God-level Check-in: the Opening and the Valkyrie Get Married

The respect for Ye Yan was still in place.

"Please……"

Immediately, a group of people walked out of the conference room hall.

Came to the battle field of Canglanzong.

Shen Qian and Ye Yan went directly to the fighting arena, the largest arena in the center.

Around, stood the elders and sect masters at the highest level of the Canglan Sect.

All of a sudden, it attracted many disciples in the sect.

"what's the situation?"

"I'm going... all the elders are present, and the sect master, what is this for?"

"It seems that the eighth elder is standing on the ring, who is the opposite of him?"

"..."

When the disciples of the Canglan Sect saw this scene, they all slowly gathered around.

But Ye Yan put on a mask again in order to hide his identity.

After all, his current situation is also very dangerous.

The Ye family did not want to kill him all the time.

Therefore, he still has to hide his whereabouts.

Can't you be chased by the Ye family killer wherever you go?

Aren't you tired?

"bring it on!"

In the battle arena, on the huge arena in the center, Ye Yan spread out his hands and put on a fighting stance, facing Shen Dive.

Three moves, three moves to welcome an eighth-level Heavenly Martial Sect, for Ye Yan, the pressure is still not small.

After all, his current cultivation level is Wuwang Erzhongtian.

Fighting Martial Emperor hand-to-hand may be no problem.

Wu Zong, it's hard to say.

"excuse me!"

Shen Qian also knew that Ye Yan deliberately concealed his identity, and instead of exposing Ye Yan, the three words fell and his feet kicked.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, a dull sound came out.

The slate on the ring suddenly cracked and shattered.

Looking at Shen Qian again, the whole person has already swept away directly towards Ye Yanbang.

He said that there is no need for spiritual energy, naturally he is preparing to fight with Ye Yan Jiuxing Desolate Ancient Tyrant Body for pure physical strength.

The right hand was clenched into a fist, and the horizontal hand was pulled away, directly smashing it towards Ye Yan with a ruthless punch.

Facing Wu Zong's punch, Ye Yan not only did not hide.

On the contrary, an excited smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Finally, I can test my own strength.

"Oh!"

In an instant, Ye Yan punched, with fast speed and strong strength, hitting the submerged fist and making a huge muffled sound.

The strong force and the strong wind generated carried the dust on the ring and flew in all directions.

"This?"

"What a powerful force."

Below, several powerhouses were startled, shocked by Ye Yan's pure flesh power.

The surrounding Canglan Sect disciples were even more surprised.

"Who is that? To be able to fight with the Eighth Elder for physical strength?"

"I don't know, it seems that the visitor is not good."

"I don't know what the cultivation base is?"

"..."

A group of disciples looked at Ye Yan with great curiosity.

"Good power."

On the ring, Shen Qian smiled: "I have to be serious about the next two moves."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled his fist back, his whole body turned sideways, his hands were complete, and he danced frantically.

"Shh!"

At the same time, Ye Yan directly used the phantom step and the double-shadow movement technique to avoid the submerged attack.

The speed is astonishing.

Diving without the use of aura is actually a bit inferior to Ye Yan in speed.

"Squeak!"

Immediately, a sound of bone friction sounded.

Ye Yan clenched his fist, stored energy, and performed the eighth-rank martial arts, Qi-transforming Extreme Intent Fist, and directly displayed it.

"Swipe..."

"Boom bang bang..."

His entire figure moved rapidly around Shen Qian.

Huaqi Jiyiquan came out at will, and the fight was submerged and retreated.

"This martial skill is not of low grade."

"At least it is a ground martial skill of rank five or above."

"The eighth brother is still too crazy. He who doesn't use his spiritual energy is not at all a match for the head of Ye in terms of speed."

"In terms of strength, the head of Ye is naturally overbearing, coupled with this tyrannical martial arts."

"Judging from his current level, is it the Body Refinement Martial King?"

"According to ancient records, it is not difficult at all to refine the Martial King and leapfrog the Martial King."

"The body-refining martial king of Jiuxing Desolate Ancient Tyrant Body, maybe he can compete with Wu Zong in two realms."

"Eighth brother is going to suffer."

"..."

Chapter 133 Conquering Canglan Sect

Look at the battle situation in the ring.

Around, a group of elders from the Canglan Sect, as well as the Sect Master Shui Canghai.

A wave of analysis has been made.

And the result was just as they said.

Ye Yan Huaqi Jiyi Fist is so powerful that it is difficult to compete with the power of the submerged body.

The three moves will soon pass.

Without using spiritual energy, Shen Qian's body on Ye Yan would not be able to get the slightest advantage.

"Accepted!"

Ye Yan stopped the movements in his hands, clasped his fists and said to Shen Qian.

Shen Qian's face was obviously stiff, but he was not someone who couldn't afford to lose.

"I lost. It seems that I underestimated you. In pure physical combat, I can't beat you at all, let alone three moves."

Shen Qian suddenly felt a little sarcastic and said.

He originally wanted to teach Ye Yan a lesson, so that Ye Yan, a young descendant, should not be too arrogant.

Even if you are the boss.

But unexpectedly, Ye Yan gave him a moment.

This is really embarrassing.

"Hahaha... Eighth brother, it seems that your pure flesh power is still a little short."

"The King of Body Refinement Martial Arts, rivaling Martial Sect, the future achievements are unimaginable."

"..."

After the small game was over, the elders of the Canglan Sect burst into laughter.

meet as planned.

They will all join the Lanyue Sect.

The sect disciples who were watching the play around heard the words of the elders, their faces condensed, and they were full of astonishment.

"Body Refinement Martial King? How is that possible?"

"Could it be that the eight elders are fighting against the body-refining practitioners of the Martial King Realm."

"This... is too strong!"

"..."

A group of disciples from Lanyue Sect felt very inconceivable.

King Wu fights Wu Zong?