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"A late-stage grandmaster is ruthless to a young man who is in the early stage of a grandmaster. How dare he still have the dignity to do so?"

Before Ye Lingtian could say anything, an experienced Taoist who was a late master stood up. He was Taoist Priest Chongxiao of Qingcheng Mountain.

Taoist Priest Chongxiao glared at Jia Yi, his temper a little grumpy. Jia Yi's finger just now was obviously a death blow. If Tang Ruoyu was hit, he would be disabled or even dead.

It would be fine if they were of the same level, but Jia Yi relied on his cultivation to be ruthless, which made him very unhappy.

Jia Yi sneered: "My skills are inferior to others, who is to blame?"

"So, do you think you are superior?"

Taoist Priest Chongxiao jumped to the center of the square, waved his sleeves, and lifted Tang Ruoyu away. Then he looked at Jia Yiyi and said, "Why don't you let me fight with you?"

Jia Yi looked at Taoist Chongxiao and said coldly: "Let's take action! I will definitely defeat you within a hundred moves."

"You can try!"

Taoist Master Chongxiao waved his fly whisk, and a powerful aura burst out, blasting towards Jia Yi in an instant.

"Hmph! Bo Ruozhang."

Jiayi snorted coldly and waved his palm to fight.

The two masters were in the late stages of their fight, and they quickly exchanged blows. The ground continued to break, sand and rocks flew up, and the air waves were extremely powerful.

"This monk is too strong. Thank you for taking action just now."

In the audience, Tang Ruoyu said to Ye Lingtian with a grateful expression.

A strong person in the later stage of Grand Master is definitely not invincible. If Ye Lingtian hadn't taken action just now, he would have been severely beaten.

Ye Lingtian smiled lightly and said, "If you draw your sword, you won't be defenseless."

Tang Ruoyu looked at the July Flowing Fire in his hand and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He then looked at Taoist Chongxiao who was having a fierce battle with Jia Yi on the stage: "This Taoist is also very powerful. Although he uses a fly whisk, what he wields is violent sword energy. It is really too powerful. .”

Ye Lingtian shook his head: "Taoist Master Chongxiao is not weak, but he is no match for that monk."

"How could my master not be my opponent? Don't talk nonsense, sir."

In Qingcheng Mountain, a young man frowned slightly.

The other disciples of Qingcheng Mountain also looked unhappy. At this moment, Chongxiao Taoist Master had the absolute upper hand, how could he be defeated?

"..."

Ye Lingtian smiled lightly and said nothing.

Time passed by minute by minute.

after a little while.

Master Tianjue shook his head and said, "Taoist Priest Chongxiao is going to be defeated."

Tang Qi said in a deep voice: "Qingcheng Mountain's skills are mysterious and unpredictable. They are famous for their lightness and gentleness, and are very tolerant. However, Taoist Chongxiao is an exception. Because of his bad temper, he practices the more domineering Liuhe." Sword Technique, this Sword Technique consumes a lot of money, if you cannot defeat the enemy in a short time, you will only put yourself in danger!"

Some of the experts present nodded slightly, agreeing with Tang Qi's words.

In the fierce fight at this moment, it seemed that Chongxiao Taoist Master had the upper hand, overwhelming Jia Yida.

In fact, Jia Yi can deal with it with ease, using Buddhist skills and extremely strong defense. Once Taoist Chongxiao's strength weakens, he will fight back, and Taoist Chongxiao will be defeated by then.

As expected.

After a fierce battle, Taoist Master Chongxiao consumed a lot of money. Jia Yi seized the opportunity and stopped defending. Instead, he took the initiative and launched a more powerful attack.

boom!

With exactly one hundred moves, Taoist Priest Chongxiao was knocked away with one punch.

puff!

Taoist Priest Chongxiao spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face extremely pale.

"This...Master actually lost..."

The eyes of everyone in Qingcheng Mountain were filled with disbelief. They couldn't help but look at Ye Lingtian, feeling a little embarrassed.

A cold murderous intention flashed through Jia's eyes. He clenched his fist and rushed forward in an instant, hoping to kill Taoist Priest Chongxiao.

"Humph!"

Tang Qi snorted coldly, took a step forward, and instantly appeared in front of Jia Yi, and he struck out with a palm.

boom!

The fists of the two collided, and a powerful energy blasted out. Jia was instantly knocked away, while Tang Qi remained motionless.

Jia Yi was pushed back more than ten meters. After stabilizing his body, he stared at Tang Qi and said, "Are you planning to fight in a wheel battle?"

Tang Qi ignored Jia Yi, supported Taoist Chongxiao and left the place.

"Ah!"

Jia Yi smiled coldly and looked down on everyone around him: "Is there anyone who dares to fight with me?"

"This foreign monk is so disgusting, can someone teach him a lesson?"

"There are so many masters present, how can we allow a foreign monk to be so presumptuous?"

"Elders, please take action!"

Everyone said with dissatisfied expressions.

How could a conference held by the Central Plains Wulin allow a few outside monks to dominate?

Moreover, this monk was too cruel, and someone had to teach them a lesson, otherwise it would really be thought that there was no one left in the Central Plains martial arts world.

Stab it!

Ye Wuya took a step forward and appeared in the center of the square instantly.

He looked at Jia Yi expressionlessly, then glanced at Boluosu and another monk: "In the martial arts world of the Central Plains, crouching tigers, hidden dragons, how can we allow you to be so presumptuous? Let's take action together!"

"Wow! Mr. Wuya is so domineering and handsome."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Master Wuya, give these foreign monks a good beating."

"Come on, eldest son..."

Seeing Ye Wuya come forward, everyone present was extremely excited, hoping that Ye Wuya could destroy the prestige of these monks.

Balosu frowned and looked at the monk beside him.

The monk did not hesitate and rushed into the center of the square in an instant. He held a string of Buddhist beads and threw them at Ye Wuya.

Another monk was not idle either and struck out with his Vajra Finger.

Ye Wuya looked indifferent and slapped the sword casually without even unsheathing the Tianwen Sword.

boom!

A large handprint of Tianmen appeared and suddenly blasted towards the two monks.

boom!

The next second, the string of Buddhist beads and Vajra fingerprints were shattered, and the two monks were directly blown away. They broke several pillars before stopping. They were covered in blood and were extremely miserable.

"..."

The two monks lay motionless on the ground, completely losing their fighting power.

"Okay! Mr. Wuya is so majestic, so cool."

"Simple and crude, Mr. Wuya is really too strong."

"These foreign monks are really funny. They are arrogant in front of so many masters from the Central Plains. Aren't they looking for a beating?"

Everyone laughed excitedly and felt very relieved when they saw the two monks lying motionless on the ground.

Some disciples of Tianmen were also smiling, with indescribable pride in their hearts. Ye Wuya was walking in Tianmen and represented the face of Tianmen.

"A little strength."

A faint light flashed in Boluosu's eyes, and his figure flashed and suddenly appeared in front of Ye Wuya. He held a hundred-jin magic wand and smashed it at Ye Wuya fiercely.

call out!

Ye Wuya stepped back ten meters.

Boluosu hit the air with one move, and the magic wand in his hand flew out, turning into a golden light with a fierce aura.

Ye Wuya looked indifferent and waved the Tianwen Sword to resist.

Rumble!

When Tianwen Sword and Magic Subduing Wand collided, there was an explosion all around, and thick smoke rose.

The two of them instantly flew out of the thick smoke, stood in mid-air, and walked against the wind...