The night was already deep, Su Manyue and Cycad knew that time was pressing, so they were all cultivating in their rooms, and Su Ye's return did not alarm anyone.

In the room, there is already dinner delivered by the Red Emperor Palace.

The meal was already cold, and Su Ye didn't care, so he ate a little and sat down, running the "Great Yin and Yang True Scripture" to the extreme. At this moment, there are still a lot of natal true spirit power in his body that has not been refined, so he has to hurry up, otherwise, he will accumulate more and more.

The night passed quietly.

The next day, the dawn was slightly revealed, and Su Ye left the courtyard, so as not to worry that Su Manyue and the others would find out that they were not there, they deliberately left a note.

At this time, the Lingtian War Pavilion became a lot more deserted.

When Su Ye came to the waiting hall, he only saw a few dozen figures, but as time went by, the monks here would definitely gather more and more.

After inserting and unplugging the magic card at the magic tablet once, Su Ye waited quietly in the hidden battle area.

After thoroughly refining the natal true spirit power of the ten Lingtong Realm cultivators, especially Lu Kui, a late-stage Lingtong Realm monk, Su Ye's spiritual power strength was greatly improved, which made him even more confident in breaking through to the late stage of killing before the "Dragon Gate Spirit Meeting" began.

Time flies, and the waiting hall is becoming more and more lively.

Su Ye, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, attracted more and more surprised eyes, and it was obvious that what had happened last night had quietly spread among these monks.

"Whew!"

After nearly half an hour, the magic card shook, and a rich white light finally covered Su Ye's whole body. In an instant, Su Ye moved from the waiting hall to a closed battle platform space. The white mang that almost lingered around him disappeared, and Su Ye saw a thin figure.

The man looked to be in his thirties, with a thin build, not much flesh on his face, deep-set eyes, extremely thin lips, and a rather gloomy look.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, thinking that he had not left the battle platform after the last battle.

"Well-informed late. ”

Su Ye was slightly happy in his heart, the power of the natal true spirit in the body of the late Lingtong monk was much stronger than that of the middle and early Lingtong monks.

"Death in the middle of the game...... I know you!"

The thin man's eyes stared straight at Su Ye, and an eerie strange laugh immediately rang out, "It seems that a few waste-like Lingtong Realm cultivators were lucky to win so many games last night. However, your good fortune is coming to an end today, because you met me, Xiahou Jian!"

A name flashed through his mind reflexively, and Su Ye couldn't help but smile and said, "Are you Xiahou Jian?"

"That's right, a bit of insight. ”

Xiahou Jian said compassionately, "It's a pity that you still have to die, after you die, I will be one hundred and nineteen battles, one hundred and twelve wins and seven losses, and I can be promoted to one place!"

Su Ye smiled playfully: "Maybe after this battle, you will become one hundred and nineteen battles, one hundred and eleven wins and eight losses, but you will be surpassed by the people behind." ”

"Little thing, it seems that you were carried away by last night's luck, why don't you try Lao Tzu's five-grade spirit method 'Dark Demon Needle' now!"

Xiahou Jian sneered out in his mouth, and his body immediately bounced up, fluttering forward like a ghost, but his index finger was raised at the same time, poking at Su Ye, only to see a thin black light shoot out from the end of his finger, approaching Su Ye at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye.

Su Ye said it easily, but there was no slight enemy in his heart, and the battle with Lu Kui last night made him realize that every opponent in the late stage of the Lingtong Realm was not so easy to deal with.

"Not a drop of water!"

In his thoughts, Su Ye displayed this style of "Water Spirit Palm". The five styles of "Water Spirit Palm", and the other four styles are all offensive moves, only this "dripping water" is a defensive style. Su Ye's strength is much stronger now than before, and the power of this "drip-proof" has also become stronger.

With the dance of the palms, a layer of invisible strength lingers around the body, like an iron bucket to protect itself.

"Whew!"

Between the lightning and the fire, the black light pierced the invisible power like a sharp needle.

The next moment, Su Ye's heart jumped slightly, the penetrating power of that black mang was extremely amazing, and it instantly passed through the invisible strength and penetrated into his body, fortunately, the "Tiangang Transformation Spirit Array" kept running, and immediately dissolved all the small black mangs.

"It's a bit of a doorway!"

Xia Houjian smiled, the five fingers of his right hand trembled, and five black rays as thin as silk stabbed along the five fingers, as fast as lightning.

As soon as Su Ye's palm changed, he immediately turned defense into attack.

"Whew!"

The soft spiritual power slapped with Su Ye's right palm like a stormy wave, and in an instant, it had already hit the five black rays. The energy exploded wildly, and Xiahou Jian's five fingers as sharp as a sword drove straight in, and they hit Su Ye's right palm with lightning speed.

The next moment, Su Ye felt that his palm was tightly glued by Xiahou Jian's five fingers, and the five cold and tyrannical Liliang took advantage of the momentum to rush in, and his body immediately became stiff.

"Not good!"

