Chapter 1584 Hitomi Flying

After Ye Qingyun left the main hall.

The person in front of him told him where he lived, Ye Qingyun was bored, so he went out alone, and after asking people, he learned that the funeral knife and others were now in the martial arts arena.

The Fighting Arena is the most glorious building here.

Soon, Ye Qingyun came to the martial arts arena.

The martial arts arena in front of him is surrounded by huge iron bars.

At this moment, in the center, a warrior with a long knife was stepping on it, and there were ten demon beasts around him.

"Sandstonemon. ”

Looking at the ten demon beasts, Ye Qingyun recognized them at once.

The monsters in front of them were covered with stones, and they looked extremely hard.

The warrior in the center was the burial knife.

The funeral knife raised his middle finger at someone, and looked up to the sky and laughed: "It's done in a second!"

With that, the funeral knife swung the giant knife in his hand vigorously.

The body of the knife bloomed with incomparably brilliant light, and the sword qi rushed straight out, surging over like an ocean.

With just such a knife, the body of the ten sandstone beasts could not resist this violent sword qi, and the body clicked and fell apart.

One second, the whole process only takes one second.

The young man above the iron fence saw this scene, and his eyes sharpened.

Previously, it took him two seconds to kill the ten sandstone beasts.

And now there is someone who is even faster than him.

This made him feel a little aggrieved.

His figure jumped down from the bar, and with a thud, a wave of air rolled up.

The tall body released endless domineering at this moment.

"You're qualified to fight me!"

There were six pupils in the young man's pupils.

Ye Qingyun knew that the pupil represented strength to the people who devoured the Eye Clan, it was a symbol of strength, and of course, it was also a symbol of status.

Take the Devouring Empress, who has eight pupils in her eyes, which is extremely bewitching.

Her strength is undoubtedly the most powerful among the Devouring Eye Clan.

"What's going on?" Ye Qingyun walked to Long Chen's side and asked.

"That's right, there was a little conflict between the burial knife and this young man, but now it seems that this contradiction has become bigger......" Long Chen said.

I only heard the people who devoured the Eyed Clan from all directions constantly shouting: "Defeat him, defeat him, take back the glory that belongs to our Devouring Eye!"

"Defeat him!"

"Defeat him, defeat him, defeat him!"

The crazy sound sounded like a trumpet, and it was exciting.

Among these Devouring Eye Clansmen, Ye Qingyun and the others were outsiders.

"You're not qualified to fight me!" Below, the burial knife stared at the man in front of him rather contemptuously, with undisguised disdain in his voice.

"What did you say?" Hearing this, the young man's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he was furious: "You are looking for death!"

A black spear suddenly appeared in his hand.

The spear burst through the air, condensing a large shadow of a spear in the void, rolling towards the burial knife.

In the face of the other party's move, the funeral knife sneered a few times, and at the same time, holding the long knife in his hand, he swung it away violently, and the terrifying knife aura suddenly appeared, and the knife shadow fell like a waterfall, and the momentum was enough to make people frightened.

Rumble!

The shadows of the terrifying knives fell, colliding with each other.

The young man's body landed directly behind him like a kite that had lost its string, crossed a line of blood in the void, and flew upside down, screaming again and again.

When the surrounding warriors saw this scene, they were all stunned, and immediately, their eyes looking at the funeral knife were full of murderous intent.

The burial knife didn't kill the other party, after all, this is the place to devour the Eye Clan.

It's just that the man obviously didn't want to let go of the funeral knife, and when he fell, a black dagger appeared in his hand at some point, and with a sudden force, the dagger slashed towards the neck of the funeral knife like lightning.

This is to seal the throat with a sword!

When Ye Qingyun saw this scene, his eyes were sharp, his body trembled, and he shot out violently at a thunderous speed, and then held the Ruthless Holy Dragon Sword in his right hand, using this sword to resist the other party.

Sonorous!

The furious sword aura on the body of the Ruthless Saint Dragon Sword surged around, directly splitting the incoming dagger in two.

"Let you live, are you still like this? I really don't know how the word death is written until I die. Ye Qingyun said mercilessly, his eyes glowing with coldness.

When the man heard this, anger welled up on his face.

"I guess I think that's for you!" Suddenly, in the void, an indifferent voice sounded.

When this voice was heard, the body of the man below trembled visibly, and it was trembling with excitement.

Almost at this moment, the warriors around him began to become excited, and they were all about to dance.

"It's Hitomi!"

What makes these people so excited is the identity of the person who came.

Hitomi Fei, the genius of the younger generation of geniuses in the Devouring Eye Clan, at the age of twenty-five, he has seven pupils in his eyes, which is second only to the number of pupils of the Devouring Empress.

Countless people see him as the successor to the Devouring Empress.

At this moment, he was wearing a gray robe, standing in the void, and those eyes shot out bursts of pupil power.

Each eye has seven pupils of different colors, which are extremely eerie, but full of power.

Tong Fei looked at the young man below and helped the latter up: "Brother, you stand aside first, brother will help you!"

It turned out that the young man below was Hitomi Fei's biological brother, and it was no wonder that the latter was so angry.

But who's to blame for all this?

"Come, I'll fight you!"

Tong Fei pointed to the funeral knife and Ye Qingyun, and said, "You two together, otherwise there will be no chance!"

Very arrogant, very domineering.

This is the confidence that comes from his strong strength.

When the people around them heard this, they were as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they all became excited.

Ye Qingyun frowned, it was originally a very small matter, but now this matter has become bigger.

"Two together, I can do it with one!" Hearing this, the funeral knife sneered, directly holding the long knife in his hand, and the next moment, endless knife qi poured out like a tide, and that knife qi was enough to make people's hearts tremble.

"Humph!"

For the arrogance of the burial knife, Hitomi Fei's eyes gradually became cold, and suddenly, the first pupil in his eyes lit up.

As the first pupil lit up, a whirlpool appeared above his head.

The whirlpool kept turning, sucking all the knife qi out of the funeral knife.

"Is a knife without sword qi still a knife man?" the cold figure rolled out of Hitomi Fei's throat, and there was a taste of contempt in his eyes.

"Next, eat me!"

The second pupil in his eyes lit up suddenly, and then, a mass of air in front of him continued to gather, as if to condense something.