Chapter 354 I Come From High Heaven Pavilion!

The Barbarian God Battle Arena is the place where geniuses become famous and where geniuses are born. Many impossible things will happen again here!

This time, although the Nan family lost once, they also gained a real genius!

The giant old man nodded in satisfaction. For thousands of years, he has seen too many rises on this battle arena. He has witnessed every person who rises here.

Ye Wushuang glanced at the old man, cupped his fists and bowed, then walked off the stage and came to Di Qingxue and the others.

Di Qingxue turned to look at him.

"Am I really that good-looking?" Ye Wushuang looked into Di Qingxue's eyes, wiped his nose narcissistically, and spit out a sentence.

Hearing this, Jian Bufan, who was about to say something, was speechless!

Di Qingxue glared at Ye Wushuang, turned her head and snorted softly, as if denying Ye Wushuang's question.

Hearing this, Jian Bufan laughed, Yun Xiao also shook his head, and glanced at Mo Wentian, his eyes were somewhat cold.

Originally, the one who should bloom in the Ancient Spirit Sect was him, and the glorious brilliance should belong to him.

But.

Ye Wushuang and Jian Bufan covered it up!

He was angry and hated in his heart, but he suppressed it. It was an extremely stupid thing to explode at this time!

Ye Wushuang felt two sharp gazes, one came from Mo Wentian, Ye Wushuang was also aware of this.

As for the other strand, it was in a corner among the opposite crowd.

That position was inconspicuous, but there was a pair of eyes staring at him fiercely, the hostility in the eyes was very strong.

Ye Wushuang recognized this person at a glance!

"Mengyiren!"

The corner of Ye Wushuang's mouth curled up, knowing the hostility in those eyes, why?

Didn't you just tear your clothes off?

This woman is very vengeful!

Ye Wushuang shook his head, Meng Yiren's eyes seemed as if Ye Wushuang was his life-and-death enemy, wishing to tear him apart, that kind of meaning was too strong!

However, Ye Wushuang was not worried, at least the method of cultivating the Tianxiang Divine Concubine Body was in his hands, even if Meng Yiren hated him, he still had to smile at him!

Ye Wushuang nodded towards Meng Yiren.

snort!

On the opposite side, Meng Yiren snorted coldly.

Beside him, a strongest disciple of the Yunhuang Palace saw this, looked at Ye Wushuang with a flash of eyes, and asked, "Senior Sister Meng, do you know him?"

"It's just a prostitute, who knows..." In a panic, she seemed to say something wrong, Meng Yiren immediately said: "When you meet him, you must not let him go."

Thief?

A cold light flickered in the eyes of the strongest disciple of Yunhuang Palace, Meng Yiren scolded Ye Wushuang for being a thief, then Ye Wushuang must have done something beastly to Meng Yiren!

As if thinking of some impossible things, he roared in his heart, and almost roared out. He also secretly fell in love with Meng Yiren in his heart, but he never thought...

"Next game, continue!"

As the giant old man opened his mouth, the strongest disciple withdrew his murderous gaze, grunted coldly in his heart, remembering Ye Wushuang.

Immediately, he set his sights on the battle platform.

A feminine man stepped onto the battlefield, carrying a gloomy and cold wind.

This person is one of the duelists, a master of the Qing clan.

There is another person, he is unknown, no one knows his appearance, he is wearing a black robe, and he has a name, Feng Jue!

Feng Jue glanced at Ye Wushuang, and after Ye Wushuang nodded, he stepped onto the battle platform.

Ye Wushuang's expression, watching closely, Feng Jue, represents Ling Xiaoge, represents him!

"Wind Absolute!"

The strong man of the Qing clan looked at the man in black in front of him, and smiled mockingly, "I don't even dare to show my face, I'm just a rat, I feel ashamed to fight you, you get out!"

Mice?

A ray of blood radiated from Feng Jue's blood pupils, and a hoarse voice sounded, "It's enough to deal with you!"

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this, the people of the Qing Clan burst out laughing, the laughter was full of sarcasm, an unknown person, to deal with the fifth level of Lingquan, was beyond his control.

"Let's start, fighting, can explain everything!"

Feng will never refute, his words are no match for the pair of mouths of the Qing people, only Zhan, silent words, who can feel ashamed to refute them!

"You are so eager to die, I can help you, but before that, I want to know, what kind of power dare not even show your face?"

The disciple of the Qing clan asked with a playful smile.

At the same time, many people below the battle stage were also curious. The men in black appeared at the Nine Passes. In terms of desperate efforts, no one could match them.

That kind of hard work and ruthlessness is also fresh in people's memory.

They also wanted to know, what kind of power did these people come from?

"You want to know?"

Feng Jue raised his head, a pair of blood pupils made the master of the Qing clan stare fixedly, his heart trembled, those eyes were so terrifying!

"I'll give you a chance to say it." The master of the Qing clan said calmly, he was the one who gave Feng Jue a chance, and his superior words showed how arrogant he is!

"Remember, I'm from Lingxiao Pavilion!"

Feng Jue uttered a sentence in a low voice.

"Ling Xiao Pavilion, never heard of it!"

The master of the Qing clan snorted, turned around and asked, "Have you heard of it?"

"No, hahaha!"

The members of the Qing clan burst into laughter again, what Ling Xiao Pavilion is, it's just a small force in the countryside!

The master of countless forces also shook his head, and smiled disdainfully, "Ling Xiao Pavilion, what kind of force, they have never heard of it!"

Seeing everyone's ridicule, Ye Wushuang frowned deeply.

This group of people is mocking the power he established.

But one day, they will crawl under the Ling Xiao Pavilion, and, on this day, it will not be too late!

"Nine Heavens Lingxiao, Wushuang Heaven and Earth, we also come from Lingxiao Pavilion!"

Below the battle ring, facing the disdainful smiles of the crowd, a group of men in black looked up at the battle ring and shouted loudly.

Nine days soaring to the sky, unparalleled heaven and earth!

That voice is there, sonorous and powerful, extremely proud!

Before, they were casual cultivators, with no family or sect, and no respect, let alone the qualifications to participate in the battle.

However, since joining Ling Xiao Pavilion, they have been given the same treatment as Zongmen, even more, better.

From then on, there was something called glory in their path!

This kind of glory, from the time they stepped into the Nine Levels Pass, relying on the newly established small Lingxiao Pavilion, they have conquered all the way and surpassed the countless forces present.

After setting foot on the Nine Levels Pass, and passing through the Barbarian Battle Path, in the end, standing in the place where countless forces want to stand, the Barbarian Fights.

These people laughed, what qualifications did they have to laugh at.

They couldn't do it, but if Ling Xiaoge did it, who would laugh at whom?

"Interesting, I seem to like these people a little bit!" Jian Bufan narrowed his eyes, and clenched Feixue Sword with one hand.

Others don't know the Tower of the Sky, but he does!

While speaking, Jian Bufan turned his head to look at Ye Wushuang, only to see his eyes were very cold, but also very proud!

Who has never wanted to be hot-blooded?

The group of people in front of him, the members of the High Heaven Pavilion, gave him a kind of passion!

"Let's fight, Lingxiao Pavilion, you will know soon!"

On the battle stage, Feng Jue spoke again, still hoarse!