Ye Liufeng was extremely surprised. He really didn't expect to meet these disciples of the Holy Martial Sword Sect in advance in the clan mansion.

Hearing this, Ye Wuzong also took a few more glances at this group of people.

They were all wearing white shirts embroidered with black sword patterns, and each of them had a strong aura. Although they stood together, they were extremely orderly. It seemed that they had developed a certain tacit understanding after countless trials.

Ye Wujiang noticed that the leading disciple was even more like this.

He was tall and tall, with his hands clasped behind his back, and his face was a bit cold. His pair of dark eyes had a hidden sense of perseverance, and his condensed temperament was very conspicuous. The pressure that Ye Wujie felt was , it came from this person.

"Eh? I seem to know him. He is..."

Ye Liufeng touched his forehead and carefully recalled the identity of this person. Immediately, he suddenly slapped his forehead with his palm, and his eyes were even more surprised: "Cang Hongyi of the Holy Martial Sword Sect Xuanyuan?"

The young man who was in the first place with his hands behind his back raised his eyes slightly, glanced at Ye Liufeng, and said calmly: "Purple Gold Suppressing Demon Wheel, Ye Liufeng of Xuantian City."

"Holy shit, you know me?"

Ye Liufeng opened his mouth wide.

He didn't expect that he was so famous that even Cang Hongyi knew him!

Cang Hongyi simply handed over his hands and said with an expressionless face: "Uncles from Xuanyuan, we have specially drawn up a list for the Xiongjian City clan's martial arts competition. There are not many disciples who can enter the Dharma Eyes of the elders of the Shengwu Sword Sect. You are One of them."

Ye Liufeng enjoyed this feeling of being elevated.

What's more, the person who promoted him was Cang Hongyi, a famous figure in the Shengwu Sword Sect.

He smiled sheepishly and said: "I'm so sorry, haha, Ye Liufeng is down there."

However, Cang Hongyi obviously had no intention of continuing to be polite with him. He looked at Ye Liufeng and said calmly: "Ye Qing, aren't you here?"

Cang Hongyi, one of the great disciples of the Shengwu Sword Sect and Xuanyuan, ranked eighth on the ‘Sword Slayer List’.

Every year, in addition to the senior officials of the clan, those who are responsible for the assessment are also the disciples on the sword-slaying list.

Come to think of it, this time Cang Hongyi was ordered by the Holy Martial Sword Sect to serve as the examiner of this year's martial arts competition.

When asked about 'Ye Qing', Ye Liufeng was obviously stunned. Then he remembered that the number seven on the 'Sword Slayer List' was none other than Brother Ye Qing.

"Um... Brother Ye Qing has not appeared since he disappeared a year ago. This is not a secret. Up to now, his life or death is uncertain." Ye Liufeng said with emotion.

"Life or death is uncertain..."

Cang Hongyi's eyes became a little absent-minded, and there was a look of regret in his eyes.

Ye Wujiang was not in the mood to listen to their conversation. He wanted to turn around and leave directly.

However, in the crowd, he found an acquaintance.

At least compared to Cang Hongyi and others, this person is considered an acquaintance...

"Hehe, Mr. Ye!"

Bai Zhiyao is wearing the same white shirt with black sword pattern, which outlines her exquisite curves. There is a sword bun on top of her head, which ties her black hair together. She looks bright and charming!

"Hey, hello."

Ye Liufeng responded with a silly smile.

Bai Zhiyao called "Young Master Ye", making everyone think that she was greeting Ye Liufeng.

When had Ye Liufeng ever been treated like this?

When a girl with such beauty and excellent temperament struck up a conversation with him, his heart blossomed with joy!

But Bai Zhiyao walked out directly, then stepped forward, her graceful figure falling towards Ye Liufeng.

Behind her, the group of disciples of the Holy Martial Sword Sect were stunned.

"Senior Sister Bai? She also knows this Ye Liufeng?"

"We all know each other, but we can't be so enthusiastic."

"Oh, how come Senior Sister Bai likes him!"

Everyone started talking in low voices for a moment.

Even Cang Hongyi was obviously startled. As Bai Zhiyao's senior brother, he had never seen such an eager attitude from the other party.

"Oh my God, luck is coming?"

Ye Liufeng was very nervous. He coughed and was about to extend his hand to salute when that handsome smile appeared on his face.

