The master goes down the mountain, I have nine invincible masters!

If anyone disagrees, let’s fight together!

These words looked down upon all living beings, were extremely domineering, and even...

Extremely arrogant!

However, no one at the scene dared to respond.

"Gudong!"

A large number of nervous, swallowing sounds were heard among the crowd.

Everyone looked at each other, and saw the tremor in each other's eyes.

terror!

Ye Junlin's fighting skills made it impossible for them to see any hope of winning.

No matter who it is, as long as he steps forward, he will be killed in one move!

That's not a fighting skill of the same level at all!

"A bunch of trash!"

Yang Feng, who was far away, saw this scene and his face became so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it.

The more powerful Ye Junlin acted, the angrier he became.

At the same time, a person in the crowd looked quietly at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng moved his lips slightly and said something using lip language.

The man understood.

He immediately stepped forward and shouted at Ye Junlin on the stage: "Boy, we admit that your fighting skills are indeed very strong, but you are a little too arrogant!"

"We are no match for one person!"

"But, you actually want us to rush forward all at once. Isn't this looking down on us fellow disciples?!"

As soon as this person finished speaking, someone else stood up.

"Yes, you simply don't take us seriously!"

"With so many of us rushing at you, your fighting skills may not be able to hold the upper hand!"

"Brothers, this new guy is too arrogant, we must teach him a lesson!"

"That's right. It's better to be taught a lesson by our own people than to die outside!"

"Since he asked us to come along, let's test his abilities!"

Several people looked indignant and pointed at Ye Junlin.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

After saying this, these people took the lead and leaped onto the arena.

Pairs of eyes were staring at Ye Junlin coldly.

"Someone's on it, what should we do?"

Everyone in the audience was a little dumbfounded. They didn't expect that they would actually rush forward.

According to the rules, they should give up after trying Ye Junlin's fighting skills.

Originally, it would be best to teach Ye Junlin a lesson.

Now, it is impossible to teach them a lesson, so we have to accept this fact.

Can……

Come in all at once?

Everyone was a little hesitant.

"What the brothers said was right. This kid is too arrogant and looks down on us!"

"That's right. Even if it's not for Senior Brother Yang Feng, in order to prevent the newcomer from getting into trouble outside, we must kill his spirit!"

"Yes, the most important thing is that we can't let him look down on us like that!"

While everyone was struggling, there were a few people who seemed to be analyzing the situation calmly.

After hearing these words, everyone was somewhat shaken.

In the end, everyone nodded.

"Okay, let's go together!"

At that moment, many fellow disciples rushed towards the arena.

The arena is large enough to accommodate hundreds of people.

In the blink of an eye.

Many disciples have surrounded Ye Junlin, each with a grim look on their face.

"You are unfair!"

At this time, Song Qingwan's face had become extremely ugly, and she yelled at everyone.

I've never seen so many people surrounding one person in a sparring match!

Where is this discussion?

It's obvious that they are targeting me intentionally!

"Junior Sister Qingwan, if you want to blame someone, blame that kid for being too arrogant!"

Yang Feng's voice was somewhat sinister: "To survive in the Three Thousand Worlds, you can never be so arrogant. We are doing this for his own good."

"You are talking nonsense. You are clearly seeking revenge for your personal gain!"

Song Qingwan was so angry that she gritted her teeth, cursed fiercely, and then shook her wrist.

Swish swish!

Several long nails appeared between her fingertips, ready to support Ye Junlin at any time.

"Junior Sister Qingwan!"

Seeing this, Yang Feng flashed and came in front of Song Qingwan, blocking her completely.

"Get out of the way!"

Song Qingwan gritted her teeth, looking quite anxious.

The more she did this, the uglier Yang Feng's face became, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.

"That kid's words angered many of his fellow apprentices. They were filled with righteous indignation. This is all his own fault. You should not interfere!"

Yang Feng said in a low voice.

"you……!"

Song Qingwan's face turned pale and she was about to speak again, but her expression suddenly changed.

Because the battle on the stage has already begun!

"Try my intermediate combat skills!"

"My fighting skills are not just for nothing!"

"Boy, you will pay a heavy price for your arrogance!"

"From today on, you'd better learn to restrain yourself!"

Many disciples moved at once, some leaped up, some rushed forward.

It can be said that Ye Junlin was surrounded from top to bottom and left to right.

There is no way to avoid it!

"be careful!!"

Song Qingwan shouted at the stage and wanted to throw the long nail, but was blocked by Yang Feng.

"Two fists cannot defeat four hands. Without using any physical body and the power of the void, how can this kid be a match for everyone?"

Yang Feng was somewhat excited in his heart. While restraining Song Qingwan, he looked towards the stage.

at the same time.

Facing the siege of the crowd, Ye Junlin slowly closed his eyes.

Kendo, the meaning of origin!

There was no fluctuation of the power of the void, but wisps of sharp aura were quietly spreading.

"cut!"

Suddenly, Ye Junlin opened his eyes abruptly, put his fingers together, and stabbed the chest of the first person who arrived in front of him.

laugh!

His two fingers were like swords, instantly piercing into the opponent's chest. Before the blood spurted out, Ye Junlin spun his feet and cleverly avoided the attack of one person.

Coincidentally, this person used a sword.

"come over!"

At that moment, Ye Junlin opened his palm and grabbed. Without any unnecessary movements, the sword mysteriously appeared in his hand.

Swish!

Ye Junlin turned his body and slashed horizontally with the sword in an instant.

Pfft!

Pfft!

Pfft!

Anyone who rushed forward was deeply wounded by Ye Junlin's sword.

Blood spatter!

In a blink of an eye, more than a dozen people were injured!

The fighting skills of these disciples were as fragile as tofu under Ye Junlin's sword.

It loses most of its power before it even touches!

"This sword is so powerful!"

"I actually felt a fierce aura from him!"

"That seems to be... Chongxu Sword Intention!"

"If one practices a combat skill to the highest level, he will possess its power. This means that he has mastered this combat skill to perfection and can control it with ease. Its power will also be greatly enhanced!"

"How is it possible... He's been in there for less than a day!"

At this moment, everyone surrounded Ye Junlin, their faces full of surprise and uncertainty, and no one dared to step forward rashly.

Whoever steps forward will be hurt!

If Ye Junlin has the intention to kill, anyone who steps forward will even end up dead!

"Are you scared?"

Seeing that no one dared to move, Ye Junlin looked at everyone with disdain.

He was holding someone else's sword.

The sword is three feet long!

And, within three feet is his territory, and no one can get close.

Also, I dare not get close!

Three feet in front of him, Ye Junlin is invincible!