On the martial arts arena, those people from Beichen Kingdom were already standing there waiting for Ye Qiqi.

Ye Qiqi walked straight to the middle of them, his eyes swept around them, and then said in a crisp voice: "Let's start, you guys come first." ”

Those few people turned their heads, you look at me, I look at you, and immediately unceremoniously shot at Ye Qiqi at the same time.

The battle was fierce on the martial arts field here, but an entourage of Beichen Kingdom over there hurriedly ran to Zi'an Palace, and as soon as he saw the envoy of Beichen Kingdom, he left and knelt down on one knee and panted towards him: "Lord Fang, it's not good, the emperor of the Mo Kingdom doesn't know where to find a master, just now in the martial arts field, he has already defeated the two masters of our Beichen Kingdom, and now, the remaining masters are fighting that person on the field together." ”

"Huh??" Fang Yingjie, the envoy of the Beichen Kingdom, is an old man who is more than half a hundred years old, although he has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and Fang Ting has wide ears, but he doesn't know why, his eyes just reveal a sly light, "Master? How can there be any masters in this Mexican country? ”

Fang Yingjie looked at the entourage with a disdainful expression, holding a teacup in his hand, and slowly sat down on the chair in the room and said, "Besides, so many people in our Beichen Kingdom beat him at the same time, are you afraid that you won't be able to beat him?" ”

"Lord Fang, what is the situation in the martial arts arena...... It seems that the people on our side really can't beat it! The attendant looked up and looked at him with an anxious expression.

"What?" Fang Yingjie was slightly stunned, looked at him with an incredible expression on his face, and said, "Is this true?" ”

"Seriously." The attendant nodded his head again and again.

"Let's go, let's see." Fang Yingjie put down the teacup in his hand, stood up, and said to the entourage with a frown.

"Yes." The entourage hurriedly stood up from the ground, then made a "please" gesture towards Fang Yingjie, and took him towards the martial arts arena of Changyuan Palace, and hurriedly went.

When Fang Yingjie hurried to the martial arts arena with a few entourages, Ye Qiqi just finished out all those masters.

On the ground in the center of the competition field, there were a few masters lying horizontally, and they were curled up and lying on the ground one by one, shouting in pain.

"This ...... This is ......" Fang Yingjie looked at the scene in front of him with some shock, and his eyes involuntarily looked towards Ye Qiqi.

The boy standing in the middle of the tournament is the one who defeated all the masters in their country??

Not quite like that......

The boy looked thin and very short, and among the masters in this game, who was not a head taller than her!?

But the masters of their Beichen Kingdom were all defeated??

Gonggong Su stood beside the emperor, and when he caught a glimpse of Fang Yingjie out of the corner of his eye, he hurriedly leaned over and whispered in the emperor's ear: "Your Majesty, the envoy of Beichen Kingdom is here." ”

After hearing this, the emperor turned his head and saw Fang Yingjie standing on the edge of the competition arena with a shocked expression.

"Envoy Fang." The emperor smiled slightly, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards Fang Yingjie with graceful steps.

"Meet the Emperor!" After hearing the emperor's voice, Fang Yingjie hurriedly clasped his hands into fists and saluted him.

"Envoys don't have to be polite." The emperor smiled and waved his hand at him.