Chapter 655: Hell Boxing Arena

"Actually, this hell boxing stadium is a bit similar to the existence of the black market, except that it is not used to buy things, but to kill people. ”

"You don't need to use weapons to kill, you can only use brute force, that is, (flesh ròu) fighting. ”

Speaking of this hell boxing arena, the old man frowned slightly.

This Hell Fist King was created by Duan Hantian, the tenth prince of the imperial family.

According to what Elder Cang said, Duan Hantian was a fierce person.

Ye Qingyun frowned slightly, he and Duan Hantian didn't know each other at all, and there was no entanglement between the two at all, let alone hatred at all.

And now the other party actually grabbed and asked Xue (情qíng)?

What does this mean exactly?

He couldn't figure it out, but in the end, he decided to go to the hell boxing arena.

A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and with a step of his right foot, the entire (body shēn) form vanished, like a gust of wind.

"Ye Gongzi!" Old Man saw the young man in white who was in a hurry to leave, and wanted to ask the latter if he wanted to bring a few strong men with him, but the other party disappeared in the blink of an eye, which was simply too fast.

A moment later, Ye Qingyun's (body shēn) shadow had already appeared on a black street, and after asking someone, he was heading forward.

Passing through a deep road, Ye Qingyun found that there was a light flickering in front of him.

It's clearly hell boxing stadium.

Just as he was about to take a step, suddenly a cold voice (Yin yīn) blew like a gust of wind, and Hui ((swing dàng) dàng) was in Ye Qingyun's ears.

"Your Excellency is a member of the royal family?"

Ye Qingyun's footsteps paused slightly, then shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "No." ”

"That's the top twenty people on the Black Boxing Rankings?" the voice came again, still cold.

Ye Qingyun still shook his head and replied, "No." ”

"Is that the top five of the disciples of the nine major factions?" Speaking of this, the voice was already extremely impatient, as if it was about to drive a dog, and the voice was getting colder and colder, which sounded like a strong feeling of creepy.

"It's not. Ye Qingyun replied truthfully.

Yes yes, no yes no. There is no need for him to lie.

Moreover, he doesn't care about these (body shēn) parts at all, in the face of absolute strength, what do these (body shēn) parts look at?

"You're not, that's not, aren't you just rubbish?"

"Stinky boy, are you playing with me? No, you still want to come here to watch the show?"

When the voice fell, the entire space trembled slightly, and the chill spread for thousands of miles, as if it could freeze the surroundings, which was extremely terrifying.

However, this threatening word did not work at all for Ye Qingyun,

He still took a step forward, the breeze blowing, and his long hair flew flying.

And seeing his action, the person who came out before became angry at this moment, and his voice was extremely cold and cold: "Stinky boy, are you looking for death?"

As soon as the words fell, a huge palm suddenly appeared in the void, and a terrifying spiritual power was wrapped between the five fingers, and in an instant, it attacked like a mountain and a sea.

Looking at this palm, what appeared on Ye Qingyun's face was not fear, but playfulness.

He jumped suddenly, slapped his palm violently, and the amazing spiritual power soared into the sky and fell straight on the other party.

The two palms collided, and then, a violent spiritual power spread. Immediately after, a scream erupted from the void.

A (身shēn) shadow falls to the ground like a kite that has lost its string.

The man raised his head and found the imposing young man in white standing above, his pupils trembling violently, and he said tremblingly, "I ......"

"You can't even catch my move, and you still call me a waste? What qualifications do you have to say?" Ye Qingyun glanced coldly at the people below and stepped on it unceremoniously.

"Ahh

The sound echo ((swing dàng) dàng) is in the void.

"Who dares to go wild here!" his voice directly attracted the attention of the patrolman.

With a long roar, I saw a burly body appear in the void.

This is a great man, Hun (body shēn) has rolling spiritual power up and down, and his cultivation is in the Nine Folds of the Heavenly Netherworld.

This cultivation looks good, but in Ye Qingyun's eyes, it is not enough at all.

"Who am I?" Ye Qingyun snorted coldly, his eyes flashed with a cold luster, like a sharp blade, ((forced bī)bī) extremely human: "You should know very well!"

"For the sake of your hard cultivation, give you three seconds to disappear in front of me immediately, otherwise, die!"

The cold words came out of Ye Qingyun's mouth, and the entire space seemed to freeze.

When the big man heard this, he was naturally furious, he was also a big man with a head and a face here, and his cultivation was not low, but now he was so scorned by a stinky boy, he was directly angry in his heart, and roared: "Stinky boy, you are looking for death!"

With that, he took a step, and his right hand continued to grow in size in the next moment, as thick as a tiger's leg, and the surging spiritual power roared in the next moment.

Jumping up in one step, (身shēn) is shaped like a tiger descending the mountain, and the momentum is huge.

Rumble!

"Boy, die!"

A cold voice came out of his mouth.

In the next moment, the shadows of the two of them staggered in the void.

The two fists collided with each other like divine weapons, rubbing sparks in the void, and amazing spiritual power swept around like waves.

Soon, the two of them quickly crossed over in their (身shēn) forms.

A (身shēn) shadow 浑 (身shēn) is blood, and when you look closely, his face is filled with intense incredulity, and the expression (情qíng) seems to say that he never thought that he would be defeated, and he was defeated so completely.

"I've already given you a chance, why don't you cherish it?" said another (身shēn) shadow in a frivolous voice.

When the person lying on the ground saw this scene, his pupils shrank sharply, and his face was full of fear.

He didn't expect the young man in white in front of him to be so powerful.

You must know that the big man just now is ranked fifteenth on the black boxing list.

The power of the big man's punch just now could shatter a small mountain range, but when it landed on this white-clothed young man (body shēn), nothing happened.

In this way, the power of this young man in white is above this big man?

Strange!

This guy's heart trembled violently, and the gaze he looked at Ye Qingyun was completely different.

Ye Qingyun sneered, the other party wanted to die, he had no choice but to fulfill the other party, he strode away, and was about to take a few steps, suddenly, a voice floated.

"Yes, yes, you killed the fifteenth person on the Black Boxing List, you are very good, it is worth telling me, your name. "In the darkness slowly walked out a person, this person (身shēn) was slender, and looked very young, about twenty-two years old, but his eyes were very cold, like a poisonous snake.