"Where are you going, Brother Ye Xuan, seeing that your face is pale, you should not be injured yet, don't rest in your small tent, wander around, be careful of being challenged and take your position as centurion. Liu Cheng looked concerned, but his tone revealed a mocking threat.

Ye Xuan didn't answer, because talking nonsense with such a small night was a waste of time, so he continued to move forward.

"Brother Wu Fei, you see, this Ye Xuan is so arrogant, it's okay if he doesn't give me face as a centurion, but he doesn't even care about you, the thousand-commander, it's just that no one is in his eyes, if you don't teach him a good lesson, the word will spread, your prestige will be damaged, and your face will not be saved!" Liu Cheng said to a middle-aged man beside him.

This middle-aged man is called Wu Fei, with a tiger's back and a black beard, he has only been in this cannon fodder battlefield for less than two years, but because of his strong martial arts, he has already stepped into the innate true body realm, so he is already a thousand-commander.

Wu Fei controls the life and death of thousands of soldiers, and it is not simple, he can be regarded as a figure in the cannon fodder barracks, with considerable power and majesty.

A soldier who can live on the killing battlefield for a year and a half is not a fool to be manipulated at will, let alone Wu Fei, the commander of the thousand?

He naturally knew that Liu Cheng wanted to kill people with a knife, but he heard that the boss really valued this little centurion who suddenly rose very much, and wanted to make him a thousand-captain and sit on an equal footing with himself, this was not something that made him happy, just a little martial artist in the realm of the acquired mortal body, and he didn't know what shit luck he had to run into to defeat the terrifying guy Elephant Demon.

"Ye Xuan, stop, I, Wu Fei, want to ask you!" Wu Fei snorted coldly, and shouted at Ye Xuan, he had already used his innate true qi, like a thunderbolt, echoing over the barracks.

Ye Xuan felt as if he had been hit by a splitting punch in his back, although it was not painful or itchy, but he was unhappy in his heart, and he could only turn around slowly, staring at the two people who were finding fault, silent.

"Boy, why are you staring at the elder Qianfu? Didn't you hear what the adults were going to ask you?" Liu Chenghu shouted with a fake tiger.

"What does the elder Qianfu want to ask, I must know everything, and I will say everything, but before asking, I, Ye Xuan, want to make the next battle book to this centurion Liu Cheng, and fight the life and death battle in the martial arts field, if you don't take it, how far is it, how far is it!"

Ye Xuanyu was not shocking and endless, and directly launched a life-and-death battle against Liu Cheng, who provoked him, obviously wanting to kill chickens and monkeys, so as to establish his power.

Hearing that Ye Xuan directly asked to fight himself, or a battle of life and death, Liu Cheng's face turned white at once, Ye Xuan's murderous and bloody sword technique was famous in the entire camp, I am afraid that this battle will be more than auspicious.

"What, are you afraid?" Wu Fei on the side glanced at Liu Cheng coldly and snorted coldly.

"You're dead, and the number of the Blood Slaughter Hundred Array under your command is about to disappear, by the way, the killing merit points in your waist card will all belong to me. A cruel sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth, and his right hand had unconsciously pressed on the handle of the Demon Killing Knife, and the murderous aura was permeated.

The Blood Slaughter Array Centurion and the Butcher Array Centurion were going to duel in the martial arts arena, and the news spread quickly throughout the entire barracks, so that Ye Xuan was also taken aback when he arrived at the martial arts arena, the huge martial arts arena was empty, but it was bustling with soldiers all around.

Liu Cheng saw so many people watching the battle, his face was even more ugly, if he was defeated at this time, he was afraid that he would not be able to say anything if he wanted to beg for mercy, what puzzled Liu Cheng the most was that the thousand-captain Wu Fei next to him really didn't look like a backer who supported him, and even like a guy who pushed himself into the fire pit, originally just to take advantage of the situation to suppress and ridicule this Ye Xuan, but it turned into a life-and-death battle between himself and him, Wu Fei has been watching coldly, that sarcasm is tantamount to falling into a well.

Even though he was not angry in his heart, Liu Cheng was the centurion of the Blood Slaughter Array after all, and like Ye Xuan, his martial arts followed a brutal path, the only difference was that Ye Xuan used a knife, and he used a stick.

