Ming sect leader

As Ye Gucheng's voice fell, the faces of all the masters who heard it around showed shock, and many people couldn't help but wonder in their hearts: "Is Ye Gucheng crazy? How dare he directly ask Di Lingtian for power? "

And Yang Xiao looked at this white-clothed Shengxue swordsman with a plain face, and finally felt the loneliness and arrogance in his heart like a snow mountain!

He took a deep breath, and said in a solemn tone: "I really don't have the right to decide what City Lord Ye wants, but if I want the holy leader of my religion to promise, I'm afraid it won't work just based on a few words from City Lord Ye. Tell me what you have to rely on, this emissary will report back on your behalf, and ask the lord to judge!"

Ye Gucheng's eyes were shining brightly, his whole body was full of sword intent, he looked at Yang Xiao and said: "Ye's only rely is this sword in his hand!"

Yang Xiao frowned and said, "City Master Ye still wants to provoke my Ming Cult with a sword?"

Ye Gucheng shook his head and said: "Ye has no intention of provoking anyone, and he doesn't bother to provoke anyone! Ye is just self-confident, Mingjiao up and down, except for the emperor, Ye is not afraid of anyone!"

Immediately, countless warriors all around looked at Yang Xiao and other masters of the Ming Cult. Ye Gucheng's seemingly plain words were like the deepest contempt. Except for Di Lingtian, no one paid attention to them!

In an instant, all the masters of Mingjiao, including Yang Xiao, were all angry!

Although everyone can feel the strength of Ye Gucheng from the huge cloud sword, none of the masters under the command of the Mingjiao is not the combat power of the Tianbang level, and which one is not the arrogant generation. Faced with Ye Gucheng's provocation, how could everyone turn a blind eye to it!

However, just when everyone couldn't help but want to fight with Ye Gucheng, an indifferent voice suddenly fell from the sky like thunder, and exploded in mid-air!

"Ye Gucheng, I like people who are capable, but I also hate people who are arrogant! Since you are so confident, I will give you a chance!

You are a swordsman, and there happen to be three good swordsmen under my seat. You choose one, and if you can beat him, this seat will allow you to join the sect, and a new sword hall will be established as your hall master!

But if you lose, then you will be my sword slave for three years!In the future, I will obey orders for the rest of my life and must not disobey!Would you like to? "

Yang Xiao and the others immediately laughed when they heard this condition. They naturally knew who the three sword wielders their leader said were. Where is the difference!

In time, once Ye Gucheng loses, his three-year career as a sword slave is enough for him to pay the price for his pride today!

As for what happens if they win, then the leader of the sect will say that they can only accept their fate!

"Okay!" Although the conditions are a bit harsh, for swordsmen like Ye Gucheng, every duel is almost a battle of life and death between victory and defeat. They never consider failure, because for them, defeat is often It means death, so they only look at the conditions of victory!

"Ye Mou agreed to the Emperor's conditions!" Ye Gucheng said without hesitation: "Please send someone to fight!"

Sitting in the study, Di Lingtian sipped tea, and said in a calm tone, the indifferent voice in the air outside slowly dispersed, spreading in all directions!

"Lang Fanyun, Yan Shisan, Ximen Chuuxue!"

"Your subordinate is here!" Following Di Lingtian's voice, three figures appeared on the deck of Di Lingtian's ship in an instant!

"Ye Gucheng, you choose one person to compete with. If you win, your conditions are all approved! If you lose, then you will accept your fate!" After Di Lingtian finished speaking casually and indifferently, the three new figures that appeared They looked at Ye Gucheng together, their eyes were full of brilliance, looking forward to it!

Ye Gucheng looked at the three people on the boat with joy in his eyes. In the past, it was very difficult to find a good opponent, but today there are three top swordsmen who can be chosen by him at once. This is the first time that he has such a happy trouble. meet!

His eyes swept over the three of them one by one, first was Ximen Fuxue who was dressed in white, the two were already old rivals, and they had fought once, although that time it seemed that both of them were wounded and it was a draw.But in fact, both of them knew in their hearts that it was he, Ye Gucheng, who won half the trick that time!

Now that we meet again, we can both feel each other's stronger sword intent and strength. If there were no other two swordsmen, Ye Gucheng would definitely be very happy to fight Ximen Chuuxue again. However, there are still two new swordsmen now, and Ye Gucheng had already seen Ximen Chuuxue's swordsmanship before, so after thinking about it for a while, he ruled out Ximen Chuuxue first!

Next came Yan Shisan, dressed in black and as cold as ice!

Thirteen Swords of Death, this set of swordsmanship handed down by Yan Shisan's family has always been famous in the Jianghu for the terror of death, but no matter how powerful the Thirteen Swords of Death were, they were only at the top of the list, and their influence was limited. However, since Yan Shisan created the No.14 sword derived from the life-threatening thirteen swords, this set of swordsmanship has completely broken away from the level of earth-level swordsmanship and entered the level of heaven-level swordsmanship!

Moreover, the changing power of this No.14 sword has doubled the change compared with the previous Thirteen Swords, and it is known as one of the most terrifying swordsmanship in the world!

Ye Gucheng is really excited now that he has the opportunity to compete with such swordsmanship, but he didn't make a decision right away, but turned his attention to the last one, and the rain and sword wave turned the clouds!

A genius swordsman who was unknown in the past and suddenly rose from such a gangster gang as the Nujiao Gang!

