Facing Peng Yun's hole cards, Ye Wushuang's face did not show a trace of cowardice, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Sacrifice, you deserve it too!"

On Ye Wushuang's body, the killing intent surged, and the momentum was even more terrifying.

"Demon Stick Method", with Ye Wushuang's strength, he could only swing two sticks, but now, Ye Wushuang was ready to use the third stick.

"How so?"

Seeing Peng Yun play the last hole card, everyone in the Tianyu League had not had time to get excited, but they found that Ye Wushuang on the life and death ring had his momentum rising again.

"Die!"

Peng Yun roared.

I saw Peng Yun's body slowly rising and suspended in the air, as if it had become a spider.

The spider legs of the evil god spider, like countless spears, stabbed towards Ye Wushuang.

"Oops, how can this be fought!"

The expressions of everyone in the audience became difficult to look at, Peng Yun was hanging in the air, Ye Wushuang couldn't fly, Peng Yun was directly invincible.

Even if Ye Wushuang is strong, as long as Ye Wushuang's true qi is exhausted, it will be the time when death comes.

Like a spider's leg stabbing at a spear, I saw Ye Wushuang's body disappear on the spot, and Peng Yun's attack missed.

At this time, Ye Wushuang cast the Netherworld Dragon Shadow.

"Hide?"

Disdain appeared at the corner of Peng Yun's mouth.

Countless spider legs stabbed towards Ye Wushuang.

It's like on the battlefield, hundreds of soldiers throw their spears out to kill the enemy.

"Oops. ”

Even Han Shan had an anxious look in his eyes.

However, the dense spider legs all fell short.

Ye Wushuang's figure is still shuttling on the stage.

At this time, Ye Wushuang's momentum finally climbed to the extreme.

"Demon Stick Method!"

Ye Wushuang's mouth let out an angry shout.

A terrifying burst of momentum.

The Coiling Dragon Divine Pillar in Ye Wu's hands instantly became longer.

Against Peng Yun suspended in the air, it is a stick.

A stick was swung out, and the wind and clouds changed.

The Coiling Dragon Divine Pillar became longer, and Peng Yun, who was suspended in the air, instantly lost his advantage, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

"What?"

Everyone in the Tianyu Alliance looked at the Coiling Dragon Divine Pillar in Ye Wu's hands as if they were dreaming.

"Bang!"

The Coiling Dragon Divine Pillar fell, and the phantom of the evil god spider collapsed in an instant under the sweeping of the Coiling Dragon Divine Pillar.

"No!"

Looking at Ye Wushuang's stick, Peng Yun's eyes were blood-red, roaring like a beast.

Peng Yun couldn't accept what was happening in front of him, and roared angrily, even if he cast the Evil God Spider Martial Spirit, he still couldn't change the ending.

Suspended in space, under the Lingwu realm, it should have been invincible, but now, under Ye Wushuang's Coiling Dragon Divine Pillar, he has completely lost his advantage.

This is a huge blow to Peng Yun.

"Nothing is impossible".

Ye Wushuang sneered, waved the Coiling Dragon Divine Pillar, and directly pumped it towards Peng Yun.

Bang!

With a dull loud noise, Peng Yun was whipped out.

Wow!

In mid-air, Peng Yun vomited blood.

Click!

Click!

The bones in Peng Yun's body, under Ye Wushuang's stick, don't know how many were broken.

Ye Wushuang was about to swing a stick and completely kill Peng Yun.

For the enemy!

Ye Wucheng will not show mercy to his subordinates, let alone that Peng Yun abolished Jiang Yi.

But just as Ye Wushuang was about to make a move to kill Peng Yun, suddenly, an incomparably cold killing intent enveloped Ye Wushuang's whole body.

"Lingwu Realm!"

Ye Wushuang's face changed slightly, this killing intent was too terrifying, it was not something he could match now.

Ye Wushuang took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.

It's all because of the lack of cultivation, otherwise, why care about a person in the realm of spiritual martial arts.

Ye Wushuang didn't expect that there would be strong people standing on the side of the Tianyu Alliance around him.

And just now, he made a threat to himself, if it wasn't for the Academy, Ye Wushuang absolutely believed that the other party would kill him.

"Damn it, do you want to let Peng Yun go?"

Ye Wushuang was very unwilling, but he was helpless, there was a strong man in the Lingwu realm hidden in the shadows, and he couldn't kill Peng Yun at all.

There was a loud bang.

Peng Yun fell heavily to the ground, the ground was sunken, dusty, motionless, less intake and more outgas, obviously seriously injured by Ye Wushuang's stick.

"Peng Yun is defeated. ”

I don't know who was the first to speak, and then, around the entire life and death ring, there was an uproar.

Peng Yun, the small reincarnation of the Xuanmai realm, only one Xuanmai is missing from the existence of the consummation of the small reincarnation, and he was defeated.

One after another, shocking eyes looked at the black-haired boy who was like a god of war in the ring, it was he who defeated Peng Yun, if someone hadn't stopped him, Peng Yun would have died.

"Under the age of sixteen, this little guy is really a peerless demon!"

An old man covered in dross and greasy hands stuffed chicken legs into his mouth, poured a sip of turbid wine, and looked down at the middle-aged man who had died in front of him.

"The little guy I take care of, old man, you also want to move, it's really shameless!"

The figure of the old man disappeared, and the corpse on the ground instantly turned to ashes and disappeared.

"Defeated, defeated!" Those people in the Tianyu League looked sluggish, unable to believe that this was true.

Ye Wushuang, who was on the stage, found that the terrifying killing machine had disappeared.

A hint of ruthlessness appeared on his face.

Naturally, the other party was reluctant to show up, indicating that he was afraid.

"Then, Peng Yun die!"

The corners of Ye Wushuang's mouth appeared ruthless, and his body burst out, facing Peng Yun is stick.

A stick fell, and Peng Yun's breath was gone.

Killing Peng Yun, that breath did not appear, Ye Wushuang thought that the other party was really jealous, but he didn't know that that person died earlier than Peng Yun.

Killing Peng Yun, Ye Wushuang turned around and left.

Looking at Ye Wushuang's departing figure, the people of the Tianyu Alliance were terrifying, knowing that Ye Wushuang was not something they could deal with.

Han Shan's gaze coldly glanced at the void, and turned to follow Ye Wushuang away.

......

The next few days were calm, as if nothing had happened.

Ye Wushuang was in the small courtyard, refining medicinal liquids.

Except for the Xuan veins in Jiang Yi's body, the rest of the recovery is almost complete.

"Senior Brother Wushuang, you are still a pharmacist!"

Jiang Yi poured the liquid medicine in the bowl into his mouth and looked at Ye Wushuang with excitement.

"This guy can still be a talisman. ”

Han Shan, who was on the side, said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Pharmacist, Fu Master, unparalleled ...... combat power"

Hua Wuyang sat aside, counted his fingers, and looked at Ye Wushuang with a shocked expression.

"Perverted!"

After holding it for a long time, he spit out two words.

"Ahem!"

"Low-key, low-key!"

Ye Wushuang raised his head, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

It has nothing to do with the decisiveness of the killing in the ring.

"Tell me honestly, how did you dodge Peng Yun's evil god spider attack. ”

Looking at Ye Wushuang's appearance, Han Shan held back his mouth, is this guy low-key? But thinking of Ye Wushuang's body in the ring of life and death, Han Shan asked curiously.

"Naturally, the wind dragon is galloping. ”

Ye Wushuang said with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Phew, don't talk about pulling it. ”

Han Shan looked incredulous, but thinking of Ye Wushuang's magical body and magic powers, Han Shan smiled.

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