Chapter 511

Among the explorers watching, there were some desperate people with cruel heart and hot hands.

But when they saw the bloody scene, they all threw up on the ground.

"Could it be that this man is the son of Yasha!"

Under the challenge arena, an explorer suddenly opened his mouth after vomiting wildly.

Young master Yasha?

After hearing the name, all the explorers were cold and numb.

Young master Yasha is one of the most cruel villains who have recently wandered between more than a dozen big cities nearby. There is no one.

No one knows the face of the son of Yasha, because those who see the face of the son of Yasha have died, and all have been dug and died.

Now I see that the white faced scholar's heart digging technique is surprisingly similar to the legendary yecha childe's technique, and even cruel and disgusting heart eating

When the white faced scholar wanted to enter the forest ruins, a group of explorers increasingly determined that the white faced scholar was the son of Yasha.

After all, the high-level officials of the main cities have issued a joint warrant for the brutal behavior of young master Yasha.

I think you can't escape the joint pursuit, so you have to take refuge in the forest ruins.

At the side of the challenge arena, there were several old people from ancient families who were responsible for managing the entrance of the forest ruins. They looked at the cruel white faced scholar on the challenge arena, and their faces also showed anger.

But they didn't rush.

It's not that their strength is inferior to that of the white faced scholar, but according to the regulations, they are only responsible for managing the entrance of the forest ruins and can't interfere with the competition in the challenge arena.

"Losers, who else dares to fight me on the stage?"

On the stage, the white faced scholar sneered and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth in a provocative tone.

His greedy eyes swept the chest of the explorers under the stage, making dozens of explorers tremble.

I'm kidding. Just now, the scene of the broadsword swordsman penetrating his chest and grabbing his heart by a white faced scholar seems to be still fresh in my mind.

These explorers ask themselves that their strength is not even as good as broadsword Xiake. There is no chance of winning in front of this white faced scholar.

"Waste is waste. I don't even have the courage to go on stage. Since you dare not fight, I'll go in!"

The white faced scholar then opened his mouth and licked the residual blood on his right hand.

Under the challenge arena, although the explorers were very angry.

But he couldn't show anything on his face. He could only watch the white faced scholar walk towards the entrance of the forest market.

"Wait!"

At this time, a voice was not very loud, but the tone was surprisingly firm. It was clearly passed into everyone's ears.

Turning around, a young man in white came up

This young man in white, although his clothes are not luxurious, they are clean and tidy.

There was a huge black sword on his back, full of cold air.

It is Ye Yun who randomly enters this entrance.

On the challenge arena, the white faced scholar stopped suddenly, looked back at Ye Yun, glanced from top to bottom, and deliberately stopped when he reached Ye Yun's chest.

"You want to challenge me, boy?"

The white faced scholar had a funny smile on his face.

"Ask clearly!"

Ye Yun replied coldly. Ye Yun saw the scene that the white scholar hollowed out the broadsword swordsman and ate the broadsword swordsman's heart in public.

Ye Yun also heard the people muttering about the cruel behavior of the white faced scholar.

Although Ye Yun is not a great Xia who acts on behalf of heaven, he will not give a good face to such a cruel and heinous guy.

Of course, if there is a chance, it is also necessary to solve it easily!

The shrill laughter suddenly occurred to me, from the white faced scholar.

He looked at Ye Yun, who was several years younger than himself, licked his lips and said, "since you have to repeat the mistakes of this big man, it's not good if I don't fulfill you?"

The big man in the white faced scholar's mouth, of course, refers to the broadsword Xiake who has been taken out of his heart on the ground.

Ye Yun didn't speak any more, but jumped to the challenge arena and stood tit for tat with the white faced scholar.

Seeing this scene in the eyes of the explorers under the challenge arena, I was surprised in my heart: is this boy who looks absolutely under the age of 20 crazy?

"It seems that this boy is still a little too young. He must have been dazzled by the idea of" acting for heaven ". When he saw the white faced scholar like a cruel devil, he couldn't help walking away."

"I think so. This boy belongs to the type of 'hot head, desperate'. After all, he has to pay a great price for his impulse!"

"More than the price of blood? In my opinion, this boy must be brutally dug by white faced scholars like broadsword Xiake. I said you all stand away and don't spray it on me when you vomit later!"

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Under the challenge arena, there was a lot of discussion, and none of them was optimistic about ye Yun.

On the challenge arena, the white faced scholar smiled and opened his mouth again: "I, young master Yasha, have been swimming in major cities for more than half a year, and no one dares to step on my head!"

"Hehe, no one will step on the dog dung on the ground!"

Ye Yun sneered and then said, "also, I think you really look like a woman!"

After that, everyone was surprised.

As for the white faced scholar, his face, as always with a smile, also quickly emerged with extremely distorted anger.

"It's death!"

The next moment, there was a white light flashing on the challenge arena. It was the white faced scholar who shot again.

The speed is also extremely fast.

His fingers, which were like cutting green onions, also grabbed at Ye Yun's chest

Under the challenge arena, explorers were already lying on the ground ready to vomit, but the eyes of the old men from the ancient family in charge of managing the forest ruins were bright.

The white faced scholar or more accurately, young master Yasha, his thin white right hand, clean and neat, simple but rough, penetrated Ye Yun's chest.

But he didn't bring a trace of the blood, let alone directly catch Ye Yun's heart.

Young master Yasha's face changed greatly. He watched Ye Yun's body disappear slowly.

This is just a virtual shadow?

Behind him, the sound of pulling out the sword suddenly sounded. When young master Yasha looked back in panic, a black forest cold sword light swept towards him.

Yasha wants to avoid, but it's too late.

The black sword light almost penetrated through his body with an irresistible momentum.

"You are looking for death!"

Ye Yun's face was as indifferent as ever, even with a smile.