A mushroom-shaped explosion cloud rose into the sky and reached the sky.
The powerful aftermath of the explosion swept in all directions, and after it passed, everything was shattered into pieces.
The evil sword spirit and Mu Wanqing in the battle were directly affected and dispersed.
Mu Wanqing quickly ran away and looked at the center of the explosion with a shocked look on her face.
The aftermath of the explosion continued unabated, and its scope grew larger and larger, finally reaching the defensive restrictions high above our heads.
Buzz!
The restriction let out a mournful cry, was broken through, and turned into nothingness.
Off the court, whoosh whoosh!
Countless figures rose into the sky and came to the center of the explosion, wanting to see the final result.
No one knows what happened to the big explosion just now, nor does anyone know who won or lost.
Everyone is looking forward to it.
After a long time, the fog dispersed, the dust fell to the ground, and a huge pit appeared on the field.
In the middle of the pit, two figures faced each other, one standing and the other kneeling.
Finally, his vision was completely restored, and standing there was Ye Xiong.
The one kneeling is naturally Binglou.
Binglou's body was covered in bruises and bruises, and the flesh and blood on his body was blurred.
He was at the center of the explosion just now. Even if Ye Xiong had an immortal body, his body was stained in many ways, let alone his mortal body.
"Impossible, I obviously took the Explosive Yuan Dan, how could I lose to you."
Binglou looked ferocious and struggled to stand up, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stand.
Boom.
There was an extra sword in Ye Xiong's hand, placed on his neck.
"Binglou, meeting me can only be said to be the most unlucky thing in your life. Just accept your fate!"
After saying that, he raised his sword and was about to chop it down.
"Wait!"
There was a loud shout from outside the court, and it was Bing Sanzhong who spoke out.
"Third Prince Bing, we signed a life-and-death lot with our fingerprints stamped on it. There are thousands of monks here to witness it. You don't want to go back on your word, do you?" Ye Xiong said.
Binglou felt the sword swish coldly against his neck, and his body trembled. He said urgently: "Third uncle, save me, I don't want to die, please save me quickly."
Bing Sanzhong came a hundred meters away from Ye Xiong and shouted loudly: "Ye Xiong, as long as you let Bing Tower go, Shui Guo is willing to compensate you."
"Oh, what's the compensation?" Ye Xiong said with a smile.
"As long as you can say it, I can do it, and I will definitely do it." Bing Sanchong said.
Binglou is the eldest prince of the Water Kingdom, and his identity is too important. If he dies here, Bing Sanzhong will not be able to communicate with him.
Bing Sanchong knew his elder brother's temper very well. If he didn't try his best to save people, he wouldn't be able to live with it.
"Really, are you willing to do anything?" Ye Xiong asked.
"As long as I, Bing Sanzhong, can do it, I will definitely do it."
"You can definitely do it, and only you can do it." Ye Xiong grinned and said, "If you cut off your own head, I will let him go. One life for another, how about it?"
coax!
There was a burst of laughter from the audience.
While laughing, they also secretly admired Ye Xiong's courage.
Bing Sanzhi is a golden elixir cultivator. He has offended him so completely. Is he willing to die?
Little did they know that in Xin Yexiong's heart, Binglou was bound to be killed. If he killed him, he would definitely offend Shui Guo. Since he was offended, it would be better to offend him completely.
Bing Sanzhong's face instantly became very ugly, as ugly as it was.
Ye Xiong smiled and said: "Third Prince, didn't you just say that as long as you can do it, you will definitely do it? Why, you regretted it?"
The corners of Bing Sanchong's mouth kept twitching, and it was obvious that he was extremely angry and was on the verge of an attack.
"You must also know the identity of Binglou." Bing Sanzhong could not rob him by force, so he could only suppress his anger and said: "He is the eldest prince of Shui Kingdom. Shui Kingdom is in the entire world of cultivation. I am not exaggerating.
