Fantasy: I Can Blow Up All Worlds

Ye Yusheng's strength shattered the pride of everyone on the scene.

"boom!"

It wasn't until a strong person of the Body Tempering Realm Seventh Stage stepped onto the arena of life and death and once again made the silent scene alive.

"Hua Wumeng, it's him..."

"My God, that's one of the two masters around Brother Han!"

"Unexpectedly, he was alarmed, and the scenery of Ye Yusheng should end here."

This time, more people exclaimed.

Hua Wumeng, regardless of the feminine name, but the start is extremely harsh.

He never kills, but he loves to mutilate limbs.

There are too many legends about this person.

Of course, the most important thing is that this person is Han Qinhu's right-hand man.

And Ye Yusheng looked at him, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The Lord is finally coming!

"Your arrogance makes me annoying."

Hua Wumeng twisted Lanhua's fingers, her face was full of disgust, and she looked at Ye Yusheng with cold eyes.

"Say as if I like you."

Ye Yusheng sneered. When he saw this kind of yin and yang person, he felt a little nauseous.

"The teeth are sharp and sharp, and I will break your teeth one by one in a while, and then squeeze your limbs. Don't worry, I will not kill, but will only let you live a life of humiliation.

Hua Wumeng's words make people frightened.

To live as he said, it is better to die.

"This is the price you dare to provoke Brother Han and pay."

Hua Wumeng sneered, and then started directly.

In the blink of an eye, Hua Wumeng's attack had arrived, and a very thin silk thread wound around Ye Yusheng's throat.

In the face of this blow, Ye Yusheng didn't even look at it. He suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it, and the tough thread exploded directly.

Seeing this sneak attack, Hua Wumeng's face suddenly changed after being so lightly resolved by the other party.

Only now did he realize that he had underestimated the young man in front of him.

However, Ye Yusheng didn't give him much time to react and think, smiled faintly, and his figure moved, outrageously making an impact.

When he appeared again, he was already standing in front of Hua Wumeng.

Seeing Ye Yusheng's violent impact, Hua Wumeng's expression changed, and she drew dense threads from her cuffs, wrapping herself around her body.

However, as soon as the silk barrier was formed, it was torn by a palm.

The next moment, the palm of his hand was directly on Hua Wumeng's throat.

Control the enemy with one move!

With countless gazes looking at Hua Wumeng who was struggling in Ye Yusheng's hands, the scene instantly fell silent.

In everyone's eyes, there was a strong surprise.

In the distance, Liu Feiyan's eyebrows were also erect, and his face was a little surprised, but he couldn't see the joy or anger.

The Yin Ren Hua Wumeng, who had a body tempering seven and ranked 69th in the top 100, could not even get past Ye Yusheng with a single move.

In just a dozen days, Ye Yusheng's strength had risen to this level.

So shocked!

But I don't know that in the farther remote place, some people are watching this battle.

A young man with white clothes and white hair watched this scene with great interest, as if muttering to himself: "Very interesting young man."

"Well, the strength can be ranked in the top 50 of the top 100 list."

A young man holding a folding fan gave Ye Yusheng's position.

Beside him, was a figure wearing a great cloak, shrouded himself under the great cloak, and saw this person shook his head and said, "It's more than fifty, but you can go forward."

"Oh? Why did Brother Gui think so highly of this son?" The white-clothed youth was surprised.

"It's just a feeling."

"Brother Tan, what do you say?"

The young man with a folding fan asked the last person, who was Tan Jinfei who had just returned to the Haotian School.

But I don't know how scared Tan Jinfei was at this time.

He originally thought that Ye Yusheng, Chen Qingchan and others had been buried in the mouth of the ice giant python, and he also confirmed that Chen Qingchan and others could not return.

But he never expected that Ye Yusheng was still alive.

After pondering for a moment, he had an idea in his heart.

What he did in Black Devil Ridge that day must not be spread out, so the only way to do this is to start first.

In the Clear Sky School, Tan Jinfei wanted to kill an outer disciple with no background and no backing. It couldn't be easier.

"I have something to do, so I will leave first."

After speaking, he left in a hurry regardless of other people's obstruction.

The three looked at each other and shrugged indifferently.

...

At this time, beside the arena of life and death, everyone woke up like a dream.

"Fuck, are you kidding me?"

"Even Hua Wumeng is defeated? This waste...cough cough, is this kid going against the sky?"

"My god, Hua Wumeng, who is ranked 69th in the Top 100, was defeated by a single move."

"How strong is this waste..."

The sounds of sighs and cold breath sounded from time to time, and everyone was surprised by Ye Yusheng's strength.

They can't speak the name of waste anymore.

"Sixty-ninth on the top 100 list?"

Ye Yusheng's voice sounded with a trace of contempt.

Then he raised his hand and slapped it randomly, and slammed it on Hua Wumeng's face, and the crisp applause sounded.

Hua Wumeng, who was grasped by Ye Yusheng in his hand, shot directly backwards, a mouthful of blood mixed with a few fallen teeth spouted out wildly, and his body fell into the ring like a cannonball, lying on the ground like a dead dog.

This slap almost didn't slap him to death.

Although it was a life-and-death battle, Ye Yusheng didn't kill anyone from beginning to end.

"Who else?"

Ye Yusheng scanned the silent martial arts arena coldly, no one spoke, and no one came to the stage again.

Even if Hua Wumeng was defeated, then he could only get the eightfold body tempering.

However, most of the Body Tempering Eighth Layers are experienced outside, even if they are in the sect, they will not easily shoot.

They even wanted to use Ye Yusheng's hands to probe Han Qinhu.

It can be said that the stronger Ye Yusheng is, the less likely they will be to make a move.

Compared to Ye Yusheng, they prefer the throne under Han Qinhu.

"Who else?"

Ye Yusheng said again, domineering sideways.

No one spoke for a long time, everyone was shocked by Ye Yusheng's powerful strength.

"Hey!"

Ye Yusheng sneered with a sign on his face: "Is this your confidence to despise me?"

"This is how you call me a trash and think you are superior?"

"Is this the superior character you are proud of?"

Ye Yusheng's voice was cold and infiltrating, and the anger that had been insulted and trampled over the past few days completely broke out at this moment.

Every word of him made the people in the audience blush.

If such Ye Yusheng is still a waste, then what are they, are they waste in the waste?

It is worth mentioning that from beginning to end, Elder Lin, who was the referee, remained silent.

Life and death is like this, no one can do anything.

Ye Yusheng liked this kind of rules, and continued to scan the audience with bitter eyes: "Are you sure no one is on stage?"

"..."

Quiet, extremely quiet.

"Are you all a bunch of counselors? Or do you just play like a girl?"

His voice resounded in the silent martial arts field, and everyone could hear it.

Seeing that no one dared to take the stage anymore, Ye Yusheng finally turned his gaze, and finally fell on Han Qinhu who did not know when he appeared.

First glanced at the system interface, after absorbing Hua Wumeng's blood, the blood value suddenly reached 20,000.

A smile finally appeared on his face.

Then he stretched out a finger and pointed at the lofty Han Qinhu.

The corners of his mouth rose, and a wild voice resounded throughout the audience.

"Han Qinhu, roll down and die."