The moment Wuhou disappeared, the curtain of spiritual power on the square also disappeared.

"How did the picture disappear!"

"Damn, the competition has just reached the most anxious time!" Seeing the disappearing curtain, the onlookers all exclaimed, which was really a bit of a disappointment.

"Die!" In the Moding space, with Ye Shan's loud shout, his attack also completely fell on the two-headed black dragon.

"Ahh

Seeing this, Hayama didn't spare his hand, raised his huge head, and attacked again.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the space, he raised his hand, and as a huge spatial ripple appeared, Ye Shan's remaining attacks disappeared without a trace.

"Wuhou!" Although the black shadow only appeared for a moment, Ye Shan also saw the appearance of the comer clearly.

Due to Wuhou's intervention, Ye Shan's attack also disappeared, and Zhao Huan's screams stopped, and he immediately fell downward.

"Damn, it's just a little bit!" Looking at Zhao Huan, who was slumped on the ground covered in blood, Ye Shan knew that today, he couldn't kill Zhao Huan.

"Collect!" Because he was afraid of the Wuhou on the high platform, Ye Shan had no choice but to accept the ink ding and return to the square.

As Ye Shan put away Mo Ding, he stepped on Zhao Huan's body, and under the gaze of thousands of martial artists, he landed on the square, directly smashing a big hole on the square.

"Ahh

"Hayama is so strong!"

"Yes, even Zhao Fan was trampled under his feet like a dog!" Looking at Zhao Fan who was trampled under the feet of Ye Shan, the warriors around the square looked at each other, although they didn't know what happened later, but judging from this result, it must have been Ye Shan who easily cleaned up Zhao Fan.

"Admit defeat to me!" Stepping down hard, Ye Shan immediately shouted at Zhao Fan and said, Zhao Fan no longer has the power to resist, so he must teach Zhao Fan a good lesson.

"Let Lao Tzu admit defeat, you dream!" Although he was seriously injured at the moment and was subject to Ye Shan, Zhao Huan had his own pride, and he would not bow his head easily.

"To tell you the truth, if it weren't for Wuhou, I would have killed you, so put away your cheap self-esteem!"

"If you don't admit defeat, it will really be a waste of Wuhou's hard work!" After saying that, Ye Shan stepped on Zhao Huan's back again.

Hearing Ye Shan's words, Zhao Huan endured the severe pain and unconsciously lowered his head.

Only then did he know that Fang was Wu Hou who helped him, and he also felt it, and the attack that Ye Shan had turned into a green dragon that had fallen on him suddenly disappeared for some reason.

"Relieve your anger!" Seeing Zhao Huan, who was completely defeated by Ye Shan, Dewey immediately laughed and said, Ye Shan's move can be regarded as avenging him.

"I didn't expect the situation to change so quickly!" Wei Tong, who was on the high platform, saw this, and immediately said with a solemn expression, his position as the first tiger guard was really not kept.

"Wuhou, are we going to intervene?" General Ruan looked at Ye Shan with a cold expression, and immediately said solemnly, if Zhao Huan does not admit defeat, with the grievances of the two, then Ye Shan can really kill him.

"Fang Cai, if I hadn't made a move, he Zhao Fan would have died, if he couldn't even let go of this little face, he would die!" Wu Hou glanced at General Ruan, and immediately said softly, for Zhao Huan, he is already benevolent and righteous.

"What Wuhou said is right, the eldest husband can bend and stretch, if he can't even endure such a little humiliation, then how can he achieve great things in the future!" Hearing Wuhou's words, General Ruan immediately echoed and said.

With Wuhou's words, General Ruan didn't dare to say more, so he had to quietly watch Ye Shan torture and kill Zhao Huan.

"Still not admitting defeat?" As he spoke, Ye Shan also stepped on Zhao Fan's face.

Although there was pain in his face, Zhao Huan snorted and still refused to admit defeat.

"In that case, then don't blame me!" Seeing that Zhao Huan, who still hadn't changed his mind, Ye Shan also lost his patience and took out the Qingfeng Sword again.

"Ye Shan, don't mess around, Wuhou is still on it, don't forget that he just protected me!" Seeing Ye Shan take out the long sword, Zhao Fan couldn't help but be anxious.

"I'll give you another chance, admit defeat or not!!" As he spoke, the sword qi on Hayama Qingfeng's sword was horizontal, and he was about to slash forward.

"Damn!" Because he was seriously injured, Zhao Fan didn't have the strength to stand up at all, he looked at Ye Shan who was slowly walking towards him, his heart beat violently, he didn't want to lose his life here.

"Compared to life, what is face!" After a while, Zhao Huan also figured it out.

"I admit defeat!" Seeing Ye Shan who came in an instant, Zhao Fan immediately urged the few remaining spiritual powers to shout out, if he was killed by Ye Shan, it would be too tragic.

"The death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped!" Ye Shan did not stop because of Zhao Huan's words, and the long sword in his hand stabbed into his right arm fiercely when he said the word admit defeat.

This sword carried the ninefold spiritual power cultivation of the Yeshan Lingfu Realm, and then, a ghost crying wolf howl came to everyone's ears.

After Zhao Huan's scream, there was silence in the audience, everyone held their breath, Ye Shan's strength was really beyond their imagination, Ye Shan was the first person under the spirit realm, whether he turned into a demon beast or not.

"You liar!" Looking at Ye Shan with a cold expression, Zhao Huan's expression flashed with a hint of fear, compared to Ye Shan, he was still too tender.

didn't speak, glanced at Zhao Fan coldly, Ye Shan's figure flashed, and he fled to the high platform, although he desperately wanted to solve Zhao Fan, but under the gaze of Wuhou, he couldn't do so.

Seeing Ye Shan who returned to the high platform, Wu Hou also nodded with satisfaction, a genius like Ye Shan is worth cultivating, compared to Ye Shan, Zhao Fan is like a hairy boy who has not dried up.

Ye Shan left, and under the signal of General Lihuo, several sergeants immediately came to the square and carried the dying Zhao Fan down.

"Damn Hashan!" Feeling the disdainful eyes of many martial artists looking at him, Zhao Huan immediately said sharply in his heart, this feeling of shame, he had never tried it, and he swore that he would kill Hayama.

"Hahahaha!" Seeing this result, Dewey in the audience immediately laughed, this result was really too relieved.

"The competition continues, how many of you, but there are still people who want to challenge?" Looking at the eight tiger guards sitting in turn, General Lihuo paused, and immediately asked softly.