Fairy Palace

"The strong is fighting, the key moment is that there is no way to control your own strength. Even if I kill you, it is not the original intention. If you are afraid of death, you will immediately admit defeat, and then you will roll down the platform."

Han Tao’s heart is full of enthusiasm. He knows that if he does not force a few people to kill, I am afraid that there will be a constant challenger in the future. Even if he is repaired to a higher level, he will not be able to stick to the final.

"Do you work **** your mouth?"

Ye Hao has no nonsense, but hooks his fingers. He wants to anger Han Tao, because only by angering the other party and making the other party funeral and sensible, it is easier to kill each other. At this moment, it is obviously a bit effective.

"you……"

Han Tao hated Ye Hao in his heart. As his figure slammed, he appeared in front of Ye Hao in an instant. The sharp sword of the sword, instantly rolled up layers of sword waves, attempted to hit it. Ye Hao unloaded eight pieces.

This attack, seemingly overbearing, full of power, but Han Tao poured all the power out, leaving no defense.

Ye Hao’s fundus burst out of the murderous murder, almost for a moment, he did not retreat, directly display a product of the peak of the game, such as fierce torrents of sword light, crushing Han Tao’s offensive, just in his use of life and death books For a moment, in the moment when Han Tao suddenly opened his eyes and his face was blank, the sword shadow wrapped around Han Tao’s body.

"Oh..." The wounds that splattered with blood blew on Han Tao, and the tingling pains that came from all over the place made his heart fall into the abyss in an instant.

Congenital nine heavy? And the explosive power of the outbreak has even surpassed the innate weight?

"Dead!"

At the moment when Ye Jian dissipated, Ye Hao had already moved to the body of Han Tao who was shaking. With a sharp dagger, he cut the throat of Han Tao directly from behind with a dagger, and then punched the chest tightness. Broken Han Tao's heart.

"you are……"

The familiar smell made Han Tao's pupil shrink. He was very sensitive to the taste since childhood, and he had seen the long sword. He once saw it in the secret of the French blue sect, and the smell of the person holding the sword and the eyes. The people are exactly the same, but unfortunately, his throat has been cut, and after hard to squeeze out the two words, there is no way to say the latter.

Ye Hao casually punched, shot Han Tao, and then walked to Han Tao, watching his body pulled out, staring at himself with his eyes wide open, whispered: "Repent?"

Han Tao is full of despair.

Regret? Then regret it!

Han Tao now regrets that he can't wait to slap his own slap. If he can identify the person's identity as early as possible, he will not be as angry as he is, just calmly judge the situation, even if there is no way to kill the other party, at least Admit defeat early and save a life.

At the same time, Han Tao also regrets, why did he want to provoke the other party? If that did not attract him, he would not fall to this end.

Not reconciled!

Han Tao is full of love for life, but he can clearly feel that his vitality is dying rapidly. After just a dozen breaths, Han Tao’s last consciousness collapses and falls into the infinite darkness.

The chill of Ye Xuan's eyes gradually receded. The accident met Han Tao and succeeded in killing him. When he was attacked by him, he almost died in his hands. It was also a smog.

Near the ring, almost everyone showed a jaw-dropping expression.

Fast, it is too fast!

From the beginning of the two hands to the end, the whole process is added up, and only a few breaths of breathing are used. Many people have judged that Ye Hao’s cultivation is the realm of the congenital Jiuzhong realm, but Han Tao is congenital. The master of the Eight Realms! The combat power that has just been shown is already very strong. However, how could it be so easily killed in such a short period of time?

In the crowd.

Qin Jian’s eyes are stunned, as if he didn’t look at his own eyes. He is proud of himself and has confidence in his own strength. He feels that if he is fighting with Han Tao, he can surely kill each other in a quarter of an hour, but This kind of ruthless posture, killing Han Tao in just a few breaths, he can't do it.

"Strong!"

The silver-haired old man has a colorful eye. He is a strong man in the knot period. He can naturally see this short-lived killing. He also judges that although Ye Hao is a congenital nine-fold realm, the fighting power after the outbreak can almost coincide with the initial stage of construction. The master is beautiful.

"Master, is he really congenital?" Qin Jian heard the words, turned to the silver-haired old man, murmured.

The silver-haired old man stunned and turned his head to look at Qin Jian. Suddenly, his heart grew a little satisfied. He has always been proud of his apprentice. He believes that the following is the most powerful foundation. The people are also congenital and nine-fold realm, but they have exploded their own combat power.

"It’s not a bad thing to be hit hard." The silver-haired old man thought, nodding his head and saying, "Yes, he is indeed a congenital state."

