"Swish!"

Outside the eighteenth level of hell, a figure suddenly appeared at the door, and it was Fang Yiming.

At this time, it had been ten minutes since he entered.

"Ten minutes, only ten minutes!"

Fang Yiming gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and said unwillingly: "I have already passed the first floor, so I went directly to the second floor when I went in, but I only supported the second floor for ten minutes! There are ten thousand niggers, too many, and my fighting spirit will be exhausted after only ten minutes. From this perspective, even if I step into the realm of the Nine Star Warrior General, I will not be able to pass the second floor. This level is really difficult."

Fang Yiming shook his head and smiled bitterly.

This second level of hell is too difficult.

Even the strong ones on the Young Phoenix List are only in the top 20, so they are sure to pass.

"However, Brother Ye hasn't come out yet. With his strength, it wouldn't take much time to pass the first floor. He should have entered the second floor long ago. I wonder if he can pass the second floor."

Fang Yiming then stared at the second stone tablet.

On the first stone tablet, Ye Xingchen's name is already there. If Ye Xingchen's name appears on the second stone tablet, it means that Ye Xingchen has passed through the second floor.

"Swish!"

At this moment, a light flashed on the second stone tablet, and a name appeared.

This name is Ye Xingchen.

"What!"

Fang Yiming exclaimed, almost jumping up in fear.

He had just come out, how long has it been? One minute, two minutes? At most, three minutes, Ye Xingchen's name appeared on the second stone tablet.

Doesn’t this mean that Ye Xingchen only took more than ten minutes to pass the second floor.

What's the situation?

Fang Yiming's heart was filled with incredible and unparalleled shock.

"Brother Ye... He killed all the niggers? How is this possible?" Fang Yiming was completely shocked.

There are two ways to pass through the eighteen levels of hell, one is to kill the nigger guarding the gate, and the other is to hold on for half an hour.

Many powerful people who have passed through the second level of hell have only lasted for half an hour. Except for the War King, no one can kill ten thousand niggers in half an hour, which is unrealistic.

But now, just over a dozen minutes have passed, Ye Xingchen has passed through the second level of hell.

This means that Ye Xingchen killed ten thousand niggers in these ten minutes.

"It's so perverted. Brother Ye is so amazing. The idiots on the Tianji List actually only ranked Brother Ye in the twelfth place. This is simply an insult to Brother Ye."

Fang Yiming was shocked: "However, Brother Ye should have deliberately hidden his strength, so the people in Tianji Tower did not notice it. However, this time he entered the 18th floor of hell, Brother Ye showed his true strength. It was too strong. Such strength might be ranked first on the Young Phoenix List."

Fang Yiming's heart was overturned at this moment, and he unexpectedly discovered Ye Xingchen's true strength, which made him feel incredible.

Such strength is enough to rank first on the Chicken Phoenix List.

What's more, Ye Xingchen is only seventeen years old. No, in another month, Ye Xingchen will be eighteen years old, but he is still terrible in youngness.

"This talent..."

Fang Yiming shook his head. He was also a genius on the Young Phoenix List. In addition to family reasons, he never admired any person.

Even if he is the chief student of Haotian Academy and Si Kou Guanyu, who ranks 15th on the Chicken Phoenix List, he doesn't admire much.

But Fang Yiming was full of admiration for Ye Xingchen at this moment.

"I don't know if Brother Ye can pass the third floor. If he can pass the third floor, then... that would be too perverted." Fang Yiming then stared at the third stone tablet.

And, he calculated the time.

"I heard from my father that the third stone tablet is to face ten niggers, but these ten niggers all have the strength of the One-Star War King. Although the top ten in the Young Phoenix List are sure to save their lives in front of the One-Star War King, it is only facing one-Star War King. If they face ten One-Star War Kings, they will still die."

"According to what my father said, if you want to pass the third level, you must at least have the ability to kill a One-Star War King. Therefore, even an ordinary One-Star War King is difficult to pass the third level."

Fang Yiming stared at the third stone tablet. Although he didn't believe that Ye Xingchen could pass through the third stone tablet, he was afraid of accidents.

After all, Ye Xingchen's perverted record of massacring 10,000 niggers in just over ten minutes completely shocked him.

...

The eighteenth level of hell, the third level of hell.

The scene here is still set as a magma zone by Ye Xingchen.

However, there were only ten niggers in front of Ye Xingchen, but each of these ten niggers had the strength comparable to the One-Star War King.

"There are actually ten niggers of the level of one-star war kings. No wonder no one on the Chicken Phoenix List can pass the third level. If the ten one-star war kings take action together, I'm afraid that ordinary one-star war kings will not be able to hold on."

Ye Xingchen looked at the ten niggers in front of him and was secretly shocked.

This third level is really difficult. I really don’t know why the predecessors of the ancient times made such a difficult control card. Could it be that at that time, many generals could pass through this third level hell?

