Chapter 1795: : Ye Wuque, roll up and die!

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It's a pity that Ning Jie's remarks were permeating, but under the battlefield, Ye Wuque, who was sitting quietly, had the same calm face as Mo Xuan. He also chose to ignore Ning Jie here.

Ning Jie's face became horrible, as if the glacier was shaking, freezing everything.

"Ning Jie! Do you dare to ignore me? Really think that you will win this battle? I have prepared for too long and too long for this spirit to martial arts. Today is when I Zhao Xingchu became famous in the world, and you will only be me Stepping stones!"

Zhao Xingchu, who had a sallow complexion, was obviously irritated by Ning Jie's ignoring gesture, and he let out a low growl to prove his existence to everyone.

Ning Jie also flashed his eyes here, looking at Zhao Xingchu, but spit out two cold words: "Ants!"

"Ant? Hahahaha! Then let you see the power of my ant!"

Zhao Xingchu laughed with great anger, and his thin figure burst out with an earth-shattering aura, and then the Shenquan manifested behind him, one after another, and finally twenty-nine Shenquan appeared in the sky, and the void was gushing!

This Zhao Xingchu is also a master of twenty-nine divine springs!

However, all this did not stop. After Shenquan manifested, Zhao Xingchu's sallow face showed a hideous look!

Immediately after he pinched his hands, his vitality surged, as if he had used some strange supernatural powers, and the whole fluctuation suddenly increased by a full 50%!

At this time, the aura that diffused from Zhao Xingchu had reached the peak of the twenty-nine Shenquan Kings!

This sudden scene immediately caused an uproar between heaven and earth!

"Damn! I didn't expect Zhao Xingchu to have this hand. He must have used some kind of forbidden magical power just now, otherwise it would be impossible for him to surge so much in an instant!"

"Ning Jie is probably in trouble now. As expected, none of the people who can come to seal the spirit and martial arts are not good!"

"Yes! The peak of the twenty-nine divine springs! It's terrible!"

Many monks' voices became solemn, and Zhao Xingchu's outburst exceeded everyone's expectations.

On the battle stage, Zhao Xingchu also showed an arrogant smile on his face, enjoying the exclamation of countless people at this moment.

But when he saw the cold and merciless face of Ning Jie opposite, he felt a sudden burst of chill in his heart for some reason.

"This is what you rely on? The ants are the ants, and you can't help yourself!"

Ning Jie said coldly, and then moved!

Hum!

A sense of extreme cold erupted from the entire battle platform, and the deep blue vitality surging, turned into a **** of ice!

"You are the one who is overpowered!"

Zhao Xingchu roared, his figure flickered, and his whole body rose into the sky, clenched his fists with both hands, put them together, turning into a huge fist print, bombarding the world!

"Supernatural power... Shaking Demon Fist!"

Zhao Xingchu was completely enraged by Ning Jie, and he broke out with all his strength. He wanted to suppress Ning Jie with one blow and make his reputation known!

"Humph!"

In the next instant, a cold hum resounded between heaven and earth, and saw the **** of endless ice descending, covering all directions, and clashing with the fist marks, directly colliding together!

The entire void suddenly rang out with a huge roar, fist rushing, vitality surging, drowning everything!

After more than a dozen breaths, everything calmed down slowly!

Who wins and who loses?

Everyone opened their eyes and looked desperately at the center of the battle platform, wanting to see the final result!

"Damn! What is that? A huge ice tuft!"

In the next moment, someone exclaimed immediately!

"It's not a Bingtuozi! It's an ice sculpture! My God! It's Zhao Xingchu! He is completely frozen!"

The Yuan Li was dissipated, and on the battle platform, Ning Jie stood alone, his expression cold, full of power and terror!

In front of him, Zhao Xingchu's whole person was completely frozen and turned into an ice sculpture. There was still an incredible fear and despair on the frozen facial features!

Ning Jie wins!

And he directly suppressed Zhao Xingchu with an overwhelming victory!

The entire Sealed Spirit Continent instantly boiled, and countless people cheered for Ning Jie and marveled at his strength!

"Ants……"

Leaving two cold and disdainful words, Ning Jie jumped off the battlefield, but cast a sneer in the direction where Ye Wuque was.

After dozens of breaths, the excitement subsided.

The second matchup immediately followed, and it was the third, fourth...

A well-known outstanding man came to the stage and met each other to show off his strength.

During this period, Nie Long, Tianquan, Rong Fengduo, Cheng Mo, and Xiang Bawang all appeared on the stage, without any accident, all of them won with overwhelming strength.

When the ninth game arrived, two names finally appeared above the void, one of which was...Mo Xuan!

In an instant the whole world was silent, countless people looked at the tall figure that appeared on the battlefield like a fire **** with awe!

Cheng Mo and Xiang Bawang stared at Mo Xuan, as if they were breathing fire in their eyes!

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The rest of the daytime bird and others also flickered, looking at Mo Xuan with a trace of solemnity.

But then, a bitter smile happened.

"I...I admit defeat!"

On the battle platform, the Tianjiao standing opposite Mo Xuan shook his head, his pale face was full of bitterness, and he opened his mouth hoarsely and said this sentence.

This immediately made countless people feel incredible, but immediately felt reasonable.

This is the terrifying Mo Xuan!

A soldier who has fallen without a fight!

Let the opponent not even have the courage to make a move, so powerful to the limit!

Mo Xuan's face was indifferent, his figure flashed, he left directly and returned to the throne.

And this battle ended so simply.

Immediately afterwards, the final battle of the first round came, and only two people were left in the duel, one of which was Ye Wuque.

On the throne, Ye Wuque stood up slowly, his expression calm, and everyone's eyes looked over, and his eyes were full of expectation!

On the other side, Ning Jie sneered coldly in his eyes.

But in the next moment, a silent scene happened!

"Admit defeat!"

A voice rang from the other direction. It was a talented person who had been assigned to Ye Wuque. At this moment, his face was also bitter and depressed, and he also chose to admit defeat.

"Damn! Is there such a thing? Ye Wuque won without a fight?"

"Nonsense! Have you forgotten Ye Wuque's previous move to suppress Chen Changge?"

"That's amazing! I don't know who Mo Xuan or Ye Wuque is better?"

"This... of course it is Mo Xuan!"

...

Countless people are sighing, surrendering in two consecutive games, this speed is no one.

At this point, the first round ended directly, and the top ten were born.

Without any gaps, the battle for the top five begins!

The withered old woman waved her hands again, and the top ten famous brands flew. After three breaths, two names appeared in everyone's eyes!

Ye Wuque!

Ning Jie!

boom!

In an instant, when everyone saw these two names, the Bafang Void directly vibrated and boiled!

"Fuck! It's really a narrow road to the enemy! This happened!"

"The wonderful thing is coming! Ye Wuque to Ning Jie!"

call out!

I saw a figure soaring into the sky like lightning, with a kind of extreme coldness and dominance, and fell on the battlefield. It was Ning Jie, and at the same time a wild laugh with conceit and contempt resounded everywhere!

"Ye Wuque! Get me up and die!"

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