"I'll admit, you're strong, at least stronger than the Lottire. ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Ye Wushuang's mouth, and he stared at the young man and said.

At this time, crushing all the way, Ye Wushuang's momentum was about to climb to the extreme, and a wave of momentum spread out.

"However, you are still not my opponent, I see you, let's come together!"

Ye Wushuang's voice resounded throughout the audience.

Hearing Ye Wushuang's words, the audience instantly fell silent.

"Really?"

A cold voice sounded, and the audience became quieter, and in the passage, several figures walked out.

The four terrifying evil qi broke out instantly, rushing straight into the sky, rushing to the sky, instantly making everyone's expressions change greatly, the evil qi was shrouded, and a forest cold directly invaded the bone marrow, and the martial artist who lacked strength and Dao heart was covered in cold sweat.

"Powerful madness is called arrogance, and there is also a kind of madness, called ignorance and stupidity!"

The young man who walked out of the passage, his eyes, shot out endless coldness, coldly swept on Ye Wushuang's body.

"Wind Madness!"

"It's the wind maniac!"

Seeing the young man, in the fighting arena, a shocking voice sounded, and a pair of eyes shifted from Ye Wushuang's body to Feng Mad's body.

Wind Madness, the king of martial arts a year ago, is not only powerful and incomparable, but also strong and invincible, sweeping all the way, ruthless and vicious, all the warriors who fight with it, all are disabled.

Wind Madness, is the most terrifying existence in the history of the Iron Blood Fighting Arena, and was finally selected by the Iron Blood Legion to join the Iron Blood Army, a year has passed, at this time, the strength of the Wind Madness has become more terrifying, just the evil spirit, it makes people lose the power of a battle.

Hearing Feng Mad's words, Ye Wushuang's eyes were extremely calm, but in Han Shan's eyes, a terrifying killing intent erupted, and a terrifying gaze looked directly at Feng Mad.

In the eyes of others, the unstoppable wind is crazy, and in the eyes of Han Shan, as long as he offends Ye Wushuang, he is their brother's enemy.

In the depths of Hua Wuyang's eyes, murderous intent also flashed.

Feng Mani's tone was extremely cold, and he was as arrogant as an emperor, but if he was potentially scolded Ye Wushuang for being stupid, they couldn't agree.

"Are you sure you want to get them together?"

In the passage of the fighting arena, a burly figure stepped out, with a smile in his eyes, looking at Ye Wushuang. The man was none other than the centurion of the Iron Blood Army Legion, Xue Rentu.

Xue Rentu made a sound, and Feng Mania's head lowered, although among these people, Feng Mania's strength was the strongest, and everything was arranged by him, but in front of Xue Rentu, Feng Maniac did not dare to have the slightest disrespect.

Seeing Xue Rentu, Ye Wushuang's eyes shrank.

The feeling that Xue Rentu gave him was very terrifying!

The evil aura on Xue Rentu's body was extremely terrifying, the moment Ye Wushuang looked at Xue Rentu, he felt that Xue Rentu was like a killing god in the sea of corpses and blood, as if the entire sky had turned bloody.

Hearing Xue Rentu's words, Ye Wushuang took a deep breath and said, "Yes, I just want to win the Fighting Heavenly King in one battle!"

In the blink of an eye, Ye Wushuang seemed to be incarnated as a young god of war.

"Something interesting!"

Xue Ren's eyes that fell on Ye Wushuang retracted, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the moment just now, in order to test Ye Wushuang, Xue Rentu secretly urged his martial spirit imprint, to Xue Rentu's surprise, Ye Wushuang only lost his mind for a short moment, and then returned to normal.

This made him feel very curious, what kind of little guy Ye Wushuang was.

Xue Rentu's martial spirit is very special, it is a killing blood cloud, as soon as his martial spirit appears, the whole world will turn bloody, and it is for this reason that Xue Rentu is in the Iron Blood Legion, almost in an invincible state, and has a natural suppression of the enemy.

Moreover, Xue Rentu's martial spirit was promoted to the heaven level, and it was too powerful.

Ye Wushuang was able to resist a trace of his evil spirit, and Xue Rentu naturally appreciated it very much.

"Boy, you're winning ninety-six games in a row now, right?"

Xue Rentu said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Lord Hui, I am indeed winning ninety-six matches in a row now, and I am still four games away from winning the title of King of Martial Arts!"

Ye Wushuang looked at Xue Rentu, neither humble nor arrogant.

"What do you want to do?"

Seeing Ye Wushuang, Xue Rentu became more and more interested, in the Iron Blood Legion, almost no one dared to look at him, but Ye Wushuang's cultivation was not high, but this courage, Xue Rentu appreciated it very much.

"I want to win the first battle!"

Ye Wushuang's eyes were full of battle intent!

In the voice, there is confidence.

"Do you think you can win them?"

Xue Rentu was even more interested, before coming to the fighting arena, he was very angry because he had lost Bai Junyu, but now that he saw Ye Wushuang, he found that Ye Wushuang was much more outstanding than Bai Junyu.

"Naturally, if you dare to challenge, you will definitely win!" A smile appeared on the corner of Ye Wushuang's mouth.

"Wind madness, arrange for them to have fun with this kid, but don't be too heavy, don't kill it!" Xue Rentu looked at Ye Wushuang, and his body didn't move.

"Understood!"

The wind behind Xue Rentu looked at Ye Wushuang, still with a look of disdain.

Turning to the few people behind him, he said, "Have fun with him!"

"Understood!"

Several people nodded slightly at the wind maniac, glanced at each other, and their bodies instantly swept onto the fighting arena, surrounding Ye Wushuang in the center.

Seeing this scene, the entire fighting arena instantly boiled.

"What did I see, Ye Wushuang actually wants to win the Fighting Heavenly King in a fight?"

The woman who presided over the fight, her voice was incredible.

"Unparalleled, unparalleled, unparalleled in the world!"

In the fighting arena, everyone was excited, waving and shouting for Ye Wushuang!

"Fight!"

At this time, in Ye Wushuang's eyes, the battle intent broke out instantly, and I saw the position of Ye Wushuang's eyebrows, the martial spirit manifested, and the terrifying aura was finally revealed!

"The Snake Mark?"

Seeing the martial spirit manifested at the center of Ye Wushuang's eyebrows, Xue Ren's eyes showed a contemplative look. Immediately afterward, his face was hot, and even trembling with excitement.

Ye Wushuang stood in the center of the fighting arena, holding the Coiling Dragon God Pillar in his hand, like a young god of war.

"Kill!"

The four members of the Iron Blood Legion roared in unison and attacked Ye Wushuang in an instant.

Each casts a means to attack Ye Wushuang from four different positions.

"Nether Dragon Shadow!"

Ye Wushuang's body instantly turned into a phantom, passing through the attacks of the four people, and the four of them all missed with a single blow.

"Nether Dragon Shadow!"

Seeing Ye Wushuang display the shadow of the Netherworld Dragon, the eyes of the old man in the audience became extremely hot, and the wine bag in his hand instantly made a tsunami-like sound, as if there was a sea hidden in his wine bag, not a pot of wine.

"Netherworld Dragon Shadow, Holy Dragon Mark!"

The old man looked at Ye Wushuang, his body trembled a little, and he poured a large mouthful of turbid wine into his mouth, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was extremely rich.

"The Holy Emperor has a queen!"

The old man muttered to himself, his eyes extremely hot.