Looking at the ten son orders that fell on the ground, there was a dead silence.

Everyone's eyes were like nailed to death, looking directly at the orders of the son.

Ten!

This is absolutely an amazing figure. Even the top Tianjiao is almost impossible to kill ten saints in just one month.

And ye guchen, leaving aside the time of recuperation, is only half a month.

Xiao Zhan Huang's always cold and arrogant face suddenly changed.

His eyes stared at the ten son orders, and his expression was extremely calm.

Zhou Tong's face also showed a trace of consternation. Ye guchen surprised him for the first time.

And the emperor daughter of Yuan Xi, her delicate body trembled slightly, her eyes were a little dull, as if she had not turned back until now, and was in extreme shock.

The three holy Son orders she got were obtained with great efforts from Mo Langya, Fang Chen and others.

It is for this reason that she knows how rare the son is.

According to her idea, it should be difficult to get ye guchen's seriously injured body.

But now, the ten son orders, like a heavy fist, hit the heart of emperor Xi's daughter, which made her face extremely embarrassed.

On the side of Lingxi temple, LV QingHan changed color slightly, which was also a bit of a gaffe.

Qin fairy covered her red lips with her jade hand, and a trace of excited tears appeared in her eyes.

Her eyes are right.

Even if ye guchen was seriously injured, he completely crushed the little war emperor.

Qin fairy turned her eyes to Ren Tingting.

Before Ren Tingting, she had no scruples and sarcastic words.

At the moment, her face was pale, and her lips were trembling slightly.

In front of the ten son orders, any verbal irony seems weak.

Ren Tingting's lips stammered. She wanted to say something, but she couldn't speak.

"Ren Tingting, who is the frog at the bottom of the well?" Qin fairy said coldly.

Before, because she praised ye guchen, she was ridiculed by Ren Tingting.

Now, Ren Tingting is the most embarrassed and unable to stand down.

"I......" Ren Tingting clenched her lips and turned blue and white.

At the moment, ye guchen stood with his hands on his back. Although his face was still pale with some serious injuries, no one could despise him.

Especially those who had questioned ye guchen before, they felt their cheeks burning at the moment.

The ten son orders were like ten slaps on their faces.

Some people looked ashamed and lowered their heads.

"Jianzong is so powerful!" Gongsun Xiaoyue shouted, her eyes wide open.

Gongsun Xuanlong also sighed.

I didn't expect that the gamble that people thought was already doomed ended like this.

Countless fighters in the arena stand shouted the name of Jianzong.

The Dragon girl hid in the crowd and looked at the scene with a smile. She knew that ye guchen had won ten son orders, so she was not surprised.

In another corner of the crowd, a very ordinary middle-aged man looked extremely cold and fierce, and his clenched fists were shaking.

"Ye guchen, it's you. However, I don't believe that you can die in his hands with the cultivation of brother's life and death porch." the middle-aged man whispered in his heart.

He is no one else, but the old blood soul of the blood barbarian sacrifice, that is, the brother of the blood martyr mountain.

At the moment, looking at the ten dazzling son orders, the blood without soul is filled with Sen Leng's killing intention.

He has an absolute will to kill ye guchen.

When ye guchen took out ten son orders, the whole arena also fell into a long noise.

Even the old man who presided over the meeting was a little dull.

Ye guchen's achievements are really outstanding.

"It's really worthy of elder martial brother Ye. We won the bet!" many disciples in the inner courtyard looked excited.

This bet is apparently a bet between ye guchen and Xiaozhan emperor.

But it's not the battle between Jianzong talin and the three imperial palaces.

The smile on Yan Huang's face has long disappeared.

He had thought that the little war emperor would severely crush ye guchen, but who had thought it would end like this.

Just when people thought that the gambling agreement had been settled.

Zhou Tong's eyes twinkled and stood out one step: "indeed, it is worthy of Ye Jianzong. Ten son orders shocked the whole audience, but... Are these son orders the son of the blood barbarians?"

Zhou Tong's words quieted the whole noisy arena.

What does he mean by saying this?

Ye guchen's eyes were deep and looked at Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong shook his head slightly and said, "although Zhou admires ye Jianzong very much, the blood barbarians are second-line barbarians after all, and the strength of the son of God is limited. Elder martial brother Yang, although he has only eight son of God orders, there are three of them, from Feng, Mu and Tu, which are most of the real barbarians."

"So what do you mean?" ye guchen said blandly.

"So I think that the son of God order can not only determine the victory or defeat in terms of quantity, but also in terms of quality. Elder martial brother Yang has three son of God orders, all from the first-line large tribes, while brother Ye's yours are all second-line blood barbarians. We should judge which is better than the other."

As soon as Zhou Tong said this, he immediately let many inner courtyard children of Jianzong talin scold.

"I've never seen such a brazen man!"

"Yes, at the beginning, the little war emperor also agreed to judge the victory or defeat by the number of tokens. Now he comes again!"

"Shameless!"

The disciples in the inner courtyard were angry, Rao Shiyan was unparalleled, and Chu Qingchi and others also showed contempt.

They have never seen such a sophistry as Zhou Tong.

Many people in the martial arts arena have different eyes, although some people think that Zhou Tong is making strong arguments.

But when you think about it, it seems to make some sense.

There is also a gap in strength between the saints. The saints of those big tribes are indeed stronger than the second tier tribes.

The little war emperor's mouth aroused a cold smile.

Zhou Tong is the best at sophistry. With him, it's difficult for Xiao Zhan Huang to lose today.

There were many discussions in the arena, and the outcome, which was not in suspense, swayed again.

Ye guchen calmly faced all this. He said faintly, "so what do you think this bet should be?"

"Zhou believes that it is unfair to judge who wins now, otherwise it will be settled by a draw." Zhou channel.

He also knew in his heart that it was impossible for ye guchen to admit defeat.

In that case, he took a step back and made a draw. Anyway, the little war emperor lost. In this way, ye guchen suffered a great loss.

Hearing Zhou Tong's words, some people nodded slightly. It seems that this is the only way.

"Oh, Zhou Tong, it's a good plan, but unfortunately, all tricks are useless in front of strength." ye guchen shook his head and smiled calmly.

Seeing ye guchen's calm performance, Zhou Tong frowned.

But he can't think of how ye guchen can turn the table. Can he take out another son's order?

Even so, Zhou Tong is sure that the outcome will not change.

Looking at Zhou Tong's eyes, ye guchen smiled coldly. His palm wiped Yuan Jie.

A blood jade token appeared in front of everyone again.

Zhou Tong didn't even look at it. He said directly, "ye Jianzong, even if you take out another son order, it's useless. It's not the number that can be determined, but..."

Ye guchen looked at Zhou Tong lightly and said nothing.

Zhou Tong's words stopped, his eyes were suspicious, looked at the token, and his face solidified for a moment.

Not only he, but everyone present was stunned when they saw the bright red token.

The old man who presided over the ceremony, even more like seeing a ghost, cried out.

"This is... The old order of the barbarians?"