"Master Ye, I didn't expect to meet you here. This journey has been smooth."

A fragrant breeze blew by,

Ye Liufeng watched helplessly as Bai Zhiyao passed him by and came straight to Ye Wujing.

Looking at Bai Zhiyao's bright and bright smile, Ye Wuzong's expression remained indifferent, he nodded slightly and said, "Thanks for your concern, everything goes well."

"Yeah, that's good!" Bai Zhiyao stared at Ye Wuzong's handsome face and smiled.

The entire square outside the clan mansion suddenly fell into silence.

Ye Liufeng was even petrified on the spot!

Cang Hongyi glanced at the junior brothers and sisters around him, a little strange, and said: "He is..."

The junior brothers and sisters collectively shook their heads and said, "Senior brother, no, I don't know..."

At this time, the most embarrassing person was Ye Liufeng.

He felt like a light on his back, forced out a smile, and saluted the air.

"let's go!"

Bai Zhiyao blinked and motioned for Ye Wuzhen to lead the way.

Ye Wuxing didn't hesitate, turned around and walked forward.

Ye Liufeng cursed secretly, "What a good boy, I have known this beauty for a long time, but you didn't tell me earlier, which made me so embarrassed."

In desperation, he could only smile at Cang Hongyi and others and lead the way to the clan square.

At this time, a huge high platform was erected in the clan square.

Ye Beishan, the elder of the four major sects, is already waiting on the high platform.

A dark crowd gathered in the square.

"Look, the disciples of the Shengwu Sword Sect are here!"

Someone suddenly shouted.

The group of people looked behind them and saw Ye Wujing and Ye Liufeng, followed by a group of disciples of the Holy Martial Sword Sect.

As soon as they appeared on the stage, there was no doubt that they caused waves of excited shouts.

After all, the clan is powerful, but it is not as powerful as the Shengwu Sword Sect.

Those who came in person this time were Xuanyuan disciples. Each disciple was an elite member of the Sword Sect and was also a disciple on the ‘Sword Slayer List’.

"It's number eight on the sword-slaying list, Cang Hongyi!"

Cang Hongyi's reputation was so great that he was not inferior to the prince Ye Qing. The sharp-eyed female disciple recognized him immediately.

"Dear distinguished guests, it's been a hard journey!" Ye Beishan also led people down the platform to greet them all the way.

"Master Beishan, you don't have to be polite. The elders of Xuanyuan will visit the clan mansion in person on the eve of the second martial arts competition."

Cang Hongyi's eyes were neither sad nor happy, and he said calmly.

"Okay, you guys come with me."

Ye Beishan stretched out his hand and smiled.

From the Shengwu Sword Sect, a total of 120 people came this time, all of whom were disciples of Tu Jianbang, and among them, the majority were from Xuanyuan.

Bai Zhiyao is also in Xuanyuan.

"Yurou."

"Zhiyao!"

Ye Yurou and Bai Zhiyao greeted each other. They were sisters and had known each other for a long time. They were extremely happy to meet at this time.

"You usually don't like to join in the fun, so why are you here to participate in the martial arts selection competition this time?" Ye Yurou held Bai Zhiyao's hand and said with a smile.

Bai Zhiyao also smiled and said: "Why, can't you come? Miss Yurou still doesn't welcome me."

Ye Yurou relied on Ye Beishan's relationship to practice in the Guanjian School of the Shengwu Sword Sect all year round. Her Purple Moon Soul Eye has a special ability that assists in sword practice and can easily help others improve.

"Of course you're welcome, but I understand your temperament. Who are you interested in?" Ye Yurou smiled sweetly.

At this time, on the high platform, Ye Beishan returned to his seat, and the host was the elder Ye Baiyun.

First there were a few polite words, and then, it was announced directly that the first level of the assessment had begun.

There are three assessments in the clan martial arts competition. The first assessment is to use a certain method to screen out unqualified disciples on a large scale. The elimination rate is extremely high.

The second level is the level of life and death. Everyone enters the "Desolate Wasteland" together for a total of ten days and ten nights.

In the end, it is a real martial arts competition, a competition, and a competition for the position of the heir apparent.

The last level is also the one that attracts much attention. When the time comes, the senior leaders of Shengwu Sword Sect will be present in person!

Boom——!
Chapter completed!