In the field!

The sword qi fell.

Rumble!

The loud noise was like a tidal wave, tumbling an endless wave of air.

Lei Wuji's figure was submerged in it.

Ye Wushuang stood proudly, he paced in mid-air, and his body was shining with golden light.

There is a sense of invincibility and undefeated.

Then.

With a buzz, from the place where Lei Wuji was suppressed, a battle mark streamer rushed up to the sky and disappeared into Ye Wushuang's eyebrows.

In an instant, the battle mark on his eyebrows became brighter and brighter.

It was as if it had been completed, and the mysterious power of the Dao Dao was opened, and in the rumble, it was going to be revived, turned into scriptures, ancient characters, and supreme power, and rushed into Ye Wushuang's body.

But.

Outside the Battle Palace, Ye Wushuang did not directly start refining.

He retracted the war seal.

The ancient characters of the scriptures and the mysterious and great powers that were introduced on it all fell silent.

The dust cleared.

In that area, Lei Wuji vomited blood, and his eyes were dim.

Lost the previous flying spirit.

Without the War Seal, he did not die, it should have been the War Seal that broke away, but gave him the last refuge.

"Battle Seal ......" Lei Wuji was weak.

He looked at Ye Wushuang, in addition to fear, there was also endless hatred.

The loss of the War Seal, then, also means.

He's no longer a fighter.

On top of the battle charts.

Ye Wushuang's name quickly rushed into more than seven thousand.

And Lei Wuji's name disappeared completely.

The battle list is changing, and Ye Wushuang is rising.

Seeing this scene, everyone fell silent.

The battle of the sub-level of the war would end like this, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

Lei Wuji was defeated!

"ThunderClan, a big clan, extremely ancient, Zhanzi, there should be more than one, right? Is anyone else going to make a move? ”

Ye Wushuang stared at the swampy area surrounded by thunder.

He asked aloud.

The words are extremely domineering.

What if the son of war comes forward? Across several levels, the same repression.

This is his Ye Wushuang's strength.

Trip.

He's not just using the rules for his own benefit.

At the same time, it is also in Liwei.

Shock the Eight Desolation Sects.

Tell them that he is also Ye Wushuang, not a soft persimmon, and will not be kneaded by others!

"No need."

Among the ThunderClan, an old voice was heard.

"Ye Wushuang, you are acting so wildly, you will eventually be counterattacked."

"The more this is the case, the more bleak your ending will be."

The old man transmitted.

Then, a storage bag flew out.

ThunderClan also bowed his head, unwilling to fight and wanted to settle the dispute.

"What the ending is, I don't have to worry about my predecessors."

"Still."

"Even if I don't act like this, I am destined to be suppressed by the sects, so doing so is just icing on the cake."

Ye Wushuang responded lightly.

With that, he walked straight away.

Among the thunder clans, countless mountains burst out with monstrous thunder.

"It's so hateful."

"I couldn't wait for it, so I immediately shot and beheaded him."

"This person is too arrogant!"

Many geniuses spoke out, and they were furious.

This is a genius below the Venerable Realm, with good qualifications, and he can't stand his own ancient clan and be suppressed.

"There's going to be a chance."

"It's just a few days."

"It's been less than five days, and I, ThunderClan, will definitely be the first to strike."

The old powerhouse of ThunderClan spoke up.

But all the great clans and Gu Sects who were provoked and blackmailed by Ye Wushuang were all furious.

Countless masters of the younger generation are eager to try.

Time is running out.

They can wait!

As long as the time limit passes, Ye Wushuang will die!

In the hearts of everyone, such thoughts came to mind.

In just half a day.

Ye Wushuang walked through the sects.

Then, he returned to the war palace.

There are many ancient sects in the surrounding area, but in one day, they have already traveled all over it.

Further back, it's too far away.

The movement spans thousands of miles, and the gains outweigh the losses.

"Ye Wushuang, the sensation you have caused in this day is too great."

"People, when they are weak, need to keep a low profile."

In front of the palace of war.

Yang Invincible came, he was wearing a mask and a cold black cloak.

A pair of eyes were cold, and his tone was low.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I've always been used to acting like this."

"Moreover, others will not let you go because you are weak and low-key, sometimes, even if you are not strong enough, you must bloom your fangs, so that others can be afraid and dare not shoot easily."

"This is the way of life for the younger generation."

"Extraordinary moments, when the law is extraordinary!"

Ye Wushuang faced Yang Invincible, even though he was the most iron-faced and selfless patrol envoy in the War Palace, he was still like this.

Yang Wushu heard this and fell silent.

In the end, he shook his head and let Ye Wushuang leave.

"There are still four days, what you will greet is the anger of many great forces, under the ten layers of the void, there are also countless heroes, can you bear it?"

Yang Wushu looked at Ye Wushuang's back, frowned, and whispered in a deep voice.

on this.

Ye Wushuang didn't know.

He clenched his fists.

The fighting spirit and firmness in my heart have never wavered.

"There are four days left."

"It should be enough, break through again!"

"Since the spirit of the road to kill through, all the way to bathe in the blood of the sky, smelting ten thousand furnaces, my accumulation, very terrifying, the foundation is extremely solid, in order to be from the true martial realm, by leaps and bounds."

Ye Wushuang muttered to himself.

His eyes burned.

If you can't even withstand such a turmoil, how can you break into the top ten on the battle list and participate in the war of all races?

From it, bring back the body of your father?

Ye Wushuang's heart is as strong as iron.

War Palace.

He returned to Sword Peak and went into retreat directly, and in the last few days, he had to work hard to improve.

Become as strong as possible, and use this to meet the geniuses of many big forces.

"Three years is not a long time, if you want to improve quickly and become strong enough, resources, war, indispensable."

"If you want to get it quickly, you can't get around these big items."

"Therefore, sooner or later you will be offended, so why not be completely offended sooner rather than later?"

This is Ye Wushuang's idea.

At the very least, the results are amazing.

He sat cross-legged in the chamber.

In front of him, all kinds of treasure medicines and pills were piled up.

Hundreds of thousands of treasure pills and pills corresponding to the True Martial Realm were piled up together, and the number was very huge, which was a one-day harvest.

Obtained from the sects.

"Lian!"

Ye Wushuang's body was like a silent room.

His whole body was silent, only the Ten Thousand Dao Furnace and the Heaven and Earth Giant Hammer, which roared in it from time to time.

A large amount of pills, treasure medicines, were refined, turned into huge medicinal effects, and rushed into his body.

In the last days, he wants to break through the limit!

Get stronger!

And the outside world's attention to him is also increasing.

"He's in retreat again?"

"It's just a waste of time, how much can he break through by provoking so many big forces?"

"When the time limit is over, there will inevitably be a Void Ten Genius coming."

"The anger of the major forces is accumulating, and he is doomed to perish."

"It's the first time I've seen such a person in the spiritual world, but it's a pity that he is too presumptuous and doesn't know the rules."

The crowd talked.

Angry words were spoken among many forces.

All sides are waiting.

They can't wait, when Ye Wushuang is out of the customs and the time limit is over, the sword blade of the Battle Palace will inevitably be stained with blood!