She looked proudly towards the audience.
His eyes were full of contempt.
"In this grand arena, can't I find someone who can fight me?"
"Arrogant!"
The strong men who were standing below still wanted to wait and see.
At this time, everyone became angry.
Ice Moon Palace is a large sect that has accumulated for thousands of years.
There is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger in the door.
There are many disciples who are dedicated to cultivation, but usually have little reputation.
However, they all have their own unique secret skills.
It's definitely something that only ordinary people can handle.
At this time, they all felt the contempt in Ye Qingli's eyes.
As a senior disciple.
To be despised by a newcomer.
"I come!"
A disciple quickly jumped onto the ring!
Then, without saying a word, he released the magic weapon.
Attack Ye Qingli.
"Psychic attack!"
Ye Qingli opened his eyes!
Looked at him with lightning eyes.
"Ahhhh——"
That person's magic weapon has not been released yet.
Then, it was like being pricked with needles in his mind.
It exploded quickly.
Covering his head, he quickly fell to the ground.
Another instant kill!
This is simply an unrestricted and indiscriminate attack!
Ye Qingli's winning streak was as unstoppable as destroying everything.
Combining powerful spells and martial arts, she is already an invincible existence beyond her class.
Now, she has added mental attacks.
There was almost no flaw in her body.
All kinds of fighting skills are constantly displayed on her body.
Mentally strong?
Then, use magic.
Strong spiritual power?
Very good, I have Guwu.
Fifty-five consecutive wins…
Sixty consecutive wins...
Ye Qingli's fighting speed began to slow down.
However, the opponents in front of her were also falling one after another.
Now, she is like a mechanical fighting machine.
Everyone held their breath at this time.
Counting for her silently.
"Seventy, seventy-one, seventy-two..."
Their voices all began to tremble.
It was like witnessing the birth of a miracle.
One after another, strong men came up to challenge.
However, none of them blocked Ye Qingli in the slightest.
No matter how powerful they are.
However, Ye Qingli was still like an irresistible chariot.
Roll forward.
"eighty!"
Such a number came out of everyone's mouths.
Ye Qingli, at this time, also knocked one of his opponents onto the stage.
"when!"
A broken weapon was swept off the stage.
Ye Qingli held down the curled Tianchu.
He let out a long breath.
At this time, she also began to feel a little weak.
You know, after fifty wins.
The opponent she faced was no longer as simple as before.
Those disciples were all aroused by her to be competitive.
One after another, they came on stage and began to challenge her.
During these battles, Ye Qingli's energy was greatly consumed.
After all, she has not yet been promoted to the intermediate level of king.
Her spiritual power is not that strong yet.
Thirty powerful opponents.
Fight in turns.
If it weren't for the fact that there was still space in her body for support.
Even the Iron Man would have fallen long ago.
But even so.
There were beads of sweat on her forehead at this time.
It can be clearly seen.
Her body was shaking a little.
Jun Aohan couldn't help but have a flash of worry in his eyes.
