The next day, before Chen time, it was cloudy.

When Li Ye led tens of thousands of imperial troops to the arena twenty miles outside Basia City, tens of thousands of soldiers and practitioners in Beihai were already waiting here.

They were waiting to avenge the three arrows committed the day before.

Seeing the imperial army gradually approaching, the tens of thousands of soldiers on the other side roared. The roar of tens of thousands of people was like a thunder on the ground.

Li Ye, who walked into the crowd, glanced at Nalan Yu next to him, frowned and asked, "Wang Tianhua has made arrangements?"

"Don't worry!" Nalan Yu replied in a condensed voice.

"That's good. Don't be impulsive today. I didn't say anything, so you and Jiang Shuai don't move. Unless they want to die, then let them do it."

Li Ye looked forward and said coldly.

Nalan Yu naturally understood what Li Ye meant, and said: "If the other party comes with force, we are not vegetarians. We will just kill him in one pot. Killing ten thousand counts as ten thousand!"

Jiang Huo swallowed his saliva, looked at Li Ye and said, "The Imperial Master has to be careful, these bastards can use hidden weapons, and they can be very sinister."

Li Ye's eyes became sharp, he looked at the stage in front of him and said softly: "They have no chance to use hidden weapons."

Xia Wutong, who was following him, asked, "Junior brother, do you want me to go under the ring and keep an eye on you?"

Li Ye looked at her and smiled and said: "Sister, don't worry, you and your elder brother are watching from the ring. If the opponent doesn't follow the rules, we will act according to our plan!"

"Well, we are all here, you should be careful alone!" Xia Wutong looked at him and said.

Li Ye nodded and walked towards the ring.

Before he even approached the ring, an elder from Qingcheng who served as a referee came over, looked at Li Ye and said, "Master National Master, how do you want to fight in this ring?"

Li Ye thought for a moment and looked at him and said quietly: "Senior, please tell them that I will take over these three arenas by myself. It is true that I am the ninth level of Nascent Soul. When I reach the Golden Core realm, I only have to throw one kick."

If you can survive, you can say that the Beihai side has won."

"When I reach the Nascent Soul Realm, I will only throw one punch. As long as I survive one punch, they will win!"

"It's okay to be in the state of distraction. I only use three swords. After three swords, as long as I'm alive, I lose."

Elder Qingcheng was stunned, looked him up and down, and said in a deep voice: "National Master, can you do it alone?"

Li Ye looked at him, smiled, and said softly: "Please tell them, this is a life and death battle, don't admit defeat! Even if you admit defeat, I won't accept it!"

After Li Ye said these words, he stepped onto the ring in the middle step by step, looked at Beihai's tens of thousands of troops quietly, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of cutting his neck.

The tens of thousands of troops in Beihai were instantly ignited by Li Ye's action. Tens of thousands of generals and practitioners shouted together: "Kill him!"

"Kill him and use this kid's blood to pay homage to your dead brother!"

"Kill him and bring him a sacrificial flag!"

Suddenly, earth-shattering roars echoed around the arena.

The elder of Qingcheng walked around the ring, walked to the opponent's camp, and explained Li Ye's consciousness to the opponent's referee.

The opponent's referee was Duanmu Tetsuo, the deputy island leader of Feilong Island. He looked at Li Ye on the ring with a gloomy face and said softly to the elder of Qingcheng: "That's what I meant!"

Elder Qingcheng glanced at him, turned around and walked onto the highest stage. He used the power of the mid-distraction stage to gather his true energy and said.

"Today's stage battle was taken over by one of our national masters, the national master Xiu Li Nascent Soul. He only made one kick at the golden elixir level, and he had to survive to say that the Beihai side won."

"When you come to the Nascent Soul Realm, the Imperial Master only throws one punch. As long as you survive one punch, the opponent will win! The same goes for those who rise to the Distraction Realm. The Imperial Master only throws three swords. After three swords, as long as you are alive, the Imperial Master loses.

"This battle is a battle of life and death. We will not accept the opponent's surrender!"

After Elder Qingcheng said these words, he turned around and walked off the ring.

Just listen to the sound of "Boom!", and there was a thunder on the ground! The viewing platforms of both sides were set on fire again. Tens of thousands of soldiers and practitioners all shouted loudly!

This is a life and death battle!

This is a life and death battle!

Hu Ge, who had a broken arm, stood in the stands and shouted: "Brother, destroy them!"

Fatty Tang took Xiao Ju's hand and waved: "Brother, come on, brother, come on!"

Linghu Shanshan, Zhuge Tianhong, Wang Shuanghua, Jiang Haitian, Li Ye and others came to watch the battle. They all broke through two realms in one night. The most important one was Wu Shuanghua who broke through five realms in one night. He saw that he had already broken through.

It’s the late Nascent Soul stage.

