Ye Tian did not give the other party any face. Even if he was facing a strong man in the Lingtai realm, he did not look at all afraid.

"you!"

The old man saw Ye Tian completely ignore him, and Yang Haochen, who was trampled on his feet and screamed, was the holy son of their Yin-Yang Sect. Being humiliated by Ye Tian was tantamount to beating their Yin-Yang Sect's face.

"You don't know how to advance or retreat. Today, I will teach you a good lesson for your elders!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, a big spiritual hand whizzed by, and called Ye Tian to suppress him.

"snort!"

Wenqing could ignore where he could snort, snorted light, raised his hand and a sword light straight into the sky, shattering the spiritual hand.

"who!?"

The old man from Yin and Yang Sect felt a huge pressure falling on his shoulder. He looked at the place where the sword light was just emitted and saw a woman covering her face looking here.

"Who are you?"

Wen Qing smiled gently, raised her toes lightly, and instantly arrived in front of Ye Tian.

"What? You can protect your juniors, but I can't protect my juniors yet?"

Ye Tian heard this and his mouth twitched, but he didn't say much.

He looked down at his feet, and suddenly pinched a strange seal in his hand and made it. Yang Haochen's voice below stopped abruptly and he fainted.

Ye Tian removed his huge foot and grabbed Yang Haochen in his hand.

"What did you do?" Seeing Ye Tian doing this, the old man blew his beard and took a step forward, and then he wanted to take action. However, Wen Qing looked coldly, and his fingers moved, and a sword light was floating in front, causing the old man to stop and dare not move forward.

Seeing that the other party was being silenced, Ye Tian took a step forward as everyone was watching below, and said, "Senior, I am just afraid that the Holy Son of the Church will not bear the blow and will fight with me. Therefore, I suppressed him and did not hurt the other party."

"Hmph, you are still tactful, so let him go!" After hearing this, the old man glanced at him and found that Yang Haochen was indeed fine, his expression was slightly relieved.

Ye Tian's mouth raised slightly, and there was a questioning next to him, so he didn't have to worry about anything.

"Senior spoke, I will naturally release Fellow Daoist Yang, but..." Suddenly, Ye Tian vomited a mouthful of blood and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Brother Ye!"

Tu Wuwen soared into the air and came to Ye Tian, ​​wanting to support him, but Ye Tian waved his hand and signaled not to use it.

Wen Qing next to him stared at Ye Tian for a few glances, and a smile suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Senior also saw it. I just fought with the Holy Son of the Ninth Sect. It was extremely dangerous. Although I won by chance, I was severely injured in the end. What's more, Fellow Daoist Yang wanted to kill me just now."

Ye Tian said slowly, the old man from Yin and Yang Sect had already realized something, and said coldly: "What conditions do you want."

Ye Tian smiled slightly and said, "I have heard that the Yin-Yang Teaching comprehended the great way of Yin-Yang and comprehended the life and death of Yin-Yang. The exercises are mysterious and unpredictable. I want to use your school to practice the exercises."

"Impossible!" The old man refused without thinking at all when he heard this. A teaching of martial arts is the foundation of his life, so how can he easily show it to others? How can the Yin-Yang Sect agree to Ye Tian's request?

Even the people below, after hearing Ye Tian's words, they felt that he was dreaming. Even though Yang Haochen was the saint of Yin and Yang Sect, his importance could not be compared with the practices practiced by Yin and Yang Sect.

Ye Tian naturally knew this and there was no fluctuation in his heart.

"I misunderstood. I really want to use the teachings to read the teachings, but I also know that the teachings are not passed on, so I cannot easily show them to others. Therefore, I don't want the teachings to do so, but I just want some classics about the teachings of the teachings. If there are some predecessors' insights, it would be great."

Although Ye Tian showed pale expression on his face, he had a faint smile. He had never thought of getting the other party's practice skills. He practiced the Chaos Ten Thousand Dao Arts, and the other party's methods were not very useful to him. However, the Tai Chi and Liangyi magic powers he realized in this battle had a lot of room for growth, and now he was just a first glance at the path, which was not complete enough. He was not a person in this path. If he wanted to completely improve it, he needed a lot of information and insights about the Yin and Yang path.

The Yin-Yang Sect in front of you is undoubtedly a good source for providing.

The old man from the Yin-Yang Sect thought to know Ye Tian’s plan.

However, he looked at Yang Haochen, then looked at Wenqing, knowing that it would be impossible to take Yang Haochen away without paying any price today.

"good."

After thinking about it, he nodded and agreed.

After all, Yang Haochen is a disciple they have spent a lot of effort to cultivate, and he is very talented. After the battle today, as long as he is not decadent, he will definitely be able to shine the Yin and Yang Sect in the future.

In addition, some spiritual insights into the practice of yin and yang are not very important to them.

In addition to some insights from the peerless leader, what if you give them to Ye Tian? Furthermore, there are many rubbings of those practices, and they are not afraid of losing them. As for some information about the Yin-Yang path, even if the other party does not ask him about the Yin-Yang teaching, he can still learn it through other channels.

