Ye Wentian's face looked as usual, and a light flashed in his eyes.
"Leave?" Ye Wentian looked slightly confused.
"Yes, we have to do it as soon as possible so that Qingshan can be saved without fear of running out of firewood. With Brother Ye's talent in martial arts, it is only a matter of time before he enters the Dan Realm."
"No matter whether we win or lose in today's competition, Zhou Hu and other three strong men will not give up. Their goal is to kill you. Qin will not take action, but he will not be able to help you deal with his own people." Qin Shanhe's eyes were focused. After a while, the two of them got better last night and entered the elixir realm to determine their superiority. He didn't want the person in front of him to die so quickly.
"Why don't you take action?" Ye Wentian's eyes were calm and the expression on his face remained the same.
Qin Shanhe's face was startled.
Looking up, his eyes became a little deeper.
The next moment, Qin Shanhe suddenly stood up.
His eyes were unabashedly focused on Ye Wentian.
Next to him.
The expressions of Zhouhu and other three strong leaders of the three sects suddenly changed.
The younger generations of each sect also focused their eyes on Qin Shanhe, and the expressions on their faces were a little more nervous.
In the martial arts world of Dayan, they don't take these ants seriously.
Mr. Qin's attitude is crucial. Once this big boss intervenes forcefully, the Jiangcheng feast will come to an end.
"Mr. Qin." Zhouhu turned around and raised his hands to clasp his fists.
"Ha, don't worry, Qin will not interfere again. According to the above, you will be responsible for everything for this Jiangcheng feast." Qin Shanhe smiled lightly on his face.
Hear this.
Hiruta breathed a sigh of relief inside.
Qin Shanhe raised his head and looked forward. After thinking for a while, under the gaze of everyone in the courtyard, he raised his hand and fisted Ye Wentian.
Then, he sat back down.
Putting aside his strength, Qin Shanhe was ashamed of the courage of the Great Yan Dragon King.
Everyone in the stands was stunned for a moment.
Zhouhu frowned slightly, then relaxed it quickly.
"Hmph, as long as Mr. Qin doesn't interfere, that kid will die today." Zhou Hu snorted coldly in his heart, and a cold light flashed across his face.
same moment.
"boom!"
"Boom."
On the martial arts platform in front, there were muffled sounds echoing.
Due to the attention of everyone.
Mrs. Liu Ye Men Zhong was obviously at a disadvantage. She was shaken out of the smoke and took several steps back.
"Laoshen, admit defeat." Mrs. Zhong looked up and her voice echoed.
The words fell.
The smoke cleared ahead.
He Xiao, the king of Zhongzhou, straightened his figure and stood with his hands behind his back, his momentum was evident.
"Foreign warriors, nothing more than that." He Xiao's face was full of confidence. Before he even used his full strength in this battle, the people in front of him gave up.
Mrs. Zhong just raised her head and glanced at the person in front of her.
Without saying anything more, he turned around and walked off the stage.
"Won!"
"Haha, haha, the king of Zhongzhou is mighty."
"..."
Everyone in Jiangcheng had smiles on their faces.
Winning the first game means half the battle has been won.
Ye Wentian looked calm and looked towards the stands far ahead. Compared to last night, there were indeed a few more powerful people among these guys.
It seemed that even if they lost the bet, they had no intention of paying out the spirit stones.
"My spiritual stone, even if I, the King of Heaven, come here, I can't lose even one kilogram." Ye Wentian's eyes flashed red.
On the martial arts stage, He Xiao has already walked onto the stage.
"Mr. Ye, with these items, I can definitely pick three games in a row." He Xiao felt confident now.
"That Mrs. Zhong didn't use her full strength." Ye Wentian said bluntly.
At least Mrs. Zhong didn't use the forbidden method she used to deal with her last night on the martial arts platform.
He Xiao was stunned for a moment, with confusion on his face.
Not trying your best?
It's already time, there's no need for the other party to hold back.
"Wentian, what do you mean?" Rou Nianyun's eyes flashed. This battle was related to the safety of Jiangcheng, so she had remained calm.
