"It's interesting!"

Ye Xuan's eyes were calm. The other party combined the two forces of Fengyun, and formed a unique spatial domain field when joining his own domain barrier, oppressing Ye Xuan's body.

This technique has surpassed ordinary martial emperor powerhouses.

But it's not enough.

Click!

The Sword of Judgment itself is the controller of Thunder. Ye Xuan circulates Xuanyuan, his mind condenses into the black giant sword, and easily tear opens the thick tornado vortex.

Boom!

The storm-like wind whimpered on the ring and dissipated in all directions.

"Take my move again, I will be shocked by Yun Wuji!"

Bu Jingyun's eyes were like lightning, and he shouted violently. His hands were wrapped in bow shapes, and a unique force field formed between his hands, forming an attack like a cloud pillar, and there were even lightning surging and instantly slashing down.

"Defeat!"

Ye Xuan didn't want to continue fighting. At the moment the opponent took action, the black heavy sword in his hand slashed out a sword like lightning, exerting 20% ​​of the combat power.

Boom!

A long black sword shadow ran forward in the void, and countless stars flashed and exploded, turning into a winding galaxy, shattering the cloud pillars formed by Bu Jingyun∵→attacks instantly.

Puff!

The Xuanyuan on the body protecting body was as vulnerable as fragile white paper, and burst into pieces. Bu Jingyun widened his eyes and flew backwards, his mouth was spewed blood, and a ferocious wound several feet long appeared in his chest. Blood like a spring water gushed out from it and spilled all over the ground.

"I lost, Bu Jingyun lost."

"Three moves, just three moves, Bu Jingyun, who won 53 consecutive victories last year, actually lost."

A violent uproar suddenly came from the crowd.

They stood there in an instant.

As both a strong man with 50 consecutive victories, Ye Xuan's strength has far exceeded everyone's imagination.

"Who else?"

Standing proudly on the ring, Ye Xuan spoke indifferently.

The whole audience was silent.

But soon, another strong man rushed to the arena.

This person is also a genius strong man from the Martial Arts Association, a 50-game winning streak three years ago.

Bang bang bang bang!

After just a few moves between the two sides, they were defeated by Ye Xuan's sword again.

"I'll do it!"

Another former 50-game winning streak came to power.

After several moves, the man was slapped off the ring by Ye Xuan's sword.

Fifty-three consecutive victories.

Fifty-five consecutive victories.

Fifty-nine consecutive victories.

Sixty consecutive victories.

After winning streaks, everyone in the audience was already confused.

No one can stop Ye Xuan's footsteps. The so-called younger generation has no power to resist in front of Ye Xuan, and there are very few who can survive ten moves.

From fifty consecutive victories to sixty consecutive victories, Ye Xuan had already ended the battle in less than half an hour. This speed has appeared for the first time in the history of the martial arts competition in recent decades.

"Scary, terrible."

"In less than half an hour, I won ten games. The former 50-game winning streak was simply vulnerable to his hands."

"What is this son's origin? Could it be the top genius of the seven major sects in the mainland, or the hidden families in the mainland?"

People can't help but suspect that geniuses of the level like Ye Xuan are definitely not something that ordinary small forces can possess. Only those geniuses of top-notch forces in the mainland can reach this level.

Sixty consecutive victories ended.

Ye Xuan's name was even more outstanding and was introduced to the major forces in the city of chaos.

The core training area of ​​the martial arts association.

"Oh? A genius actually came out in the ring competition? He defeated the powerful man who won 50 consecutive games in the previous ring competitions in a few moves?"

In the courtyard, a young man in a white robe stood up, and he hung a long sword on his waist. His whole body was like a sharp sword unsheathed, emitting a terrifying aura.

Click!

After he stood up, the void trembled, and the flowers and trees around him shook under an invisible aura, as if the subjects who had surrendered to the king had instantly turned into ashes.

Several young strong men on the side retreated under this breath, with a hint of shock on their faces.

"Senior Brother Ximen Wuqing, this person won 60 consecutive victories, which took less than half an hour. Among the younger generation of our martial arts club, I'm afraid that only Senior Brother Ximen, you can defeat him."

"That's right, Senior Brother Ximen, this person is too arrogant. Although he has won 60 consecutive victories, he has not joined my martial arts club yet. This is clearly a demolition of my martial arts club."

"Senior Brother Ximen, if you don't take action, although there must be masters among the seniors of our Martial Arts Association who can stop him from moving forward, once the elders and the others take action, they will inevitably be said by the outside world that there are no young masters of our Martial Arts Association and can only rely on their old age to bully others."

"yes."

Each of these young warriors has a very amazing aura. They are all young strong men who have fought with Ye Xuan before but failed, and they are all filled with anger.

"Okay, don't have to say it."

The young man with a long sword hanging on his waist said lightly, "As long as this boy can win 80 consecutive victories, I will do it myself."

The other young men showed joy on their faces.

Ximen Wuqing is the most terrifying genius born in the martial arts competition over the years. Five years ago, he had a terrible record of 85 consecutive victories, and finally he was defeated under the wheel battle of the older generation of the martial arts competition.

Over the years, he has kept his low profile and has better cultivation than before. His cultivation has also reached the level of the eighth-level third-level martial emperor. However, if he really fights, the ordinary eighth-level third-level martial emperor is no match for him. He is one of the young strongest people in the martial arts club who has the most hope of breaking through the Nine Heavens Martial Emperor.

"Hehe, no matter how strong that kid is, he will definitely lose."

Other members of the Fighting Fighting Club all showed cold smiles on their faces.

at the same time.

Deep in the Hall of Life and Death.

This is a bone house made of skulls, with a skull of ghost spirit standing in this dark hall with a sense of desolation and ruthlessness.

A man in a black cloak stood in front of the skeleton haunted house with a respectful expression.

"Oh? The battle will produce a genius with 60 consecutive victories? And he is only in his twenties?"

From the skeleton haunted house, a chilling cold sound came from, as if the ghost sound from the underworld from Jiuyou was floating without a trace.

"Yes, Senior Brother Gui Li, that boy is named Ye Xuan. He has very few strong men who can pass ten moves in his hands until now. He is the fastest challenger to win 60 consecutive victories in recent decades."

The man in black cloak said respectfully.

"Are the top geniuses from other regions of the mainland? Something interesting." A cold voice sounded again: "You retreat and let me know after the opponent wins 80 consecutive victories."

"Yes, Senior Brother Gui Li."

The man in black cloak retreated respectfully.

In the skeleton haunted house, a cold voice sounded faintly: "It just so happened that my cultivation has reached a critical moment. Are you a genius from the outside world? Don't let me down, hehehehe."

The sound was sharp and harsh, like a purgatory Shura, full of evil spirits and blood.
Chapter completed!