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Chapter 1101: Nine Rings

"Don't kneel?" the young man's eyes were cold, and the killing intent on his body was released without hesitation, and then his body moved suddenly, like a tiger descending the mountain, and kicked it like a whip.

Rumble!

The freshman took a few steps back in succession, spurting out a large mouthful of blood.

The other party's cultivation is above him, and he has already reached the fifth level of the human palace realm.

With a weak cultivation, it is impossible for him to defeat the other party at all.

The young man sneered, the corners of his mouth set off an arc of murderous intent, and he continued to step forward, raising his right foot high, and then waved it out with a snort.

Boom! Boom!

The freshman was beaten into the air and landed outside the field, covered in blood.

"If you don't kneel, that's the end!" said the old student indifferently.

The people around them shook their heads violently, as if they knew about it.

"Who's going to fight me?"

The young man returned to the ring, looked at the people below, and there was a light of disdain in his eyes, so arrogant, so arrogant.

Utterly despised and completely ignored.

Ye Qingyun and the others' faces all changed.

This is a clear bully!

An old student who has been cultivating in the academy for a whole year, and then comes here to bully new students?

What kind of thing?

"Damn!" Lan took a step, wanting to fight and get a new life of justice.

At that moment, a hand was laid on his right hand.

Lan turned his head to look at it, and couldn't help but say, "Qingyun, you ......"

"I'll do it!"

Ye Qingyun said in a deep voice, after saying this, he jumped lightly, and soon came to the ring.

"Boy, get down on your knees!"

The young man looked at Ye Qingyun, and his expression was the same as before, still high up, and there was no one in his eyes.

In his opinion, the cultivation of the white-clothed young man in front of him was even worse than the previous person, and such a person would be completely defeated by him without him exerting one percent of his strength.

"Huh, this kid is playing so soon?"

Below, the old man was slightly surprised when he saw Ye Qingyun on the field.

"I'd love to see what he is capable of!" The middle-aged man sitting on the throne smiled slightly and looked at Ye Qingyun curiously.

At this moment, Ye Qingyun came to the drums of war.

No one knew what he was going to do.

Suddenly, his body moved.

The huge fist went straight to the war drum in front of it.

Smash it with a punch!

Knock! Knock!

A popping sound resounded in everyone's eardrums.

This is nine rings!

That is to say, the gravity at this moment has reached the highest level, the ninth level.

Under this gravitational field, everyone's movements become slow and stressful.

In this process, if a warrior wants to defeat the other party, it consumes not only majestic spiritual power, but also strength and perseverance.

"What are you doing?" the young man looked at the scene, his face bewildered.

After beating the war drums, Ye Qingyun returned to his original position, then pointed to the young man in front of him and said, "You kneel down for me!"

"I can make your losses look better!"

What the!

The words rang out like thunder.

People exclaimed, how could this young man in white say such a thing?

What did he think of Lao Sheng?

Actually underestimate each other so much?

This guy obviously only has the ninefold cultivation of the Holy Soul Realm, what confidence does he have to say such a thing?

"What do you say? Do you say it again?" the young man's gaze became sharp, like a blade, cold, and everyone knew he was angry.

"Didn't you really hear it?" A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Ye Qingyun's mouth, and he slowly stepped forward with his right foot, looking directly at the former, making the young man's face stiffen: "I said, you kneel down for me!"

The deep voice resounded through the sky.

Everyone was stunned!

I've never seen anyone who is crazy like this.

"Very good!" The young man laughed angrily, staring at Ye Qingyun deadly, his voice was like a poisonous snake, cold to the depths of his bone marrow: "Very good, since this is the case, I will teach you a good lesson, a new student who does not know the height of the sky!"

"Do you think that you will be invincible in the world if you enter the top ten of the Battle of Hundred Streams? In front of me, you are an ant!"

"Today, I'm going to slap you a few times!"

"Nothing can stop me!"

"Your words are like a pig farting, are you done?" Facing the other party's threat, Ye Qingyun smiled, his voice was extremely indifferent.

This made the young man's face even stiffer, and the anger in his heart grew wildly, surging madly.

"You're looking for death!"

Angry, he opened his mouth directly, only to see a strange purple flame erupt from his mouth, blazing extremely hot, shooting towards the void, and suddenly, a violent energy was generated from the void.

"This guy seems to be miserable! This is that guy's first-level supernatural power! Unexpectedly, he directly used his first-level supernatural power! It seems that he wants to make this young man in white look good!"

"Yes, that freshman is simply too rampant! Ordinary newcomers are polite to old seniors, why do you think he is so rude!"

"That's it, that's it, this guy won't end up much better!"

Everyone is not very optimistic about Ye Qingyun.

After all, just looking at the superficial cultivation, Ye Qingyun was just a ninefold Holy Soul Realm, and he hadn't even reached the Human Palace Realm, so how could he be the opponent of the fivefold martial artist of the Human Palace Realm?

Besides, that young man was a first-level supernatural power as soon as he made a move.

In the void, the furious aura was extremely agitated.

The young man's eyes were very cold, and the flames that spewed out turned into a flame sword in the void and rushed towards Ye Qingyun.

When this sword was fired, one turned into two.

Two turned into four, four into eight, eight into sixteen, and then, the sky was full of flaming swords.

"Hahaha!" The young man seemed to see the picture of Ye Qingyun's tragic death, and couldn't help laughing wildly: "Under my Ten Thousand Flame Sword, I'll see how you hide!"

Countless flames were wrapped in the entire space, like a demon beast going crazy towards Ye Qingyun.

For the sharp swords condensed by these flames, Ye Qingyun shook his head, looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes were full of banter, and he still said disdainfully: "Do I need to hide?"

These words once again made the young man's face gloomy, and the anger in his heart erupted like a volcano at this moment: "You are really looking for death!"

However, as soon as he spoke, he fell.

I saw that in front of me, several flaming swords disappeared, as if they had been swallowed by something.

Looking closely, two flames appeared above the palms of the white-clothed young man.

Both flames were black, like ink, as if they were coming from hell, and a calm aura was wantonly filling the surroundings.

After everyone felt this flame, their faces changed.