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Chapter 1311: Eyeing the Tiger

This naked gaze was gathered on his body, and Ye Qingyun could naturally sense it.

He looked at the man, and suddenly felt that the man with the blood-red mask was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

In addition, the day of the Sun and Moon Sect and the confinement have a seat each.

Among the remaining five people, one is occupied by a super young powerhouse of the Protoss, and the rest are occupied by the people of the Sea Clan, the people of the Barbarian Corpse Sect, and the people of the Northern Hell Holy Land and the Lingwu Holy Land!

Not surprisingly, these ten people are the top ten players in this endless battle.

The champions of Infinity will be chosen by any of them.

Seeing that no one dared to challenge these people anymore, the old man in the blue robe smiled slightly, stepped over, stepped in the void, looked at Ye Qingyun and the others, and said slowly: "First of all, congratulations on becoming the top ten players in this Endless War! Secondly, let me explain first, in the next stage, that is, the finals of the Endless War, I will explain the rules first!"

"The rules are simple, everyone will draw a wooden card, draw two pairs of PK of the same color, and continue until the last person wins!"

"The tournament will be held in five days, so please come and compete in the Endless Plaza!"

After the old man said this, his body trembled, and he left here lightly.

But at this time, the atmosphere of the scene was extremely depressing, as if there was a strong smell of gunpowder all around, and a fuse was needed to ignite it instantly!

Many powerful figures suddenly focused their eyes on that emaciated figure.

Many people noticed that these strong men had a cold killing intent and a strong evil aura in their eyes, and they couldn't help but feel pity for the young man in white.

"Colorful Divine Dragon, how are you recovering now?" Ye Qingyun naturally sensed that the people around him were extremely hostile to him.

Before, he had killed a lot of people, and these people were the best of the power, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a genius.

Take the two brothers Wang Xian that he killed, and completely offend the entire royal family!

"Recovered a little, it can allow you to have a stick of incense for super combat power time! After a stick of incense, you will return to your original cultivation!" "The Colorful Divine Dragon said secretly: "However, if I can find the Fire King, I am sure that I can recover again!"

The Colorful Divine Dragon can be said to be Ye Qingyun's biggest reliance.

Hearing the words of the Colorful Divine Dragon, Ye Qingyun's nervous heart gradually calmed down.

Even if there is only a stick of incense, he can protect himself!

"Hehe, the people around you look at you very badly!" The young man with a bronze hideous mask suddenly came to Ye Qingyun's side, a pair of blood-red eyes flashed with a strange gaze, and he laughed, not too concerned, as if he was very sure.

"You're here to help me?" Looking at the demonic young man who walked in front of him, Ye Qingyun was slightly stunned and asked.

"Naturally, you and I are already a person on the same line now!I will naturally help you!" the young man nodded, his demonic blood-red eyes flashed with essence, his cultivation was only in the Holy Palace Realm, but he seemed to be particularly sure and confident in himself.

It was at this time.

An angry voice finally erupted like a flood.

"Ye Xiao'er, you kill my two genius sons, I will make your life worse than death!"

I saw that on that warship, a middle-aged man with a very gloomy face stepped over, and his burly body exuded a strong evil aura, rushing in all directions like a tornado.

The surrounding warriors felt this evil aura, and their complexions suddenly changed, and their hearts trembled violently, breeding fear.

"It's Wang Yaohui, the patriarch of the royal family!"

The middle-aged man took a step directly, and with this step, the entire warship trembled violently, and then, a dense figure appeared in the void.

These people have the worst cultivation in the Immortal Palace Realm, and everyone looks solemn, and at a glance, they know that they are characters who have licked blood on the edge of the knife all year round.

"It's the elite martial artist of the royal family, but I didn't expect that this royal patriarch directly dispatched the middle-level power of the royal family!"

Someone looked at this scene and exclaimed.

Then, their gaze at Ye Qingyun was no longer pitiful.

Wang Yaohui was like an angry tiger descending the mountain at this moment, and his burly body exuded an astonishing evil aura: "Ye Xiao'er, you are guilty!"

"Where am I guilty?"

Ye Qingyun snorted coldly, from the beginning, it was the people of the royal family who targeted him everywhere and offended him!

Now that those two pieces of waste have been killed by him, the old man has come to settle accounts with him!

"Bastard thing!"

At this moment, the hall master from the Martial Spirit Hall also looked at Ye Qingyun with a hideous face, and a monstrous killing intent erupted from his body, and the previous killing intent was suppressed by him.

It's because I'm afraid of offending the old man from the land of the Ten Directions.

Now, when the old man left, he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, the killing intent in his eyes was substantial, and he couldn't wait to kill Ye Qingyun directly!

"Who are you?" Ye Qingyun's face was flat, and people were amazed by his calmness, but they didn't know if this calmness was pretended or really so calm.

Does he have something to rely on?

"Martial Soul Hall Master Wu Cang!" Wu Cang's breath erupted, like a tide, rushing towards Ye Qingyun.

In addition, the people from the Sea Clan also looked at Ye Qingyun in unison, and their eyes were also full of cold killing intent.

Ye Qingyun swept around, and found that he was already surrounded by countless people, he silently counted: "The people of the Sea Clan, the people of the Royal Clan, the people of the God Clan, the Martial Spirit Palace, the Spirit Martial Holy Land, and the people of the Yin Moon Sect all want to put Ye to death so much?"

The ten major forces, except for the Holy Clan and the Barbarian Corpse Sect, the people of the rest of the forces actually wanted Ye Qingyun's life.

"Boy, hurry up and kill yourself, I can save your whole corpse!" A strong man from the Yin Moon Sect looked at Ye Qingyun indifferently, completely regarded the latter as an ant, and said coldly.

"Protect me, you can't even beat me, you still protect me, you want me to kill myself, foolish dreams!" Ye Qingyun snorted coldly, even if the thousands of people around him wanted his life, even if the evil aura emanating from these people gathered like the sea, he remained calm and calm.

At this moment, Da Lei, Xu Youcai, Holy War Heaven, Yang Xiu, Yang Jian, Yang Lingling and others all came to Ye Qingyun's side, looking at the four tables with solemn eyes.

Of course, in addition to these people, there is also the demonic young man who has always worn a bronze hideous mask and exudes billowing spiritual power.

"I advise you not to be on his side, or my sword won't have eyes!" said a warrior grimly.