Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Shit.

Yekangye's face suddenly became gloomy.

What are you doing here? Is it difficult to see your own good play?

Wang Xiaohu stopped ten steps away from yekangye and subconsciously put his hand around his nose.

It stinks.

Seeing that ye KANGYE's face was almost black and wanted to drip water, he quickly flattered and said, "elder martial brother ye, don't be discouraged. There's something I've come to report to you. Don't come to the hospital. Your uncle will come soon."

"Really?"

Yekangye's eyes brightened and he looked happy.

His uncle is an old night Scripture.

The night family in Wukang city and xuanyizong have always been in a cooperative relationship with other hospitals in Jiange. The two sides will communicate every year. It is precisely because of the support of night family that night health industry can call wind and rain in other hospitals.

In addition, in recent years, the new Li Jiutian didn't ask about some details, which led to a mess in other hospitals.

Originally, yekangye was honest. When he heard that Yejia elders were coming, his heart suddenly revived.

A cold smile reappeared on his face. He threw away the dirty and smelly broom and said with an eyebrow: "let's go... Let's prepare a little. At that time, we must let the people who have offended us go."

……

Early in the morning, the fog overflowed.

Ye Feng opened his eyes from meditation and felt that today's sword pavilion was somewhat different. There were many martial artists with strong cultivation on all sides.

On them, there are sharp swords intended to flash.

There are even some disciples who have been practicing hard.

What's more surprising is that he even felt the breath of Tianji elder.

"This is..."

Ye Feng frowned and pushed open the window. He saw the elder Tianji standing in front of Jiange square, scolding a group of disciples from other hospitals.

"In ordinary days, the Taoist priest didn't care about you, but this is an annual performance competition, which is related to the face of other hospitals in our sword Pavilion. You must cheer up and don't let the people of the night family look down on you..."

Elder Tianji's voice was low and his face was a little serious.

Over the past few years, some of the old disciples of the other Academy of Jiange have entered the sect, and some have experienced outside. However, the newly recruited disciples lack discipline, resulting in the decline of each session.

The annual performance competition between the two sides used to be held by the night house, but now it has been suppressed by the night house.

This made several other elders quite angry.

Ye Feng and Sha Shen Yue also came to the pavilion.

Seeing the two, the elder Tianji glanced at the murderous moon, then asked with a smile: "Ye boy, yesterday... Well, you two are also disciples of our academy. You should participate in this performance competition."

What he meant by this is that the key place is not Ye Feng, but the month of killing God.

The cultivation of killing God moon is powerful. Even if she does not expose her identity as a fallen angel, she can easily win.

"Shall we also participate? OK, I'm willing to fight for another courtyard." Ye Feng didn't want to get involved in such a thing, but since the elder Tianji ordered his own name, it's hard to escape.

The Taoist priest nodded with satisfaction and said, "after an hour, everyone will gather at the martial arts platform."

With that, he took the lead and left.

"Cut. Just him, do you still strive? Does he really think that the performance competition is performance?"

"Yes, the situation has become more and more serious in recent years. There will be casualties in every performance competition."

"With his double cultivation of the king's realm, he went to the stage. Oh, he'd better directly prepare for the afterlife?" several martial artists who didn't like Ye Feng whispered.

Those who can take part in the performance competition are the elites of both sides, not the dregs like yekangye and Wang Xiaohu.

On the contrary, some disciples of other schools who live in seclusion and are suffering from honing their skills feel a little strange.

Ye Feng really only has Wang Jing cultivation, that's right.

But it is precisely because of this that he has to compete, which shows his commendable courage.

What qualifications does this timid fellow have to comment here?

……

About an hour later, most of the martial artists in other courts gathered at the Yanwu hall.

The number is not large, but it is no less than hundreds, and there are disciples present one after another.

The Mountain Gate of the other courtyard of the sword pavilion was built at the place where heaven and earth cared for the vitality. The area of Yanwu hall was shrouded in clouds at this time, which seemed to have a kind of immortal atmosphere.

The huge white jade challenge arena in front of us is tens of feet long and wide. The material used is the "Qinggui stone" used by the Taoist priest Tianji. It can suppress yuan force and is difficult to be damaged.

At the top of the challenge arena, there are six chairs. Taoist Tianji sits in the second position on the left, but the other chairs are still empty.

As for the competition, it is unclear whether the mysterious Dean Li Jiutian will appear.

"Ye Feng, I'll let yue'er go first, okay? That won't need your hand..." murderous moon and Ye Feng sat in a corner under the stage. Murderous moon, who had heard the discussion around, said with concern in Ye Feng's ear.

Ye Feng smiled and shook his head.

He had no intention of letting Shenyue come to power at all.

After all, the identity of Shenyue is too special. Once he makes a move and is remembered by people with a heart, it will certainly lead to great trouble.

Moreover, Qin Jiujiu also intends to target her.

Ye Feng dares to bet that as long as the murderous moon is on the stage, it will not end easily.

Now we can only act according to our circumstances.

He bowed his head and thought about strategy. However, at this moment, a beautiful and enchanting woman suddenly came towards the corner where they sat.

It was Qin September.

"Senior sister September? It's senior sister September."

"I haven't seen you for a long time. Elder martial sister September is still as elegant as before."

"Wan An, elder martial sister."

As soon as this woman appeared, she deprived everyone of their sight.

Even some old-fashioned children of other hospitals who are not weak in concentration can't stop her charm and project the eyes of worship and admiration in the past.

This woman can be called the "goddess" in the eyes of all male disciples in the other courtyard of the sword Pavilion.

Further on, as a disciple, she is very likely to be a sect elder in the future, who can replace the president of other schools, and even become the next sect leader of Xuanyi sect.

With such popularity, it's no wonder.