Lang Fanyun has no money, no power, no famous teacher, and no magic tricks. His strength at the top of the list, as well as the set of the rain-covering sword, which is ranked at the top of the sky, are all cultivated step by step by himself. Created by understanding the water nature of Dongting!

This point makes Ye Gucheng want to die a little bit. His swordsmanship of flying immortals outside the sky is also created by himself. Ye Gucheng looks at the waves turning over the clouds, and he can feel the turbulent waves under the water from his eyes that seem to be as calm as water. Riptide, this is a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside!

Ye Gucheng's eyes lingered between Yan Shisan and Lang Fanyun for a moment, then he fixed his eyes and landed on Lang Fanyun's body, saying: "Your Rain-Overturning Sword uses water to achieve epiphany, and water makes meaning. On the sea, you should be able to display your strongest strength, today, Ye will use the sword in his hand to master the rain-covering swordsmanship for a while!"

When Lang Fanyun was selected, his calm eyes suddenly burst into surprise, and he said: "I am very happy to be able to fight against Lord Ye!"

A trace of regret flashed in the eyes of Ximen Chuuxue and Yan Shisan, who were unable to participate in the battle, but it quickly dissipated, and then they looked at them with anticipation. This is a very rare opportunity for all warriors!

Chapter 416

Chapter 416

Ye Gucheng had already prepared for the big battle before, and his whole body's momentum, mind and body had reached the peak state, but Lang Fanyun faced the battle suddenly, and his momentum was weaker invisibly!

For this reason, Ye Gucheng jumped up and stood in mid-air, saying: "Lang Fanyun, Ye Mou is waiting for you to concentrate! We will win with one move!"

Lang Fanyun laughed, took a step forward, and reached mid-air, then stood opposite Ye Gucheng and said, "Okay! Just one move will determine the outcome!"

After the words fell, Ye Gucheng waited while adjusting his breath, and the white cloud sword several feet high above his head became more white and solid. , continuously soaring and soaring, gusts of gusts of wind appeared out of nowhere around him, rolling up waves of waves surrounding the surroundings, like deep sea dragons roaring, rising up!

The two were separated by a distance of ten feet, but as the aura broke out and the sword intent buzzed, the ships within a hundred feet, except for Di Lingtian's ship, many warriors with low cultivation levels on the other ships were killed by the two Taoists. The face of the confrontational sword intent turned pale, and even vomited blood and was injured, so the other ships retreated one after another, leaving only Di Lingtian's ship and dozens of Tianbang-level grandmasters on the other ships stepping on the small boat and continuing to fight. Stay put and watch!

Buzz! ! !

A white ethereal sword intent, a blue feminine sword intent, like two evenly matched giant beasts confronting each other, roaring, probing, and intimidating, causing the nearby void to vibrate non-stop, forming layers of invisible waves. The air waves swept in all directions, which is also the reason why those warriors with insufficient cultivation base will be injured!

But when these air waves encountered Di Lingtian's ship, they seemed to have crashed into the sea like a mud cow, and they seemed to have hit an iron wall, and they would not have any impact on the people on board at all!

Even Di Yun, who was less than a congenital, didn't feel uncomfortable at all. He was puzzled when he saw those ships retreating proactively, "Why are you retreating so far?"

On the first deck of the bow, Yang Xiao, Fan Yao, Wei Yixiao, Ximen Chuuxue, Yan Shisan, Lu Xiaofeng and all the grandmasters who have no mission at the moment have arrived!

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the two swords that were getting stronger and stronger in mid-air, and couldn't help but asked his old friend Ximen Chuixue: "Ximen, who do you think will win?"

Ximen Chuuxue stared closely at the two people in mid-air, and after a while, he said slowly: "Both of them, it's no surprise whoever wins!"

"Ah?" Lu Xiaofeng was speechless immediately: "I'm asking you who can win? You can only choose one!"

Ximen Chuuxue shook his head and said, "I can't choose!"

Lu Xiaofeng had no choice now, he could only look at the waves in the air with surprise and said: "Didn't you think that the Rain-Covering Sword is so powerful?"

Yan Shisan suddenly said coldly from the side: "He fought against the leader!"

Ximen Chuuxue nodded and said, "Not bad! And he survived!"

Lu Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows, stroked his well-groomed beards, and said with a look of sudden realization: "You mean that Lang Fanyun was not so powerful before, and it was because he had fought against the leader before and survived, so The strength has risen to the point where it is now?"

The two nodded at the same time, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but said: "Is there such a big advantage in fighting the leader? Then if I fight with the leader, wouldn't I be directly in the top ten?"

Ximen Chuuxue and Yan Shisan didn't speak, but Hua Manlou next to him smiled and said, "If you, Lu Xiaoji, dare to fight against the leader, the only end will be to be punched into a rain of blood. As for improving your strength, that's fine." It is the treatment that only those who can survive!"

Lu Xiaofeng rolled his eyes at his good friend, and sighed helplessly, because he deeply knew that Hua Manlou was right!

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Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun stood in the corner behind the crowd, Nie Feng looked at Bu Jingyun with a gloomy face, and softly persuaded him: "Brother Yun, in fact, your Holy Spirit swordsmanship is also very powerful, it may not be worse than them, It’s just that the Hierarch has never seen it before, so you don’t have to worry too much about it. In this Battle of Dongpu, our brothers and sisters will work together to let the Hierarch see our strength. When the time comes, everyone in the world will naturally know that there must be someone in the seat of this peerless swordsman.” Brother, take a seat!"