Ye Lin's words humiliated the whole holy land.

Ye Qi'er and Dongfang long are worried about Ye Lin's provocation.

Now five families, dragon group and holy land cooperation, Ye Lin do not make the relationship stiff?

"Holy land has done these things to our allies, but they don't want us to get the position of commander in chief. When they do these things, they have to think about the consequences." Ye Tianlong squinted.

He strongly supports Ye Lin's approach.

Long Shengjie and Dongfang cangxuan also agreed.

If we do not give the holy land a little color, the future coalition forces will not be destroyed by the holy land.

In the field.

Emperor Su's body turned into a shadow, and his fist was wrapped with aura, and he blew to Ye Lin's chest.

In the face of Di Su's positive attack, Ye Lin's face did not change much.

This emperor Su is also smart. He knows that he can see his weakness when he moves, so he speeds up and doesn't give him a chance to react.

In the eyes of the whole audience, Ye Lin leaned forward, raised his arm, and directly used a tough way to fight with di Su's heavy fist.

Bang bang!

So they started a long fight. Their fists were so dazzling that they seemed to have several hands waving.

The aura is dazzling. Every punch will make a dull sound.

"Drink!"

Emperor Su suddenly burst to drink, and his aura condensed a huge fist of ten Zhang size, which waved to Ye Lin.

Ye Lin's body shook slightly, his sole touched the ground with one foot, his body began to rotate, throwing out one leg and kicking on the huge fist mark.

Bang!

The fists and feet collided, causing a shock wave, which made a hole in the challenge arena.

Energy hedge, Ye Lin and di Su are back a few steps.

Looking at Ye Lin and di Su, who had just fought so fiercely, the holy land was shocked.

I didn't expect that the wandering son of kylin could compete with their holy Son.

Such strength is not comparable to those just now.

Emperor Su Ning looks at his fist seriously. In the fight with Ye Lin just now, he feels that Ye Lin's fist is as solid as a rock, as if it is harder than the Xuanwu shield.

Ye Lin's face is indifferent, and the power of immortal body is naturally strong.

"Ye Lin, I admit that you are very strong, but today you will understand that the real genius is only in my holy land!"

Di Su's aura burst out, jumping up and down, waving his arms in a big arc, drawing a half moon shaped aura curved blade.

When ye Lin's backhand was raised, a golden energy bullet burst out, smashing the aura curved blade.

Crackle!

When he smashes the Lingqi curved blade, Ye Lin's body flashes with electric light, and his figure vibrates violently.

Then everyone's shock and unhappiness turned into a flash and appeared in front of emperor su.

Emperor Su's eyes shrank, and Ye Lin's speed was really ghostly.

It's too fast!

Bang!

When TISU was still shocked, there was a sharp pain in his stomach, and then he felt his body flying upside down uncontrollably.

It's Ye Lin's fist!

After flying 100 meters backward, Ye Lin appears behind Di Su, throws out a leg with leg wind, kicks him in the back and kicks him forward.

The people in holy land were all surprised, and countless voices were heard.

Their son was taken as a sandbag by Ye Lin!

When ye Lin plans to kick emperor Su again, Emperor Su suddenly drinks, spins his body, blows away with one punch, and pushes Ye Lin back a few steps.

Emperor Su kneels down on one knee and knows that he is in a mess now. He hates Ye Lin deeply in his heart.

The holy land, the Holy Son, when was he so embarrassed.

On the throne, the Lord's face was a little dignified.

Ye Lin's strength is beyond his expectation, and his superb speed is too weird.

Di Su stood up and felt the innumerable eyes of the whole audience. He was full of doubt.

He flashed cold in his eyes and launched the most ferocious attack on Ye Lin. his palmprint slapped Ye Lin's chest hard!

For emperor Su several times looking at the vulnerable position of the attack, Ye Lin heart a cold smile, raised a palm to welcome up.

Boom!

The two palms of Ye Lin and di Su's feet were shocked into powder and two pairs of footprints were printed.

Looking at Ye Lin, who has been changing his color, di Su's face is full of anger. Is Ye Lin really looking down on him!

Emperor Su raised his hand, the palm of which was full of spirit and power.

Bang!

Two palms against each other, thrust Ye Lin and di Su away.

At this moment, those people in the Holy Land closed their mouths, Emperor Su fell into the disadvantage again and again, which made them almost lose their confidence in him.

Looking at that countless disappointed expression, di Su's face flashed infinite cold killing intention.

His image established in holy land for many years was instantly destroyed in front of Ye Lin.

Di Su can't bear it, absolutely can't bear it!

The silver folding fan that broke ye Qi'er's sword appeared in his right hand and opened it directly.

Boom!

The wind of the sword soared into the sky.

Di Su sneered at the corner of his mouth, his arm fell, and the sword of the storm fell heavily.

In the face of the powerful storm sword, even Ye Lin did not dare to be careless. The net lotus demon fire rose in his palm and collided with the chopping storm sword.

Bang!

The flame collided with the sword of the storm, followed by the energy impact of a hundred feet high.

Boom!

The white jade challenge arena was torn in two by this force.

Among them, a figure shot backward and retreated.

Countless eyes quickly cast in the past, that person is actually Ye Lin.

The people in holy land were excited when they saw that Ye Lin had fallen into a bad situation and seemed to revive.

However, a fierce force emerged in Ye Lin, which was the blood of chuangwu.

Two sharp swords formed in his palms pierced into the ground to prevent him from falling out of the arena. The long sword made a long mark on the arena.

In the eyes of all the people in holy land, Ye Lin finally stopped at the edge of the challenge arena.

It's a pity for countless people in holy land. Ye Lin almost lost.