When Ye Tian heard this, he stretched out a hand. The old man's eyelids shook, he suppressed the anger in his heart and turned around and left here.

"Wait for a moment!"

A voice sounded, but others didn't know that they had reached thousands of miles away. This was the terribleness of the Lingtai Realm. It shrank into an inch, and in an instant, thousands of miles were already behind him.

Ye Tian thought to himself that unless his understanding of the Tianpeng map is up to a higher level, it is impossible to surpass the speed of the Lingtai Realm.

...

Go quickly and come back quickly.

The old man did not bring anyone else, and in full view of everyone, their Yin-Yang Sect still needs some face.

Moreover, Ye Tian's talent and combat power showed made him scared. After going back and discussing, no one dared to target him at will. In addition, the feeling of asking for help was terrible. He was not sure if he brought someone over, would he be the opponent of the other party?

"Give!"

The old man threw a storage ring over, Ye Tian took it over, swept his soul power, and found that the other party was quite sturdy, so he threw Yang Haochen over.

The old man took Yang Haochen and moved in with a stream of spiritual power, causing him to wake up slowly.

"Elder."

He wanted to shout and scold Ye Tian, ​​but when he saw the old man in front of him, he immediately resisted the impulse and raised his hand to salute.

The old man's face was not very good-looking. After all, he was his own saint son. If he lost the competition, he would lose the face of the Yin-Yang Sect. Fortunately, he was very optimistic about Yang Haochen's talent and combat power. If he wanted to blame him, he could only blame Ye Tian for being too evil.

"Go back, don't put the Yin-Yang Dao Diagram to the next level, and don't leave the seclusion!"

Yang Haochen nodded, looked at Ye Tian, ​​clenched one hand into a fist, and signaled to Ye Tian, ​​which was a kind of provocation and war letter.

Ye Tian's lips raised slightly, without expressing his opinion. Yang Haochen was indeed very strong, but it was very hard for Ye Tian to defeat him this time, but that was a level difference between the two. Next time, he was confident that he would never fall into such a hard battle this time.

Seeing that Ye Tian ignored him, Yang Haochen frowned slightly but said nothing, but his fighting spirit became stronger and stronger.

"This doll is considered a genius."

Seeing this, Wen Qing nodded slightly, but she still looked at the saint of the Purple Mansion in the distance. In her opinion, only a person with the favor of heaven like the Purple Mansion can become Ye Tian’s biggest enemy on his way forward.

Thinking of this, Wenqing's eyes moved slightly, and a divine thought spread out.

The saint of Purple Mansion in the distance was paying attention to the situation here, and suddenly a sound rang in his heart.

"Do you know what kind of physique you have?"

The saint of the purple palace moved slightly, and the fear in her heart was suppressed in an instant. She was very smart. Since the other party could directly transmit the message to her heart, she was naturally not an ordinary person. In addition, she revealed the many secrets in her in one sentence. It seemed that the other party must be a top-notch person and thought she would not harm her.

She closed her eyes and communicated with her inquiries carefully.

In fact, just as Wen Qing guessed, she didn't know much about her own things, and she was inevitably afraid. Although she could naturally perceive the rules of the Yuanli and had a thousand miles of cultivation, it made her feel uneasy.

After a brief exchange with the question, she learned a lot.

"If you want to fully open up your physique, you need to have corresponding skills. The skills you are practicing are too poor now. If you want a skill that is truly suitable for you, if you have the courage to come to Fulin Inn at midnight."

After saying this, I stopped talking about it. The matters that followed depended on the saint of the Purple Mansion.

At this moment, Ye Tian bowed and said to the person below: "I am not talented today, so I will show my ugly face to you. The second young master of Zuo is so beautiful. I hope that I can ask for advice from the young master of Zuo at the Fenghua Banquet and say goodbye!"

After saying that, Ye Tian turned around and fell below and left here.

Tu Wuwen and Wenqing followed closely. Before Wenqing left, he glanced at the saint of the Purple Mansion and found that the other party had left, and he couldn't help but feel a little expectation in his heart.

"If the body of the near-the-road grows..."

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...

"It seems like there is someone over there."

Pei Qian suddenly pointed to a dense grass on the side of the road, walked over, and looked closer and found that there was indeed someone who was shot by an arrow on his back, lying in the grass, dying.

"Brother Xiao Jie, come and see if he can save him?"

She waved to Wujie, and the three words "Little Brother Jie" made Wujie's eyelids twitch every time he heard it. He was a monk, a genius from Kaye Temple, who was called this.

If it is passed back, it will not be laughed at.

However, after he protested many times that he had no effect, he could only try to accept the title Pei Qian.

Wujie came here and glanced at the man on the ground. The purple light flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, as if he had noticed something happy, Wujie's mouth showed a smile.

"He's fine, he's still alive."

Wu Jie squatted down, stretched out a finger, and pointed it at the wound behind the man. The wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The arrow was forced out of his body and fell to the side.

The man on the ground saw that he had escaped from the dense forest, with his unkempt face and his clothes torn.

Wu Jie's eyes flashed from time to time, and his eyes were full of smiles.

"It seems that something fun is coming again."

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(To be continued)
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