At this time, Dugu Aotian looked at Ye Xiu and narrowed his eyes and smiled, "It seems that some people still look down on you."

Ye Xiu said without hesitation: "Tomorrow, cut his tongue first, don't let him die so quickly, and don't give him a chance to give in, let him see..."

"How did other nine-level heavens in the Starry Sky Realm die in my hands."

After saying this, many of his eyes looked at Ye Xiu with a trembling slight look.

This guy...

He really dares to say anything.

Yao Wei's face was also hard to see.

"Ye Xiu, the Tianyuan Holy Palace, fights against Wei Yan, the Divine Sect of the Paintings!"

Suddenly, many people's eyes fell on Ye Xiu and a young man carrying a scroll and a brush on his back.

Drawing God Sect!

Famous for painting!

Even if it is not one of the top ten forces.

But in the last session, the Huashen Sect ranked eleventh.

It is one higher than Luotian Sheng Palace.

Of course, Wei Yan's strength is also the ninth level of the Starry Sky Realm!

Lou Ming was a little disappointed.

"I'm lucky!"

"The top ten saints didn't meet any of them!"

At this time, Wei Yan sneered coldly: "Brother Lou Ming."

"Although I am not in the top ten, my strength is no worse than that of some of the top ten holy sons."

"Don't worry, fight tomorrow."

"I will make him look good."

But little did he know that a trace of interest appeared in Ye Xiu's eyes.

"Draw?"
Chapter completed!