When he ran into the boy on the edge of the fighting field, he immediately widened his eyes.

The silver-white battle robe flies in the wind and waving.

A young man stood tall, with his hands behind him, and a pair of pure black gloves on his slender right hand.

"Yes, it's Marshal Yan..." The speaker took a breath and jumped up excitedly on the spot, "It's Marshal Yan, Marshal Yan!"

"Marrior Yan! It's Marshal Yan, Marshal is not dead! I knew... Marshal is so powerful, he will definitely not die!"

"It's the marshal, the marshal appears!"

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More and more people gathered together, and the excited and enthusiastic shouts almost formed a wave of enthusiasm, surrounding this space.

The young man, who was tall and tall, raised his eyes, and his eyes were as cold as water. Her long legs moved and walked towards the center of the fighting arena.

Everyone immediately stopped the voice and gave way to Yan Tao.

The boy stood still slowly and suddenly curled his lips and smiled, but the smile was not enough to reach the bottom of his eyes, and it was extremely cold and fierce.

"Yi Yunke, get out of three numbers!"

The cold voice spreads with powerful mental power.

Some tables and chairs that were close to each other were directly lifted up and hit the ground with a thump.

In the noble box, many people's faces turned pale.

Some of the weak mental power even collapsed directly on the seat, their expressions trembling.

"It's him, he's not dead!"

"He's actually back!"

There were also people who were lucky enough to gloat to watch the scene.

"Yan Tao is a vengeful guy. The Ma Wei is really cruel now."

If you dare to release the power of mental power directly in the fighting arena, you will be the madman of the Yan family.

The Eyun family's private room was silent at this moment.

Eyunke was originally lying on his back in his seat, sitting down straight, with a hint of surprise and panic in his silver-white, almost cold and ruthless eyes. He grabbed the armrest of the chair in nervousness, "Damn it, how could he survive!"

Eyunke's heartbeat could not be controlled, and the rampantness of the past few days has now become ironic.

The game he had made with great effort was actually empty.

How is it possible.

Yi Yunke recalled the situation of his assassination of Yan Tao that day and secretly grabbed his fingers.

Because of his etiquette and calmness, he had to doubt himself.

But his sword should be able to perfectly crush Yan Tao's whole body, and he would never have any chance of survival.

But this...what is going on?

Yi Yunke's face changed countless thoughts in a moment, and his face was gloomy and gloomy.

"Yiyunke, how long do you want me to wait for you?"

The young man Sen Leng Hanche's words came from the private room.

Within just one minute of their confrontation, the entire star network exploded.

During this period, the Star Network has been rumored that the Marshal of the Yunxiao Fleet is dead.

Yan Tao fought against the Zerg to protect the people, and many people regarded him as the guardian saint.

The entire Canglan Galaxy even regarded him as his faith.

News of Yan Tao's death circulated widely on Star Network, and Yi Yunke even issued a statement confirming that Yan Tao was dead.

It even detonated the entire heart network like explosives.

Many people asked the imperial royal family to give an explanation.

But today, Yan Tao actually appeared!

People ran around and told each other, and many people who were not connected to the Star Network saw the news and couldn't wait to get on the Star Network.

The fighting arena was crowded with crowds.
Chapter completed!