The avatar of the Blade Warrior behind Cheng Ke was shattered inch by inch. Finally, it seemed like an extremely sharp sky knife that burst apart, split into countless pieces, and dissipated into the void. During this process, Cheng Ke's whole body trembled again and he couldn't help but vomit twice.
The blood and breath instantly succumbed.
On the other side of the battle platform, ripple-like fluctuations appeared in the void, and another figure slowly appeared from it. His breathing was slightly rapid, his face was slightly pale, but there seemed to be no injuries on his body, and his eyes were astonishingly bright, and his whole body
There was an inexplicable aura that seemed to come from another dimension, and it was naturally Fang He.
The two people appeared from the void one after another and landed on the platform. In such a state, the arena instantly erupted with excitement!
"Fang He! Fang He! Fang He!"
These two words resounded from the mouths of countless disciples of the Holy Way of Heaven. They were cheering for it and excited for it!
However, in the next moment, several other words came out from the loud shouts. They were four words!
Emperor of the Void!
Incarnate into the void and become emperor!
This is someone who has watched Fang He fight all the way. The void methods have emerged one after another and are powerful and unpredictable. They finally summed it up for him and gave him a unique nickname.
"Emperor of the Void! Emperor of the Void! Emperor of the Void!"
The roars in the arena were completely replaced by these four words. Countless disciples shouted Fang He's nickname with wild expressions!
"Emperor of the Void? Hahahaha... Okay! This is a good nickname! Really good! Thank you for choosing this nickname for me, brother!"
Fang He grinned happily, with a look of satisfaction on his face. He looked like a high-spirited and high-spirited person. Standing on the battlefield, he was smiling from ear to ear. You could even see his
Throat.
On the bloody throne, Ye Wuque felt helpless for a while, but soon his eyes flashed, and a sharp smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Fang He returned to the Blood Throne with a smile, but his position was no longer the tenth independent throne, but rose to the seventh.
Cheng Ke's face was pale. Although the injuries inside his body were not too serious, they were not serious either. However, his expression was a little gloomy, even a little disheartened, and his temperament like the blazing sun seemed to have disappeared.
However, this negative emotion was quickly covered up by Cheng Ke, and he returned to his previous radiant appearance.
When Ye Wuque stepped down from the Bloody Throne, the arena was immediately flooded with the words "God of War"!
In the top ten competition, Fang He won seventh place in the first game. Will Ye Wuque continue this brilliant record after him?
On the battlefield, Ye Wuque's figure appeared, bringing with it a breeze.
Listening to the cheers pouring in from all directions, Ye Wuque felt a sense of emotion in his heart. No matter how many times he stood on this huge battlefield, he would always have an indescribable sense of excitement and excitement.
Immediately, Ye Wuque was about to choose a challenger, but at this moment, he seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes suddenly flashed!
"If the person who has the intention to kill me is among these seven people, then it would be too time-consuming and efficient for me to proactively identify them by name. In this case, it is better to do the opposite...
Let him come to me on his own initiative!"
When he thought of this, Ye Wuque's eyes brightened up astonishingly. He no longer hesitated and his clear voice resounded in all directions!
"I challenge...for fourth place!"
As soon as these words came out, the entire arena suddenly fell silent! The expressions on the faces of countless disciples of the Holy Way of Heaven froze in an instant!
"I...did I hear it right? Ye Wuque actually jumped five places to directly challenge the fourth place on the list?"
"Is he going to do the same thing as in the previous ranking competition? Is he crazy? This is a battle for the top ten! Which one of the top ten is not a super master selected from a hundred thousand? Even if the difference in ranking is just one, it is terrifying
It’s heaven and earth, these are five rankings! What on earth is Ye Wuque doing?"
"Although he defeated the original ninth place Mu Chongli before, the gap between the fourth place and the ninth place is like a Milky Way. They are completely incomparable! Does he have any certainty of victory?"
"I can't figure it out at all! Although it is within the scope allowed by the rules, Ye Wuque's approach must have annoyed all the masters on the list. After all, even Fang He, who has a weird personality and acts alone, is a step-by-step challenge!"
The world in this area has been drowned by the exclamations and questions of countless disciples of the Holy Way. Everyone looking at Ye Wuque on the battlefield is full of shock and disbelief, and they can't understand why Ye Wuque is like this.
On the tenth row of the Blood Throne, Fang He, who was sitting on the seventh independent throne, was slightly startled at first, then showed a strange look on his face, and even a hint of fanaticism in his eyes, and finally whispered: "The battle for the top ten can be overwhelming.
Playing like this across five rankings! Ye Wuque is indeed Ye Wuque! It’s so cool! No, I may not be able to let him be the best in such a cool thing!"
There was light in his eyes, and Fang He seemed to have made some kind of decision.
At this moment, voices came from the other independent thrones, with roughly the same tone.
"Challenging Tie Youxia directly for five consecutive rankings? Haha, it's really... I don't know whether to live or die! Does this kid think that he has defeated Mu Chongli, who is only ninth, and treats the whole person as nothing? He needs to be severely punished! Hmph
!”
There was a meanness and deep disdain in this voice. It was a man's voice. It came from the independent throne representing the sixth place. The light of Yuanli shrouded in it was strong, but it could still be distinguished that it was a ray of light.
A demonic figure.
According to the unspoken rules, the person Ye Wuque was supposed to compete for was the master ranked sixth on the list, but at this moment, Ye Wuque directly chose the fourth place and passed him directly.
In other words, Ye Wuque completely ignored him, who was ranked sixth on the list!
This made him feel arrogant and arrogant. How could this person, who was used to being domineering, endure it? Naturally, he yelled, his words full of contempt.
On the fifth independent throne, the voice of a woman without any emotion, like a jade statue under the cold moonlight, also sounded, but there were only four words: "Clown."
"Tie Youxia, I'm afraid it doesn't feel right to be provoked by such a guy and choose you as your opponent, right?"
The man ranked sixth on the list spoke again, but he was speaking to the majestic figure on the fourth independent throne. It was Ye Wuque's chosen challenger, the super master ranked fourth on the list.
"A young man who is successful and full of energy is like an ant in my eyes."
The voice on the fourth independent throne was like thunderous roar. As he opened his mouth, it seemed as if a battlefield stained with blood was pulled out, and he was the only king sitting in the center of this battlefield!
Buzz!
The sound of breaking through the sky echoed, and a strong blood energy exploded in the void. A majestic figure descended on the battlefield, exuding a terrifying aura of infinite iron blood that made people terrified!
This person's name is Tie Youxia, ranked sixth on the list, and nicknamed "Iron-Blooded Man Slaughter"!