Chapter 1811

Never die, or stop!

Ye QingHan let yejiasheng choose by himself. There is no hatred for winning or losing, because he chose by himself!

The Holy Yejia's eyes were full of killing and anger. Looking at ye QingHan's calm appearance, he glanced at the Oriental practitioners and was full of disdain and contempt.

"Mole ants, don't say that this seat doesn't give you a chance to live. If one side kneels down and admits defeat, or die! It will be the end of World War I!" said yegasheng coldly.

The master kneels down to admit defeat, and in front of all the masters in the whole world, once kneeling, the whole person's heart will break in an instant. It's wishful thinking to take another step forward. This choice is the same as never dying.

Ye QingHan glanced lightly at the nine experts around Yajia saint. He had never explained to the strong ones of the holy land of Europe. He could not determine their real strength, but they were in the same state. If they were pressed by the holy land of Middle Earth, there must be nothing strange.

Ye QingHan looked at his side again. Jiang Jingtian, Gu Qingyu, monkey king Qi Tian, Lin Wutian, Huang Peng and Yan Ao all have similar accomplishments and are almost certain to win. In particular, Yan Ao's IQ can crush anyone, except Xia ziluo and Zixian, who may have some deficiencies.

Ye QingHan beat the stone, thought for a moment, nodded and said, "no problem, just hit one side to kneel down and beg for mercy, or die!"

Killing machines were everywhere, and thousands of experts in Ouxi Holy Land retreated and gave up the battle territory.

The wind howled, the mountains swayed and rustled.

WOW!!

Countless experts rushed around the battlefield to see a good play.

At this time, Jian 13 stepped into the crazy clan territory and came to ye QingHan. He whispered, "shall I fight for you and replace the weakest woman?"

Ye QingHan shook his head. The Holy Son of Kendo holy land, Yaga saint, can't not know him. In order not to give them a chance to defend, he can only use all the crazy people.

"Enough! These ten people are the first one. We can kill him together." ye QingHan said confidently.

Sword thirteen said no more.

Around the crazy sect camp, there were strong strongmen of qiangzong and holy land. Even Xia Jiulong came in person. They all avoided him and let him enter the valley. They stood side by side with the Dharma God and devil statue, but they didn't say hello.

The opposite side of the valley entrance was razed to the ground by several people around Xia Jiulong. It was for the convenience of Xia Jiulong to watch. What he did was extremely domineering.

"I'm here to judge. I don't know which elder of Ouxi holy land came out to testify with me?" Xia Jiulong's voice was deep and thick, just like the sound of a bell.

"Don't talk nonsense, Xia Jiulong. These people are not your people? Pretend. Since you sent them out to die, I will help you!"

WOW!!

A majestic blonde old man, like a black eagle spreading his wings, galloped from the rear and stepped on people's scalp. He didn't even raise his hair. His control power has reached the peak.

Whew——————

The blond old man stepped on the side of yega saint and waved to all the people around yega saint to retreat. He said in a cold voice, "Hubert, Debir, Ivan saint, Hillier, Maris, Alexander emperor, Alec may, Edmund, mailer, you yega go to war. Don't let the Oriental practitioners underestimate our holy land of Europe!"

This is the top 30 experts of the holy land of Ouxi, especially the jega saint, who ranks among the top 10 in the holy land of Ouxi. Any one of these ten people can sweep 90% of the strong young strong!

Xia Jiulong frowned and glanced at the crazy people. He didn't care much about it. Besides, there are two little women. How can they fight with the top 30 strong men in the holy land of Europe?

"Master Astor, this is the first time I've seen this group of people, a group of unknown young people, Xiaozong. You actually sent out the top 30 players in the holy land of Western Europe. Are none of you?" Xia Jiulong raised a touch of ridicule and asked.

"Is it a nobody who knows after fighting? If it weren't for your people, they would dare to provoke us in the holy land of Ouxi?" Astor, a blond old man, asked with a sneer.

"Mentally retarded thing, you beat me in the face, didn't you let me back with my face covered? Shit, if you had a good discussion, I might let you go, but you didn't pay attention to my Dharma God like this?" the Dharma God and devil Zun trampled on the valley, the roaring and shaking of the mountains and valleys, his eyes crossed and looked cold at Astor.

Astor was stunned. No matter how ignorant he was, he should know the Dharma God and devil statue. The Tianmo sect, the holy state of Middle Earth and Tongtian sect where the Dharma God and devil statue was located were the least to deal with. It could not be Xia Jiulong's people.

"Are these your disciples?" asked Astor, frowning.

The Dharma God and devil Zun Leng replied, "only one is that I joined the crazy sect later. Since you challenge, I will take it! Isn't it the top 30? Even if you send all the top 10 strong people in the holy land of Ouxi, I won't be afraid of you!"

The strong have dignity. No one can let go of their old face when they are so excited!

"Hahaha... It's interesting. It turns out that the master of Dharma God gave up Tongtian cult and joined this crazy sect. It's a great anecdote. I'm more interested in seeing whether he won or lost. I'll also see how the disciples of master God's cultivation is. Has this vision improved after so many years?" Xia Jiulong glanced at the nine people in front of the crazy sect and ye QingHan, I can't see which one is the true disciple of Dharma God.

The Dharma God groaned and did not respond.

Ye QingHan rubbed his fingertips. It seems that this battle will be harder.

"Brother thirteen, you need to go out at last, but you don't need to go out first." ye QingHan squinted at the top ten experts such as yejiasheng, whispered, "Wutian, this yejiasheng, kill him with a sword, leaving no room!"

Lin wudian nodded silently, holding a fake sacred sword. Compared with the killing sword, the gap is too big, but the more simple the sword, the more despised the enemy!

"The guest follows the Lord. Send someone out first." ye QingHan stood up and said calmly.

As soon as the voice fell, the strong wind swept away and covered the eyes of all living beings. The cold wind was like a blade cutting bones, making people shrink their heads involuntarily.

Boom!

Hubert was dressed in a holy dress, about two meters high, tall and burly. The weapon in his hand was actually a cross, emitting a faint holy light, which made people warm all over, but the real strong man felt uncomfortable at the bottom of his heart.

"The young generation of Ouxi Holy Land ranks among the top 27. Their cultivation is pretty good, but they are a little slow." Xia Jiulong nodded and said faintly, as if to remind the crazy people.

In terms of speed, they are all the strengths of the crazy sect. After fighting and killing for so many years, they don't run away all the time. The speed of the crazy sect is not bad. Hubert is the worst of the ten people.

"Long Tian, come on, fight with speed and strength. Don't fight hard, let alone entangle with him." ye QingHan whispered.

Dilong Tian holds the Tiandao sword. Over the years, he has been practicing hard all the time. He wants to prove to his father that he has not humiliated the Tiandao sword and his father, so he rushed from the weak emperor level to the ninth floor of the world's invincible Lord!

Boom!

The Emperor Dragon is one with people every day, and the Tianlong mark on his forehead is shining, controlling the atmosphere of the four sides.

When both sides enter the battlefield, there is no basic etiquette greeting, because they have a strong opportunity in their eyes. The first war is very important. Winning or losing represents the face of both sides.