Li Ye, who was standing on the ring, narrowed his eyes, looked at his side, waved his hand and said, "Watch me break through this ring and be stained with blood!"

The blood of tens of thousands of generals boiled again, and they shouted wildly: "The national master is mighty! Break through the ring! Stain it with blood!"

"The Imperial Master is mighty! He breaks through the ring! He is stained with blood!"

"The Imperial Master is mighty! He breaks through the ring! He is stained with blood!"

...

The opposing camp also shouted!

"Who knows this wild boy? Go up and chop off his head!"

"Whoever goes up and kills him, I'll pay you five hundred gold coins!"

"Whoever goes up and cuts him down, I'll pay you a thousand gold coins!"

...

For a time, both sides were furious, and the battle broke out at the first sign of war!

Duanmu Tetsunan discussed with Duanmu Feilong behind him and decided to send a ninth-level Jindan to try his luck first. As long as he could survive the opponent's kick, he would be considered a winner. They could afford such a loss.

I saw Duanmu Feilong making a move, and a fat man walking over.

"Don't fight him hard when you go up. Just dodge his kick and you will be considered a meritorious service!" Duanmu Feilong ordered while looking at the Jindan realm practitioner in front of him.

In his opinion, since the opponent's national master dares to speak out, it must not be simple.

The fat man holding a long knife cupped his hands with Duanmu Feilong and Duanmu Tienan, and said with a smile: "Island owner and eldest son, don't worry, let me chop off his head."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the ring.

"I told you where did you come from? You dare to fight against my Beihai army. You really don't want to live!"

The fat man looked at Li Ye and roared, patting the long knife in his hand.

Li Ye looked at him and smiled: "Remember to reincarnate in the next life, don't go to Beihai!"

He turned around and asked Duanmu Feilong under the stage: "Can we do it?"

Duanmu Feilong looked at him with a gloomy face and shouted to the fat man on the stage: "Bawang Li, be careful!"

Li Ye looked at the fat man and grinned: "So your name is Li Bawang. You'd better change your name in the next life."

Seeing that Li Ye was not a friendly person, King Li Ba couldn't help but muster up his energy. He held his long knife across his chest, took two steps back, and took a horse stance to deal with Li Ye's attack.

Li Ye looked at him and continued to laugh: "Don't hide. How can I kick you when you hide far away?"

When the fat man heard this, he couldn't help but take a step back and pushed the long knife flat to protect his front body.

How could Li Ye get what he wanted? He just wanted a quick victory!

In the middle, I saw him coming up with a move of the Crouching Tiger Arhat Fist, the Uphill Crouching Tiger! I saw him press his left palm in vain, and strike down with his right fist. The whistling wind of the fist showed the momentum of the Uphill Crouching Tiger!

"Didn't you mean using your feet?"

As soon as the fat man finished speaking, he saw that Li Ye had already rushed in front of him! The punch was a feint, but the foot was the killing move! He rushed forward with a lunge, turned around and kicked back...

In this move, he did not use the power of the formless body, but only used the cultivation of the ninth level of Nascent Soul to condense the true energy on his feet.

"Click...bang..."

Just two loud noises were heard! The little bully of the ninth level of Jindan was kicked out of the ring by Li Ye...

The first loud sound was when Li Ye kicked off Li Bawang's long knife, and then kicked him hard on the chest!

The second loud noise was from Li Bawang, who had already flown out of the ring, and before he even hit the ground, his body exploded in the air!

Li Ye's kick could defeat the late-stage distracting monster, but how could a person in the Golden Core realm resist it?

For a moment, the stands of both sides were completely silent, and you could hear a pin drop!

Neither side saw clearly what Li Ye was doing. The opponent had already exploded in the air and fell to pieces on the muddy ground below the ring!

"This wild wolf is indeed terrifying. No one in the Golden Core realm can avoid his kick. Our previous thoughts need to be changed."

Duanmu Tienan looked at Duanmu Feilong and said coldly.

"Deputy Island Master, if that's the case, send someone from the ninth level of Nascent Soul up. Didn't he say he would only punch one? Even I don't dare to say that I can kill a person with the same level of distraction with one punch!"

"I know, we will never let him go! As long as we have a little patience and send out more practitioners, we will grind him to death on this arena."

Duanmu Tienan looked at Li Ye on the ring and said coldly.

Duanmu Feilong waved his hand, and another practitioner of the ninth level of Nascent Soul came out, clasped his fists with him and said, "Don't worry, eldest son, let me go and avenge King Li!"

Duanmu Feilong nodded and replied: "Be careful."

At this time, the atmosphere became solemn. People on both sides forgot to shout and just looked at Li Ye quietly on the stage with his hands behind his back and a calm look.

This time, a middle-aged man of about fourteen years old walked onto the ring. He was dressed in black and was more than five feet tall. He held a long sword in his hand. There was a trace of solemnity and a trace of anger on his thin face.
To be continued...