"Can you see which sect or family method is he using?" Qin Jian's face was a bit ugly, and he didn't even see the technique used by Ye Hao.

"One product warfare peaks and frenzy, almost every city where the sale of classics, there are such war skills to sell." Silver-haired old man is also a little shocked.

Qin Jian is silent. To be precise, he does not know what he should say.

"Now, you should understand it! There are people outside the heavens. Even if you are in the congenital nine-point realm, it is a bit stronger than now. I am afraid that anyone can defeat you. As a practitioner, even in the future, it will become a real foundation. The people who cultivated the Tao must understand this truth." The silver-haired old man said indifferently.

"Yes!" Qin Jian nodded heavily.

In the distant attic, Dongkui Yuwen's eyes are shining, staring at the leafhoppers on the platform, as if he saw the peerless treasures. Even if he did not feel the breath of Ye Hao, he could judge that Ye Hao is at least innate. Jiuzhong realm.

"Yes, very good." Dongkui Yuwen full of praise, from the trial to the present, in addition to the murdered Han Tao, this person on the stage is the most satisfied with Dongkui Yuwen.

"Who is he?" Sitting on the side of Dongkui Shuiyue couldn't believe his eyes. The guy who kept saying that he came to join in the fun, not only boarded the downfall, but also had such a strong strength?

"If I didn't guess wrong, he should be your future husband, Shuiyue, you are blessed." Dong Kui Yuwen turned and looked at his baby daughter, and suddenly laughed.

"Father, he didn't have the heart to be on the stage. He...he told me before, just come and join in the fun." Dongkui Shuiyue woke up like a dream and said in a hurry.

"Do you know him?" Dongkui Yuwen sighed, and then asked with a gloomy look.

"Know, talk a few words." Dongkui Shuiyue realized that he had lost his words and said after removing his gaze.

"How is his impression?" Dongkui Yuwen did not reveal the anger in the imagination of Dongkui Shuiyue, but had the taste of expectation.

"Although not disgusting, but not much like it, that guy is very weird, I can't see him." Thinking of the previous scene, Dongkui Shuiyue did not know what it was.

"It's just not disgusting. You should pay attention to it later. He should be your husband in the future. Don't call him like the guy." Dong Kui Yuwen said with satisfaction.

"French?"

Dongkui Shuiyue is cold at the bottom of her heart. She does not reject Ye Hao, but she does not have much affection, let alone any feelings. She is a man of opinion in her bones. Although she has secretly made up her mind, if she finally gets the lead. She will still take the opportunity to escape.

"Is there anyone else on the stage to fight with me? If not, the ultimate beauty is me." At this time, Ye Hao deliberately showed murderousness and kicked Han Tao's body down. , screamed.

Although Ye Hao’s performance is very arrogant, but killing Han Tao’s prestige, tens of thousands of onlookers for a time, no one dares to stand on the stage and compare with Ye Hao, even though these people have a small number of masters. There are also those who have strong knots, but they are old enough to meet the conditions of recruiting relatives. On the other hand, they also don’t see the wealth of the Dongkui tribe.

"I am coming!" With a sound, Chang Ming jumped on the ring, although he had some snoring in his heart, but when he thought of what Qiu Mo told him, Chang Ming still went to Ye Hao with a hard scalp.

"How is it?" At the moment when Ye Hao saw Changming, his heart secretly laughed, but his face deliberately showed a horrifying look, and his footsteps also reversed two steps toward the back, making a fearful gesture.

"How can't it be me? This is like a prostitute, you can come up, I can't come up?" Changming felt a move and realized that Ye Hao was cooperating with him, and he deliberately sneered.

"Don't think that I played badly last time. I can still take me this time... Damn, I admit defeat." Ye Hao spoke on the mouth, in the eyes of the public, went directly to the edge of the ring, and then jumped down. .

"what's the situation?"

Everyone in the audience looked at the stunned and stunned by the drama-like changes in the eyes. They just defeated the master of a congenital and savvy realm in the posture of ruining the dead, and even saw the stage. People, even the courage to fight? Just fleeing down the ring?

Who is this newcomer? Is it difficult for him to be a strong base?

Chang Ming saw that Ye Hao jumped out of the ring. The heart not only did not let go, but he hung up. He had a few pounds and two. He knew better than anyone else. If at this time, even a master of the innate four realms jumped up. I am afraid that he will flee and flee directly.

"The ancestors blessed!" Chang Ming prayed in his heart, but on the surface it was still hard to support, and now shouted loudly: "Who dares to stage a battle?"