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Chapter 679: I Will Kill This Man

"You dream!" Feng Ming roared.

He was awakened by the mysterious man's words.

Indeed, as long as he kills Ye Qingyun, aren't these things still his?

He looked into the crowd and saw a man dressed in black slowly leaving.

Just now, the voice came from that person's mouth.

Ye Qingyun frowned slightly, but after thinking about it carefully, he chuckled.

Feng Ming's thoughts at the moment, how could he not know?

Judging from Feng Ming's performance just now, the latter must have been moved.

"Ye Qingyun, you'd better fight me to the death!" After saying this, Feng Ming suddenly heard a voice from above, and then jumped out and came to the ring.

It was time for him to compete in the first game of the tryouts.

In front of him stood a warrior, who was extremely thin, like a bamboo pole, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

After this guy saw that his opponent was Feng Ming, he scolded in his heart.

Why was my luck so unlucky, I actually met this dead pervert in the first game!

"I throw in the towel!" he shouted.

For his words, the martial artists below were not surprised at all, after all, Feng Ming was the first genius of the Phoenix faction, and he was also a martial artist of the Divine Transformation Realm, which martial artist would dare to fight with him with such strength?

And whoever dares to fight him is either confident in his own strength, or he is an extremely high-ranking figure in those factions.

"What are you talking about?" Feng Ming's eyebrows jumped up, like two small sharp swords, and what appeared in his eyes was a cold killing intent.

"I throw in the towel, I throw in the towel. Seeing his murderous gaze, the tall and thin man was as frightened as if he had seen a hungry beast, and his heart was about to jump out.

"Admit defeat, are you looking down on me?" Feng Ming looked at the martial artist in front of him evilly, with a feeling of a big bad wolf looking at a little sheep, and the arc that appeared at the corners of his mouth became larger and larger, and became more and more gloomy.

"I ...... I ......" Hearing this, the tall and thin martial artist was really depressed, and he couldn't speak, and he admitted defeat in the eyes of the other party It turned out to be a provocation?

What is the truth about this?

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew.

Immediately afterwards, in front of him, Feng Ming's figure disappeared, and when he reappeared, he came to the tall and thin man, and without saying a word, he suddenly used a martial art.

"Phoenix Sanming!"

The sound was like rolling thunder, falling into the ears of the tall and thin martial artist, and it was directly bleeding from the seven orifices. Covered in blood, his body fell outside the ring like a kite with a broken string, and his eyes were wide open, with a dead expression.

Everyone was in an uproar, and a trace of anger appeared on the faces of many warriors.

Can't you even admit defeat?

This guy is simply overbearing.

Ye Qingyun knew that the other party's action was obviously done to him, and there was no trace of fear on his face, and he still had a very calm expression.

"Ye Qingyun, have you seen it?" Suddenly, Feng Ming shifted his cold gaze to Ye Qingyun, and spit out a sentence from his mouth, his voice was cold, like a cold wind blowing: "This is your end." ”

After saying this, he walked down like an uncle.

The crowd jerked out of the way.

This guy is completely unreasonable, like a mad lion, who would dare to provoke him?

Ye Qingyun directly ignored this guy.

"That guy is so pathetic. Asked Xue Qing frowned.

Indeed, the tall and thin man was very pitiful, and he became the target of Feng Ming's anger for no reason.

Ye Qingyun sighed, the world of martial artists is so cruel.

"Die!" Just as Ye Qingyun sighed, a cold voice came from the fifth ring.

I saw a young man holding a black and gold book in his hand.

The book was suspended in the void, the pages of the book opened automatically, and then a cold light shot out and fell on the warrior in front of him, like a sharp blade gently cutting through the warrior's neck, and in an instant, blood gushed out.

The warrior's head detached from his body, slammed to the ground, and fell to the ground, unconscious.

"It's dead again!" someone shuddered with his pupils.

"It's so powerful. Zhan Xiaotian looked at the young man in the ring, holding a black and gold book in his hand, and frowned slightly.

Ye Qingyun's eyes flickered with cold light, the reason why this guy did this was different from Feng Ming's original intention.

Feng Ming deliberately let Ye Qingyun know, and deliberately stimulated Ye Qingyun.

But this guy did it out of his heart.

"The people of the Ghost Sect are all decisive in killing. His eyes flashed, in his previous life, he had also met many powerful people from the Ghost Sect, and the people who came out of this sect were all bloodthirsty people, and they even regarded their lives as extremely light, and all they cared about was the pursuit of strong strength.

To this end, they can do whatever it takes, and naturally that includes killing.

Whew!

Ahead, a white smoke appeared, and then this white smoke fell on the black and gold book in the young man's hand. Suddenly, the book bloomed with brilliant light, like a starlight.

Syllable!

The young man closed the book, then leaped lightly and disappeared into the crowd.

Many people at the scene did not know what this puff of white smoke represented.

Here, only Ye Qingyun knows what this means.

It was the soul of the dead.

The other party does not even let go of the soul of injustice, and his heart is vicious.

"I will kill this person. Ye Qingyun looked at the figure calmly.

As if sensing his gaze, the departing young man suddenly turned around and made a provocative gesture of cutting his throat at Ye Qingyun, and then jumped again, and his figure disappeared completely.

Zhan Xiaotian looked at Ye Qingyun a little strangely.

It seems that the latter has quite a few enemies, and these enemies are very strong.

Next, Ye Qingyun had another battle, and there was no doubt that he won the match.

Time flies.

The night was as dark as ink.

Above the black night hung a bright crooked moon.

At this moment, on a glorious building in the Imperial City, the lights were bright and the noise was constantly ringing.

The Battle of the Nine Outer Lines takes place for a month, and during this month, all contestants can live in the building called the Nine Majors.

There are countless houses and cultivation rooms inside.

In the center there is a black market that resembles a black market, as well as casinos, auctions, and so on.

Each house has a number, which corresponds to the player's entry number.

For example, Ye Qingyun is number 888, then the room he lives in is number 888.

He didn't go back to his room to rest, but took the Xue Qing to visit the nine departments.

Wen Xueqing was dressed very beautifully tonight, wearing a short blue skirt, revealing her snow-white beautiful legs, like a fairy.