Jing Ye was tied up on the battle platform by the six people, and after a while, the iron chain fell to the ground with a bang, Jing Ye looked around, the audience was full of figures, and more than a thousand tables of wine banquets were placed, and there were many smiling people in the crowd between the banquets.

There were even Shushan disciples who shouted loudly: "Kill him!

"Shameless demons, troublesome land, no good death!"

"Break him into ten thousand pieces, and leave no corpse!"

The crowd was filled with righteous indignation, the demons and the evil calamity disturbed Shushan, since everyone in the world was righteous, and some Shushan disciples or Dongtu Junjie deliberately raised their voices in a vain attempt to attract the attention of the elders.

The crowd shouted and cheered, the rats crossed the street, everyone shouted and beat, and at this moment, Jing Ye's whole body was inexplicably covered with a layer of coldness, but it was a sharp gaze that looked at him, only making him tremble, cold sweat on his back, and he couldn't help himself.

Jing Ye raised his eyes and saw that in the vast sea of people, in the most central place, there was an old woman with a gorgeous crown and a golden pendant, but the wrinkles were vicissitudes, her temples were pale, and she looked at herself with a smile, and the sharp killing intent of the red stripes was clearly revealed.

"Sage Realm!"

Jing Ye's heart trembled, no longer looking at the old woman, secretly running the Heaven Swallowing Technique in his heart to block the chill in his heart, and swept the audience, thousands of people under the stage took the Dragon Clan's slaughter of themselves as pleasure, and they were happy to see it, and they couldn't wait to kill it quickly!

Suddenly, Jing Ye's hair fluttered, and he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahaha...... Unexpectedly, the master has lived for eighteen years, and today he actually enjoys such treatment, with good wine and fine wine, dare to ask someone if he dares to send me a bowl, and also call the thorn leaves good on the road!"

This laughter is quite heroic, tragic and empty, but the guests below know that this Jing Ye killed Prince Yanyun and killed many Shushan disciples, and today he sent wine, isn't it criticized!

If you send wine to him today, you will be the enemy of the righteous path of the world!

When death is dying, I still want to drink other people's favorite wine, dreaming!

Jing Ye raised his eyes and looked, the figure was vast but no one dared to come forward, and suddenly his heart was sad, looking at the crystal dragon palace with colorful lights and red Luo tent, he smiled secretly in his heart, her wedding banquet, I couldn't even ask for a glass of wedding wine!

These eighteen years are really desolate!

Jing Ye raised his eyes and looked at the blue sky of Long, and smiled dumbly, and at this time, where the disciples of Shu Mountain gathered, suddenly sounded a burst of vicissitudes of life: "The avenue is vast and vast, thousands of miles ask where to go, the mountains and rivers and the earth are dusty for thousands of years, the vicissitudes of the sea and the spring and autumn are restored, the Qiankun is reversed, and the yin and yang gossip enters the Xuangu...... In the stone fire and lightning of life, Nakan Avenue soars to the road......"

"The moon in the water, the flowers in the mirror, can break through the ruthless suffering, if the wind and the moon are free."

I only heard the vast singing voice one after another, and for a while, everyone got up and looked at the disciples of Shushan, and Yu Xuzi raised his eyebrows angrily, and shouted: "Come back!

And the gray-haired old man didn't hear it at all, didn't care, didn't care, just held a white jade bowl and a bowl of sweet wine, and walked towards the messy young man in bloody clothes on the battle platform, and for a while the old tears blurred his eyes, and shouted: "Fourth junior brother, Du Fei represents the Zizhu junior brother, and the master Gu Jiuzhen will send you on the road!"

Jing Ye saw that the man ignored everyone's gaze, still singing the desolate avenue song and walking towards him, obviously unexpectedly, Du Fei would be here, his heart suddenly did not taste, and suddenly scolded: "You ignorant old man, I went to Zizhu Peak because I saw Gu Jiu's sloppiness, and it was easy to take revenge, how can I have any friendship with you, you go back! Your wine, the master doesn't drink it! Don't drink it!"

"This person is crazy, he dares to give wine to that demon!"

"Come back, old man!"

There are disciples in Shushan who openly give wine to this demon, and everyone looks sideways and talks about it.

At this moment, a person in purple clothes rushed out, stopped in front of Du Fei, and shouted in a deep voice: "Go back!"

Du Fei begged with tears in his eyes: "Uncle Guangyuan, you are doing well, ask me to send a glass of water and wine to my junior brother, and let him go on his way!