His strength can definitely be ranked among the top two. If you kill him, you will be going against the entire water country. You can imagine your situation by then."
Ye Xiong listened with interest, but did not take action immediately. He said, "That's very nice. You can continue."
"My eldest brother, Water King, is most interested in his eldest son. He has been listed as the next candidate for the Water Kingdom. If you kill him, he will never let you go. If you let Binglou go, I will
I can guarantee that Shuiguo will never cause trouble to you again, and the grudge between you and Binglou will be wiped out."
Everyone in the audience was looking at Ye Xiong to see what he would choose.
"It seems that Binglou cannot be killed."
"There is no other way. Unless he has a great background, King Mu dare not touch him. Does Ye Xiong dare to kill him?"
"Water King is the most protective person. If Ye Xiong dares to kill his son, he will be hunted all over the world!"
"If Ye Xiong was more sensible, he shouldn't have killed Binglou."
Everyone in the audience was whispering, and they all felt that Ye Xiong would not kill Binglou.
After all, killing Binglou would be tantamount to offending the entire Shui Kingdom.
"How are you thinking about it?" Bing Sanzhong asked loudly.
Ye Xiong was so frightened that his hand trembled, and he couldn't hold the sword firmly, and the sword fell directly from his hand.
puff!
The extremely sharp charcoal sword directly cut off Binglou's head. Gulu rolled to the ground and blood spurted all over the ground.
The sudden change caught everyone off the field by surprise.
"Oh, we are in big trouble now." Ye Xiong was anxious and quickly explained: "Third Prince, I didn't mean it. Just now you said that Binglou is so awesome and awesome. I'm too nervous and I can't hold this sword.
Steady...Third Prince, what do you think we should do?"
Bing Sanchong's face turned red with anger, and his beard and hair stood on end.
Even if he is a fool, he knows that Ye Xiong did this on purpose.
A dignified half-step golden elixir monk who knows how to hold a sword without concealing it is a ghost.
He flew over and came to Ye Xiong.
A figure was faster than him and stood in front of Ye Xiong. It was Master Jinji.
"Amitabha and the Third Prince, they have signed a life-and-death contract." Master Jin Rooster reminded.
"Do you think I will kill him?" Bing Sanzhong's face fell tightly, and he said angrily: "You don't need me to kill him, a lot of people will kill him next, you surnamed Ye, you are just waiting for endless revenge.
Bar!"
After saying that, he rolled up the body and head of Binglou on the ground, put them away, turned them into a stream of light, and disappeared in an instant.
In the end, this battle ended with Binglou's death.
"The game is not over yet, please ask irrelevant people to leave."
The Fire King's voice, as loud as a bell, came.
Only then did these people remember that this battle was one against two. Although Binglou died, Mu Wanqing was still alive, so the game was not over yet.
At that moment, all the irrelevant people exited, and suddenly only Ye Xiong and Mu Wanqing were left in the field.
Ye Xiong glanced at Mu Wanqing, then at Mu Wang and Mu Wanling off the court.
Mu Wanling saw Ye Xiong looking at her. He could tell that he was asking for his opinion, whether to kill or not to kill?
She recalled her sister who she grew up playing with, and her eyes instantly turned red.
No matter what, she is still his sister. She is still the sister who has been protecting her, teaching herself and not letting herself be bullied since she was a child.
Blood is thicker than water!
At that moment, she shook her head towards Ye Xiong.
Ye Xiong understood and immediately faced Mu Wanqing and said, "You are no match for me. As long as you admit defeat, this battle will be over. As for how to punish you, that is a matter between King Mu and your sister."
Mu Wanqing glanced at her sister, then at King Mu, and finally her eyes fell on her mother, whose eyes were already blurry with tears.
A cry of sorrow about the hero's fate burst into her voice, making her raise her head and howl.
"I, Mu Wanqing, will definitely be the queen in my next life."