Ten figures, directly towards Ye Wushuang!

One by one held a long sword, and his eyes were filled with extremely cold killing intent.

"This guy won't be crazy!"

Seeing this scene in front of them, the disciples of the Holy Courtyard were stunned one by one.

In the same realm, one person fights ten people alone, and anyone feels crazy.

"Hahaha······ ！”

"Iron-blooded waste, come to fight!"

Ye Wushuang directly pinched and absorbed the spirit crystal in his hand, held the Fulong stick, his cold gaze swept across, and his eyes were full of arrogance.

"Look for death!"

Hearing Ye Wushuang's words, his eyes became even colder.

"Kill!"

One of them gave the order, and the ten figures moved in unison, and one after another sharp and dazzling sword lights slashed towards Ye Wushuang.

Seeing those ten figures, don't talk about others, even Tie Jianqiu, who was on top of the war horse, pinched a cold sweat at this time.

Those people are all the Tianjiao of the Iron Blood Academy, but Ye Wushuang actually challenged ten people, at this time, in the void, there were thirty sitting mountains, and the phantom of thirty seas crushed against Ye Wushuang.

"This bastard!"

"Can you keep a low profile?"

At this time, among the countless people, there are only a few people who are not worried.

Han Shan and the others knew Ye Wushuang very well, Ye Wushuang never did anything he was not sure of, and saw that Ye Wushuang's true yuan was about to run out at this time.

Han Shan and the others felt a black line on their faces, they knew that the people of the Iron Blood Dynasty today might be killed by Ye Wushuang.

Seeing the ten figures coming, a smile flashed in the depths of Ye Wushuang's eyes.

looked very struggling, wielding the Fulong stick and shuttling through the fierce battle among the ten people.

Every time it was extremely dangerous, but every time, it was dodged by Ye Wushuang.

"Get out!"

"Iron-blooded barbarian!"

Ye Wushuang roared angrily, waved the Fulong stick, and the shadow of the stick shrouded everyone in the sky.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

A figure seemed to have no bones, and was directly blasted away by Ye Wushuang.

In the center of the battlefield, Ye Wushuang's black hair was flying, his black robe was dancing in the wind, shuttling in the endless sword light, and every time the Fulong stick was swung, one figure after another flew out upside down.

"Knock! knock!"

In the Yanlong Dynasty, the sound of war drums resounded through the void.

"Peerless Senior Brother, invincible!"

"Peerless Senior Brother, invincible!"

"Peerless Senior Brother, invincible!"

The women of the Sacred Courtyard Yinlu Palace stood there and shouted one by one.

A smile of excitement tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"It's so strong!"

At this time, many of the disciples of the Martial Dao Palace and the Sword Palace wanted Ye Wushuang to sweep invincible at this time, and they wanted Ye Wushuang to be defeated.

Especially the disciples of the Martial Dao Palace, their faces were extremely wonderful at this time, and they all knew that the Martial Dao Palace had kicked Ye Wushuang and the others out that day.

Today, no one in the Martial Arts Palace can defeat the iron blood, but Ye Wushuang and the others are invincible, which is a sarcasm for them.

At this time, in the center of the battlefield, there were only five of the top ten masters of the Iron Blood Dynasty left, and the other five had already died under Ye Wushuang's stick.

"I, Yanlong, have many heroes, how can I compare with the people of your Iron and Blood Dynasty who are greedy for life and afraid of death. ”

Ye Wushuang in the war, while fighting, while sarcastic.

After a few breaths, the ten people of the Iron Blood Dynasty all lay on the ground and turned into ten cold corpses.

Ye Wushuang held the Fulong stick in his hand and stood in the center of the battlefield.

"Who else is there in Iron Will, dare to come out and fight?" he gasped, looking out of breath.

Ye Wushuang's hand pointed at the disciples of the Iron Blood Academy in the Iron Blood Army.

Ye Wushuang's roar rang out and spread throughout the battlefield.

The Iron Blood Dynasty camp, the disciple of the Iron Blood Academy, his face changed for a while, and it was extremely ugly.

Hu Tianyi is the strongest person of the same rank among them.

has been killed by Ye Wushuang, ten people played, and they were still wiped out.