Hearing Ye Wentian's words, a hint of uneasiness rose in his heart.
Ye Wentian smiled.
"It's okay, second wife, I'm here, stay behind me." Ye Wentian didn't explain too much and nodded to the people beside him.
Rou Nianyun's cheeks turned slightly red, and she hummed softly and stopped thinking about it.
between words.
"call!"
"..."
On the martial stage in front, there was already a short figure.
The next moment, a terrifying spiritual pressure swept across, and an unconcealable sense of oppression instantly enveloped the entire middle courtyard.
On the Jiangcheng side, everyone's expressions changed slightly.
"This momentum!"
"So strong."
"..."
In the stands, Huang Liuyun took a step forward.
"Dan Realm."
"Ye Xiaoyou, if you don't take action, except for me, I'm afraid no one can fight with him." Huang Liuyun spoke in a low voice, preparing to go on stage.
For a strong man of this level, it would be for nothing for anyone else to come to power.
Once the Dan Fire appears, even if it is at its peak, it cannot be defeated by one move.
Ye Wentian smiled lightly.
"No, no, it's better for Mr. Huang to have the finale."
"Zhao Ying, it's your turn, go up and chop that little dwarf." Ye Wentian turned his head, with a smile on his face, and his eyes fell on Ying'er.
Zhao Ying frowned, and there was a glimmer of confusion in her eyes.
"Do you think I'm stupid? I promised to help you fight, but I never said I would fight for you. I am no match for that person on the stage." Zhao Ying curled her lips.
Just in terms of aura, the man on the stage was clearly a level above her.
"Just go all out and I guarantee you will win this battle. If you can't, just admit defeat. If you really can't beat me, I can go on stage to help you." Ye Wentian winked at him.
Zhao Ying froze on the spot, looking at the people next to her with a strange expression on her face.
Can it still be like this?
"You..." Zhao Yingang wanted to say something.
"Whoops."
The next moment, a hand suddenly grabbed her shoulder and lifted her up.
Without waiting for everyone in the venue to react.
"Go." Ye Wentian smiled slightly and threw the person in his hand directly onto the martial arts platform.
"Ye Wentian!"
"You...you've gone too far."
Zhao Ying stabilized her figure, her face unable to contain her anger, and she suddenly turned her head to look.
In the stands at the back, Ye Wentian smiled and made a cheering gesture.
Everyone in the major sects in front saw the little girl on the stage, and they didn't come back to their senses for a while.
"Why did you send a doll on stage!"
"Great Flame Dragon King, if there is no one in your Jiangcheng, just admit defeat."
"This little kid is not qualified to fight with Hiruzen-senpai..."
Everyone in the stands had anger on their faces. .net
Zhouhu also frowned, glanced at the person in front of him, and let out a cold snort.
"snort!"
"Get out." Hirutora's whole body was shaken, and a terrifying spiritual pressure swept away.
Zhao Ying's eyes trembled, and the moment she felt the crisis, she immediately entered a fighting state.
A powerful force burst out from her body.
"Little dwarf, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
"Here comes the sword." Zhao Ying shouted softly, and at the same time raised her hand to gather her spiritual power into her palm.
"Whoosh, whoosh..."
In the next breath, a huge bladeless sword fell into her hands.
The sword intent swept across, resisting the spiritual pressure of the person in front.
"Huh?" Hirutora said softly, the look on his face
A little more solemn, he took a deep look at the person in front of him.
In today's battle, he just wanted to see if, besides the Great Flame Dragon King, there were any masters in Jiangcheng's martial arts world that they needed to pay attention to.
The girl in front of me can be counted among the masters.
"This momentum!"
"That girl is actually a peak innate warrior."
"..."
The younger generations of the major sects couldn't help but take a deep breath, with shock on their faces.
All eyes were focused on the stage.
"I, Hihu of the Glacier Valley, you..." Hihu took a step forward, but he didn't finish his words.
A strong sword intent locked onto his figure.
"Cut you!"
"Huh." Zhao Ying's eyes were cold, without any nonsense, she rushed over with a giant sword, and the tip of the sword instantly drew dazzling sparks on the martial arts platform.