"Kill ten niggers, or hold on for half an hour, and you can pass." As the ethereal sound came, the ten niggers in front of Ye Xingchen's eyes suddenly burst into light, and ten powerful momentums rushed towards him, causing the entire magma area to boil.

The next moment, ten figures flew over at a rapid speed like lightning.

These ten niggers are all one-star war kings, so they can naturally fly, and they are many times stronger than the previous niggers.

"not good!"

Ye Xingchen's face changed, and the God of Heavenly Fire was suddenly opened behind him. His whole body was covered by a golden flame, and then he flew into the sky and shot towards the distance.

Ten niggers followed Ye Xingchen closely.

In terms of flight speed alone, these ten niggers are not as good as Ye Xingchen.

Therefore, relying on this pair of Tianhuo God Wings, Ye Xingchen was able to persist here for half an hour, and then naturally passed this level.

However, blindly escaping was not what Ye Xingchen wanted.

What's more, Ye Xingchen came here not to pass the level, but to hone himself.

"The ten war kings took action together and did not have any training effect on me. I had to separate them first and then fight with one of them, so that I could play a training effect."

Ye Xingchen thought to himself.

Once the ten niggers of the One-Star War King level take action together, Ye Xingchen will definitely not be able to hold on for long, which will have no effect on him.

Ye Xingchen wants to face one or two niggers of the One-Star War King level alone, so that he can put pressure on him, but he will not kill him because of too much pressure.

At that moment, Ye Xingchen activated the Heavenly Fire God Wings and flew around, first disrupting the steps of the ten niggers, then finding the lonely niggers, holding the black sword in his hand tightly, and then slashed them hard.

"The door of gold, open it for me!"

Ye Xingchen roared.

Facing a One-Star War King, he did not dare to be careless at all. He directly opened the golden door in his body. The powerful sub-divine power surged out and gathered in the black sword in his hand with his fighting spirit.

Suddenly, the black sword body shone with rays of light, and suddenly spit out a dozen feet long sword light, and slashed towards a black ghost opposite through the void.

"Tear!"

The sound of space being torn apart sounded.

The nigger opposite was knocked back dozens of steps by Ye Xingchen's sword. The surrounding ground cracked open, and the boiling magma rolled upwards, making the void filled with a hot flame.

"I didn't expect that with all my strength, I just forced him back. The gap between the general and the King of War is indeed very big."

Ye Xingchen frowned slightly.

As a six-star warrior, he can actually force a one-star war king to retreat. If this is spread, the entire War God Continent will be shocked.

But Ye Xingchen was not very satisfied, and he needed more powerful power.

"Boom!" "Boom!"...

In just a moment, four niggers approached here and attacked Ye Xingchen together.

Ye Xingchen's face changed, and his eyes were filled with solemnity. He was not afraid of a nigger of the One-Star War King level, but when the four of them took action together, even the One-Star War King would not dare to take it easily.

However, Ye Xingchen did not choose to retreat, but instead activated the combat energy and sub-divine power in his body to burst out his peak combat power.

"Divine Buddha Vajra Palm!"

"Star Picking Hand!"

Ye Xingchen roared.

He used his combat energy to activate the Star Picking Hand, and used his sub-divine power to activate the Vajra Palm of the Gods and Buddhas. The two great magical combat skills were activated together, and the terrifying power swept out from him, like two giant dragons roaring, bombarding in two directions.

The four niggers rushing towards Ye Xingchen were immediately shrouded in these two powerful forces, and a terrifying aura was surging in this world.

"Boom!"

The surrounding world was boiling and almost collapsed.

Afterwards, the four niggers were also forced back by Ye Xingchen, but the remaining six niggers took advantage of this gap and were approaching Ye Xingchen.

"I'm chasing you so hard!"

"My strength is comparable to the One-Star War King at most. I can't even kill a nigger, let alone ten niggers."

"Let me use them to hone me for now!"

...

Ye Xingchen slapped the wings of the Heavenly Fire God, shook off the niggers again, and then grabbed the gap and continued to find the lonely niggers to fight.

The battle with the ten One-Star War Kings made Ye Xingchen more and more excited because he felt that he was getting closer and closer to breaking through the bottleneck.

After all, the pursuit of ten niggers left Ye Xingchen in tension at all times.

Under such pressure, he can stimulate his breakthrough at any time.

"However, this pressure is not enough. I can escape at any time with the Sky Fire God Wings. They can't catch up with me at all." Ye Xingchen's eyes flashed.

After persisting on the third floor for twenty minutes, Ye Xingchen suddenly put away the wings of the Heavenly Fire God and fell directly into the magma to welcome the arrival of the ten black ghosts.

"Come on, let me see how powerful the ten One-Star War Kings are!"

In the magma, Ye Xingchen looked at the ten niggers surrounding him, and his dark eyes suddenly burst out with a blazing light.
Chapter completed!