In the blue sky city, ye QingHan is nervous. When people are here, their hearts fly to endless galaxies, some of them are absent-minded.


    In this way, it lasted for three hours. All the six battles of Zixian were over. Ye QingHan immediately found Zixian and whispered, "now go back to the owl dragon region and find out the identity of those people. Remember, don''t fight with those people until our gambling fight is over."


    Zixian nodded and left the blue sky city.


    The continuous departure of the crazy sect''s personnel has attracted the attention of the second generation of witches, but he doesn''t care. Wu ye must be very cruel and won''t leave future trouble for himself. The crazy sect''s experts are here, and it''s impossible to stop the witches'' guard.


    But ye QingHan continued to stay in the gambling arena. Every time he was on the verge of death, but he always couldn''t die. He killed his opponent at the most dangerous time. In nine battles, except for the one against the Panhu, the rest won completely. The later kings were unlucky and died on the spot.


    On this day, Kuang Zong scored more than 30 points and a total score of 160 points. Instead, he retreated into one place and ranked 10th.


    The holy land of all parties seems to be aimed at the crazy sect. In the battle at night, Nangong Yunlan soared and scored 12 points in one fell swoop. After playing all his events, he still couldn''t recover his decline and hung in the tenth place, three points behind the ninth place.


    Ye QingHan has 22 games left. It seems that he can''t stand at night. Many people want to kill him one after another. Without exception, they are all killed by him. They go to ten games a night and win ten times in a row.


    "Shit, can ye QingHan fight to death? Is this guy pretending? You see, he can''t stand, but he can always be surprised to kill the king elite. It''s getting worse and worse since the second game, but more and more people are killed!"


    The Lord of chaos was extremely angry. The holy land of chaos suffered heavy casualties. Even the son was maimed and could not be repaired in a short time.


    The second generation sorcerer took a deep breath and stared at ye QingHan, but he couldn''t see whether he was really hurt or disguised.


    "Find someone to test." Xuanyuan Holy Lord was very angry. Xuanyuan Qingdi''s body was broken. It would take at least a thousand years to repair it. How could he not hate ye QingHan.


    Now the younger generation of holy sons are only pan Hu, Wen Shao, Mo Li and Qiu Yaojie, but Qiu Yaojie is the holy land of cause and effect. Ji Tian''s demon spirit is unwilling to cooperate, and Mo Li is not under our control. As for the ethereal body, it''s just uncomfortable to find her to test ye QingHan.


    "Pan Hu, or Wen Shao, only they can try to find out whether ye QingHan is really injured or disguised." the second generation of the wizard whispered.


    Many saints nodded, and Xuanyuan himself went to talk to Pan''s holy land, hoping that Pan Hu or Wen Shao would try to test ye QingHan.


    Lord pan did not immediately agree, but called pan Hu.


    Pan Hu heard that he wanted to test ye QingHan, and refused on the spot. Leng Sheng said, "this is unrealistic. Ye QingHan''s strength is not an ordinary king. I can''t reveal my identity when I sneak attack, but his strength is so strong that any one of Wen Shao and I will expose our identity. Do you want us to go to war with Pan''s holy land and crazy sect?"


    Lord pan nodded immediately and thought that Pan Hu was very considerate and didn''t want to go to war with Kuangzong. Naturally, he couldn''t attack ye QingHan.


    In desperation, Emperor Xuanyuan had to leave.


    The great saints were very depressed. Ye QingHan still dragged his broken body with blood stains. He killed another king and won 20 games in a row. Now it seems that his face is like a corpse. There is no blood color, and his eyelids are drooping. It seems that he is tired and can''t open his eyes.


    Indeed, ye QingHan is really tired because he wants to concentrate on controlling the great wilderness God clothes with divine animals such as divine birds, but he is not hurt at all. The injury is purely pretended.


    Ye QingHan has less than ten battles left. The crazy sect has fought continuously. Most of the strong have finished the competition. The supreme holy land has also completed its task and won 30 points,


    Medusa calculated the score. For the rest of the games, a smile finally appeared on her face, blooming like a flower, the divine awn flowed, and the skin broke immediately.


    "We still haven''t played in 15 games and now occupy the 10th place, but the score behind us is much less than ours! According to my current calculation, it''s difficult for the forces behind to turn over unless we lose more than half of these 15 games." Medusa smiled.


    Ye QingHan breathed a sigh of relief. With his current strength, he can win nine points without the protection of the great wilderness God''s clothes. He has occupied most of them. How can Jiang Jingtian and Gu Qingyu win two or three points.


    Just about to remove the great wilderness God clothes, suddenly the great wilderness God clothes shook and shrunk, as if they had found something.


    Ye QingHan was surprised. He would react like this when he saw the Dahuang monument for the first time. He quickly looked around and was very vigilant, but he didn''t find anything.


    Tear and pull——————


    The clothes on ye QingHan''s heart were directly broken. It was obvious that it was a wound drawn by the sword. The gloomy knife Qi directly penetrated into the body through the great wilderness God''s clothes.


    Boom!


    Ye QingHan waved a palm and hit it in the direction of nothingness in front of him. His Qi force shattered the earth.


    "What the hell?"


    Ye QingHan retreated several steps and protected the crazy sect in front of them. His face was very ugly, because the palm was empty, but he was actually attacked.


    "What happened?"


    Jiang Jingtian and others were surprised. They had never seen ye QingHan attack forward so inexplicably.


    Ye QingHan couldn''t cover up the camouflage. It was no longer necessary. He scattered the wild God clothes and kept part of his mental power to search around, but found nothing.


    The great saints realized that ye QingHan was in disguise and were very angry, but they were attracted by Ye QingHan''s current situation.


    The second generation of witches and gods were shocked when they saw that the golden armor on ye QingHan''s chest was cut directly, with blood stains.


    "He was attacked? Who did it?"


    Python Shenjiao was quite surprised. He didn''t understand who else could attack and kill ye QingHan silently and retreat all over. Wouldn''t that mean that person could attack them all over and retreat?


    The second generation of witches shook his head and his face was very dignified, indicating that he was not his man.


    Poop——————


    Ah————————


    Then, there was a scream in the witch camp. A powerful elite fell to the ground and died miserably. The blood turned white and there was no vitality.


    Ye QingHan retreated again and again. His eyes twinkled. He always felt that this ghost was coming for his great wasteland monument.


    WOW——————


    Everyone was in an uproar. Unexpectedly, someone killed invisible people under the eyes of the holy masters of the major holy places, and he could walk away.


    Boom——————


    Ye QingHan suddenly gives out his knife and fiercely cleaves to the left front. It is obvious that there is a trace on the ground that does not belong to the knife Qi, but footprints.


    Bang!


    Ye QingHan followed a knife to sweep and kill the footprints. The knife Qi soared in the air. It was clearly hit in the void and would not be blocked. However, after a roar, the people understood that someone could be invisible.


    An air wave rushed in all directions, and the footprints immediately disappeared.