"Raleigh, do you dare to treat my Vulcan people like this?"
A strong man in the Vulcan clan stood up and yelled at Lei Li.
On the battle stage, Raleigh sneered.
"Huh, people of the Vulcan tribe can't afford to lose like this? If their skills are not as good as humans, should I pay him for his life?"
As soon as this statement came out, the people of the Vulcan tribe became even more angry.
"Just let you pay for your life!"
The strong man of the Vulcan clan flew onto the battle platform so that he could attack Raili.
"presumptuous!"
Suddenly, Jifeilong yelled, and then, the dragon-shaped supernatural power galloped out, instantly separating the two.
"Will you keep me in your eyes?"
When Jifeilong came to the battle platform, the two immediately felt extremely strong pressure, and their figures were difficult to move.
"Golden Armored God of War, I don't mean it, but this person is too cruel, and doesn't care about the face of my Vulcan race. We can't swallow this breath." The Vulcan race expert said.
"Ha, skills are inferior to humans, and death is of course!" Raleigh said.
"Ok……"
Jifeilong frowned slightly.
"On the battlefield, life and death are in the sky, there is nothing to say, go on!"
"Ugh!"
The Vulcan clan expert sighed, and Ji Feilong personally came forward. It is impossible for him to stay here.
At this moment, all kinds of discussions within the Vulcan clan sounded, and they were all complaining about the unfair punishment, and Raleigh should be given sufficient punishment. This was his majestic punishment for provoking the Vulcan clan.
However, as the host of this conference, it is impossible for Jifeilong to favor the Vulcan clan, because this must be a life and death decision in itself. Without this ability, it is normal to die here.
After this battle was completed, the grievances between the Vulcan and Thunder Gods deepened again.
Those watching below were shocked.
They are the same four great protoss, and they are so incompatible with each other!
"Brother Ye, how?" Yue Qixing asked.
"The Fire God Race, the Thunder God Race, it seems that there is really a knot that cannot be untied."
Ye Fan said.
"Yes, this is the knot of the heart for thousands of years. It is really not easy to untie it, but the anger and flames that Brother Ye got from Huoliao is precious."
"Oh?"
Ye Fan looked at Yue Qixing, this person was extremely knowledgeable, and it seemed that nothing could be hidden from his eyes.
"Ha, this angry flame is helpful to my gong body."
Since the other party knows the strange fire so well, Ye Fan didn't want to hide it either.
"Now fighting, and gradually losing control, Brother Ye, you should be careful when you face the people of the Four Great Protoss."
"Thank you for reminding!"
This is exactly what Ye Fan thought, once the balance between the four great races was broken, then this grand gathering would change.
This is not good news for their casual cultivators, because the people of the four great races are likely to spread anger on them.
Ye Fan felt that someone was staring at him and Yue Qixing. He turned to look at him. He was a member of the 36th Protoss sect.
Because Ye Fan and Yue Qixing are the only ones who have advanced in casual cultivating, their future opponents are naturally the two of them.
"Brother Ye, it seems that we are being targeted, haha!"
"is it?"
Ye Fan made an innocent expression, but the two understood in their hearts.
Seeing Yue Qixing's relaxed expression, Ye Fan smiled slightly, without any worries about future battles.
His opponent, only the people of the four major Protoss, 36 Protoss sect, is not in his eyes.
Afterwards, the four great protoss each sent out masters to fight each other, but the Moon Gods and the War Gods gradually showed their advantages.
The fire gods and the thunder gods are extremely costly to each other. The battle between the two gods is the most fierce and bloody. The competition between the two gods is already fierce.
"Next, the battle between the four great Protoss ends, and the 36-six Protoss sects are opened, and the battle between San Xiu is started."
Ji Feilong came to the battle platform and hit the battle platform below it suddenly.
"Boom!"
The center of the battle platform suddenly broke, and a huge gap appeared. Then, one battle platform was divided into two.
"Ye Fan, Yue Qixing, come up!"
Hearing Jifeilong's words, the two flew up and stood on the two battle stages respectively.
"This competition is going on like this: Ye Fan and Yue Qixing are the masters, and the 36 Protoss sects are the challengers. Only the Protoss monks who defeated the two of them are eligible to enter the decisive contest!"
The audience was shocked when he said this.
These rules put great pressure on Ye Fan and Yue Qixing.
In the same way, the people of the 36 Protoss sect were not easy, because they only had one chance to compete with Ye Fan and Yue Qixing. Once they lost, they would leave the event.
But overall, the 36 Protoss sects have great advantages, and they have many choices.
"The rules are simple, but if you want to enter the competition, you have to show your true strength!"
"Yes!"
Participants saluted and responded.
At this moment, Ye Fan and Yue Qixing were standing on a platform, facing the 36 Protoss sects below.
"Hmph, it's just a stinky boy in the Immortal Venerable Realm. Challenge him to get my hands dirty!"
A strong man said disdainfully.
"Don't underestimate the two of them, they are all in the casual repair camp, who call the wind and rain, have you forgotten that he single-handedly defeated many casual repairs?"
"Yes, although these two are casual cultivators, they are unpredictable and have abnormal self-strength, so they must be prevented!"
"We thirty-six martial artists, are we still afraid that the two boys will fail?"
Everyone issued their own opinions one after another, and they were full of doubts and fears about Ye Fan and Yue Qixing.
"The battle is on, challenger, free entry!"
Said Feilong.
"Free admission?"
Hearing this, a protoss warrior rushed forward, waving his long sword, and a road of ice and snow came out in front of him.
With the extension of the ice and snow road, everyone looked at Ye Fan's direction.
"Want to challenge me?"
Ye Fan sneered slightly, and could do every challenge, waiting for the attack.
"kill!"
The people of the Protoss hate Ye Fan, but the opponent is actually the challenger, the master of the ring, and his heart is unbalanced.
"Crack, click, click!"
Bingfeng continuously produced around Ye Fan, and then condensed. This is the divine power of the ice and snow world.
"bass!"
Ye Fan threw it towards the sky, and the seven killing orders appeared at the same time.
"Let me see if your abilities can stop me!"
Hearing this, the offensive of the Protoss monk was even more brazen, as if he was threatening Ye Fan, or a strong response to Ye Fan.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The ruling killing order flew out, and the road to ice and snow was instantly cut off by the killing order light, and the situation was on the verge of triggering.
"Hahaha, looking for death!"
The protoss monk laughed wildly, revealing a sinister and cruel color.
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