"don't want……"

Mu Sheng was extremely frightened and his steps kept retreating.

The leader of the Blood Sea Sect slapped out his palm, and his blood-colored hand appeared and headed straight for Ye Tian's back.

Ye Tian gritted his teeth, did not turn around, and continued to fight towards Mu Sheng.

The leader of the Blood Sea Sect was stunned. He did not expect that Ye Tian would rather kill Mu Sheng even if he was injured.

At this moment, Meng Yao slashed out with a sword, and the powerful sword force filled the air, colliding with the bloody palm.

With a loud bang, Meng Yao coughed up blood and flew away.

"Um?"

Looking at Meng Yao, the leader of the Xuehai Sect frowned.

"Sword stance?"

He had an extraordinary vision and could tell at a glance that Meng Yao had mastered the sword.

I was puzzled in my heart, why is the woman who followed Ye Tian so powerful?

On the other side, Ye Tian had already killed Mu Sheng with one sword.

Looking at Meng Yao with blood on the corner of her mouth, Ye Tian asked with some concern.

"Is it okay?"

Meng Yao shook her head and signaled that she was fine.

Ye Tian then felt relieved and looked at the leader of the Blood Sea Sect.

The leader of the Xuehai Sect looked at Ye Tian with Yin Jie, his pair of murderous eyes unconcealed.

"Little beast, you dare to kill my elder of the Blood Sea Sect."

"I killed it, what do you want?"

Ye Tian was not afraid.

Both sides are already enemies, so there is no need to hide it, as it will make people look down upon it.

"court death."

As the leader of the Xuehai Sect said, he planned to take action and kill Ye Tian.

At this moment, a sword energy swept across and came straight to the leader of the Blood Sea Sect.

The owner of the Xuehai Sect had a screen in his heart and retreated for a distance.

With a bang, the sword energy fell and a deep pit exploded on the ground.

"Sect Master, you don't have to be so angry. Ye Tian is just killing the traitor of our sect, so there is no need to make a fuss."

"Yingqiong!"

The leader of the Blood Sea Sect looked at the visitor, his eyes filled with anger.

Ying Qiong came over, patted Ye Tian on the shoulder and said.

"I did a good job and eliminated the last traitor for my sect."

Ye Tian smiled, not caring.

"Yingqiong, Mu Sheng is my elder of the Blood Sea Sect. If your disciples kill him, you must give an explanation."

Ying Qiong asked very seriously about this.

"Mu Sheng is the elder of the Divine Fist Hall of the Izumo Sword Sect, and he is also a traitor. Could it be that the sect mainly interferes in the private affairs of my Izumo Sword Sect?"

"you……"

Faced with Yingqiong's unreasonableness, the leader of the Xuehai Sect was furious.

"You wait, this matter won't be done with that."

Then he looked at Ye Tian, ​​and the leader of the Blood Sea Sect said with a grim smile.

"Little beast, this time you can't live without the Ming Dynasty."

Ye Tian shrugged, not caring.

In the blink of an eye, two days passed, and the competition for the storm came as promised.

On this day, a huge arena was built within the capital of the Ming Dynasty, and warriors stood around.

Most of them are from the sects of the entire Southern Region, and of course there are also warriors who watch the fun.

When the scorching sun rose, a middle-aged man missed the air, sweeping out powerful pressure, spreading all over the world.

"Respecting the Martial Realm!"

Ying Qiong's expression was solemn.

The same is true for Ye Tian next to him.

"Dear warriors in the Southern Region, today is the day when the storm list is fought. Any genius who stand out and perform well will have the opportunity to go to Zhonglu and get more opportunities."

It aroused the hearts of many geniuses as soon as it came out and said what they wanted most.

"No more nonsense, there is no rule in the competition for the storm. One side admits defeat. Of course, if he dies, he will die."

Such rules are really cruel.

"As for the ranking, I have the final say, and I have no objection."

As soon as these words came out, Ying Qiong frowned.

Ye Tian was also unhappy about the domineering middle-aged manhood.

"This rule is different from the past."

Ying Qiong sighed.

“What’s the difference?”

Ye Tian asked.

"Although each of the previous sessions was a pair of matches, they were divided into several rounds, and this time it was a bit hasty."

Ying Qiong shook his head.

He had no choice but to object, after all, the other party was the one who sets the rules.

Ye Tian looked at the scene without saying a word.

Rules don't matter, he has confidence and can sweep the geniuses in the field.

This is absolute confidence in one's own strength, and firmly believes that no younger generation is his opponent.

"start."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, no genius came on stage.

But the atmosphere became a little dull and unpleasant.

A long time later, Peng Hai from Xuehaimen stepped onto the ring and scanned the surroundings.

"Peng Hai, Xue Haimen, who dares to fight me?"

Peng Hai was full of fighting spirit and was full of momentum.

"Hmph, I'll fight you."

As soon as the words were finished, a warrior immediately came to power.

"That's a disciple of Mingyue Sect, located in the Wangwu realm, I don't know how much Mingyue Tianya has mastered it."

Ying Qiong spoke with a smile.

"What is the bright moon and the world?"

Ye Tian was a little confused.

"That is a low-level martial art, with the attack mixed with the meaning of the bright moon, which is the meaning of the Yin attribute."

Ye Tian nodded and understood.

The two of them fought quickly, and they were the kind of people who were all in their best efforts.

I saw a cold aura burst out from the disciples of Mingyue Sect, and their whole body was covered with hazy black light, and they headed straight to Penghai to kill.

Peng Hai shouted loudly, and his strong body burst into a violent aura and slapped it out with a palm.

With a roar, the palm fell on the opponent's body, making a crackling sound.

The violent Yuanli swarmed, and with one palm broke the hazy black light and landed on the other party's chest.

With a squeak, a mouthful of blood was spurting out. The disciple of Mingyue Sect was no match for him.

"Give up."

Peng Hai spoke.
To be continued...