Fantasy: I Can Blow Up All Worlds

Donghong's initiative to admit defeat has dealt a great blow to Elder Han.

Although he believes in Yi Donghong's strength, he can win a hundred consecutive victories in other arenas.

But he still felt a little uncomfortable.

Ye Yusheng was obviously from Elder Bai's side. He was defeated by Elder Bai's, and Elder Han could not accept this result.

But Donghong had already stepped down, and he couldn't help it.

"In this battle, Ye Yusheng wins and wins by accumulation." Elder Han said with an ugly expression.

After speaking, Elder Han could not speak.

Ye Yusheng didn't go down either. With the passage of time, there was still no one on stage, and Ye Yusheng's victory directly reached seven consecutive victories.

This can ruin Elder Han's music. If Ye Yusheng can stand here for a hundred consecutive victories, then Elder Bai's dark hands will be one less person again.

But the facts never make him wish.

A beautiful female disciple with loose hair stepped onto the ring.

"Elder Bai sits down as a disciple, Jieying invites Junior Brother Zhanye." The female disciple said directly as soon as she took the stage.

Ye Yusheng smiled and said directly: "Ye Mou admits that he is no match for Senior Sister Jieying, I give up."

Elder Han: "..."

Elder Han's angry nose is crooked, can this be done?

Your Ye Yusheng's strength is so strong that you can't beat a body tempering nine-fold outer disciple. Is this appropriate?

But no matter whether it is appropriate or inappropriate, he is not qualified to stop it.

There is no stipulation that the Big Bi cannot voluntarily admit defeat.

After stepping off the ring, Ye Yusheng got directly into the crowd.

As soon as he got off the ring, Jieying was defeated. There is no way, not everyone has Ye Yusheng's abnormal strength.

At this moment, there was another exclamation in the distance.

The second person with 100 consecutive victories was born.

"I recognize him, he is... Long Teng?"

"Yes, it must be him, you see the flame mark on his forehead, I have seen it before."

"The celebrities who were on the top 100 list last year were superb with one hand."

"..."

Hearing everyone's discussion, Ye Yusheng's eyes also fell on Long Teng.

Long Teng is a handsome young man than Donghong, even with long messy hair can't stop his temperament.

The flame mark on the center of his eyebrows seemed to have self-will and kept burning.

The aura on his body is too strong, standing there, it seems like a magma pool, people don't even have the courage to approach.

After winning Yum, Long Teng turned and left.

"So strong."

Looking at the back of the other person leaving, Ye Yusheng's expression was solemn.

The blood value on the top of this person's head was much stronger than Dong Hong.

And he could feel that whether it was Long Teng or Donghong, there must be a very terrifying back hand.

...

The big competition was still going on, and soon it got dark.

Even so, the big competition did not exit, and it was still in full swing.

For a whole day, the Yum winners only decided four people.

It is worth mentioning that, like Longteng and Donghong, the top 100 players in the last session have never appeared again.

It seems that Feiyufeng is the only two of them who suppress the cultivation base and refuse to break through.

The martial arts field at night is still brightly lit, as bright as the day, and the big competition is in full swing.

"open."

With the sound of thunder exploding, the entire ring of the third ring was split apart by a huge blood.

This force is too strong, and that huge sword energy has caused everyone's attention.

"Battle?"

Ye Yusheng smiled.

At this time, the overlord sword stood on the ring like a javelin.

His body trembled slightly, and he was supported by a heavy knife.

His eyes were as sharp as a blade, sweeping across the audience, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose.

However, before he could speak, his body fell down with a "bang".

Overlord, with the cultivation base of the eighth peak of body tempering, thrust forward and won the fifth yum.

"Wow."

Ye Yusheng's body rushed to the ring at the fastest speed, removed the pill from the Qiankun bag, and fed it to the Tyrant Dao.

"Hey!"

Tyrant Dao was not unconscious yet, he looked at Ye Yusheng and smiled: "I will reach Yusheng first, waiting for you..."

"it is good."

Ye Yusheng smiled and nodded.

After a simple conversation, Ye Yusheng helped the tyrant knife down the ring, and then a warrior who specialized in medical skills stepped forward to heal him.

Most of the injuries of Tyrant Sword are skin trauma, which is not serious.

At this time, Hou Lei had already taken the stage again.

This time, Hou Lei had survived until 29 wins before losing.

Everyone is taking action, come on stage at the right time.

I have to say that there are still many hidden powerhouses in Feiyufeng, and amazing disciples appear every moment.

After another half an hour or so, Donghong finally won Yum on the 23rd ring and became the sixth person in Yum.

Ye Yusheng raised his head and looked at the sky. He knew that it was time for him to take action.

"boom."

On the 9th ring, a disciple had just lost, and Ye Yusheng rushed up.

This foot trembled the ring three times.

When he was on stage, the faces of the outer disciples opposite were pale.

The incident of Ye Yusheng's uproar at the execution ground some time ago is still vivid.

This disciple's cultivation was not high at first, he was only a seven-layer tempering body, and even the sky ball was barely taken off.

But now he was facing Ye Yusheng, his face turned pale in shock.

"Ye... Junior Brother Ye..."

"Haha, hello." Ye Yusheng said with a smile.

In his memory, this face is very unfamiliar, and he doesn't necessarily have to hate people who are not sure whether they have hatred.

"Junior Brother Ye...I...I admit defeat..." Jiang Lan couldn't afford the courage to make a move after all.

"it is good."

Ye Yusheng didn't bother him, watching him jump off the ring.

He was standing on the ring, but no one was willing to take the stage, even the audience was empty.

Ye Yusheng: "???"

"Am I so famous now?" Ye Yusheng touched his nose, feeling a little at a loss.

What should be done? It's boring just standing like this.

Watching the passing of time, it still didn't come up.

Watching other arenas in full swing, it hurts for him to be idle.

Not to mention him, even Elder Huang who was guarding the 9th ring was speechless.

The two stared at them for a long time, and slowly got together.

"Ye Yusheng, your current reputation is really not small." Elder Huang smiled bitterly and shook his head.

He has been a referee for three outside competitions, and for the first time he saw no one dare to challenge himself.

"I do not know either."

Ye Yusheng shrugged helplessly, and then seemed to think of something: "By the way, Elder Huang, there is something disciple would like to ask."

"What's the matter? Let's talk about it, anyway, it's boring." Elder Huang said.

"The disciple would like to ask, what is the reward for this competition, so that the strong in the previous top 100 list would be willing to suppress the cultivation base and refuse to break through, just to participate in this Zongmen competition." Ye Yusheng Asked.

Ever since Donghong finished talking to him, he has always remembered this incident.

Now that it's hard to seize the opportunity, of course he has to ask to understand.