"You...... Unworthy!Unworthy!Unworthy!Unworthy......"

Ye Feng's voice was very loud, not only the True Dragon Wushuang heard it, but also the people in the audience, and those powerhouses of all races who were staring at the battlefield in the VIP room also heard it, it seemed that at this moment, this small world was ruled by this angry roar. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hehe, am I not worthy?"

True Dragon Wushuang spat out a mouthful of blood again, and then looked at the black cloaked young man who was high up, and suddenly smiled bitterly, at this moment, he sadly found that all his previous self-esteem and arrogance were pure jokes in the eyes of this person.

This Terran powerhouse who suddenly appeared domineeringly crushed his infinite scenery ruthlessly, and then trampled on his dignity fiercely, but he could only watch all this happen, for all this, the true dragon Wushuang was helpless.

"Can you tell me, what kind of person are you?" After a while, True Dragon Wushuang's eyes suddenly lit up, and his face also showed a look of pleading, although he was defeated, he still wanted to know the true identity of this person.

"I'm just a casual cultivator, and everything is just something I figured out on my own. Ye Feng thought for a moment and said.

"It's just a casual cultivator...... The bitterness on True Dragon Wushuang's face became even stronger, he was a peerless genius of a big family, with a good inheritance, and he didn't expect that he would eventually lose to a casual cultivator.

"Yes, I'm just a casual cultivator, and I figured everything out on my own. Ye Feng added, "As the victor, I now have the right to warn you, the vanquished, and you are not allowed to use the title of True Dragon in the future, because you are not qualified!"

Without waiting for True Dragon Wushuang to continue speaking, Ye Feng glanced at him lightly and continued: "If one day, you truly understand the meaning of True Dragon, you can be regarded as a preliminary qualification to be promoted to True Dragon. Once you truly understand the mission of the True Dragon, you can take this title. ”

"Now, you don't deserve this title! Although the true dragons have fallen for millions of years, their reputation still cannot be tarnished by others, otherwise, for such people, I will meet one and kill the other. ”

"See one and kill another...... True Dragon Wushuang's eyes shrank vigorously, "You mean, you want to kill me?"

"Hehe, it's not your deity who died anyway, your family is strong, and it won't be long before you reappear in the Desolate Heavenly Realm. ”

Ye Feng smiled faintly, then raised his right hand domineeringly, and swung it towards the chest of the True Dragon Peerless!

"Poof!"

Ye Feng's fist passed through the chest of the True Dragon Wushuang, and there was an intimate contact with the earth, and the True Dragon Wushuang also let out a heart-rending scream, and his body struggled, his eyes instantly opened to the maximum, and then the light in his eyes slowly dimmed, and in the end, there was no trace of life coming out of his body, and he died like this.

"Whew!"

Ye Feng drew his fist, then shook it vigorously, eliminating the blood stains on it, and then slowly stood up from the ground, looking at the hustle and bustle in the stands around him with a pair of dark eyes, and his heart gradually calmed down.

"Whew!"

A gust of wind blew, dissipating the true dragon peerless body and the pool of blood on the ground into nothingness, and then gently blew Ye Feng's robe, brushed his long black hair, and then bypassed him, slowly drifting away.

"Boom!"

After everyone saw the corpse of the True Dragon Wushuang dissipate with the wind, they were silent for a moment, but then like a tsunami, the entire Hundred Battlefields exploded, and cheers were heard everywhere. At this moment, whether it was the human race or other races, after the disappearance of the figure of the true dragon peerless, they all recognized his strength, regardless of what the various races thought of him, but at this moment, they had to put down all their thoughts, follow the rhythm of everyone, and sincerely cheer for 1314.

"King of a Hundred Battles!"

"King of a Hundred Battles!"

"King of a Hundred Battles!"

......

On the high platform, everyone's cheers continued to sound one after another, and everyone almost fell into a state of madness, cheering these four words unwillingly, this is their respect and awe for the new king of a hundred battles, 1314, through their own hard power, won the recognition of everyone, the new king of a hundred battles, was born!

"He actually did!"

In the VIP room, Lin Fei'er suddenly stood up, looking at the calm figure in the square, and suddenly had an impulse in his heart, he wanted to rush in front of that person, and then overbearingly ripped off his black cloak and lifted the veil, what kind of face would he have?

But in the end, she held back, because she noticed that 1314 was turning to look at her, and Lin Fei'er knew that he was looking at herself. Although she couldn't see the eyes hidden under the black cloak at the moment, her intuition told her that 1314 was looking at her, and that gaze was very soft.