For a long time, no one answered, and the disciples of the Iron Blood Academy were silent.

Seeing that no one dared to fight, Zhuang Nan's face became ugly at this time.

"Huh...... Why? Nobody dares to fight?"

Ye Wushuang chuckled lightly and said with a sarcastic face: "Before, weren't you Iron Blood Academy disciples all arrogant and arrogant? How can you all become shrinking turtles now? If not, ten more people, Lao Tzu will take it!"

Ye Wushuang gasped, with a thick disdain on his face, and sarcastically said to the other party, he had to make Zhuang Nan lose all suspicion and lead to the suppression.

"Boy, don't be rampant!"

Zhuang Nan's face was extremely gloomy at this time.

"Is it?, do you dare to come out and fight?" Ye Wushuang's eyes were full of fighting intent.

However, when Ye Wushuang's words fell, a chill appeared in Zhuang Nan's eyes, but he didn't have the impulse to make a move.

"It seems that none of you dare to fight?"

Ye Wushuang sneered, glanced at the group of disciples of the Iron Blood Academy, pondered for a moment, and suddenly spoke, speaking in an astonishing voice.

"All the triple disciples of the Mountain and Sea Realm in your Iron Blood Academy can go up together!"

Ye Wushuang's indifferent words spread throughout the audience, and the audience suddenly fell silent.

All the triple disciples of the Mountain and Sea Realm go up together?

Everyone's breathless!

On the side of the Yanlong Dynasty, everyone was stunned.

As if looking at Ye Wushuang at the center of the confrontation between the two armies on the battlefield.

On the side of the Yanlong Dynasty, the marshal Tie Jianqiu on the war horse was also stunned at this time, Ye Wushuang was actually so confident?

"Goo-toot!"

After Tie Jianqiu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he hurriedly said to Ye Wushuang: "Don't be careless, quickly take back your words!"

In the Iron Blood Dynasty, the people of the Shanghai Realm Triple Realm, even if Ye Wushuang had killed ten people just now, and a few people who had died before, there were still more than twenty people at this time, so many people made a move, it was an extremely terrifying thing.

Even a five-fold martial artist in the realm of mountains and seas had to die.

"Marshal, it's all right!"

After hearing Tie Jianqiu's worried words, Ye Wushuang's words rang in Tie Jianqiu's ears.

Tie Jianqiu's brows furrowed, Ye Wushuang had been fighting for a long time, how many True Yuan were there.

"Now pay attention to me, once Ye Wushuang is in danger, you don't have to protect me, save him at a cost!" Tie Jianqiu turned around and said to the people around him.

"Yes, Marshal!"

Those generals said without hesitation.

Everyone in the Iron Blood Academy was stunned, and then there was an uproar, and they were furious.

At this time, Zhuang Nan's face was also extremely blue.

"Made, it's so arrogant!"

"It's so arrogant, I'm going to kill him!

"Actually want to challenge all our Mountain and Sea Realm Triple Disciples, it's just looking for death, Your Highness, let's fight, we vow to kill this arrogant and ignorant thing and wash away our shame, otherwise we will return to the Imperial City, and we will have no face for the disciples in the Sword Academy!"

"Yes, Your Highness, give the order!"

"This is an insult to us, naked, naked, naked!"

"Shi Ke can not bear it, Your Highness, give the order!"

“......”

The disciples of the Iron Blood Academy were completely furious, and they all roared angrily, asking for the help of the Thirteenth Prince Zhuang Nan.

A group of eyes full of murderous intent stared at Ye Wushuang, eager to kill Ye Wushuang into slag.

Hearing everyone's words at this time, Zhuang Nan's cold gaze swept towards Ye Wushuang, and saw Ye Wushuang breathing heavily, and Ye Wushuang had been fighting for a long time, and there was not much true yuan left.

"Why? Don't you dare to do this? A bunch of cowards, go back to the Iron Blood Dynasty!"

Ye Wushuang's words were extremely humiliating.

"Okay, you guys, kill him!"

After looking at it, Zhuang Nan said in a cold voice.

There was a flickering killing intent in his eyes, Ye Wushuang was immortal, and Zhuang Nan had no face to return to China.

"Kill!" the crowd let out a roar of rage.

(End of chapter)