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Chapter 1623 Male God, Immortal (1)

Arena, huge crowds of people.

The sky, trees, and ground were crowded with people, all waiting for this world-famous battle.

"Hurry up, Binglou is coming."

I don't know who shouted, and then everyone followed that person's hand and pointed towards it.

On the horizon, a figure was as fast as lightning. One moment it was thousands of miles away, and the next moment it was already on the battlefield.

She has snow-white silver hair and a long figure. At first glance, she has a feminine grace.

As soon as the Ice Tower appeared, the scene immediately exploded. Countless women screamed and shouted.

Especially in the north, the continuous shouting seemed to have brought down the sky.

Ye Xiong raised his eyes and saw a row of men and women with long snow-white hair in the north. There were at least a thousand monks.

Among the crowd, a twenty-year-old woman with snowy hair stood out from the crowd, like a snow lotus on an iceberg.

"This is……"

Ye Xiong's pupils suddenly dilated, and he could hardly move his eyes away.

"Isn't she beautiful?" Huo Yan appeared beside him at some unknown time and said, "This woman is the most beautiful woman in the Shui Kingdom and Binglou's fiancée. Her name is Shui Yue. She is also known as the Shui Yue Fairy. I don't know how many times she has overturned the Shura world.

There are young talents!”

Ye Xiong looked at Shui Yue. For just a moment, he thought he saw Netherworld.

When he entered the illusion for the second time, Ye Xiong got to know You Ming. At a glance, he found that Shui Yue was somewhat similar to You Ming.

Both women have snowy hair, skin like the bright moon, and temperament like ice lotus on the snow mountain. Even their skirts are similar.

But if you look closely, you will find that there is still a big difference between the two.

At least, Shuiyue's temperament and Paima can't compare to Youming.

"Brother, don't put so much pressure on yourself." Huo Yan patted Ye Xiong on the shoulder and said, "The Binglou boy has become famous and has never failed. It's normal to be popular. Just try your best."

"Are you eager for me to lose?" Ye Xiong rolled his eyes.

"It's not a matter of desire, it's a matter of strength. In short, I still say what I said, safety first."

Although Huo Yan felt that Ye Xiong was very powerful, he still didn't think that he could fight against Binglou.

After all, Binglou has been famous for too long.

Binglou's figure flashed and fell into the crowd in the north. He came to Shuiyue and said softly: "You are here."

"Wow... so gentle!"

"Not only is he strong, but he is also so gentle with women. He is indeed the male god in my mind."

"Binglou, I want to be your eighteenth-bedroom concubine."

Among the crowd, some nymphomaniac women all screamed, as if they were possessed.

Shuiyue looked at Binglou, nodded, and said, "Be careful, don't be careless."

"Don't worry, it's not like you don't know my strength." Binglou touched her long hair gently and said with a smile: "Just wait for me. After the game, I'll invite you to a restaurant for dinner. There's a delicious dish here.

You will definitely like the food."

After Binglou finished speaking, his figure flickered and landed on the war tower.

As soon as his figure fell down, there was another series of screams, and Ye Xiong couldn't bear to look directly at them.

"Huo Yan, do you women here have a problem with their aesthetic views?"

"what is the problem?"

"Such a sissy makes me want to puke when I see it. What's the difference between a human and a demon?"

"What is a human or a demon?"

Ye Xiong didn't know how to explain this word to him, so he said, "I'm too lazy to explain it to you. Just watch, and I'll let you people in the world of cultivation know what a real man is."

A real man is rough, bold, and like a mountain; not this effeminate look.

Male god, bah, he's just dead.

Ye Xiong jumped up, like a roc spreading its wings, and landed on the battlefield.

As soon as his figure fell, there were a series of boos and all kinds of ridicule.

"Nobody, give in quickly, you dare to challenge Binglou."

"Binglou, teach him a lesson and let him know how powerful you are."

"Instant kill, instant kill."

The women from the Water Country in the north laughed loudly and kept hitting Ye Xiong.

If it were an ordinary person, being scolded by so many voices, he might have become confused.

But who is Ye Xiong? He would care about these insults?

Suddenly, he stretched out his fist toward the north, and then raised his middle finger.

A very obscene and shameless move.

At this moment, apart from this action, is there any other action that can better deal with these nymphomaniac women?

"Oh my God, this man is so vulgar."

"Are you still manly? He's like a savage."

"Compared to our male god Binglou, his character is far behind."

The female cultivators in the Water Country all began to curse and became very emotional.

Binglou stood opposite Ye Xiong, and when he saw him doing such an obscene act to his female fans, he said unhappily: "Don't you think it's in poor taste to do such an act to a woman?"

"I just came here. I didn't provoke anyone. They were barking like bitches. It's better if I don't scold them." Ye Xiong snorted coldly.

"No matter what, it's not wrong to insult women." Binglou said.

Ye Xiong grinned, showing a row of white teeth, and then said word by word:

"The women of Water Country are just a bunch of little bitches."

These words were like a bombshell, exploding on the field immediately, and the emotions of the audience almost lost control for a time.

Binglou's originally indifferent face had muscles twitching constantly, and he was obviously irritated by Ye Xiong.

"By the way, your girlfriend is quite beautiful. Have you ever had sex with her? If not, I will snatch her away." Ye Xiong looked at Shui Yue and continued to irritate him: "If you have had sex with her, I won't want it. I don't like it."

An unchaste woman."

Shuiyue's face turned red instantly. She didn't expect this man to be so vile. If she could, she really wanted to go and dig out his eyes.

Mu Wang couldn't stand it anymore and said to the referee Mu Dongming: "Go out and control the field."

"Yes, King."

Mu Dongming turned into a stream of light and came to the sky above the battle platform. He said loudly: "No more personal attacks are allowed. If you use obscene language again, don't blame me for being rude."

When he said this, he deliberately looked at Ye Xiong.

Facing this early Golden Elixir monk, Ye Xiong showed no fear at all and asked: "Referee, what should I do if they scold me?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the group of female monks from the Water Kingdom to the north.

"You are a half-step golden elixir monk, but you are so easily influenced by others. How can you fight with others? Can't you just pretend not to hear me?" Mu Dongming cursed angrily.

"Forget it, good men don't fight with women. Announce it quickly. I have to go back to eat after the fight!"

Ye Xiong said impatiently.

"Are you two ready?"

Seeing that neither of them had objections, Mu Dongming immediately announced: "The game has begun."

After the announcement, Mu Dongming left the battle stage and activated the barrier, trapping the two people in the middle.

This battle platform is the largest in the entire arena, with a radius of several kilometers, allowing two people to perform as much as they want.

Within the battle platform, there are no restrictions. Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, and five elements of spells can be used freely. It is very fair.

The two faced each other, staring at each other, neither of them taking the lead.

Binglou stretched out his right hand, and the water droplets in the air quickly condensed, and a water sword was generated in his hand, turning into a liquid sword.

The liquid sword is constantly changing, transforming between the two forms of ice and water, virtual and real, making it difficult to guard against.

Ye Xiong drew out the charcoal sword, held it tightly in his hand, and stood ready.

Neither of them chose to attack with spells at first, but prepared to fight in close combat.


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