"Big Brother ......"

Lin Fei'er suddenly blurted out subconsciously, she didn't know why she did this, although she couldn't see through the face hidden under the black veil, but the thin and lonely figure was too similar to the big brother back then.

"Huh?"

On the square, Ye Feng's gaze suddenly froze, he saw Lin Fei'er's gaffe, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: What the hell is going on with this Lin Fei'er?

But soon, Ye Feng shook his head again and muttered in a low voice: "However, even if they recognize me, although I don't know what the inexplicable identity of the controller does, I know that it can provide me with some convenience, for example, if I don't want others to know my true appearance, then even if they take off my cloak, all they see is a faceless face." ”

"Lin Fei'er, you are an immortal genius of the human race, I don't want to have anything to do with you, let alone become friends with you, in the future, I am a person who wants to stand on the opposite side of the heavens and all worlds, maybe one day, you will wave a butcher's knife at me?"

"I hope you won't pester me in the future, even if it's Ye Wang, I don't want to have any intersection with him anymore, the future road is my own, and I don't need others to plan, Lin Fei'er...... Hope you're doing it well!"

Finally, Ye Feng withdrew his gaze, and then looked up at the gray sky, he knew that the so-called reward was coming soon.

"Ding! Congratulations to the newcomer 1314 for winning the title of King of a Hundred Battles. Due to the excellent performance before 1314, additional rewards will be given, and in addition to the crown, the first-order Nine Stages of Flood Power will also be given. ”

Sure enough, after this idea just rose in Ye Feng's heart, a mechanical voice spread throughout the first domain, and then, a little golden light suddenly appeared from the top of Ye Feng's head, but a golden crown appeared out of thin air, and then slowly descended, wearing it on the top of Ye Feng's head, and after flickering slightly for a while, it slowly became dim again, and finally disappeared completely.

And after the crown, one after another white jade-like things fell from the sky, and finally entered Ye Feng's body and disappeared. There are a total of nine sections of this kind of thing, each of which is a foot long, which is the power of the first-order desolation!

"The power of the wilderness!"

Ye Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, his consciousness sank into his body, looking at the nine tiny toothpick-like things around the dantian, feeling the violent power contained in them, he couldn't help but grin. This thing can be used in the real world, Ye Feng believes that with the help of this mysterious desolate power, his safety will be guaranteed by the trip to the Great Desolate Secret Realm in three months.

"It turned out to be the power of the Nine Stages of the Flood Desolation! If I remember correctly, it seems that this is the first time since the establishment of the Hundred Battlefields that someone has been rewarded with the power of the Nine Stages of the Flood Desolation, right?"

"Who the hell is this 1314, isn't this a bit too strong. Reward the power of the Nine Stages of Flood Desolation at once, this ...... How can this Nima let us people live?"

"1314 is amazing, you see, although he has fought so many battles in a row, he is still refreshed, it seems that his physical strength has not been consumed much, such a person, where is his limit?"

"Oh my God, it's actually the power of the Nine Stages of Flood Desolation, if I can get ......"

......

Everyone on the stage talked a lot, one after another looked at Ye Feng with envy, and even many people showed a greedy look like a wolf in their eyes, but after meeting Ye Feng's calm eyes, his body couldn't help but shudder, and he hurriedly put away the greedy thoughts in his heart, lowered his head and didn't dare to look at the young man again.

"Hmm, there has been a lot of delay here, calculate the time, the remnant night should have arrived, so ......" Ye Feng's heart moved slightly, and then the figure slowly dissipated, about to disappear from the Flood Desolate Heavenly Realm.

"What's going on?"

In the VIP room, the geniuses of other races stood up suddenly, looked at Ye Feng's body that was about to dissipate, and said in shock: "Is this to leave the Flood Desolate Heavenly Realm?

"Check, hurry up and check it for me, be sure to find the traces of this person in the real world, no matter what the cost, you must also get the first-hand information of this person!"

Almost at the moment when Ye Feng's figure disappeared, the geniuses of all races in several VIP rooms, except for Lin Fei'er, made the same decision one after another. They seem to have seen something remarkable in this human race, which has aroused greed in their hearts, so they will do whatever it takes to find the true identity of 1314.

"Just gone?"

On the audience, everyone looked at each other, but they didn't expect things to end like this. There are many monks who have planned to befriend 1314 at all costs, and they are even more depressed, and when they look at the empty fighting arena again, they suddenly have a feeling of loss.

1314, just came in a hurry, hurried away, where did he go? )