Chapter 957: Change (4)
If it weren't for Ye Chen's terrifying strength and extremely strong deterrence, someone would have rushed to the ring to kill Ye Chen.
As the referee, Elder Zheng still said to Ye Chen and Wei Ying: "The remaining nine places have been determined, and you are left behind. Who on earth has won?"
Ye Chen looked behind Elder Zheng, but found a few people.
These people should be one of the last ten.
Ji Siqing has not returned yet.
Ye Chen smiled, shrugged and said: "In this round, I and Wei Ying of the Extreme Frost Sect draw, it is difficult to tell the winner."
"draw?"
Old Zheng's face twitched!
The faces of the other referees are very ugly!
Tens of thousands of people under the ring almost fell to the ground.
The martial arts competition is another Kunlun virtual competition, how can it be a draw!
Never had!
Now Ye Chen and Wei Ying didn't have a trace of wounds, and they had a **** draw. Who didn't know the way inside.
Old Zheng glanced at Xiao Huang who was snoring on the ring, then looked at Ye Chen: "Buddhism is not a child's play, how can there be a tie! There must be a result! The number is full and can't accommodate eleven people! Unless you two Are eliminated!"
Elder Zheng's attitude is extremely firm.
"This is easy!" Ye Chen hugged Xiao Huang in his arms, and walked towards the last few people who were promoted step by step.
Suddenly, the pace stopped.
Xiao Huang opened his eyes and looked at those people quite vigilantly.
But Ye Chen's evil spirit enveloped him, and his cold eyes scanned the few people.
This look is like a demon from hell.
Extremely cold.
Bloodthirsty.
Those few people knew Ye Chen's strength, and stepped back one after another, and there was a chill behind them.
Obviously afraid!
"There should be no doubt about the strength of Wei Ying and I of the Extreme Frost Sect. Anyway, there is no difference between the winner and the loser. Why don't you draw a random person from it and discuss it again?"
As soon as these words came out, the few who were promoted instantly sweated!
They didn't get Ye Chen and Wei Ying already thank God!
If you are drawn out to compete again, there is no life left!
The key is now that Ye Chen's eyes are with killing intent, once any of them set foot on the ring, there is absolutely no life!
The key is that little thing, these referees can do nothing!
Old Zheng saw Ye Chen's threats, and just wanted to speak, a cultivation sect who was about twenty-five years old suddenly covered his stomach and said to Old Zheng: "Old Zheng, I'm really sorry. I feel Dantian feels a little uncomfortable. It should have been internally injured in the battle, unable to step into the Xilong Pond, that... Mr. Zheng, I will push it out!"
Old Zheng's expression changed and he said in amazement: "Xilongchi is rare in a century. Are you sure to give up? Also, is the sect behind you willing?"
The cultivator nodded again and again: "Master Zheng only asked me for a reputation. I have a special blood. Xilongchi is of no use to me. Instead of wasting time, it is better to spend more time practicing and say goodbye!"
The cultivator left without waiting for Zheng's response.
When leaving, he took a deep look at Ye Chen.
He was obviously threatened to leave by Ye Chen!
He even felt that Ye Chen had been staring at him with his eyes, just watching his actions!
He panicked!
Chance is more important than fate!
Qingluanzong offended Ye Chen and almost wiped out the entire army!
Now if he offends again, the sect does not know if there is anything!
He even thinks that Ye Chen from the God of Medicine and that Ye Qi are innocent and **** like!
Just like to dominate fear!
This person had misunderstood Ye Chen, he just wanted to try if anyone would leave, and if no one left, he wouldn't do it.
Big deal, think of a way.
But since someone has left, it would be best.
"Old Zheng, is it just right now?"
Ye Chen said interestingly.
Elder Zheng sighed, and didn't dare to push Ye Chen into a hurry, he could only nod his head and said: "I announce that Wei Ying and the God of Medicine... Ye Chen advanced."
The voice continued.
Someone should have cheered, but now there is silence.
No one thought that the referee had compromised!
The key is what they can do!
I couldn't beat it, and if Ye Chen was anxious, the entire Qianjue Square would be destroyed.
Mr. Zheng glanced at the other referees, sacrificed a piece of jade, and said lightly: "Now it's time to open the dragon washing pond."
Old Zheng pinched his finger, and just wanted to do something, a vision appeared above the sky.
Dark clouds burst.
Only on one side.
Hundred days on one side, dark night on the other side ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is like yin and yang gossip.
The endless thunder and lightning rolled in the dark clouds, the gust of wind rose, and a desolate breath swept in.
Seeing this scene, everyone's face changed.
This vision is somewhat familiar!
"This is... Mr. Jingshui is here?"
"Yes, yin and yang sky, it must be Mr. Jingshui!"
The next second, the five referees knelt directly.
Sincerely fearful.
The body trembled even more.
They seemed to have their heads close to the ground, representing the most loyalty to Mr. Jingshui.
Not only that, the black crowd heard Mr. Jingshui, kneeling all together.
Everyone knelt down!
Even the advancers in front of Ye Chen and Wei Ying knelt.
Very pious.
This is the belief in the strong.
And the legendary Mr. Jingshui is their belief!
No one can replace it!
After all, this Kunlun virtual genius battle was supported by Mr. Jing Shui.
Now that Mr. Jingshui is here, if he can point out a few people, or accept disciples again, there is absolutely no chance!
After all, once he became Mr. Jingshui's apprentice, he would have countless more backstages.
In the entire Kunlun Xu, 70% of the sect masters and elders are your brothers, this feeling is exciting to think about!
But there are some who don't kneel.
Ye Chen, Wei Ying, Duan Huaian, and several others.
Real cultivators, except their parents and masters, are not qualified to let them kneel!
This is Daoxin!
Dark clouds overwhelm the city.
A figure gradually became clear.
In the distance, an old man stepped on a gossip array and quickly walked away.
The wind makes the sleeves dance, and the breath of Immortal Venerable is awe-inspiring.
Ye Chen glanced, not knowing the depth of the other party.
Xiao Huang in his arms sensed something, his eyes were filled with anger, and a low roar sounded.
