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Chapter 1095: You're optimistic

"You're good at it!"

A deep voice rolled out of Ye Qingyun's throat.

The hundred-meter-long illusory blood-colored dragon in the void rushed upwards at an extremely alarming speed.

Bursts of brilliant light emanated, and the power of the formation came out.

The power of these formations was like a hard wall blocking the dragon's advance.

However.

The next moment, a low popping sound sounded.

Immediately afterward, everyone found that the formations were shattering layer by layer at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The faces of the people changed greatly.

"He actually did!"

"What the hell is this? Isn't it hard to beat those nine drums?"

Knock! knock......

Nine consecutive drums sounded, echoing throughout the heavens and the earth.

It was as if the heads of all the warriors had been slashed by thunder.

I never thought that Ye Qingyun could really do this.

Even the old man, who was a little unhappy before, had a shocked look on his face at this moment.

He didn't expect the drum to be beaten so easily.

The nine drum sounds mean a lot in deeds, representing nine sets of formations, and the power of each set of formations is extremely powerful.

"Has it passed?" Ye Qingyun raised his head, looked at the old man, and said lightly.

The voice was flat, but it still sounded shocking to everyone.

"Passed. The old man was stunned for a while, and finally spoke, looking at Ye Qingyun's gaze was already different, without any disdain, some just strong attention.

When Wang Ziduan heard this, his face twitched violently, and a trace of anger appeared on his face.

The other party is so provocative, this is simply looking for death!

In an instant, in his heart, he already had a strong killing intent towards Ye Qingyun.

Next, the major warriors continued to go up and beat the drum, and only those who sounded the nine drums could enter the next stage, which was the third battle of the Battle of the Hundred Streams.

Top 20!

During this period, Ye Qingyun sat cross-legged and cultivated for a while.

And then time passed again, and in the void, the old figure suddenly came out with a rolling voice: "Next is the top twenty!"

"The destination is not here, but ahead, everyone follow me!"

As he spoke, the old man stepped into the void and walked forward.

The crowd followed.

Soon, they came to a clearing surrounded by mountains.

Not far away there is an old tree on which stands a black eagle.

The eagle was startled when he saw so many people coming, flapped his wings, and flew towards the sky.

However, at this moment, a cold light shot out and fell on its body.

"Quack!"

Xuanying screamed, his entire body lost its center of gravity, and fell to the ground with a bang.

The young man who shot at Xuanying looked at Ye Qingyun provocatively, and spit out a cold sentence in his mouth: "See? This is your end!"

Regarding Wang Ziduan's provocation, Ye Qingyun smiled and didn't pay too much attention to it.

"The next top 20 are very simple, do you see it?" The old man didn't pay attention to the dispute between Wang Ziduan and Ye Qingyun, he pointed ahead and said slowly.

I saw eighteen puppets in front of me.

These puppets sit cross-legged.

"Challenge them, count them according to the number, and after success, they will be ranked, and the top twenty people will be the top twenty this time!" the old man's deep voice sounded.

"I'm coming!"

As soon as the voice fell, a young warrior walked out of the crowd, with a long sword at his waist and a black suit, striding over, with confidence in his demeanor.

"Name the number of challenges you want to try!"

The young man thought for a moment, then said, "Ten!"

Rumble!

At this moment, ten of the puppets sitting cross-legged stood up, and they moved their bodies and made a crackling sound.

When the young man saw this, he drew his sword with his right hand and fought fiercely with these puppets.

Sonorous!

The sword fell on the puppet, but they didn't feel the slightest pain.

These puppet bodies are all made of dark iron, and their own defense is very high.

However, they look extremely clumsy, and they don't know any martial arts, just random attacks.

The young man's sword slashed and wandered among the puppets.

Eventually, with ten muffled voices, the ten puppets fell to the ground in unison.

Clearly, the Youth Challenge has succeeded!

"Ten!" the old man glanced at and said lightly.

This is not a good result, after all, it is only ten challenges.

The young man withdrew his sword, and strode back to its original position.

"Who else is going to challenge next?" the old man looked around.

"I'll come!" At this moment, Wang Ziduan suddenly took a step, and was just about to start, when he thought of something, he looked at Ye Qingyun: "Boy, why don't we make a bet?"

"See who challenges more puppets and succeeds? The loser calls the other party father, and I still bet on this, do you dare?"

As he spoke, he took out a stone from the spatial ring.

Looking at this stone, Ye Qingyun's complexion changed slightly.

"This is the Pupil Stone, which is of great benefit to your cultivation!" Da Lei also discovered this stone and said excitedly.

The stone in front of me is a bit like an eye, and there is a black pupil in the center, and it can still move!

This is the pupil stone.

Ye Qingyun has the Devouring Eye, absorbing the energy in this Pupil Stone, which will be of great benefit to the Devouring Eye.

Originally, he didn't want to bet with the other party, but when he saw this pupil stone, Ye Qingyun instantly changed his attention.

"Good!"

"I wonder what you can come up with?" Wang Ziduan said extremely provocatively, in his opinion, Ye Qingyun, who came from a first-class continent at the end, was a hillbilly, and he would definitely not be able to take out anything valuable.

"Is this enough?" In the face of the other party's provocation, Ye Qingyun snorted coldly, and as he spoke, he took out a martial art from the space ring.

It says the Great Demon Prisoner's Finger Tips!

"This is an earth-level martial art?"

When the people around saw this scene, their eyes turned red.

"Hahaha!" Seeing this martial art, Wang Ziduan was also happy, in his opinion, he could get this martial art later.

Earth-level martial arts have a lot of temptation for him.

However, since Ye Qingyun dared to take it out, would he give it to him for nothing?

Ye Qingyun will not do things that he is not sure of.

"Boy, look at it, how did I challenge these eighteen puppets!" Wang Ziduan laughed wildly.

As his voice fell, the people around him exploded directly.

"What? He's going to challenge eighteen puppets?"

"Eighteen puppets is already the most, if it succeeds, what is it better than?"

The old man raised his head, looked at Wang Ziduan, and asked, "Are you sure you want to challenge the eighteen puppets?"

"I'm sure!" Wang Ziduan had a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, which was disdainful.