"Wang Ba calf, grass your ancestors, why scold you?......"

The words of the man in Tsing Yi were extremely arrogant, vulgar and unpleasant.

"Poof—"

Before the words fell, a head rolled to the ground, and a bunch of blood sprayed directly into the sky.

"Scold me, what do you think!" Fang Youyuan muttered, but it shocked countless people like thunder.

"You, you ......" The other man in Tsing Yi stared at the boss with his eyes, and his face turned pale with fright, but before he could react otherwise, the same head rolled to the ground, and the blood flower sprayed into the sky, blooming a very regular blood flower.

Fang Yuan was furious again!

When the strong are angry, they will see blood!

There was a sudden silence on and off the stage, and millions of pairs of eyes widened the boss......

"What's going on?"

"How did those two die?"

"I don't even see it! What's going on?"

......

There was silence for a while before someone on the field asked questions?

Many people didn't see what was going on, but there was one person who could see it clearly, that is, the referee - Deputy City Lord Deng Yijin, he was shocked in his heart, and said secretly: "This son's cultivation is obscure, even I can't see it clearly, and the means are even more clever, it is estimated that this is a group of real dark horses!"

Shock was shock, but he still came back to his senses as quickly as possible and said: "You, the fat man has won five games in a row, and you can advance." The rest continue!"

The meaning is obvious, the dead are dead, it is normal, the game clearly stipulates that life and death do not matter during the game, but if the opponent admits defeat, no more killers are allowed.

Then, if you kill before the opponent admits defeat, you will kill it in vain.

Therefore, the referee does not care about the dead, but cares about the living.

As an old monster who has gone through all the world, he won't offend a genius who has come out of nowhere!

"Thank you! Zhao Liangyu of Qiyun Villa, I will definitely repay you if you have the opportunity. The fat man bowed to Fang Youyuan and said, full of apologies.

"Square and round, a trivial matter, you don't have to be polite. Fang Youyuan smiled back and saluted.

Zhao Liangyu didn't talk nonsense, responded with a sincere smile, and then left the battle platform and jumped into the golden field to rest.

"Boy, you are very capable! Dare to provoke my Shui Ren Sect!"

A voice descended on the battlefield with a figure, and the sound reached the body, the speed was extremely fast, and he stood ten meters in front of Fang and Yuan's body.

Fang Youyuan's expression was calm, seeing that the person who came was also dressed in green clothes, with a tall figure and a handsome complexion, he looked like he was twenty years old, but his cultivation had reached the eighth layer of the Qi Control Realm, and he was an absolute young master.

"The Shui Ren Sect is worthy of being a great sect in the Imperial City, it is really extraordinary! There is actually such a young master!" Some people with strong eyesight couldn't help but sigh.

"It seems that this is the trouble that Shui Renzong specially came to find this young man, it is estimated that it is miserable!" Someone began to lament for Fang Youyuan.

When Fang Yan saw this scene, he couldn't help frowning, obviously he had a lot of worries, he was already prepared in his heart, in case of a crisis situation, even if he violated the rules, he would save people, no matter what, he couldn't let the Fang family's hope for the future be disappointed.

"It's not me who provokes the Shui Ren Sect, but the Shui Ren Sect that provokes the heroes of the world. Fang Youyuan replied calmly.

"Huh?"

Many people on the field raised a question at the same time, not only the other party unexpectedly hummed, but even the referee and many people in the spectator couldn't help but hum.

"Your Shuiren Sect disciples join forces to fight against others, but you don't allow others to win, when you see others win, you have to send a master to retaliate, this is what your great sect does, in your eyes, there is only yourself, and everyone in the world?" Fang Youyuan's still calm voice was sent to the ears of everyone in the square with great clarity.

"Yes, that's right!" someone shouted below.

"Yes! Shui Ren Sect is so domineering, so unreasonable!"

"That's right, you can do this kind of thing by teaming up to eliminate others, and it's a big faction, phew! It's too despicable!"

Suddenly, several voices sounded from all directions, obviously from one person, but a special effort was used to hide the direction of the sound. Hearing this, nearly 100 contestants of the Shui Ren Sect were red-faced, but they were helpless.

There were whispers everywhere at the scene for a while, everyone was talking in a low voice, but they didn't dare to make a loud noise, no one dared to offend such a sect blatantly.

"I'm a contestant now, and I'm playing against you fairly on the battlefield, isn't this bullying you?" said the man in Tsing Yi suddenly.

Yes, even if this person's cultivation is surprisingly high, but at this time, he came to the stage to fight normally, knowing that he was deliberately trying to crush and retaliate, but he did not violate the rules, which is really irrefutable.

"Well, I hope you don't make any more moths when you lose. No one expected that Fang Youyuan not only did not find a reason to refuse the challenge, but instead came up with such a sentence, as if he didn't put the opponent in his eyes at all.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect you to be so confident, so what else is there to say? Remember my name is Bing Wubo, the one who killed you! Look at the box!" Before the young man in Tsing Yi finished speaking, he threw a punch without warning.

