C1195 defeated eleventh step

The countless spectators cursed when they saw how easily they lost and how powerful their martial skills were.

"How can there be such a deflated calf!?" I wish him sterility, his children and grandchildren are all in the hall, and even more so, are covered in beast hair! "

"Animal!" This is a conspiracy, how will the wind goddess respond to this? "

Sneering along with the wind, his fist condensed into a fist that had the power to split open a river of stars. It was a fist that contained the might of a vast ocean.

"Although the rank of the martial skill is high, if you use it in your hands, it will only be like a boor using a knife to dig the ground." Ye Qingfeng said coldly. He tightened his grip on the Dragon Marking Sword that was condensed from the laws of the sword in his hand and followed the dance of the sword flowers.

"You're still showing off? Die!" Sneering along with the wind.

But very quickly, his smile came to an abrupt stop. His eyes turned black as he became oblivious to the matters of the world.

In the world of darkness, he found himself trapped on the thorny stone pillar, shackled by the Frost Meteorite Chains that pierced through his shoulder blades. In front of him was the face of an ox and the face of a horse, grim and cold.

"Li Jun, you're proud. Are you guilty?"

Li Jun's true name was proudly carried away by the wind. At this moment, he was incomparably frightened. Just what kind of place was this? Why was there Ox-Head and Horse-Face?

"How do you know my name?"

The cow-headed ghost servant laughed sinisterly, "This is the Underworld, why do you think we don't know your origins?"

Underworld?

Li Jun said in fear, "Impossible! I'm not dead! It's just that it's Astral duel, how can I die! My main body will not die! "

"Li Jun, it seems that you have yet to realize your own sins! The eighteen levels of hell is open! "

"AHH!" Li Jun proudly experienced 18 levels of hell, suffering from torture in the third level of hell, revealing her lifetime of sin.

Thirteen years old, good cousin, fifteen years old, threatening his aunt to give in, seventeen years old with a dark heart, mercilessly killing three hundred people from a small sect, there were many more, and he fell into a state of collapse.

Inside Battle Space, countless people were confused and angry. They realised that their eyes were filled with fear as they disappeared in the wind, constantly letting out miserable screams from their mouths while revealing their lifelong sin.

"Fantasy Sword Technique?" Many people began to have ideas.

"To be able to trigger the sin of having one's heart sealed, this sword technique is truly interesting!" A certain Hall of the Gods cultivator watched as the banished deity danced with her sword, his eyes blazing with fire.

If he knew that underneath that beautiful appearance was a handsome young man who was even larger and more handsome than him, he would likely vomit blood and die.

Ye Qingfeng forced himself to use the Illusory Heart Sword Technique, which was a type of Divine Sword Technique. His face was pale white, the appearance of the Star Demon Mask was extremely painful to look at.

"Fortunately, his willpower isn't too strong. It's about time."

The Dragon Marking Sword shot out, piercing through space. Because it had been injured by the backlash from his own burst of power, it had been blown away by the wind. Now, it was directly crushed by the skull and died.

Astral duel, Ye Qingfeng wins!

Returning to the direct broadcast room, Ye Qingfeng's condition recovered. For the Astral duel's Battle Space, everything would return to normal after leaving, which allowed him to continue the battle afterwards.

Looking at the countless spectators of direct broadcast room washing gifts, Emperor Titan and Luo Tian, the two Shen Hao s started to gobble down everything in their hearts.

Ye Qingfeng was overjoyed to see that the Dollar was divided into two.

At the same time, in a certain palace in The Supreme Divine Palace, Li Ao's body was lying on the ground like a pile of mud. His eyes were filled with fear, his mouth mumbling, "I was wrong, I am guilty …"

"Trash!" An elder appeared. He stared at the inner court disciple Li Ao who was inside the palace with an unsightly expression.