Su Ye's face was panicked, but he laughed wildly in his heart.

Only through physical contact, the "Tiangang Transformation Spirit Array" can steal the power of the other party's natal true spirit, Xiahou Jian did this, which is equivalent to sending the power of the natal true spirit to the door, so that Su Ye's time to spend less wife, it is really sleepy to send a pillow.

"Poor little thing, kneel down and beg for mercy, maybe Lao Tzu can spare your life with a soft heart!" Xia Houjian's tone was gloomy, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light of great pleasure. He participated in more than a hundred battles in the Lingtian War Pavilion, and at least more than ten monks died under his hands.

"Don't think!" Su Ye gritted his teeth.

"Little thing, it's the hardest, then Lao Tzu will add a fire to you!" Xiahou Jian laughed fiercely, and the five cold aura that pierced into Su Ye's body immediately doubled in strength.

“......”

Sensing the changes in the opponent's spiritual power, Su Ye's heart was secretly happy, and the one hundred and eight divine apertures shook rapidly, mobilizing the yin and yang spiritual power to block the invasion of Xiahou Jian's cold spiritual power, and the "Tiangang Transformation Spirit Array" was also vividly exerted, dissolving all those fish that slipped through the net cleanly.

Almost at the same time, Xiahou Jian's natal true spirit power also quietly entered his body.

"Huh, that's not right!"

Xiahou Jian was still full of gloomy smiles at the beginning, not in a hurry, but after a while, although Su Ye looked more and more difficult to resist, the expected miserable picture never appeared, but his own spiritual power was consumed faster and faster. This strange situation made the smile on his face freeze, and his heart began to be suspicious.

Another few breaths passed......

Su Ye's body was shaky, but Xiahou Jian was shocked in his heart, because his spiritual power was completely consumed in this extremely short period of time, and the sticky power derived from his body suddenly dissipated, and his five fingers were immediately separated from Su Ye's right palm.

"You...... What the hell did you do?"

Xia Houjian couldn't believe his eyes, he was a cultivator in the late stage of the Lingtong Realm, and his spiritual power was countless times stronger than that of a monk in the middle stage of death, but after fighting for such a while, his spiritual power was completely exhausted, while the other party's spiritual power seemed to have enough energy to spare.

"What did I do, you don't know?

Su Ye straightened up suddenly, the panic on his face was swept away, and he looked at Xiahou Jian, who was in disbelief on the other side, with a smile like a fool.

Xiahou Jian immediately realized that he seemed to have fallen into a trap, and he couldn't help but change his complexion, but he didn't care about why Su Ye could do this, and shouted: "Little thing, I was thought that I could win in this way, Lao Tzu has no spiritual power, but he still has the power ......of the true spiritual power!"

Before the words fell, Xia Houjian's palm slapped out, but halfway through the shot, his arm paused in the void, his face had become pale as paper, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

"What's the matter, my natal true spirit power is gone......"

Xiahou Jian was stunned, his eyes were blank, and he didn't even notice Su Ye's fist swinging over!

Bang!

Xiahou Jian's body flew out like a kite with a broken string.

But before he landed, Xiahou Jian was chased by Su Ye with his shadow, and then grabbed his neck, the feeling of suffocation made him roll his eyes and struggle desperately, but it was useless, until after a tom sound, he was finally freed.

After throwing Xiahou Jian into the passage, Su Ye walked to the blue law seal on the right side of the battle platform......

"Eleven battles and eleven wins!"

In the monitoring room on the first floor of the Lingtian War Pavilion, a young supervisor who was in the late stage of Lingtong cultivation exhaled softly, staring at the jade bi in front of him without blinking.

Last night, the news of a mid-stage life-killing monk who had won ten battles and even defeated Lu Kui had already spread throughout the entire monitoring room, what he didn't expect was that the life-killing realm monk named Su Ye appeared so early today, and he was also assigned to the No. 38 battle platform under his supervision by the Hidden Battle Monument.

Regarding Su Ye's news last night, he originally felt a little unbelievable.

Now that he has seen the battle between Su Ye and Xiahou Jian, who is ranked ninety-eight, he still feels incredible, but he has no doubts about Su Ye's strength. The fact that a monk in the middle stage of death was really able to defeat a monk in the late stage of Lingtong shocked him.

However, as the battle continued, he soon became unfazed.

Twelve battles and twelve wins!

Thirteen battles and thirteen wins!

......

Twenty battles and twenty wins!

......

Fifty battles and fifty wins!

At night, not only did the No. 38 Inspector look blank, but the nearly 100 Inspectors who were attracted around him were also numb.

For a whole day, Su Ye never left, and the battle on the 38th platform never stopped.

Today, with forty consecutive battles and forty victories, Su Ye's opponents include monks in the early and middle stages of Lingtong, as well as masters in the late stage of Lingtong, and even powerful people ranked sixteenth among them. It's just that these people were all defeated by Su Ye without exception.

Su Ye's performance in the battle space had completely wiped out the shock in the chests of these monitors.

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