Chapter Two Thousand and Four: Is There Any Problem?

Remember [Literature Bus] in one second, and read it for free without pop-ups!

"The most awesome martial artist, I hope what you say is the truth, otherwise, it will be boring!" Ye Qingyun glanced at the referee, how could he not see the light of conspiracy in the referee's eyes?

"Hahaha!Boy, who do you think you are? Do you think you have won these seven martial artists? Do you think you are a thief? Do you think you can definitely become the king of the war zone?" the referee said continuously, staring at Ye Qingyun with disdain.

"Is there any problem?" Ye Qingyun blinked.

As soon as these words came out, the referee was so angry that his lungs twitched, and his seven orifices smoked.

I've seen narcissism, I've never seen such narcissism! I even think I can defeat seven sons of Tianjiao at once!

It's a fantasy.

"Would you like to rest for a while?" the referee asked in a rare kindness, thinking to himself, "Hmph, I'll let you live a little longer, and then send you to hell!"

In his opinion, Ye Qingyun would definitely be beaten to vomit blood

"Rest, rest a fart! Lao Tzu, I'm going to play now! One fights seven, and then challenges the king of the war zone and becomes the new king of the war zone!" Ye Qing said directly.

When the referee heard this, his face twitched violently, and he secretly thought in his heart: "Damn bastard, you are killing yourself!"

"Okay, okay!

The voice fell, and below, in the crowd, a figure immediately jumped out, and the figure stepped into the air, and suddenly came to the ring.

This is Ye Qingyun facing one of the seven martial artists, this person has been furious, shouting in his mouth: "Fuck! Let Lao Tzu unite the other six to deal with this damn garbage? This is despising me! is humiliating me, is mocking me!

Speaking of this, a trace of anger appeared in his eyes, and he stared at Ye Qingyun deadly: "Boy, uncle, I'm angry, hurry up and please uncle, I will leave you a whole corpse!"

"You want to kill me?" Ye Qingyun was slightly stunned.

Although it is a competitive relationship, it is not necessary to see blood, and it must be divided between life and death.

"Of course! Someone offered a big price to let me kill you! The so-called monarch wants the minister to die! So, you should die!" The man grinned, revealing a snow-white tooth, and looked extraordinarily calm.

"If you want your minister to die, your minister has to die?" Ye Qingyun sneered when he heard this: "Jun, he is my king, I am his minister? You think too much! Since you want me to die, then I will take your life!" "What an arrogant boy, do you think that if you defeat the first three people, you think that you are very awesome? The world is invincible? You are wrong, Lao Tzu wants to defeat them, it is also a matter of flicking his fingers!" The martial artist smiled indifferently, looked at Ye Qingyun, there was a touch of coldness in his eyes, and said: "This world is better."

You're got more powerful people!Boy, I don't know why you, you're going to anger that force, hey, wait for me to help you collect the body!"

The voice fell, and the killing intent in the warrior's eyes quickly emerged, and a flash of light flashed away, and at this moment, he kicked the ground like a bloodthirsty demon beast, and his whole body was like a sharp sword, bursting forward, with a series of phantoms in the void.

This person's body and martial arts skills are not bad, and his body shape is very ghostly, so that people can't touch his figure, but they just see a few afterimages appear in the void.

The corners of his mouth curled in an eerie curvature.

"Hmph! This body method is called the Phantom Technique, you can't see my body method clearly at all, it's erratic! Sudden attack, you won't be caught off guard at all, and you will soon die in my hands!"

And yet, just as he thought.

At this moment, a fist shadow appeared in front of him.

The speed of the fist shadow was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it came to him.

I saw his figure fly out like a scarecrow and fall heavily to the ground.

He spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"This ......"

"It can't be!"

His complexion changed drastically, and after feeling the aura in front of him, he looked up suddenly, and found a figure standing proudly in front of him, and his breath was as heavy as a mountain.

"Die!"

Ye Qingyun slapped it with one palm, and the terrifying palm power slammed in, like a mountain and a sea, mighty, and fell directly on the people below.

Bang!

The warrior's entire head was detached from his body, drenched in blood.

In this battle, the warrior is defeated!

The surrounding warriors were dumbfounded.

"So strong?"

"This guy's combat power is too perverted!"

......

Even the referee's face wrinkled fiercely, and he immediately thought of something, and scolded loudly: "What about the rest? What about the six sons of Tianjiao?"

The voice fell, and in the crowd, seven people burst out, with a low sound of breaking wind in the void.

One domineering voice after another rang out violently.

"One move, if you can catch my move without being defeated, this son will spare you!"

"This is my own self-created move, this move is as easy as stepping on an ant!"

"I'm good at boxing, and one punch is enough to blow your head out. ”

"Sword, my sword is the sharpest in the world, a sword will pierce your heart, if you don't die with a sword, I can leave a whole corpse!"

"Someone asked me to kill you! I'm sorry, you have to die! If you can resist me for a turn, then I'll give you a stick of incense to breathe, and after a stick of incense, I want you dead!"

"I'll let you have both hands and feet, if you can touch a hair of my son, I will leave you with a whole corpse!

These six people said these things as soon as they came up.

Publicity!

Arrogant!

Overbearing!

This is Ye Qingyun's evaluation of these six people.

Those who can appear here are the sons of Tianjiao. Which of them in their respective spaces does not gather bright light?

They are arrogant, domineering, and arrogant because they were invincible in their respective spaces compared to those of their age!

Therefore, even if they saw that Ye Qingyun had killed the four people with great ease before, they still had a strong sense of confidence.

"Huh. When Ye Qingyun heard this, he squinted his eyes and said, "Those four people said the same thing before, but what about them, they are all killed by me one by one now!" "Hmph!" A short, dark-skinned martial artist heard this, and directly snorted coldly, staring at the four cold corpses below with disdain, and said unceremoniously, "They are them, and I am me!" These four people are all pseudo-dragons, how can they be compared to me, a real dragon

"That's it!" Stinky boy, hurry up, I'll let you have your legs and feet, if you can touch a hair on Lao Tzu's body, no, half a hair, Lao Tzu will leave you a whole corpse!"