Guang Yuanzi blocked the road with a cold eye, raised his hand and slammed the wine bowl to the ground, not allowing Du Fei to refute, he pushed out a palm, and directly swept Du Fei out and fell into the crowd.

Seeing Guangyuanzi make a move, the people of Shushan calmed down and sighed for a while.

At this moment, a crisp cry suddenly sounded on the field, "Donor, my master asked me to bring you wine to drink, my Buddha is merciful, turn back to the shore."

Everyone looked at it, but it was a little monk in a white monk's robe, who was not clean or fifteen years old, plain and indifferent, holding a bowl of wine, and walking towards the battle platform.

Jing Ye was stunned, this little monk had never seen it before, the little monk took the wine and handed it to Jing Ye, feeling that there were countless pairs of eyes around him, he was suddenly a little embarrassed, touched the little bald head, and hurriedly walked towards a middle-aged monk in a white and black striped robe sitting among the guests.

When the crowd was neutral, there was a discussion, "Who is this little monk, so uninteresting!"

"Didn't you hear that it was sent by the great monk, but the great monk doesn't seem to have seen it!"

At this moment, Jing Ye drank the wine, and the white jade bowl fell to the ground with a "dang long" sound, and shouted: "Little monk, good wine! Jing Ye is fortunate to have three lives!"

Then he glanced at the audience with cold eyes, and said with a smile: "The little master has lived for eighteen years, and I can't wait for my father's revenge, and after twenty years, I will be reincarnated, and I will inevitably fight the East again! Come on! Whoever wants to kill me will come to the stage, a few catties and a few taels, life and death!"

"When death is on the verge of death, you dare to speak out, and the red cocktail of the dragon tribe will take the lead first!"

When I looked at it again, a dragon boy, dressed in an animal skin robe, looked demonic, and jumped onto the battlefield with a fiery red spear in his hand!

Seeing this young man on the stage, the dragon warriors below, and the guests shouted and cheered when they were neutral, although this red cocktail was a little worse than those people, but he was the strongest child of the younger generation of the dragon tribe, and he was only thirty years old, in the early years of the dragon clan, and he was full of spirit!

"Kill!"

The thorn leaves are flying wildly, and today's life and death are up to the sky, even if you die, you have to pay for your life!

Killing one is enough, killing a pair is earning!

With a clear roar, he rushed towards the young man without any scruples, the six-armed Tongshen Fist was as strong as the wind, and when the aura was swaying, there was a crackling sound in the air, and Jing Ye punched directly into the red mantle door.

Jing Ye's punch was amazing, and with one punch, Gangfeng tore through the space, and the red cockroach never expected that the original human race would also have such a strong fist.

At that moment, he took a step back, flicked the spear in both hands, and the dragon qi burst out a spear flower, and stabbed towards Jing Ye's chest!

This red iron spear is seven feet three inches long, the two of them are separated by a zhang, and the spear is like a dragon.

Just in an instant, he was shocked, the demon called Jing Ye had no scruples, and his left fist turned over and grabbed the spear that was coming from the big trend!

"Boom!"

There was a crisp sound of metal colliding, sparks clustered, and the palm of Jing Ye was dripping with blood, but he still walked straight forward!

Holding the spear tightly in his left hand, he slashed forward, and when he rubbed it, Jing Ye's left hand left a scarlet blood stain on the barrel of the spear.

Following the pace of his feet, he was in front of the red cockroach in the blink of an eye, his right fist was clenched, the light shone, and it smashed down!

It was almost impossible for the red cockroach to think, the dragon clan was strong, what was he afraid of, and he directly smashed it out with a fist in his right hand!

"Boom!"

When the two fists met, there was a scene that made the people below stunned, the red man's face turned red, the spear took off his hand, and the bone of his right hand crackled, and he was directly shocked and flew out.

What kind of physique this leaf fish is, it shook the dragon boy with a hard punch, and instead knocked the dragon clan children out!

Looking at the blood gurgling in the left hand of the thorn leaf, but his face was still calm, and he held a flipped red spear in his hand, and then swept away.

Suddenly, he swept the red cockroach off the stage!

With just one move, he broke the genius boy that the Red Dragon Tribe was proud of!

There was a sigh in the audience, and the red mantle seemed to be unconvinced, and shouted: "Fang is my carelessness, let me fight again!"

At this time, a white palm suddenly fell on his shoulder, looked at him with disdain, and shook his ring finger in front of his eyes!

"Lord Purple Flame......" Red Flame looked lost, and couldn't go on.

