Chapter Two Thousand and Five: Is There Any Problem?
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"Are you serious?" Ye Qingyun was stunned for a moment, and looked at the tall man with a strange expression.
"Is there any fake? This is the personality of this genius!" The tall man stood with his hands in his hands and looked at Ye Qingyun with disdain.
"Okay, then I'm here!" Ye Qingyun nodded, his body trembled, and an afterimage crossed in the void, drifting, and the next moment, with a bang, the cold light flashed, and a sharp blade instantly slashed at the martial artist's neck, and a bloody opening slowly opened.
Blood seeped out of it.
A wide-eyed head rolled down.
Those round eyes tell of death.
The remaining five were stunned.
At this moment, the referee was already crying and shouting: "You guys go up together!
"This kid is playing tricks!"
Holy!
Obviously, these people are self-righteous, they feel that they are geniuses, and they feel that it is effortless to defeat Ye Qingyun.
Now he says that Ye Qingyun is playing a trick?
Ye Qingyun's eyes were cold, and he glanced at the referee indifferently.
The referee suddenly felt creepy, and his body trembled violently.
"Okay, let's go together! I'm hungry, get rid of him and have a big meal!" said one of the warriors.
The next moment, the remaining five warriors shot out in unison, and took a step with their right feet, and their bodies trembled, as fast as the wind, as fast as lightning.
The five of them headed towards Ye Qingyun in five directions.
They use their own means.
"This is the strongest move of the deity, if you don't die, I'll call you Dad!"
"The arcane sword lasts forever! a sword wants your dog's head!"
"Punch in all directions, blow your head with one punch, remember, don't mess with the people of the Chinese family in the next life!"
"Die! If I fall on the demon beast, I can make the demon beast explode directly! I don't believe that your body is as powerful as a demon beast!"
The five of them said one after another, still arrogant, arrogant and arrogant, and they didn't take Ye Qingyun in their eyes at all.
Ye Qingyun didn't pay attention to these people's arrogant words when they came to grandma's house, smiled indifferently, looked at the five people, and said, "As long as I take out a sword, the heads of the five of you will fall to the ground!"
"Arrogance!"
"Arrogant!" "I've seen arrogance but I've never seen such an arrogant person! It's just arrogant to my grandmother's house! Who do you think we are? We are geniuses, we are the sons of Tianjiao, and you want to kill five of us with a sword? You can't help but think too highly of yourself! I take back my previous words, and I want it now
Kill your dog!"
When the five warriors heard this, they were furious.
They are all sons of pride, and they are all arrogant, how can they endure such words?
For these people, Ye Qingyun sneered.
The cultivation of these people is all the same Great Sage, Nine Changes, Eighth Change, Ghost and God Change.
He didn't even care about the people in the Godhead realm, how could he be defeated by these people?
Holding the hilt of the ruthless holy dragon sword on his waist, he pulled out a sword violently, and the cold light flashed, flashing away in the void, and the next moment, the cold light shrouded the five people.
Whoa!
A cold light flashed quickly and fell on everyone's neck.
The next moment, a stream of blood gushed out.
Five human heads fell directly to the ground.
The scene in front of him made the surrounding crows silent, and the needles could be heard.
Airplanes!
The Ruthless Saint Dragon Sword fell in his hand, the golden light floated, and the sword light flowed.
Everyone looked at this sword and their hearts trembled.
Everyone looked at Ye Qingyun with extreme awe.
Five people were killed with one sword, and these five people were still the sons of Tianjiao, the strongest people personally selected by the people of the Chinese family before.
However, they couldn't even break Ye Qingyun's sword.
Everyone knew that Ye Qingyun was not as weak as he imagined.
"Ten challenges have been successful, can I challenge the king of the war zone?" Ye Qingyun stared at the referee with a playful expression.
At this moment, the referee's face was as black as a cauldron, bottomless. He felt the urge to scold his mother.
I never thought that the person in front of me would be so powerful, and he defeated ten people in one go, and it didn't take a stick of incense to go back and forth.
"Huh?" Seeing that the referee didn't reply, Ye Qingyun coughed lightly.
"Yes!" said the referee, the rules were there, and he didn't dare to break them.
"You can choose to rest for a while, or you can just fight. He looked at Ye Qingyun and said.
"Let's fight! It won't take more than a minute anyway. Ye Qingyun said lightly.
As soon as these words came out, the people around him looked confused.
Less than a minute?
This is humiliating! The referee twitched his cheeks fiercely, and secretly thought in his heart: "What an arrogant guy, he thinks that the current war zone king Yang Guang is very weak? Yang Guang is several times stronger than what he encountered before! Moreover, although Yang Guang's cultivation is in the ghost and god transformation of the ninth and eighth changes of the Great Sage, I can listen to it."
Say, he doesn't even care about a powerhouse at the level of a godhead realm!"
"Hehe, little bastard, you will definitely die!"
"This time, Lao Tzu borrowed a large number of divine stones to bet on you to lose! Hehe, Lao Tzu wants to make a comeback. ”
Ye Qingyun naturally didn't know about the referee's words, he just wanted to fight quickly.
Below, Li Qianxin was not worried about this at all, she naturally knew Ye Qingyun's strength.
She didn't believe that Ye Qingyun would lose.
At this moment, an exclamation sounded.
"Yang Guang! It's Yang Guang, he's here!"
"Yang Guang is the current king of the war zone, and there were ten people who came to challenge him before, but they were all killed directly by him, and they all used one move!"
"Yes, this Yang Guang is extremely powerful, although the cultivation is in the Nine Transformations of the Great Sage and the Eighth Transformation of the Ghost and God Transformation, but the strength is more than the surface cultivation is snatched, this person will definitely be able to kill this kid who doesn't know the height of the sky!"
"This one must be won by Yang Guang!"
"Isn't this? If Yang Guang doesn't win, I'll eat Xiang every day!"
Many people bet their chips on Ye Qingyun.
Only the black crow, who claimed to be the god of Lu, bet his chips on Ye Qingyun as always.
"Hehe, a bunch of fools, it's really incurable to be stupid! This Benlu God has made a lot of money, hahahaha!" The black crow standing on the top of the ancient tree laughed.
At this moment, in the ring, Ye Qingyun looked the people in front of him up and down.
It was a young man, and he had a pair of extremely strange black eyes, and there were no pupils in them, which looked weird.
The man has snow-white hair.
"Well, that's not bad. Ye Qingyun nodded and said, "However, against you, it is still a sword." ”
"A sword?" Yang Guang was stunned when he heard this, then shook his head, looked at Ye Qingyun with pity in his eyes, and said, "You are too arrogant, no wonder someone wants to kill you!" "Is it someone from the Hua family?" Ye Qingyun said lightly.