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Chapter 1094: Nine Drums

This killing intent is substantial.

The murderous intent in the young man's eyes skyrocketed, and between the shots, he held the long sword in his hand, and the long sword was about to be aimed at the heart of the warrior.

The warrior's face changed slightly, and he was about to resist, but the speed of the sword was too fast.

An arc was drawn through the void and landed in his heart.

Bang!

His body fell directly to the ground, and there was no more breath.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding warriors couldn't help but take a few steps back, raised their heads, and looked at the young man.

"I said that waste is waste, and even a waste dares to talk to me like this, and seek death!" said the young man with a cruel look on his face, and did not seem to think that there was anything wrong with killing this man, but said so, completely disregarding human life as a mustard.

"This person is Wang Ziduan from the Wang family, not long ago, he got the blood of the White Tiger God, and his cultivation increased dramatically overnight, and he has reached the triple level of the human palace realm. ”

"This guy has always been eager to repay ......"

Wang Ziduan glanced around very indifferently and grinned.

In the other direction, the old man didn't react, for he had long been accustomed to this kind of thing.

"Congratulations, knock on the nine sounds! You have successfully entered the third round of the Battle of the Hundred Streams!"

When Wang Ziduan heard this, he couldn't help but raise his head, very arrogant, in his opinion, no one could surpass him.

"Who's next?" asked the old man.

"I'll do it!"

A faint voice came.

The surrounding warriors followed this voice, and saw a young man in a blue robe walking out slowly.

Lan looked at Ye Qingyun and smiled slightly: "I'll go first!"

Ye Qingyun nodded.

So, under Ye Qingyun's gaze, Lan's figure flashed, and he came directly to the huge pillar, and then under the gaze of the people around him, his figure shot forward like an arrow from the string.

The fist fell directly on the drum!

"Knock! knock......"

The sound of the nine drums was also heard clearly.

It's over!

For this scene, Ye Qingyun was not surprised.

Lan has been cultivating desperately in this short period of time, and his cultivation has reached the seventh level of the Holy Soul Realm, and his blue eyes have become sharper, full of the power of his pupils.

It is not a difficult thing for him to be able to pass this hurdle.

Lan smiled slightly, and returned to Ye Qingyun's side under the envious gaze of everyone.

Ye Qingyun smiled back, and was just about to go out, when at this moment, a disdainful voice came from his ears.

"It's not good to beat the nine drums so hard! I think the third round will be hanged!" It was the extremely domineering young man from before, Wang Ziduan, who spoke!

Wang Ziduan was a little unhappy with Lan's success.

Also, he is like this himself, making ridiculous remarks, falling into the well, and not seeing the good of others.

He raised his head arrogantly, sneered repeatedly, looked at Lan, and said disdainfully: "If you meet me in the next round, I believe your luck will run out!"

To his words, Lan also responded with a sneer: "I hope it is as you say!"

These words immediately angered Wang Ziduan.

"What did you say?"

Wang Ziduan's eyes sharpened: "Do you have a kind of say again?"

Lan is not a soft egg, he took a step and snorted coldly: "I hope it is as you say!"

"You're looking for death!"

Wang Ziduan suddenly became furious.

This is a war if you don't agree with each other!

This Wang Ziduan is also too arrogant!

The triple cultivation of the human palace realm completely erupted in the next moment, just like mountains and seas.

Shout!

Several afterimages appeared in the void.

Immediately after, Wang Ziduan's figure rushed towards Lan like a sharp sword, and his whole body shot up and down to release a strong killing intent.

In the face of this killing intent, Lan's face became solemn, and he naturally knew that it was obviously impossible to defeat the other party with his current cultivation.

However, at this moment, Ye Qingyun, who was standing beside him, took a step suddenly.

Then the fist directly grazed the void in the next moment, with a spark, and then collided with the other party violently!

The next moment, the two figures staggered.

The short discussion made Wang Ziduan's face solemn.

"You can resist my punch?"

When Ye Qingyun heard this, he felt a little funny, and mocked: "The power of your punch is not great, why can't I catch it?"

For this, Wang Ziduan was enraged again.

It can be seen that he is a person who is easily provoked.

"You are armed with the blood of a divine beast, and you beat the nine drums just now, which is what should have happened, but it makes you so arrogant, I really don't know what qualifications you have to be arrogant?"

Ye Qingyun has long been unaccustomed to what Wang Ziduan has done, and more importantly, this guy dares to kill his brother Lan?

"Huh?" Wang Ziduan's gaze instantly became sharp, like a sharp blade, revealing a chill: "Boy, then how do you beat these nine drums?"

"I don't have to go up to beat these nine drums!"

Ye Qingyun said lightly, with a confident expression.

And his words were like a boulder falling on the water, causing ripples.

Everyone was instantly shocked.

That's so arrogant!

Everyone knows that beating these nine drums is not an easy task, but this young man in white actually said such a thing?

Even the old man standing on the pillar frowned, stared at Ye Qingyun with an unkind expression, and said in a deep voice: "Little guy, even if you fuse the blood of the Purple Dragon Divine Spirit, it is not easy to beat these nine drums, let alone beat them without going up!"

"That's it, this guy is so arrogant, does he really think that this drum beat is so easy to sound? I just tried, and every drum has a set of formations, and one formation is stronger than the other! When it comes to the last set, it will be ten times more powerful than the first one!"

Everyone looked at Ye Qingyun and felt that his words were too crazy.

Since the second stop of the Battle of Bailiu is based on the beating of nine drums, this level will definitely not be so easy.

Facing the doubts of the people around him, Ye Qingyun just showed a faint smile.

The smile is very confident.

Suddenly, his hands were up!

Yes, it was manual, his figure did not move, apparently not intending to go up to the pillar and beat the nine drums at close range.

"You, look at it!"

Ye Qingyun scolded, his right hand clenched his fist, and then there was a faint dragon roar in the fist, and finally, his fist quickly slammed forward, condensing a blood-colored dragon at the fist.

The dragon swam in the void, then blasted forward.

This blood-colored dragon is not an ordinary dragon, but an undead dragon!

The entire heaven and earth trembled violently at this moment, and everyone's eyes were focused on the giant dragon.