"Thump!"
Yang Qingxuan threw his sword to the ground to stabilize his shaky body.
After one strike, his breath fell to the extreme, and he could not stand steadily.
The broken muscles and bones in his body had been suppressed from further expansion, but he could not recover in a short time.
Yang Qingxuan raised his hand, and the Fighting Ghosts God disappeared from the ground. He walked forward step by step and stared at Ye Mingchuan.
Ye Tao was shocked and shouted anxiously, "The outcome has been decided. My son lost. Stop!"
Lu Jiangpeng sneered and said, "This is the Battle of the Gods Arena. The outcome is determined by life and death, not by victory or defeat."
Ye Tao was shocked and angry. He shouted, "Yang Qingxuan, if you dare to kill my son, the relationship between the Shang Chi Kingdom and the Cangnan Kingdom will be completely over. I will definitely lead the army to this country, and blood will flow like a river. I will bury hundreds of millions of people with my son!"
Yang Qingxuan stopped in his tracks.
Many students sighed secretly. After all, he was the king of the Shang Chi Kingdom. Once the war between the two countries was started, it was not something a student could bear.
Ye Mingchuan was lying in front of his feet. There was a huge sword wound on his chest, and his intestines were coming out. He kept vomiting blood, and his eyes were full of hatred.
Yang Qingxuan raised his foot and stomped on Ye Mingchuan's face. "I'm a man of my word. Since I said that I'm going to stomp on your face, then I'm going to do it. This is my responsibility to myself, and also to you. "
Everyone: "…"
Ye Mingchuan's head was stepped on by his foot. His body kept twitching, and his intestines came out in large amounts. Blood flowed along the cracks in the ground and spread dozens of feet away.
Ye Tao said in a trembling voice, "No, no! Aren't you afraid of the war between the two countries and millions of people dying tragically?! "
"Hmm?"
Yang Qingxuan said, "What did you say? I was thinking about something just now. I didn't hear it clearly. "
Everyone: "… So he didn't hear it clearly. No wonder. I was wondering why he was so daring."
Ye Tao swallowed with difficulty and said: "If you kill my son, I will definitely start a war and turn the Cangnan Kingdom into a river of blood. Billions of lives will die tragically and be buried with my son."
"Hehe."
Yang Qingxuan faintly smiled and said: "I'm not from the Cangnan Country. Do whatever you want. I can't control you, so you don't have to control me."
As he said that, he stomped his foot again and even crushed it a few times. Then, another kick, a third kick, a fourth kick …
Ye Tao's mouth was wide open, and he was stunned. His threat was actually so weak, as pale as a piece of paper.
After being stepped on seven or eight times, Ye Mingchuan finally died. He lay on the arena like a pile of mud.
Ye Tao blacked out and fell to the ground.
Gao Da was just as shocked. Suddenly, he burst into tears. "Dead, senior brother is dead … Wu wu …"
Only his cries could be heard. The rest of the people were stunned. Even now, they still couldn't believe that Yang Qingxuan had won. They couldn't believe that Ye Mingchuan had died.
Fu Zhuo's mouth was also wide open. His eyes were full of shock and stupefaction.
"Heh, did you see it clearly?"
You Ye said coldly, "This is what it means to be a gentleman like a dragon. With your meager strength, you can't even compare to Ye Mingchuan. How can you fight Yang Qingxuan?"
"No, no!"
Fu Zhuo refuted, "Ye Mingchuan's martial spirit was obviously affected in the middle of the battle. Yang Qingxuan must have done something strange."
You Ye's face darkened. Killing intent poured out of his eyes as he shouted coldly, "You idiot, how can you say such childish things? A win is a win. It doesn't matter how you fought. Winning is what matters. If you say such stupid things again, I will rip your mouth out! "
Fu Zhuo kept his mouth shut. His face was ashen.
You Ye said, "I hope that today's battle will be engraved in your mind forever. Every time you make a stupid mistake, you will think about it carefully. It will motivate you to keep moving forward."
Fu Zhuo gritted his teeth and said, "I will definitely defeat him in the ranking battle and prove it to you!" Without waiting for You Ye's reply, he turned and left.
You Ye's lips curled up. He mocked himself, "Prove it to me? If you can fully unleash that terrifying martial spirit of yours, you might really be able to defeat Yang Qingxuan. I will watch quietly. I hope you can give me a surprise. "
After he finished speaking, he also leaped up and flew away in front of everyone.
Only then did the crowd come back to their senses.
"Ye Mingchuan is really dead … He's just a newbie … He actually killed the strongest person in Yunchuan Academy …"
"A Complete Stage Genuine Martial Realm expert was killed by him just like that. Heavens …"
"Yang Qingxuan already has the strength of one of the four kings?"
Fang Chen looked at the lonely figure in the arena. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, "You really … have improved to such a level!"
He flicked his sleeves, turned around and strode away.
"That's great! Brother Qing Xuan won!"
Jingjing jumped up happily and clapped her hands, "If he can kill Ye Mingchuan, he can definitely kill Shangguan Haitang, right? Sister, right? "
There were tears in Wenwen's eyes. She smiled embarrassedly and nodded, "Yes."
"Wow, that's great!"
Jingjing was overjoyed. "As long as Shangguan Haitang dies, father will be saved. Also …"
She calmed down and stared at Wu Qiyue in the distance. She said fiercely, "At that time, I will be able to pursue Brother Qing Xuan. I will not let Brother Qing Xuan be taken away by Wu Qiyue!"
Wenwen was shocked. "Jingjing, you …"
Jingjing turned her head around. Her face was cold and cheerless as she said, "Elder Sister, am I wrong? At that time, I will have no worries. I can pursue Brother Qing Xuan openly. Sister, you can too. Let's work together and get Brother Qing Xuan back! "
Wenwen sighed. "A gentleman is unparalleled in the world. Only a peerless beauty like Wu Qiyue is worthy of Yang Qingxuan."
Jingjing was angry. "I don't care. How will we know if we don't try?"
Wenwen sighed and shook her head slightly.
On the other side of the arena, Huamu's one-eyed face was full of fear. His lips were trembling and he could not say a word.
After a while, he swallowed hard. He wanted to go back and report, but he found that his legs were stiff and he could not move.
All of a sudden, Chen Ting's gaze fell on him from afar. The one-eyed man swallowed his saliva and hurriedly circulated his True Energy in his legs. Then, he ran away as fast as he could.
On the other side, Lan Mu came back to his senses after a long time. He suddenly grinned and said, "Hey, Yang Qingxuan is really powerful. Isn't that right, Brother Wang Hua?"
Wang Hua's whole body trembled, and he recovered from his sluggish state. He only felt a chill all over his body, and his whole body was cold. He shouted in his heart, "Impossible, impossible, a year ago he was just a Qi Martial Arts trash, but he actually killed a True Martial Great Perfection …"
Thinking of Yang Qingxuan's terrible talent and the conflict with the Wang family, he could not help but tremble.
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