Heavenly God Mnemonic

"Hum!"

Yang Qingxuan threw his sword to the ground, stabilizing his shaky body.

After a sword, his breath fell to the extreme and he could not stand steady.

The broken muscles and bones on the body have been restrained from further expansion, but the short-term performance cannot be recovered.

Yang Qingxuan raised his hand, and the Ghost Fighter disappeared from the ground. He walked forward step by step, staring at Ye Mingchuan.

Ye Tao was shocked and yelled anxiously: "The victory has been divided, my son lost, stop!"

Lu Jiangpeng sneered and said, "This is the God of War platform. The battle of life and death is based on the theory of life and death, not on the basis of winning or losing."

Ye Tao was furious, and shouted: "Yang Qingxuan, if you dare to kill my son, the relationship between Shangchi Kingdom and Cangnan Kingdom will be completely ruined. I will definitely lead my soldiers to this land, blood will flow into a river, and billion Ten thousand people will be buried with my son!"

Yang Qingxuan stopped.

Many students sighed secretly. After all, it was the king of the foreign surname of Shangchi State. Once the war between the two countries was provoked, it would not be something a student could bear.

Ye Mingchuan was lying in front of his feet, with a huge sword mark on his chest, his intestines came out, he kept vomiting blood, and his eyes were full of resentment.

Yang Qingxuan raised his foot and stepped on Ye Mingchuan's face with a "pop", he said: "I am a person who believes in my words. Since I said that I want to step on your face, I have to realize it. This is for myself. Being responsible is also responsible to you."

Everyone: "..."

Ye Mingchuan was stepped on his head with his feet, his body convulsed constantly, his intestines gushing out, and blood flowed like a crack in the ground, spreading dozens of feet away.

Ye Tao trembled: "No, don't! Don't you fear that thousands of people will die tragically in the war between the two countries?!"

"Ok?"

Yang Qingxuan said, "What are you talking about? I was thinking about something just now, but I didn't hear it clearly."

Everyone: "..., it turns out that he didn't hear clearly. No wonder, I said, how could he have such courage."

Ye Tao swallowed with difficulty, and said, "If you kill my son, I will surely start a war and let Cangnan Kingdom's blood flow into a river, and hundreds of millions of lives will die tragically and be buried for my son.

"Ha ha."

Yang Qingxuan smiled faintly, and said, "I am not from Cangnan. It's up to you, what do you like, I can't control you, you don't care about me either.

With that, I stepped on again, ran a few times, and then another, third, fourth...

Ye Tao opened his mouth wide and froze for a moment. His threat was so weak and pale as a piece of paper.

Ye Mingchuan finally died after being stepped on seven or eight feet, lying on the ring like mud.

Ye Tao's eyes were dark and he fell directly on the ground.

Gundam was also shocked, and suddenly cried out with a "wow", "It's dead, brother is dead...oooo..."

The whole audience could only hear his crying, and the rest of the people were dumbfounded. At this moment, they couldn't believe Yang Qingxuan had won, and Ye Mingchuan had died.

Fu Zhuo also opened his mouth wide, his eyes filled with shock and dullness.

"Oh, have you seen everything clearly?"

You Ye said coldly: "This is a gentleman like a dragon, with an infinite Taoist heart. Your meager strength is not as good as Ye Mingchuan. How can you fight Yang Qingxuan?"

"No, no!"

Fu Zhuo retorted: "In the middle of the fight, Ye Mingchuan's martial spirit was obviously affected. It must be Yang Qingxuan who has done something weird."

You Ye's face sank, murderous intent burst out of her eyes, and she sternly shouted: "You stupid, how can you still say such naive words? If you win, you win. It doesn't matter how you fight, you win. If it is. If you say such stupid things in the future, I will just tear your mouth!"

Fu Zhuo closed his mouth and his face was green.

You Ye said: "I hope today's battle will be burned into your mind forever, and think about it every time you are stupid, and inspire you to keep moving forward."

Fu Zhuo gritted his teeth and said: "In the ranking battle, I will definitely defeat him and prove it to you!" Before You Ye responded, he turned and left.

You Ye raised her mouth and laughed at herself: "Will you prove it to me? If your terrifying martial arts can be fully displayed, maybe it can really defeat Yang Qingxuan. I will watch it quietly. I hope you can. Surprise me."

After all, he also jumped up and flew away in front of everyone.

At this time, everyone came back to their senses one by one.

"Ye Mingchuan is really dead... he's just a rookie... he actually killed the number one in Yunchuan Academy..."

"The powerhouse of the True Martial Realm Dzogchen was just killed by him, God..."

"Does Yang Qingxuan already possess the strength of the four kings?"

Fang Chen looked at the lonely figure on the arena with his fists clenched tightly, and gritted his teeth: "You really... have progressed to this point!"

He flicked his sleeves, turned and strode away.

"Great, Brother Qingxuan won!"

Jingjing jumped up happily and clapped her hands: "He can kill Ye Mingchuan, and he can definitely kill Shangguan Haitang, right? Sister, right?"

With faint tears in Wen Wen's eyes, he smiled and nodded: "Yes."

"Wow, that's great!"

Jingjing was overjoyed and said, "As long as Shangguan Haitang dies, Dad will be saved, and..."

She calmed down, staring at Wu Qiyue in the distance, and said fiercely: "At that time, I will be able to chase Brother Qingxuan, and I must not let Brother Qingxuan be snatched by Wu Qiyue!"

Wen Wen was shocked: "Jingjing, you..."

Jingjing turned her head, her face was deserted, and said, "Sister, am I wrong? Then there will be no worries. I can chase after brother Qingxuan openly. Sister, you can too. Let us join hands. Brother Qingxuan grabbed it back!"

Wen Wen sighed: "The gentleman is unparalleled in the world, the master of Mo is like jade, and the peerless beauty like Wu Qiyue is just worthy of Yang Qingxuan."

An angry expression appeared on Jingjing's face and said, "I don't care, how can I know if I don't try it?"

Wen Wen sighed and shook his head slightly.

On the other side of the ring, Huamu's one-eyed face was full of fear, and her lips kept trembling, so she couldn't say a word.

After a while, he swallowed hard, trying to go back to report, but found that his feet were already stiff, and he couldn't even move.

Suddenly, Chen Ting's gaze came over from a distance, and he swallowed his saliva in a one-eyed "grunt".

On the other side, it took a long time for the blue screen to slow down, suddenly grinned, and said, "Hey, Yang Qingxuan is really amazing, right, brother Wang Hua."

Wang Hua trembled all over and recovered from the sluggishness. He only felt chills all over his body, cold all over his body, and shouted in his heart, "Impossible, no, it was just a scum of Qiwu a year ago. , Actually killed Zhenwu Dzogchen..."

Thinking of Yang Qingxuan's terrifying talent and the holidays with the Wang family, I couldn't help but tremble.