Chapter 656: The King of the Black Fist

"My name. Ye Qingyun looked the person in front of him up and down.

This person (身shēn) is well-proportioned, with slender fingers and a handsome appearance, but his eyes are extremely strange, and the faint light flashes back and forth.

Today, Ye Qingyun is here to find someone, not to fight.

He sneered, stopped looking at the man, and turned away, ignoring the latter.

The young man was slightly stunned, but there was no anger on his face, but a playful smile: "Interesting." ”

At this moment, Ye Qingyun had already come to the front, where there was a huge ring.

Above, two warriors with the upper half (body shēn)** are fighting in the same way as (肉ròu).

The fists collided with each other, and the void trembled slightly, obviously, their strength was good.

For the battle between these two people, Ye Qingyun didn't have the heart to watch it at all, and he didn't want to watch it, at this moment, he was only worried about the safety of Wen Xue (情 qíng).

Suddenly, a person walked over, looked at Ye Qingyun, and said slowly, "Your Excellency is Ye Qingyun." ”

Ye Qingyun was slightly stunned and glanced at this person, this is a hunchbacked old man.

"Ye Gongzi, please come here. The hunchbacked old man pointed in one direction with his right hand and said lightly.

There's an attic there.

Ye Qingyun didn't think much about it, and stepped in directly.

After entering the door, I found a chair at the front, and on the chair sat a middle-aged man, at this moment, he was playing with three dark blue balls in his right hand with his eyes closed.

Sensing that someone was coming, the middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face, but this smile looked a little (yin yīn) sen.

The hunchbacked old man was already standing beside the middle-aged man (body shēn) at this moment, looking extremely respectful.

"You are Ye Qingyun?" the middle-aged man spoke, his voice a little low, as if it was coming from the sea.

This middle-aged man is definitely a strong man, and his cultivation has already stepped into the realm of transforming gods.

Ye Qingyun glanced at the middle-aged man more, and then the old man's words came to his mind.

The person in front of him should be Duan Hantian, one of the top ten princes of the imperial family.

"My people. Ye Qingyun was not polite, and went straight to the point, which was the only purpose for him to come here.

"Huh?" Hearing this, a look of displeasure appeared on the hunchbacked old man's face, and he took a step forward and shouted: "What are you (body shēn), don't you kneel down quickly when you see the prince!"

He looked extremely arrogant.

A minion is so arrogant?

Ye Qingyun sneered again and again in his heart, but he still spit out three words: "My person!"

Duan Hantian looked at Ye Qingyun deeply, and then said, "If you want to see your person, it's very simple, as long as you can defeat someone, I will bring that person here." ”

His eyes sparkled,

"Which one?" Ye Qingyun asked directly, his tone cold and confident.

"Come out. Duan Hantian shouted outside.

Suddenly, a (身shēn) figure quickly appeared.

Ye Qingyun has seen this person.

It was the arrogant young man just now.

"Everyone calls me the King of Black Fists, I'm glad to know you, Ye Qingyun. The young man's voice paused, then he changed his words and said coldly, "I'm glad that you can be my one hundred and first corpse." ”

The faint words reveal arrogance.

His meaning was obvious, Ye Qingyun was going to die in his hands.

For this remark, Ye Qingyun just smiled, and his expression (情qíng) was full of contempt.

And his expression (情qíng) directly made the King of Black Fist angry: "Do you think you can win me?"

You must know that he is the king of black boxing, and he is the number one existence on the black boxing list.

Moreover, the difference in strength between the second-ranked person and him is like heaven and earth!

And now, Ye Qingyun dared to show such a disdainful expression, how could he not be angry?

"The King of the Black Fist is just a title, come one, I'll fight one, come two, I'll fight two. Ye Qingyun said disdainfully.

"What did you say?" When the King of the Black Fist heard this, his eyes immediately sharpened, piercing the sky like a sharp blade.

Ye Qingyun's words are really arrogant.

Duan Hantian's pupils also shrank slightly, but Xuan even sneered.

Young man, I don't know how thick the sky is.

Later, he wanted to see what this young man in white was capable of.

"Go out and have a try, I'll give you a good time. The King of the Black Fist pulled back his sleeves, revealing a white and clean hand, twisting his wrist slightly, making a crisp sound, and returning to the void.

"If you think you're going to lose face, I can play with you outside. Ye Qingyun also saw it, this tenth prince Duan Hantian had something to ask him, and now the other party wanted to see how strong he was.

And he will fulfill the other party now, let Duan Hantian's dog eyes widen, and take a good look at his strength.

"How dare a piece of garbage talk to me like that?" the extremely unkind voice came from the mouth of the Black Fist King, and he sneered again and again.

Soon, the two sides were out of the attic.

When people saw the appearance of the Ten Princes Duan Hantian, they all gave way to it, and when they learned that Ye Qingyun challenged the King of the Black Fist, everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Qingyun (身shēn).

Isn't this guy crazy? Doesn't he know how powerful the King of the Black Fist is?

At this moment, the young man was already standing in the ring, his eyes were extremely condescending and domineering to scan the audience, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his face was disdainful.

He could clearly see the gazes of those below, which had a deep look of worship in them.

Now he is as bright as the stars.

"Come on, I'll give you a good time!" said the young man domineeringly, his voice revealing irrepressible confidence.

"It's not necessarily who gives whom pleasure. Ye Qingyun sneered, jumped lightly, and came to the ring.

"Arrogance!" Hearing Ye Qingyun's words, the young man was naturally furious, and the whole (body shēn) killing intent (shooting shè) was released, and the hands suddenly became bigger and thicker, like a hammer, shining.

"Iron bull arm?" Ye Qingyun looked at this scene, was slightly stunned, then thought of something, and smiled strangely: "No wonder you can rank first on the black boxing list, it turns out that you have this iron bull arm!"

The other party can have such results, not because he has great strength, but because he has iron bull arms.

It's just that Ye Qingyun wondered how this guy got this iron bull arm?

Among the different arms, the Iron Bull Arm has not yet entered the list, but it is much stronger than the arms of normal humans, and the warriors with the Iron Bull Arm will have great strength.

In his previous life, Ye Qingyun had a different arm, called the Dragon Slaying Arm, which was evolved from the Dragon Slaying Knife, which was extremely powerful, and could slaughter a giant dragon under one knife.

It's just that after he was framed and reborn, this dragon slaying arm disappeared.