Gao Dashan is not stupid. Of course he knew that the ugly boy who suddenly stepped up on the ring was a powerful innate warrior, but now he was a little confused.

After all, if the ugly boy loses at that time, don’t say that he will follow the other party, it is a question whether the other party can leave the Dragon Martial Empire.

Moreover, Gao Dashan also appeared. At this moment, the ugly boy was obviously at a disadvantage. After all, he was surrounded by countless palm shadows, and anyone could see that the ugly boy would definitely lose.

After glanced at the fat man beside him, Tu Lei did not immediately force the other party to surrender to him. After all, in the current form, everything was coming in a direction that was unfavorable to him.

In the Thousand Hands Illusion Realm, through the continuous speculation of spiritual consciousness, Ye Tian finally understood the mystery of the Thousand Hands Illusion Realm. Then he did not hesitate anymore, and the innate martial arts in his body began to rush.

A loud bang suddenly resounded over the nine heavens of the entire square, and a huge stream of blue smoke instantly rushed to the sky. At this time, Dongfang Yijian's Thousand-Handed Illusion Realm was completely broken by Ye Tian.

Not only Dongfang Yijian was shocked, but even everyone opposite the ring looked at the two people in front of her with shock, especially Miaoyin. For some reason, when the ugly boy appeared, she could no longer calm down.

"Who is the monster? The demon cultivating demon hurts my disciple."

Fu Wensheng's heart also trembled, because until this moment, he finally realized that something was wrong, and it was at this moment that he finally saw the true strength of the ugly boy.

He was actually a one-star martial artist, which he never expected. Fu Wensheng loved this brother very much, otherwise he would not have lived in the Dongfang family for a long time.

He suddenly sneered in his heart, and a hint of contempt appeared in his eyes. It was too late to stop now. From the moment Dongfang Yijian stepped on the arena, Ye Tian did not intend to let Dongfang Yijian live in this world again.

The last time Ye Tian had already let go of Dongfang Yijian and Yima, but what he didn't expect was that Dongfang Yijian was simply dead and dared to hit Miaoyin's attention.

At this moment, not to mention a Wu Zong, even if the God of Martial Arts came in person, Ye Tian would also want to kill the man in white in front of him. Only in this way can this matter be completely solved.

The innate martial energy in his body started to circulate, and then Ye Tian looked at the man in white in front of him with cold eyes and said, "It's the path you chose yourself. No wonder others will die."

Then a domineering innate martial arts suddenly came out and shot directly on Dongfang Yijian's body. Before he could scream, Dongfang Yijian's body disappeared from the world forever.

Seeing his proud brother being killed under his nose, an inexplicable murderous aura suddenly soared into the sky. At this moment, Fu Wensheng vowed to kill the ugly boy in front of him to death.

But Ye Tian didn't pay any attention to the Wuzong coming towards him. He just stared at the woman opposite him with his eyes tightly. Then Ye Tian, ​​whose appearance was changed, immediately recovered his true face.

When the ugly boy returned to his appearance, Princess Miaoyin, who had been sitting calmly in her position, suddenly changed her expression and she suddenly stood up and looked at the ring opposite.

In fact, Miaoyin had a bad premonition in her heart, but she really couldn't believe that the person she loved would suddenly appear on the ring.

After all, this martial arts competition was all about his father and the emperor of the Longwu Empire. Miaoyin had already planned to do it. No matter who won the victory later, he would tell the world with his death. She belonged only to one person.

"Ye Tian, ​​don't."

Looking at the boy in black standing on the ring motionless, Fu Wensheng beside him, a strong man with his cultivation level of Wuzong had long disappeared.

Miaoyin knew in her heart that Fu Wensheng liked this brother in her usual way. Dongfang Yijian was killed, and Fu Wensheng would not let Ye Tian go. Although Miaoyin had full trust in Ye Tian's strength, the one who took action now was a powerful Wuzong.

At this moment, Miaoyin's heart was like a stagnant water, and she couldn't even get a ripples. She looked at the boy in black opposite her in despair, Miaoyin was ready to commit suicide.

Dongfang Ming, who was standing aside, had already stood up. He thought his son would be the son-in-law, and by then wouldn't the entire Dragon Martial Empire be the dominant one of the Dongfang families?

But what Dongfang Ming never expected was that his baby was killed in an instant, a young man who came out of nowhere.

Even the elders of Qianshou, his master, and a strong man who had reached the level of Wuzong had no time to save him. His son had already died.

Looking at the boy in black opposite, Dongfang Ming wished he could pounce over and cut the boy into pieces, but everyone did not show up. Emperor Longwu, who had not spoken, showed a hint of satisfaction in his eyes at this moment.

Whether everyone was full of despair or anger, twenty-seven people suddenly appeared on the ring. Sixteen demon kings took action in an instant, and the sixteen domineering martial soul power came out instantly.

The remaining eleven magicians were all protected by Ye Tian, ​​looking at the people around him with cold eyes. As long as there was any abnormal movement, the eleven magicians would take action without hesitation.

Fu Wensheng collided with the sixteen demon kings in an instant. Although Fu Wensheng's cultivation has reached the realm of the Demon Sect, there are now sixteen demon kings who are taking action.

Even if he is a powerful Wu Zong, he will not be able to gain a slight advantage in the hands of the sixteen demon kings. Fu Wen was born with the same retreat. In just a blink of an eye, he returned to his original position.

But at this moment, Fu Wensheng had long forgotten the murder of his brother, because there was another thing that was completely beyond his imagination.

A total of sixteen powerful Martial Kings appeared in front of him. Fu Wensheng knew very well in his heart. What did the sixteen Martial Kings represent? Not to mention the Thousand-Handed Kings, even those second-rate sects may not necessarily have sixteen powerful Martial Kings.

Seeing that the boy was not dead, Miaoyin's face suddenly showed a hint of surprise, and then ignored the others, even the Dragon Martial Emperor, and went straight to the opposite ring.
Chapter completed!