"what happened!"

The audience was in an uproar and looked at the sudden change in disbelief.

Jiang Yi's chest was ragged and bloody. He could almost see the beating heart, which was shocking.

Yu Qingcang's hands were shattered and blood flowed.

The abdomen is covered in blood and internal organs are shattered, which is also a terrible sight.

The girls such as Yu Qingcheng, Liu Ruyan and others covered their mouths with force.

Li Huang, Xu Tianqi and others' eyes were sensational and unbelievable.

There were only people with a profound level in the audience who clearly captured the incident at the moment of the impact, and they all frowned and said intimidatingly.

This is simply a desperate effort! If Jiang Yi could not grasp Yu Qingcang's fists in that moment, he would definitely die suddenly on the spot.

This child is cruel to his enemies and even more cruel to himself.

"Ah..." Jiang Yi, Yu Qingcang roared wildly as soon as he calmed down. No one paid attention to the injuries and roared at each other.

Yu Qingcang was wildly impacted, and the purple aura was so powerful that the Qilin took shape again. This time, he released all the golden fili in his body desperately and wrapped around the purple aura unicorn.

"Roar..." The Qilin was more real, and its power filled the arena, shocking everyone. The golden marks released from Yu Qingcang's body were wrapped around, like a mysterious talisman, more powerful and terrifying.

A breath that crushed the arena was filled with.

The kirin roared and rushed towards Jiang Yi. Every step fell, there was a terrifying shock wave and oppressive force that rushed towards Jiang Yi, like a huge wave surging, endless.

Jiang Yi clasped his hands tightly, gathering the surging purple sword energy, stimulating the blood and rushing towards the Qilin.

A sword aura stormed out, like a dragon going out to sea, domineering in the wild, impacting the Qilin.

However, the Qilin had no suspense, and continued to move forward and approached quickly.

Jiang Yi immediately followed the second sword... the third sword... the fourth sword... the fifth sword... the sword was fierce, faster and stronger, mixed with golden light and entangled with blood.

Wild slash the unicorn.

Because of the strengthening of the soul, each sword is more powerful than before.

"The eighth knife..." "The ninth knife..." Jiang Yi roared wildly, his whole body swelled and cracked, like a statue that was hit hard, dripping blood.

The knife strikes horizontally, tearing the sky.

A sword that reaches its limit brings a powerful load on the whole body, but its power also reaches a terrifying level.

The Kirin, which had been hit one after another, was ruthlessly torn apart in front of the Ninth Knife.

The purple air exploded, the knife air was soaring, trembling the whole audience.

"roar!"

Yu Qingcang roared wildly, stomped onto the rock surface of the arena, and ran to Jiang Yi! Although the Qilin was destroyed, Jiang Yi's potential for exploitation was severely damaged, and it was the weakest time.

The fatal blow is now.

However… “The Tenth Knife!”

Jiang Yi splattered blood in his teeth, and a roar of blood scattered. A large number of blood vessels in his body shattered. Blood mixed with rushing spiritual power surged out. A bloody and fire-like Suzaku formed violently with the released holy flame, surrounded by the terrifying sword aura like an explosion, and followed the torn Qilin storm and slashed towards Yu Qingcang in the distance.

As he thought.

The fatal blow is now.

"It's over!"

Yu Qingcang's heart skipped a beat, his arms crossed forward, and the surging purple air was released wildly, gathering a vast shadow in front of him.

It is like an endless forest of mountains, rising and falling, shocking and majestic, standing in front of Yu Qingcang and Jiang Yi.

This is the strongest defense that can be condensed in a short period of time.

However, the sword energy was unparalleled, crushing mountains, destroying them, and rolling them across the mountains.

Surrounded by the shadow of the Vermillion Bird, the Killing Power was thrust towards Yu Qingcang.

"No!"

Yu Qingcheng and others became more and more erect and screamed shrillly.

Boom, boom boom boom... The purple air mountain was shattered and turned into an endless wind, sweeping across the arena.

The Vermillion Bird surrounds the sword, blew up Yu Qingcang's arms, crushed his chest, and brought up blood in the sky, blasting him three hundred meters away. After landing, it rebounded one after another, hitting the barrier.

