Ye Han still smiled slightly, but the killing intent in that smile swept out, making everyone change color.

"Don't worry, dare to hurt my brother, since they are so domineering, let them lie on the bed for the rest of their lives!"

Immediately, Ye Han turned his gaze to the high platform.

There are still eight games, that is, there are still eight chances, but Ye Han only needs one chance to sweep them!

The rules of the game are like this, one person plays, the loser goes, the winner continues, whichever side is the first to fall, then the side loses.

Ye Han is full of confidence, the other party is only three martial arts realm powerhouses, the highest is the second-level martial arts realm, although Ye Han is a first-level martial arts realm, but even a third-level martial artist is not Ye Han's opponent!

Unless he is also the same genius, otherwise, Ye Han is completely swept away!

On the field, Long Jingxue was fighting fiercely with a ninth-level martial artist.

The green dragon spear waved, the dragon shadow was sufficient, and the sound of the dragon chant shook the audience.

One by one, the green dragons turned into spiritual power surged towards each other.

The other party is a young man with a big sword, about nineteen or twenty years old, and his strength is not bad.

Holding a broadsword more than two meters long, it was very heavy, and it was constantly swinging, and the majestic sword light flew out, slashing towards the shadow of the green dragon spear.

Ding!Ding!Ding......

A metallic sound sounded, incomparably crisp and pleasant.

The two collided, bursting into bursts of sparks.

Long Jing's bloody body flashed, and he went straight to the young man.

Shout!

Only an afterimage remained, and the spear waved, and the sky was full of green light.

The dragon still blood spear trembled, and one by one the green dragons roared straight towards the young man, exuding terrifying power.

"Roar!"

The sound of the dragon's roar was deafening, and the howling wind swept across the field, and some of the people who blew couldn't open their eyes.

Majestic spiritual power enveloped the two, and the two approached and began to fight in close combat.

The big sword slashed towards the dragon's quiet blood, and every time it slashed out, a red tiger emerged.

With his fanged mouth open, he attacked towards the dragon's quiet blood.

And Long Jingxue's face was solemn in the face of every attack of that young man, because the opponent's strength was indeed strong, and he was full of physical strength.

And Long Jingxue had been experiencing great battles before, and his physical strength had already been exhausted, and he was about to be unable to support it.

Long Jingxue's forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and his face was a little pale.

Ding!Ding!Ding......

The broadsword continued to slash at the Qinglong spear, bursting out with clusters of sparks, and the sound was crisp.

Long Jingxue kept retreating, not only his physical strength, but even his spiritual power began to dry up.

On the other hand, the young man, the more he fought, the more courageous he became, he found that the dragon was still bloody, and began to attack frantically.

Boom! Boom!

The young man continued to burst out with the strongest combat power to attack Long Jingxue, and the Dragon Jingxue was even more exhausted, and it seemed that it would not be able to support it.

Boom!

Suddenly, the young man seized the slightest opportunity, jumped up suddenly, and slashed out towards Long Jingxue with all his strength.

Long Jing's blood spear blocked horizontally, and the big knife slashed upward, and he really didn't have the strength to support it.

was directly chopped to the ground with a bang, making a bang.

Long Jingxue really didn't have the strength to support it, and fell to the ground.

The young man's big knife slashed again, and Long Jing no longer had the strength to resist and dodge.

"No!" exclaimed the crowd, their faces incredulous.

At this time, Ye Han's figure flashed, and then he went straight to the stage.

A punch blasted out, and a red blood dragon struck out, directly hitting the young man's broadsword.

The young man's face changed dramatically in an instant, as if he had encountered something very terrifying.

The young man was thrown directly into the air and knocked off the stage.

"Bold!" At this time, the referee on the stage reacted, angrily reprimanded Ye Han, and his spiritual power appeared, ready to make a move.

Ye Han's face was gloomy, without any fear, and he said coldly: "You can also be a referee, have your eyes been eaten by dogs?"

Ye Han was not afraid of the referee at all, and directly reprimanded.

"Bold and arrogant, how can you be presumptuous on the playing field?" The referee was scolded by Ye Han like this, but many people looked at it and felt very embarrassed.

scolded Ye Han like this, wanting to protect his face!

"Hehe! It's funny, I don't know how a person like you can become a referee, and you would call a blind man to be a referee?" Ye Han's face was gloomy and he sneered.

There was a burst of discussion in the audience.

"Who is that guy? How dare you confront the referee like this?"

"Look at this kid's origin, it's not small, but to go against the referee, isn't this looking for death?"

"Where did you get the hairy boy?

The audience in the audience all said word by word, looking at Ye Han's performance like this, they were very shocked!

Listening to the discussion in the audience, the referee's face was gloomy and could drip water.

"The arrogant kid doesn't teach you a lesson, I really don't know how thick the sky is!" The referee was full of spiritual power, ready to make a move.

"Yo, why do you referee want to hit the match personnel?" A smile appeared on Ye Han's face, but there was a hint of coldness in that smile.

The terrifying momentum crushed towards the referee, and the referee felt Ye Han's momentum, and his face suddenly changed.

Ye Han's terrifying momentum may not be able to overshadow even a fifth-level martial venerable, and the referee's face suddenly changed after feeling it.

There were huge waves in his heart, how old was Ye Han, and he was already a martial arts powerhouse.

This referee is only at the level of fifth-level martial arts, and Ye Han is not afraid at all in the face of it!

The two looked at each other, and in their eyes, cold electricity burst out.

The referee was even more shocked, and the practice changed dramatically.

Then he calmed down and said: "If you want to compete, hurry up, and those who don't compete will go down!"

The referee said this, at least not as arrogant as before.

Long Jingxue was already unconscious, and Lin Nan and the others hurriedly carried Long Jingxue down.

On the other side, the young man came to the stage again, his body was dusty, dusty, and embarrassed.

"Boy, such arrogance, I don't even know your parents when I'm going to beat you!" The young man looked at Ye Han, anger surged in his eyes, and killing intent was permeated.

Although Ye Han's punch didn't hurt him before, it also made him embarrassed.

To know that so many people are watching from the audience, it's a shame to be thrown home.

So this young man wants to take revenge and beat Ye Han away.

"Haha! The tone is not small, you don't know your parents who want me to beat you, okay, I'll fulfill you!" Ye Han laughed, looking at the disdain on the young man's face, and the laughter almost resounded throughout the audience.

"Damn, you're looking for death!" The young man was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, so he directly pulled out the big knife, and his spiritual power appeared, heading straight for Ye Han.

The majestic sword light swept through, and Ye Han slashed, each sword light was enough to split the mountain and stone, and the power was terrifying.

But Ye Han was not afraid, and he didn't even pay attention to the martial arts powerhouse, let alone a ninth-level martial artist.

You must know that the Nine Martial Masters can almost be killed in seconds when they are in the realm of Ye Han's fifth-level martial artists.

Not to mention now!That guy, when he met Ye Han, he also fell into blood mold for eight lifetimes, so he was ready to cry!