Wu Fei slowly walked behind the two centurions who were about to fight a decisive battle, his eyes swept away, and he looked at the thousands of soldiers watching the battle, sure enough, there were many centurions and centurions hiding among them, the only thing that made him feel a little relieved was that there was no captain of ten thousand commanders present, and the jealousy in his heart faded a lot.

Walking to the center of the martial arts arena, Ye Xuan smiled slightly, and said to Liu Cheng: "Please!"

Liu Cheng's eyes narrowed into a slit, staring at the demon killing knife on Ye Xuan's waist, grabbed it with his right hand, and the cold iron rod behind his back was already in his hand, horizontal to his chest, and then said, "You don't pull out the knife?"

"If I draw the sword, you will die, so you should be glad that I haven't drawn the knife at this moment. Ye Xuan spit out such a sentence lightly, revealing strong confidence.

Wu Fei, the commander of the centurion not far away, suddenly felt that something was wrong, this centurion Ye Xuan glanced at himself intentionally or unintentionally when he said this, it seemed to be a provocation, and it seemed to be a warning, what did he want to do, the cannon fodder barracks are also barracks, and there is also military discipline, and the following crimes are absolutely not allowed, does he want to challenge himself after killing Liu Cheng?

Wu Fei quickly expelled this thought from his mind, the centurions are all acquired mortal realm martial artists, and even some of the thousand commanders also have acquired mortal body realm martial artists, and he is a real congenital true body realm martial artist, the reason why he can't be promoted is just because he is a little older, and his potential is not as big as these teenagers, Ye Xuan should not be a fool, nor a madman, challenging himself is a self-defeating way.

A confident smile unique to the superior appeared at the corner of his mouth, Wu Fei calmed down his mood, quietly aside, and continued to watch the play.

"Okay, I'll see when you pull out the knife, I'm afraid that before the knife is pulled out, I will kill you with a stick!" Liu Cheng's eyes flashed with resentment, and in front of everyone's eyes, Ye Xuan, this guy was so arrogant, and he insulted himself in such a contemptuous way.

"It's really noisy, there is too much nonsense, look at the knife!" Ye Xuan's most annoying thing was the battle of words, without saying a word, he directly drew the knife.

The demon killing knife came out of the sheath, emitting a sound like a beast's roar, the dark blade did not see the brilliance flowing, the tip of the knife did not see the dazzling knife flashing, and the knife track that cut through the sky was a little unpredictable, such as an antelope hanging horns, making people have no trace.

Liu Cheng was annoyed in his heart, and secretly scolded this Ye Xuan for suddenly drawing a knife to face each other, which was no different from a sneak attack, and this knife broke through the air, making people feel that there was no way to avoid it, and there was no way but to helplessly hold the stick in both hands and face the sky, hoping to completely seal the knife momentum from the volley and let it return in vain.

Ye Xuanren walked with the knife, the knife fell from the air, and the person also deceived forward, as if it was a posture of the unity of the human and the knife, and the power suddenly increased several times, and the original knife move that had no trace became extremely violent, the knife wind was whistling, and there was even a hidden thunder roaring, and its power was thousands.

Seeing that Ye Xuan's sword skills were so exquisite, let alone ordinary soldiers, even those centurions and thousand-sours all gasped, if they were in Liu Cheng's position, how to resolve such a violent knife, I am afraid that they would be helpless.

Liu Cheng is already old in his moves, and it is difficult to ride a tiger, so he can only resist the power of this knife, even if this cold iron rod can block the blade, but the sword qi emitted is afraid that it will also leave a deep blood mark on his forehead, in a sense, he has been defeated.

An unexpected scene appeared, the violent sword qi disappeared instantly, as if it had never appeared, and Ye Xuanren had already arrived in front of Liu Cheng, and at the same time that the knife had been put into the sheath, he struck out a palm, which was also as powerful as a wave.

Ye Xuan's palm, called the Zhenwu Great Mudra, was thick and cold, and it hit Liu Cheng's chest directly.

The world's martial arts tricks, Ye Xuan knows too much, and he can be trusted to come easily.

With a muffled snort, Liu Cheng was like a kite with a broken string, his body soared into the air, fell ten meters away, and he couldn't get up for a while, and he was already seriously injured.