The boiling martial arts performance was quiet for a moment, and hundreds of thousands of people stared at Yu Qingcang with their breath holding their minds.

Yu Qingcang lay there, his body covered in blood and blood, and it was a terrible sight.

He made a strange roar in his throat, struggling to get up, but his arms were broken and his bones were broken. His struggle seemed so embarrassing and powerless at this moment.

On the other hand, Jiang Yi's crazy release beyond his limit brought unimaginable heavy damage to his body. Not only did the blood vessels shatter, but the bones and souls were absorbed with endless potential. With the momentum of running, he pounced on the ground in a mess, and blood splashed and dyed the ring red.

Yu Zhengxiong, Lin Tianlu and others walked out of the wing one after another, stood on a high place, frowned and paid attention.

The crowded martial arts venue fell into silence and depression.

Time seems to freeze at this moment.

"Stand up! Stand up!"

I don’t know who shouted, and all 100,000 viewers in the martial arts venue shouted.

“Stand up!”

“Stand up!”

Neat shouts resounded throughout the martial arts venue, and everyone clenched their fists and looked nervously at the two people lying on the ring.

Whoever can stand up will be the ultimate winner, and whoever can become the name of Wuhou and become the first Wuhou in the dark kingdom.

"Stand up, stand up."

Yu Qingcheng slapped the table anxiously.

Han Ao also shouted at the top of his voice.

"Jiang Yi, are you still alive? Let me stand up."

In the wing room, the strong men from all sides frowned, with a serious expression, and stared at the bloody two people with burning eyes.

The strength, potential, etc. of these two people are actually almost the same. What's more important is perseverance until now.

"ah!"

Yu Qingcang suddenly let out a hoarse roar, twisting his tattered body, exerting all his strength, and swaying and erecting his body in the exclamation of countless people.

But... Before everyone could cheer, Yu Qingcang's tattered chest and abdomen squirted violently, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out, falling straight onto the table, falling into a coma.

The atmosphere was quiet again, and all eyes turned to Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi curled up tremblingly, and tried to hold the ground with his tattered hands, but he couldn't move.

After trying it repeatedly several times, I could only hold my head against the ground and sat up with difficulty.

After gasping weakly for a while, Jiang Yi raised his right claw and supported himself tremblingly.

Before he could stand firm, Jiang Yi staggered a few steps and almost fell.

Many people subconsciously follow a few steps forward.

Jiang Yi shook for a long time, finally managed to hold on with difficulty and waved to the high platform.

"Win!"

Han Ao's eyes shook and he jumped up like crazy: "Win! Win! Win!"

Hundreds of thousands of people looked at each other and burst into a boiling sound in the next second.

"Win! The first Marquis of Wu of the Dark Kingdom, Jiang Yi!"

"Jiang Yi! Jiang Yi!"

"Wuhou...Wuhou..." Hundreds of thousands of people roared wildly, and their enthusiasm was high! They witnessed the peak battle of the youth! They witnessed the birth of the first Wuhou of the Dark Kingdom! "Little guy, my sister did not read you wrong."

Xiang Wanqing showed a charming smile in the wing room, her fragrant tongue rolled her teeth, and she was full of charm.

Judging from the potential Jiang Yi has shown now, the three requests he made may be really worth it.

"He really persisted until the end."

"He is as strong as Yu Qingcang, but Jiang Yi is more ruthless and fights to death."

"The name of Wuhou is really worthy of it."

"Announcement?"

The people in the Great Zizai Palace nodded one after another. Although the Wuhou challenge only played less than thirty games, each game was more exciting, especially the battles between Li Huang, Xu Tianqi and Yu Qingcang were the peak battles.

"The first Wuhou of the Dark Kingdom was born."

Xiang Wanqing walked out of the wing room in person and wanted to announce it in public.

But… “It’s not over yet! Today is the last day, but this is not the last battle!”

Yu Qingcheng suddenly rushed to the arena and pointed at Jiang Yi and said, "I, Yu Qingcheng, challenge you!
Chapter completed!