirit's strongest lore directly collapsed.

"Die!"

The figure of the wind madness appeared, Ye Wushuang stepped on the ring, the entire ring shook, and Ye Wushuang's body catapulted directly into the sky.

Casting the "Demon Stick Method" against the wind is a stick.

Under the ability to kill the Holy Dragon, Feng Mania's true qi was ineffective, his essence and blood were manic, and his reaction was half a beat slower, and under Ye Wushuang's shocking stick, Feng Mania's eyes were full of despair.

The long stick slashed, and the body of the wind madness burst out directly at the ground.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Feng Mad's body fell into the platform of life and death, and Ye Wushuang's body fell from the sky.

At this time, the wind was mad, the seven orifices were bleeding, and there was no breath.

The wind was mad to death, and there was still fear in his eyes.

"Ye Wushuang has won!"

When the people around saw Ye Wushuang, their faces were jealous.

Glancing at the wind madness, Ye Wushuang didn't say a word, turned around and left.

Looking at Ye Wushuang's figure, Han Shan and Hua Wuyang glanced at each other and hurriedly followed.

Ye Wushuang's arrogant figure was deeply remembered by everyone.