"The children of the dragon clan are nothing more than that, but there are still people who dare to fight me to the death!" Jing Ye held a spear in one hand and looked around, who dared to come to the stage to fight!

"I'm coming!"

A young man in gold and green hair jumped onto the battle platform, but what he held in his hand was a four-foot giant sword with a crystal cold light all over his body.

The reason why it is said to be a giant sword is because the blade of this sword is very wide and looks very heavy, and as soon as this green-haired young man arrives on the battle platform, the whole body of the cold sword exudes a cold and arrogant cold aura that is unparalleled in the world, as if it can freeze everything!

As soon as this person appeared, the guests of the dragon clan were immediately noisy and thunderous!

The shouts rose majestically, and some people were even more incredible: "How could Shuangye come on the field so quickly, he is the top three characters in his later life, and his combat power is on par with the golden scales!"

"That demon just now defeated the careless red cockroach with one move, and I'm afraid that Shuangye can't help it!"

Shuangye's eyes were cold, just like the huge and heavy cold sword in his hand, and he said loudly: "Life or death doesn't matter, fight to death!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the guests in the wedding banquet immediately changed color, but there was a cheer among the dragon clan, this is the warrior of the dragon clan, comparable to the golden warrior with the highest combat power of the dragon clan under Ziyan!

"Kill!"

Jing Ye held a spear in one hand, and used the spear as a sword, vaguely having the feeling of a bladeless heavy sword back then, such a good gun, when the mountains and rivers raised the sword!

Jing Ye dragged the spear, shook his hand and took out the sword, carrying the sword qi of the mountains and rivers, the sword roared the mountains and rivers, and launched a fierce blow towards the frost ye!

The spear smashed down from the blue sky, leaving a phantom shadow and slashing towards the center of Frost Ye's eyebrows!

"Whoa......

hissing and chanting, bursting out with endless battle intent, as if drawing a knife and cutting off water, revealing a little coldness, Frost Ye's expression remained unchanged, as if he had already anticipated Jing Ye's moves, and raised the giant sword in his hand!

"Boom!"

The red spear hit the huge cold sword, and there was a metal shattering sound, but there was no spark, but Jing Ye's left hand holding the spear felt a chill through his heart.

Look at the tip of the spear, but the frost has been frozen inch!

What a cold sword!

What a strong fighting spirit!

A weird smile appeared at the corner of Shuangye's mouth, and he shouted the word "kill" crisply in his mouth, and after one move, he directly turned the defense into an attack, and killed Jing Ye with a giant sword!

It's too late, that's fast!

Jing Ye lost his mind, Shuangye's strange steps had already reached the divine sword, holding the giant sword with both hands and rotating the sword body directly at Jing Ye's waist!

In a trance, Jing Ye's figure left an afterimage, and quickly retreated backwards.

Rao is like this, this fierce sword fell into the shadow, Jing Ye was still grazed by the cold sword intent on his right arm, and a layer of ice was attached to the blood-stained rags, and the cold evil qi drilled into the flesh and blood, and there was a heart-wrenching pain.

Seeing that Jing Ye avoided his own sword, Na Shuangye was also slightly surprised, and then strode towards Jing Ye, and suddenly flew up to the ground, and slashed down with a sword force!

The speed is fast, and the greatsword falls from the sky!

Jing Ye had almost no room to retreat, and he was unwilling to retreat, so he raised his gun with both hands to block directly!

"Chin!"

The cold air fell on the sky, the cold wind blew in the face, and the thorn leaves were like falling into an ice cave, and when I looked at it again, the sword fell down, and it actually bent the entire seven-foot-long red spear.

And at this moment of bending, Frost Ye continued to exert force, and the giant sword rubbed against the body of the gun, and a fine ice cube shot out, straight in front of Jing Ye!

Jing Ye's heart moves at will, the five elements technique, and the cohesion is formed, forming a gathering shield in front of him, blocking the erosion of the cold!

Frost Ye, who was still in the air, laughed, and suddenly he let out a clear roar: "Kill!"

The dragon chanted for nine days, the dragon qi rippled and flew, and the huge cold sword fell heavily, and then flew forward!

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, everyone under the battle platform was stunned, the eight-inch-wide blade actually directly broke through the gathering shield in front of Jing Ye's body, and the clouds swirled around, stabbing towards Jing Ye.

In just an instant, Jing Ye leaned over, and the cold sword pierced Jing Ye's left arm, and blood and water shot out!

This time, Frost Ye was shocked!