The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 1325 Fighting Wang Yuan

Above the stands, among the masters and uncles of Xiaoyaomen, they couldn't help but look at each other at this moment. The expressions on their faces were all different. It can be seen that these people only saw that they obviously had a secret bet.

"Tch, don't be complacent, the martial arts meeting is not over yet." Nangong Xie gave the person in front of him a look, and then said in a cold voice.

After he finished speaking, his eyes also swept around, but he never saw Ye Fei's figure.

Xiaoyaomen, the top of the main peak, on the battle stage at this moment, Zifeng returned to his own position without anyone challenging him, followed by Yu Suqing, who ranked second.

"Main Peak, Yu Suqing, if any of you juniors wants to fight, you can go directly to the stage." On the stage, Yu Suqing smiled and looked around.

If not, there is also no one to fight.

These disciples are very familiar with each other, and they have already made judgments about their respective combat power. If there is no accident, the ranking will basically not change.

As the voice fell, after half a sound, there was still no one on stage.

"Hahaha, old man Nangong, have you seen that she is the second disciple of this seat, do you accept it?" On the stands, Nan Chen had a smug expression on his face, not at all the master of a sect. demeanor.

"Old man, you're never finished!"

Nangong Xie let out a low cry at this moment, with an irritable look on his face.

He also couldn't figure out why in the sect, the disciples with outstanding talents would eventually be accepted by the person in front of him. The top seven on the Xiaoyao Monument were obviously disciples of the main peak.

"Keep going."

"If there is no one to challenge, then the stage will be allocated sequentially, and we will quickly enter the second stage." Nan Chen's complacent look was evident, and he said again and again at this moment.

Following his words, the Tianjiao disciples ranked on the Xiaoyao Monument came to the stage one by one, obviously no one challenged them.

On the Xiaoyao Monument, the ranking has not changed, but this ranking martial arts competition is far from over, and this is the real beginning.

"Boom, boom!"

"Whoosh..."

Not far ahead, the dim light on the battle platform became brighter, and the phantom of the Xiaoyao Stone Tablet suddenly appeared in the midair, followed by the names of the last two, which were illuminated by the dim light.

No.9 is the closed disciple of Master Erfeng's uncle.

"Ladder battle, Erfeng Wang Yuan."

"The last name is Ye Fei, you two are not on the stage yet!" On the stand in front of him, Nan Chen gave a low shout after scanning the battle stage in front of him.

After the words fell, I saw a young man wearing a blue robe, holding a blue long sword, long hair, round face, and an extraordinary aura, who had appeared on the battle platform at this moment.

Judging by his aura, this person's strength has at least reached the rank of three-star demon.

But after he took the stage, the person he was fighting with did not appear for a long time, and the scene seemed a little quiet for a while.

On the battle stage, Jiang Xueyan from Zifeng couldn't help showing a smile when she saw this scene. As long as Ye Fei didn't show up, her No.10 position would undoubtedly be secure.

If Wang Yuan declares victory, she can challenge on stage. Even if she admits defeat, she can still be ranked tenth according to the sect's rules.

"Hmph, after the Huamo Pavilion is taken back, that shameless person must be thrown out directly." Jiang Xueyan snorted coldly within the spot of light on the battle platform, and couldn't help thinking inwardly at this moment.

With the passage of time, Wang Yuan waited for a while on the battle stage ahead, but still no one came to the stage.

On the stands, Nan Chen chuckled, ready to announce the winner immediately.

"Since Ye Fei didn't dare to fight, this son's ranking will be erased from the Xiaoyao Monument from today." Nan Chen smiled, glanced at the person beside him, and then said loudly.

The sect's rules are like this, even if he is a junior, there is nothing he can do if he wants to keep this son.

"Wait a moment."

"Old man, why are you panicking? Can you lose a piece of meat later?" Nangong Xie stood up at this moment, staring at the person in front of him, his eyes fixed, and a serious expression appeared on his face.

Seeing this scene, Nan Chen couldn't help but change his expression slightly. It was the first time he had seen his junior with such a dignified expression in so many years.

Above the stands, the other great masters and uncles of Xiaoyaomen couldn't help but look at each other at this moment, with complicated expressions on their faces, and they didn't say much for a while.

It can be seen that the status of the two people in front of them is within the sect.

"Junior brother, why are you so persistent."

"Even if your disciple arrives, he will most likely end up with his cultivation level abolished in the end. After the martial arts competition is over, please teach him a lesson. There is still a chance next year."

Nan Chen touched the short beard at the corner of his mouth, and turned his head to look at the person beside him, with a serious expression on his face.

On the stands, Nangong Xie couldn't help but fell silent for a moment when he heard the words. This time he didn't open his mouth to refute. After pondering for a while, he shook his head lightly and couldn't help sighing secretly.

Seeing this scene, Nan Chen chuckled lightly at this moment, and then took a step forward.

"Our sect announces that because of Ye Fei's absence from the martial arts meeting, he will be removed from the Xiaoyao Monument from today."

