The female channel who wears books, is killed by the heroine on her wedding day

When Ye Wuya and others arrived, everyone's eyes instantly fell on them, with different expressions of awe, curiosity, and fear.

"This Tianmen eldest son is indeed as unfathomable as the rumors say. I really want to spar with him!"

Tang Ruoyu stared at Ye Wuya curiously, his eyes full of strong fighting spirit. A master like Ye Wuya made his blood boil.

Ye Lingtian smiled lightly and said: "I heard that the third young master is not easy, don't you want to compete with him?"

"Third Young Master of Tianmen? Let's forget it! Rumor has it that that guy doesn't like to practice at all, and only likes eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. I have no interest in competing with such a playboy."

Tang Ruoyu shook his head.

Relatively speaking, he felt that the other Ye Lingtian he knew was truly extraordinary. At least he had saved him twice.

Thinking of this, Tang Ruoyu quickly looked around. After observing, he did not see Ye Lingtian appear, which made him a little disappointed.

Ye Lingtian smiled dumbly and didn't say much.

He looked around and saw that there were many sects coming here to participate in the martial arts conference today. The Tang Sect, Emei Sect, Qingcheng Mountain, Buzhao Mountain and other forces were all here. The leaders were all at the master level, and the lineup was very strong.

However, Yue Fuyao and Qin Jianjia were not seen. The two women would definitely not miss this occasion. They would probably show up later with Luo Sheng and the people from the afterlife camp.

"Why can't you see Ye Lingtian and the others?"

Ye Rufeng glanced around and didn't see Ye Lingtian and others, so he couldn't help but frown slightly.

Ye Qingzhou sarcastically said: "It's probably still on the way."

Ye Wuya looked at the people around him calmly, and happened to see Ye Lingtian in the crowd. A strange color flashed in his eyes. Why did he feel that this person's figure was similar to Ye Lingtian's?

"Amitabha!"

Suddenly, an old voice sounded, and a skinny old monk flew over and appeared at the top of the square in an instant.

"Master Deadwood!"

Seeing the old monk appear, everyone present stared at him. This old monk was not a simple man. He was a strong man in the late stage of a great master, and his strength was very terrifying.

"I've met Master Deadwood!"

Everyone clasped their fists and saluted, but few dared to be bold in front of this eminent monk.

A kind look appeared on Master Kumu's wrinkled face.

He clasped his hands together and said to everyone: "After ten years, I would like to thank all my martial arts colleagues for coming to Hanshan Temple to participate in this martial arts conference. This martial arts conference mainly has two things."

"The first thing is that when all the martial arts colleagues gather here, there will definitely be a discussion. Hanshan Temple provides a venue where everyone can exchange and discuss as much as they want, but please stop there; the second thing is related to the Immortality Seal! "

"Seal of Immortality..."

Many people's eyes lit up.

Coming to this martial arts conference to discuss martial arts and communicate with fellow martial artists is just one of them. Witnessing the emergence of the Immortal Seal is the key.

Master Kumu said in a gentle tone: "Thousands of years ago, I, Hanshan Temple, obtained a seal of longevity, and have been guarding it until now. Today's martial arts world is turbulent, so I, Hanshan Temple, plan to use this martial arts conference to find the seal of longevity. A new home.”

The longevity seal of Hanshan Temple has been targeted by others, and Luo Wang and other forces will not give up at all, so this time Hanshan Temple hands over the longevity seal, which is the first choice, otherwise this quiet place of Buddhism may be stained with a lot of blood.

More importantly, Hanshan Temple has not obtained anything useful from the Immortality Seal for thousands of years. Rather than being kept prying at, it is better to hand it over directly to avoid a lot of trouble.

"I dare to ask Master Kumu, how does Hanshan Temple plan to find a new home for the Immortality Seal this time?"

A master of the Emei Sect asked. Her name is Tianjue Master. She is a powerful person at the pinnacle of the Grand Master and the head of the Emei Sect.

Everyone looked at Master Kumu, and they were also very curious about this question.

Master Kumu whispered: "In this martial arts competition, whoever can surpass the other heroes and stand at the end will get the longevity seal of my Hanshan Temple!"

When everyone heard this, their eyes were filled with fighting intent, and they looked at the people around them with a bit of hostility.

boom!

In an instant, a burly man holding a broadsword rushed into the center of the square.

"I am the Crazy Sword Sect, Zhao Biao! Who dares to fight with me?"

The burly man's eyes widened and he glanced around, his tone extremely domineering.

"Huang Feng of Wanjianmen came to ask for advice!"

Someone rushed up immediately.

There was no nonsense from both sides, and the exchange was quick.

After a while, Wanjianmen Huang Feng was defeated.

"Who else?"

Zhao Biao roared.

"it is good!"

Tang Ruoyu was extremely excited, gripped his sword tightly, and was about to charge forward.

Ye Lingtian stopped him instantly: "What do you want to do?"

Tang Ruoyu said with a fighting spirit on his face: "I want to go on stage to compete."

Ye Lingtian said speechlessly: "Why are you anxious? The strength of those who are on stage now are all average. The real masters will wait until they take action. Wait first!"

"Forehead......"

Tang Ruoyu scratched his head, it seemed like the same thing.

"Then wait."

Tang Ruoyu said expectantly.

Ye Lingtian looked playful, hoping that this guy wouldn't be hit later.

Those who took the stage in the early stages were basically those who were doing warm-up work and were third-rate warriors. They knew that they would definitely have no chance of getting the Immortality Seal, so they could only go up and show off their talents in front of countless martial arts people.

As the time goes.

Some strong ones gradually took the stage.

"Bu Zhaoshan, Linghu Yu, which friend is willing to discuss with me?"

A young man holding a long sword flew forward, a confident smile on his face.

"Bu Zhao Shan Ling Hu Yu! This is a peak innate existence, very powerful."

"Bu Zhaoshan is not a simple person. He is a powerful force controlled by the Grand Master. I heard that the senior Yincheng Dao has the cultivation level of the Grand Master, which is very scary."

"When it comes to Senior Yin, we have to mention the national master of our Great Zhou Dynasty. After she stepped into the realm of the Grand Master, she went to challenge Yin Chengdao. As a result, Yin Chengdao was too frightened to come out."

"..."

Everyone hurriedly communicated in low voices, looking at Linghu Yu with strange eyes.

Bu Zhaoshan is indeed a powerful force, and few people dare to provoke him. However, when Yin Chengdao was frightened by Feng Huojun and did not dare to show his face, Bu Zhaoshan was embarrassed.

"..."

Although everyone's voices were low, Linghuyu still heard them all, and he looked a little embarrassed for no reason.

However, he is not qualified to discuss this matter.

"Which friend is willing to come up and discuss with me?"

Linghuyu looked at everyone, saying that it was useless to talk more, he had to let everyone know Fu Zhaoshan's strength.

"I come!"

Tang Ruoyu finally couldn't bear it anymore and rushed forward immediately.