The son of Xiqiu displayed his talent of Five Elements Yuan Power, which surprised the middle-aged man secretly. After all, as a cultivator, those with the talent of Five Elements Yuan Power are relatively rare.
In terms of momentum, the son of Xiqiu had a great advantage. The middle-aged man used his four-element power. In order to make up for the gap in momentum, the middle-aged man used several talents to increase his momentum. However, this did not matter.
usefulness.
The son of Xiqiu's imposing manner put great pressure on the middle-aged man, who was forced to take action first.
The two of them had a sword fight, and the middle-aged man retreated continuously. He really didn't know until he tried, and he was shocked when he tried.
Whoosh!
The son of Xiqiu teleported, and the second sword was already attacking the middle-aged man at close range. The middle-aged man had extremely rich combat experience and immediately swung his sword to resist.
Ye Tian silently watched the battle between the two, knowing that the strength of this middle-aged man was unfathomable, but in terms of talent, he was far inferior to the son of Xiqiu. With the matching cultivation level, the son of Xiqiu won the game.
No need to question.
The son of Xiqiu is like a sharp sword, and his successive attacks are like a continuous tide, killing the middle-aged man until he can only resist but not fight back. At this time, the middle-aged man can't wait to improve his cultivation and fight with him.
He was even more surprised by the talent of the son of Xiqiu.
boom!
The son of Xiqiu suddenly stabbed the middle-aged man's body with his sword. The middle-aged man groaned and blood gushed out from his chest.
"The son of Xiqiu is so powerful!"
Mr. Zhang said excitedly.
The son of Xiqiu struck fiercely. After drawing his sword, the tip of the sword was already touching the middle-aged man's neck.
The middle-aged man looked shocked and said with a wry smile: "Son of Xiqiu, you win."
"What does it mean that I win? I won anyway. If you only use matching cultivation, you can't be my opponent."
The son of Xiqiu said confidently.
"Boy, you are one of the top young masters in talent and strength among the people I have seen over the years."
The middle-aged man exclaimed that even though he lost to the son of Xiqiu, he was still in a good mood.
"Excellent!"
The son of Xiqiu put away his sword and retreated, cupping his hands and smiling.
"The three of you can leave. Remember, I am a member of the Ya'an Sect. After you arrive at Juying City, you can directly enter the Ya'an Sect without passing the test. This is my mark card, please keep it."
The middle-aged man danced his sleeves lightly, and two cards appeared in front of Ye Tian and Xiqiu's son respectively.
"They all have cards, where is my card?"
Mr. Zhang asked.
shameless!
The middle-aged man secretly thought that if he had not lost the bet with Ye Tian, he would not have let Mr. Zhang go. Unexpectedly, he shamelessly wanted the mark card.
"Mr. Zhang, I decided to give you this kind of card."
Ye Tian smiled and said that he didn't have a good impression of middle-aged people. He was playing the role of executioner here. Those who were not cultivated enough or strong enough would probably have been killed by him.
Natural selection, survival of the fittest.
Ye Tian acknowledged this truth, but he did not think that people with insufficient cultivation and talent would only die.
"This is not good! Although I really want your card, I can't accept your card."
Mr. Zhang refused.
"Mr. Zhang, if you regard me as a friend, just accept the card!"
Ye Tian said.
"Yes! Mr. Zhang must not ignore Ye Tian's hard work. This will make people's hearts chill."
The son of Xiqiu spoke.
"Since the sons of Xiqiu have spoken, I would rather obey your orders and accept this kind of card."
Mr. Zhang said with a smile and cupped his hands.
The middle-aged man smiled silently and saw Mr. Zhang's attitude towards the son of Xiqiu. It was clearly Ye Tian who helped him, but he took the credit for the son of Xiqiu.
Ye Tian looked calm and didn't care. This made the middle-aged people more and more curious about Ye Tian. They met two super geniuses this time. The middle-aged people still preferred the son of Xiqiu, but they definitely didn't want to give up on Ye Tian.
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"Ye Tian, I appreciate you very much. I will make an exception and issue an extra mark card. Take it!"
The middle-aged man sent out another card.
"What kind of sect is the Ya'an Sect? I don't know if it is strong or not. I have to consider whether to join the Ya'an Sect."
The son of Xiqiu said proudly.
"Hmph! The Ya'an Sect is an authentic sect of cultivating immortals. It is very famous in the Juying Sect and is the first of the four major sects. Even if ordinary cultivators pass the test, it is difficult for them to be qualified to enter the Ya'an Sect. Don't be too good-looking to get an advantage.
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The middle-aged man sneered.
"A false name is just a false name. Who are you from the Ya'an Sect?"
asked the son of Xiqiu.
"I am the elder of Ya'an Sect."
The middle-aged man raised his head and said.
"Elder of the Ya'an Sect, why don't you prove your strength? I would like to take a look at whether the Ya'an Sect is worth joining."
The son of Xiqiu said arrogantly.
"Boy, you are very crazy. You are very similar to someone I know. However, do you really think that there is no price to pay for the challenge? Now, I will give you a chance to regret it, otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences."
The middle-aged man sneered.
"Hmph! I was still afraid that you might fail or die, so come on! Let me see what your strength is!"