"Next, the position of No.10..."

The expression on Nan Chen's face was calm, but he didn't finish his words, only to see a stream of light passing by in the middle of the distance at this moment, followed by a majestic force of coercion.

"Wait a minute!"

A low shout came.

The next moment, Liu Guang rushed into the battle arena, and saw a young man in a light robe, with a stern face and a cold look in his eyes, standing on the battle arena.

"Sorry, I'm late."

"Dare to ask Nanzhangmen, will Ye still have time to participate in the martial arts meeting?"

The person who came was undoubtedly Ye Fei. He was on the battle stage at the moment, and then raised his hands and fists, and raised his hands towards the inside of the stands in front of him.

Although he is not a member of the Xiaoyaomen, these master-uncle-level powerhouses in front of him still deserve his respect.

"It's not too late. I, Xiaoyaomen, don't have so many complicated rules. As long as the martial arts meeting is not over, you can go on stage to fight at any time." On the stands in front of him, Nan Chen took a deep look at Ye Fei in front of him, and said in a low voice. Responded.

Although he usually likes to bicker with Nangong Xie, he still values ​​the disciples of Xiaoyao Sect very much.

"Stinky boy! You are finally here." On the stands in front of him, Nangong Xie couldn't help jumping up at this moment, his face showed excitement, and he couldn't help saying loudly.

Master Zifeng's uncle, Xu Qingfeng, also had a twinkle in his eyes at the moment, and a gentle smile appeared on his face at the same time.

And with the appearance of Ye Fei, the faces of those Tianjiao disciples from Xiaoyaomen in the spot of light above the battle stage couldn't help but change slightly.

"He...why did he get here?"

"Could it be that even Senior Sister Yu can't trap this shameless person." On the top of the battle platform, Jiang Xueyan had a blank expression on her face at the moment. She knew very well what the appearance of the people below represented at this moment.

The strong one in the ranking of Xiaoyaobei, but in terms of strength, Jiang Xueyan, who has been ranked tenth before, is undoubtedly the weakest one. With Ye Fei appearing now, she will have no chance with Xiaoyaobei.

"You broke through the 250 ancient formations?" In the midair above, Yu Suqing's eyes flashed at this moment, and an incredulous look appeared on his face.

In one night, thousands of ancient formations were broken.

If it were her, it would obviously be impossible to do it no matter what. Looking at the younger generation of Xiaoyaomen, in Yu Suqing's perception, except for the people below, the only ones who can have this level of combat power are those on the side. The main peak elder brother.

"Senior Sister Yu."

"It seems that Ye has let you down." On the battle platform, Ye Fei raised his head to look at the person above, and said with a light smile at this moment.

Yu Suqing's complexion was a little ugly when she heard the words, but she quickly reacted and her expression returned to normal in an instant.

"Junior Brother Ye is able to arrive, which is of course very good. It seems that Junior Brother will definitely compete for this ranking." Yu Suqing smiled slightly, and then responded.

And following the conversation between the two, a hint of impatience gradually flashed across Nan Chen's face on the stands in front of him.

He obviously didn't bother to pay attention to the grievances between these disciples, but Ye Fei showed up at this moment, so the ranking martial arts can be held normally.

"Okay, you two...that." Nan Chen took a step forward. This time, he didn't finish his words, but was interrupted by the people on the battle platform again.

I saw Ye Fei's eyes fixed, and at this moment slowly raised his right arm.

"Wait a minute."

"Master, please wait for a moment, Ye has some things to deal with." Ye Fei opened his mouth, his eyes swept to the right mid-air, and looked at Situ Feng, the fifth-ranked disciple of the main peak.

But at this moment, Nan Chen was slightly taken aback on the stands, and his expression was a little uncertain at the moment.

After all, he is also the master of the sect. Although he usually doesn't care much about the etiquette of the sect, it is really unreasonable to be stopped by a disciple at the moment.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Old man Nanchen, you are in a hurry when you are idle, so it doesn't matter if you wait a while." Seeing this scene, Nangong Xie hurriedly stepped forward, patted his senior brother on the shoulder, and then laughed.

Compared with other large sects, the atmosphere of Xiaoyaomen is obviously much more easy-going.

Judging from the current situation, in the eyes of these masters and uncles, this sect master seems to be the senior brother they were back then, only with a name added, and the rest has not changed much.

"Huh, I'm giving you face." Nan Chen snorted, and after glancing at the battle platform in front of him, he turned and returned to his seat.

At the same time, on the stands, the faces of the masters and uncles couldn't help showing curiosity at this time, and they raised their heads and glanced forward, concentrating on Ye Fei.

On the battle stage, Ye Fei's eyes were fixed at this moment, and a cold expression appeared on his face at the same time.

"Brother Master and Apprentice, the sealed ancient artifact should be given to Ye Mou." On the battle stage, Ye Fei's voice was flat, but there was a wordless chill in it, which made people tremble .

Above, in mid-air, Situ Feng's eyes were fixed, and the expression on his face became a little ugly.

(End of this chapter)