The eighth-layer cultivation of the Qi Control Realm can be said to be the powerhouse of the entire Purple Cloud Country, and he is an absolute top genius among the younger generation.

A punch was struck, a strong wind came out of thin air, and a sharp howl was released, and the distance of ten meters seemed to become half a meter in an instant, and the sharp fist reached Fang Youyuan's chest in the blink of an eye.

Feeling that there was a faint power of destruction in the fist, the temperature around the body suddenly seemed to drop by dozens of degrees, and there was a cold feeling, as if it could drip into ice, making people's bodies stiffen, but the edge of the fist rubbed against the space and emitted terrifying sparks, which showed the speed and power of this punch.

Could it be that this is the power of the eighth layer of the Qi Control Realm? Fang Youyuan's current body true cultivation has reached the fifth layer of the Divine Fist Realm, which is three realms different from the cultivation of this Bing Wubo, but Fang Youyuan is a full cultivation of the three realms, and the spiritual path cultivation has reached the second layer of the Qi Control Realm, and the terrible thing is that the Divine Dao cultivation has reached the peak of the True God Realm, and it is estimated that it is difficult to find a Divine Dao cultivator in the entire Purple Cloud Country, let alone find a second Divine Dao cultivator who has reached the peak of the True God Realm.

"Remember, don't look down on people at any time!" Fang Youyuan snorted coldly, but his body didn't move.

Then, I saw that Fang Youyuan was not in a hurry, and when the other party's powerful fist came to him, he turned slightly sideways, and the "Dark Fist" move stood out, stretched out a palm, pushed it to the fist, and secretly shouted: "The dark tide swallows the sky!"

Bing Wubo's fist not only hit the air, but the inertia of the fist and the impetus of a huge palm wind, he actually carried his own body and swooped forward a few steps, almost falling.

Bing Wubo didn't expect that he had a strong cultivation strength at the eighth layer of the Qi Realm, but he unexpectedly lost one punch and almost lost the adult, and his face couldn't help but blush, and suddenly his blood surged, his anger rushed to the crown, the killing intent appeared on his face, and he shouted, and an extra long sword immediately appeared in his hand.

"I didn't expect you to be able to dodge my blow, I really underestimated you!"

Bing Wubo's face was cold, he gritted his teeth and drank, raised his sword and shook it, and the light of a five-leaf sword flower suddenly bloomed.

"Oh, he actually cultivated into the Ice Spirit Five Sword!" suddenly someone under the battle platform exclaimed.

It is said that the Ice Spirit Wurui Sword is a self-created divine sword technique of a former sage and powerful figure in the Purple Cloud Kingdom, the sword technique is cultivated to the point that it can kill the enemy thousands of miles away, and it was named Shocking the Purple Cloud Country thousands of years ago, and it was lost hundreds of years ago, but today I don't know why it appeared in the Shui Ren Sect, and was successfully cultivated by Bing Wubo?

Watching the cold light of the five-leaf sword flower bloom like a strand of silk thread, it seemed to shoot through everyone's eyes, it was very dazzling, and many cultivators had to close their eyes.

Fang Youyuan couldn't help but admire when he saw the cold light shining five-leaf sword flower: "Good swordsmanship! But letting you use it is simply insulting that senior!"

"Hmph, wait until you win, and then boast!" After speaking, Bing Wubo swung his sword and slashed, and the five-leaf sword flower trembled, and then flew towards Fang again.

Fang Youyuan's heart moved, and a long gray knife appeared in his hand, and he slashed at the sword flower.

"Zheng—"

The sword flower was beheaded, but unexpectedly, the sword flower burst open, turning into thousands of cold stars and shooting like meteors.

I saw Fang Youyuan's eyes condensed slightly, and he stood there quietly motionless.

"It's round again!" Duan Yueqi, Yin Xiaowan, Fang Yuzhen and others under the battle stage all shouted in surprise, and Fang Yan was also taken aback, staring at the situation on the field.

"It's over!" sighed one by one on the Shui Ren Sect's side, and the nearly 100 participating disciples behind him all had happy smiles on their faces as if they had taken revenge.

"Was he stupid?" many people wondered.

But the next moment, everyone's eyes widened in surprise.

I saw a huge ball, half white and half black, appear in front of me, and the countless cold stars shot into this ball, like a drop of water shooting into the sea, without moving, without stirring up the slightest wave, and then the ball disappeared in a flash.

"What kind of exercise is this?" the eyes of the people widened in disbelief, and many people asked each other, but no one knew what it was.

The most surprising thing is Bing Wubo, this is his strongest blow, but it was easily resolved by the other party like this, I really don't know what kind of way this young man in front of him is, he is so powerful!

However, as a very prestigious genius of the Shuiren Sect, if he admits defeat like this, he will not only lose face, but may also make the sect look down on him from now on, and thus lose a lot of resources and opportunities.

Thinking of this, Bing Wubo gritted his teeth, raised the long sword again, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted towards the sword body, the sword suddenly hummed, and the brilliance was magnificent, and it faintly seemed to transform into a green dragon, wrapped in rolling power and rushing straight to Fang and Yuan.