The god-level son-in-law of the female president

Song Wenshan, who was looking at Ye Huan, felt his head was in chaos!

A terrifying red thunder suddenly passed through the void and appeared in his eyes!

It made his sight full of blood!

Rumble!

There is also endless thunder, exploding from his head!

"What on earth is this, why can't I speak..."

This was Song Wenshan's last thought before his death.

And in the sight of outsiders.

Song Wenshan closed his eyes heavily, as if he had lost all his strength, and fell to the ground with a crash, with scorched smoke faintly emitting from his head.

Then, it exploded with a bang!

A series of fine thunder snakes danced and dissipated invisible.

A generation of masters, Song Wenshan, die!

Ye Huan's pupils were as dark as thunder, and they returned to pitch black.

This is the legendary tribulation thunder.

Innate might still be able to resist a few tricks.

But less than congenital, or half a step congenital.

Must die!

At this moment, the audience is silent.

Whether it was the melon-eaters in the auditorium or the warriors preparing to participate in the battle under the ring, they were all silent, and no one dared to speak.

Ye Huan went from controlling the sword to killing people on the ground, but in just a few minutes, their worldview completely collapsed.

Whether it's the miraculous medical skills to save lives, or the tyrannical method of making thunder at a glance, they are all deeply shocked to their hearts!

Especially the invincible posture of this young man, who was calm and calm, smashing Juxue Mie Shen Zhan with a single sword, shocked them even more!

This Nima!

Even if it is innate, it does not necessarily have such power!

Lin Molian and the others looked in disbelief.

The eyes of Yeta and others are full of awe.

Those warriors who followed suit and shouted "Qingworm Gang" lowered their heads in shame, wishing they could find a hole in the ground to get in.

The faces of the powerful people were extremely gloomy, and Ye Huan's god came down to earth, like a resounding slap in the face, swollen their faces!

Bahuangzi also took a deep look at Ye Huan, this little guy is hiding something, he actually has a secret method to mobilize thunder, can kill people from a distance of a hundred steps away, and has the ability of ghosts and gods!

"Boy, you are courting death!"

boom!

At this moment, a loud shout came from the Song family auditorium!

Everyone hears the reputation and goes!

I saw an old man in black robe flying over from the sky, holding a long sword of animal bones, and shot towards the diamond ring!

"It's Song Wuming, the eighth elder of the Song family, whose strength is not inferior to Song Wenshan, so is he going to make a move?"

"I'm an old swan, and the Song family is going to come out in full force! The enmity between the two families may never end!"

"This is a good time to watch. Once Song Wenshan dies, Ye Huan will surely face endless revenge. Even though he is strong, he is alone. Can he survive?"

Everyone's hearts trembled, they only felt that the big show was about to begin!

Song Wuming landed heavily on the stage, stirring up dust all over the sky. His scarlet eyes fell directly on Ye Huan, revealing an undisguised murderous intent!

"My ninth brother was about to call out to surrender, but you interrupted him halfway and killed him. With such a cruel heart, everyone can punish him!"

Ye Huan chuckled: "When my Qinglong gang brother was about to die at his hands, it can be seen that you came forward to uphold justice?"

"no!"

"Murderers, people will always kill them!"

"What's more, I killed him within the acquiescence of the rules, and he didn't call out to surrender, and you didn't call out for him. What right do you have to talk nonsense?"

"Or, do you want to follow in his footsteps?!"

Ye Huan's words completely angered Song Wuming.

"Insanity!"

This kid's gestures were like thunder, and there was no time to react. It would be hell if he could shout surrender!

"It's useless to talk too much! I'll take your head and sacrifice it to the spirit of my ninth younger brother!"

Song Wuming held up the animal bone long sword high up. This sword was as black as ink, made of four joints of bones, with no front and handle, covered with strange runes, and faintly flowing with the cry of innocent souls.

"Could this be the treasure inherited from the Song family, the evil bone!?"

"I said how Wuming Song dared to challenge Ye Huan on the stage. It turned out that he brought a treasure made of the dragon's spine. His strength will be comparable to the innate powerhouse!"

"Oh my god, the Song family came prepared! Ye Huan really might not win!"

Everyone exclaimed!

The next moment, Song Wuming showed a ruthless look, and suddenly became violent, and his figure flashed to the sky above Ye Huan, and he slashed down with his sword!

【Evil Bones】The screams of unjust souls erupted in an instant, like the sound of magic pouring into the brain, deafening many people and falling into madness!

There was also a layer of black mist covering Ye Huan, as if countless claws protruded from it, trying to tear Ye Huan into pieces!

It was too late, but it was so fast, the moment Song Wuming appeared, Ye Huan moved and stepped forward.

Strands of golden internal energy surged out and gathered at his fingertips!

It is the property of gold!

The predecessor of Kaitian Sword, the bronze dagger, contained precious and mysterious metals, all of which were refined by Ye Huan.

Any weapon in front of him must be controlled by him!

Although Song Wuming's [Evil Bone] is powerful, so what?

Ye Huan can interrupt it with a single thought!

"Boy, you are courting death!"

Seeing Ye Huan's bare hands, Song Wuming wanted to take his sword forcefully, so he couldn't help but sneered, his eyes full of disdain. .seven

This kid is really whimsical!

His sword can cut Ye Huan into two pieces!

But the next moment, the smile on the corner of Song Wuming's mouth slowly froze.

His eyes widened, full of horror!

With a light flick of Ye Huan's fingers, he clamped the [Evil Bone] firmly!

The black mist all over the sky, the screams of innocent souls, everything is scattered!

then.

Turn your fingers lightly.

Without any effort, [Evil Bone] was taken away from Song Wuming's hands!

It's as easy as controlling a toy!

Ye Huan held the evil bone blade between his hands and threw it to the corner of the ring.

In the shocking eyes of everyone, the inherited treasure of the Song family - the evil bone, was inserted obliquely into the hard diamond ring like garbage, leaving only half of the blade, shining with a strange luster!

hiss!

Song Wuming gasped, his whole body trembling, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead!

Looking at Ye Huan who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he felt an invisible pressure coming from him, making it difficult for him to breathe!

He knew very well that his situation was extremely bad!

Without the blessing of [Evil Bone], he is not much different from Song Wenshan.

Even he hasn't mastered Song Wenshan's "Mie Shen Zhan", half of his strength is also in sword moves, and now he is not as good as Song Wenshan!

At this moment, there is only one thought in his mind.

escape!

Run away immediately!

In front of Ye Huan's miraculous killing methods, he couldn't shout surrender!

Song Wuming gritted his teeth, made a decisive decision, and fled quickly. In just one breath, he was about to reach the audience!

"Hehe, do you regret it? Unfortunately, it's too late..."

Ye Huan murmured softly, his eyes sparkling with coldness.

Today, he is going to kill the Song family from the bottom up!

However, he did not pursue it.

Instead.

Standing in place, his posture is outstanding.

Looking quietly at Song Wuming's embarrassed figure, he slowly raised his palm, stretched out a finger, and pointed in the air.