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What Dian Wuguang didn't say is that the knife just now actually meant to test Ye Tianze's truth.

"I originally thought that he should have been exhausted after fighting for so long, but just now, I didn't feel any sign of his weakness." Dian Wuguang thought in his heart, "This guy, I am afraid he still has hidden strength!"

Dian Wuguang was thinking in his heart when there was a sudden discussion in the outside world.

When he looked over, he saw Ye Tianze stopped in front of the second ring and did not continue forward.

"This guy, isn't he afraid?" Zhen Yan looked worried.

She didn't expect Dian Wuguang to surrender, let alone that Ye Tianze would be able to kill the second ring so quickly.

Now Yang Long is only one prince and Huan Luo away from the position of the king.

"In the battle just now, he consumed a lot. Even if Dian Wuguang took the initiative to make way for him, it would be a bit reluctant to fight the prince again at this time."

"Wuming's strength is indeed tyrannical, but no matter how strong he is, there will be times when he is tired. After all, he was killed from the fifty, and if he continues to fight, I am afraid that the suppressed injuries will also recur."

On the high platform, Duke Zhenshan frowned. He had already given up hope, but he didn't expect Ye Tianze to kill him. "I'm afraid he is seriously injured and can't hold back anymore!" Jianhou sneered, "He beat him like this. , I'm afraid it won't be able to hold even a golden body that's not bad."

Duke Zhenshan's face was very bad. He suddenly thought of what happened the night before. If Ye Tianze was really the thief who stole the treasure, then the injuries left on his body might not be able to be suppressed by a big repayment pill.

"There are only three Su Lingdan!" On the ring, Ye Tianze looked inside his dantian.

When he displayed his fire spirit power, Su Lingdan had already been refined, but he did not expect that there were only three.

"Your Majesty, this old slave has done his best. The time is too short. If you give me a few more hours, there will not be only three." The old man said with a bitter face.

"Three, just three." Ye Tianze said, "To shape the wind, fire and thunder, the three major spiritual bodies should be enough."

After thinking about it, Ye Tianze suddenly opened his eyes and stood up, "It's time for a big fight!"

Seeing him stand up suddenly, the Yanwu Hall was boiling again, this time even the hall master didn't understand what the hell Ye Tianze was up to.

When he walked to the second ring, the prince frowned, and there was a bit of provocation in those evil eyes.

"Why, aren't you going to call Yang Long with you?" the prince asked, "That's right, calling that trash is just a little more struggle."

"Struggling?" Ye Tianze jumped onto the ring and said coldly, "This word will be more suitable for you to use later."

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouths." The prince drew his sword and said coldly, "Don't blame Ben Gong for bullying you, Ben Gong gives you three tricks!"

Hearing this, Nangong Tie Niu in the No. 8 arena, the chrysanthemum tightened, and suddenly thought of the scene on the holy mountain before.

Sure enough, Ye Tianze was not polite at all, and he threw his fist at the prince. The posture was not at all elegant, it was like a street fight, and there was no sign of injury.

The prince's reaction was extremely fast, and the moment Ye Tianze approached, he dodged the punch.