The son of Xiqiu said disbelievingly.
The middle-aged man took a few steps back. With a thought, the long sword at his waist suddenly flew into the air automatically.
The long sword flew towards the direction of the son of Xiqiu. The son of Xiqiu immediately drew his sword to meet him, and the swords of both sides collided with each other.
"Weird thing!"
The son of Xiqiu exclaimed that the opponent's long sword could actually fight automatically, and the sword energy it emitted was extremely powerful.
Immortal cultivators are so powerful that they can kill people with a long sword remotely.
Ye Tian thought to himself that he wanted to see some clues about the technique, but he still couldn't see anything.
Mr. Zhang's face was full of envy. He watched the fight between the two excitedly and murmured: "Flying Sword, this is the legendary flying sword. I am lucky. If one day, I can also have a flying sword, it will be great."
How wonderful!"
The son of Xiqiu fought back with all his strength, and found that the opponent's long sword was getting heavier and heavier, and his speed had also increased accordingly. It was extremely difficult to deal with it.
In less than ten moves, the son of Xiqiu was shocked and retreated continuously, with blood pouring from the corner of his mouth, but the opponent's long sword continued to attack fiercely.
"Son of Xiqiu, how do you feel?"
The middle-aged man multitasked and said with a smile.
"It's not that bad. It will take so long to deal with me. I'm so weak."
The son of Xiqiu said unconvinced.
"Haha, do you think you can really sustain ten moves? I don't know, so let me show you what it means to be powerful!"
The middle-aged man stretched out his index finger and his eyes flashed.
The speed of the long sword suddenly more than doubled. The son of Xiqiu roared to resist, but found an unmatched force coming from the sword. His hand suddenly lightened, and the long sword was cut off.
My life is at an end!
The son of Xiqiu wanted to dodge, but it was already too late. The opponent's long sword was coming towards him. If he was hit by the sword, he would definitely be killed instantly.
The long sword hung in front of Xiqiu's son's neck, but the sharpness caused by the sword energy had caused a circle of wounds to appear on Xiqiu's son's neck, and blood flowed down the wound.
"Are you convinced?"
The middle-aged man asked coldly.
The son of Xiqiu smiled coldly, gritted his teeth and said, "The so-called flying sword is nothing more than that."
"I don't know what it means!"
The middle-aged man sneered and suddenly exuded a powerful aura. Under the pressure of his aura, the son of Xiqiu could no longer hold the long sword in his hand. With a clang, the long sword fell to the ground.
Not long after, the son of Xiqiu felt that his knees could no longer bear such momentum, and he knelt on the ground with a plop.
The strength gap between the two sides was too big. The middle-aged man easily used his momentum to create such an effect. After the son of Xiqiu was forced to kneel on the ground, a fleeting hatred flashed in his eyes. This hatred
Disappeared quickly.
"Son of Xiqiu, you know how powerful I am!"
the middle-aged man asked.
"sharp!"
The son of Xiqiu replied numbly, but he remembered the other party in his heart.
"Okay! You can go down the mountain. Remember, on the way to Juling City, be careful and don't conflict with other people."
The middle-aged man warned.
The three of them felt a flash of light before their eyes, and then they appeared on the top of the mountain. At this time, the three of them saw a team of about ten people in front of them.
"Who are you?"
One of them immediately shouted.
"People from the past."
The son of Xiqiu replied.
"You three, are you willing to go with me and pass through the Burying Mountain together?"
The man asked again.
"Thank you. Let's go down the mountain on our own."
Said the son of Xiqiu.
A light flashed in Ye Tian's eyes, and he had already discovered that there were other people lurking around him. Suddenly, that person took action and tore one of them into two halves with the force of lightning. Even his body of consciousness could not escape.
Tribulation.
The three of them watched silently. Mr. Zhang had already drawn his long sword and looked ahead warily.
The son of Xiqiu glanced at Ye Tian, then shook his head, signaling Ye Tian not to meddle in his own business.
Ye Tian suddenly understood one thing, that is, there may be forces from several sects here, and when conducting tests, they were also selecting people who fit the sects.
"Ah! My junior brother was killed!"
An old man exclaimed, looking at the bloody corpse on the ground, dumbfounded.
"Everyone, be careful. This is the fourth person we have lost."
Someone reminded.
"Ye Tian, let's go! Leave this place of right and wrong."
Said the son of Xiqiu.
Ye Tian nodded, looked at those people sympathetically, and sighed. Some things were far beyond his control. Right now, if he meddles too much, there is only one result, and that is death.
On the way down the mountain, the three of them went relatively smoothly. After crossing the mountain, there was a flat land ahead.
At the foot of the mountain, there are actually several houses, with smoke coming from the kitchens and roosters crowing and dogs barking.
"Ye Tian, there is a farmhouse here, let's go and take a look!"
The son of Xiqiu said excitedly.
"good!"
Ye Tian replied.
The three of them soon arrived in front of the farmhouse. At this time, a young man came out of one of the rooms and said with a smile: "Three guests, please come inside!"
There were two words written on the door of the house, inn, and the three of them entered the house.
There were four large tables in the hall. Two people were drinking inside, and the three of them found a place to sit by the window.