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

Tianmen.

Several great masters appeared and gathered in a hall.

Ye Canghai tasted the fragrant tea, and the old god said calmly: "The latest news is that my son Ye Wuya has entered the realm of Grand Master. What do you think? What should you say?"

His words seemed calm, but they were full of pride.

"Haha! My own son has entered the realm of Grand Master, but someone has just broken through. What is there to be proud of?"

Ye Daoqi has a bad temper and can't stand Ye Canghai's showing off. Now in Tianmen, who doesn't know that your son Ye Wuya has entered the realm of the Grand Master?

Look at your arrogant look, it's so abominable!

Ye Canghai also had a bad temper. When he heard what Ye Daoqi said, he couldn't help but curse: "Fuck! If I hadn't been the leader of this bullshit sect, with my talent, I would have made a breakthrough twenty years ago."

"You were the one who stole the position of sect leader back then, and it's you who are unhappy with the position of sect leader now."

Ye Daoqi mocked.

Who doesn't know that Ye Canghai was the most fiercely contested back then?

All kinds of conspiracies and tricks emerged one after another, forcing his more powerful brothers to lose their temper.

Now this guy is actually complaining?

Ye Canghai's head was full of black lines and he said: "Whatever you say, my son Wuya will become a grand master anyway."

"Cough cough!"

Ye Xuanxiu coughed lightly and asked, "Don't just talk about Ye Wuya, how are the other three people doing?"

On the side, a masked Grand Master said calmly: "Ye Rufeng and Ye Qingzhou have already gone to Xiangzhou and should be heading to Shu. They have made great progress this time and it won't take long before they can enter the realm of Grand Master. "

The masked man is the controller of Tianmen Tianyan Pavilion, Ye Qinzhi.

"Where's Ye Lingtian?"

Ye Xuanxiu asked.

When Ye Lingtian's name was mentioned, a strange look appeared in the eyes of everyone present.

Ye Qinzhi said with a strange expression: "That guy went all the way south and visited brothels when he saw them. His behavior was weird. He is rushing to Jingchu this time. I don't know his purpose. He probably wants to appreciate the beauty of the red mansion in Jingchu."

Ye Canghai nodded with satisfaction and said: "My son Ling Tian has my style, but the fifteenth floor I control no longer pays attention to him, and you, Tianyan Pavilion, don't have to continue to keep an eye on him. Let him take his own path. Go and walk.”

Everyone has been paying attention to the four young masters of Tianmen. In fact, they want to find a suitable successor to the sect leader.

The leader of Tianmen does not need to be the strongest in cultivation, but he does need to have the absolute ability to manage Tianmen.

Just like Ye Canghai, although this guy is average in strength, when it comes to management, no one in the entire Tianmen or his generation can really be his opponent.

Now it seems that Ye Wuya and Ye Rufeng are both good candidates for the sect master. One has strong cultivation and strong management ability; the other keeps a low profile and keeps a low profile.

As for Ye Qingzhou, he has a frivolous personality, so we need to continue to observe him.

As for Ye Lingtian...

That guy is even more mysterious, and his behavior along the way makes it difficult to see through. Judging from the current situation, he may also be a good candidate, but the key is that the guy has no interest in the position of the leader of the sect, which makes people dumbfounded. .

"What if you don't keep an eye on me and die?"

Ye Daoqi frowned.

He has always refused to accept anyone, unless the opponent's chess skills can catch his eye.

Obviously, there are two people who he admires very much. One is Feng Huojun, the great master of the Zhou Dynasty, and the other is Ye Lingtian.

Ye Canghai and Ye Qinzhi looked at Ye Daoqi with strange expressions. Is this old guy concerned about Ye Lingtian?

Didn't it mean that Ye Lingtian had played a trick on him, and he wanted to peel off Ye Lingtian's skin?

Ye Xuanxiu smiled playfully, only three people knew about that game!

"Who can touch him in the slightest?"

An indifferent voice sounded, and Ye Baiyi, dressed in white, entered the hall with his hands behind his back.

"Ha! That's strange. Are you willing to leave the sword pavilion?"

Ye Daoqi mocked.

"Sichuan is very lively, I plan to go shopping."

Ye Baiyi said calmly.

"Sichuan... I advise you not to go there, otherwise I'm worried that you will really die."

Ye Canghai said in a deep voice.

The land of Shu is a restricted area for Ye Baiyi. He has entered the land of Shu three times, but all three times he narrowly escaped death, and all of this was because of a woman from Shushan!

The so-called Dao is ruthless, but people have flesh and blood and naturally have feelings. Although Ye Baiyi is a high-ranking swordsman, he also has his own persistence and favorite woman.

For Ye Baiyi, the danger lies not in Baidi City, Tangmen, Qingcheng, or Emei, but in Shushan, the Longtan Tiger's Den.

"I have to go there."

Ye Baiyi said calmly.

"Go! You are not young anymore. If you succeed, bring a wife back and have an heir. If you fail, Tianmen will collect your body for you."

A hunchbacked old man was sitting outside the hall drinking.

"it is good!"

Ye Baiyi nodded slightly.

......

"The river flows beyond the sky and the earth, and the mountains are beautiful. Fuyao, in another twenty miles, we will enter the boundary of Jingchu."

Three days later, Ye Lingtian and Yue Fuyao approached the border of Jingchu.

"I'm afraid someone doesn't want us to enter Jingchu."

Yue Fuyao whispered, looking forward with cold eyes, a group of mysterious people holding weapons appeared.

"This must be the Third Young Master of Tianmen! I've been waiting here for a long time."

A middle-aged man holding an epee slightly clasped his fists.

"Oh? Your Excellency?"

Ye Lingtian asked with a smile.

This middle-aged man is not weak either, he is at the peak of his master's level.

"Soon, the Third Young Master will know."

The middle-aged man waved gently.

boom!

This group of mysterious people took action immediately.

Yue Fuyao rushed forward in an instant, and with a wave of his hand, a moon blade flew out.

"what......"

A burst of screams sounded, and the mysterious people were immediately cut into two pieces. The scene was extremely bloody.

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly: "There is something about the peak state of a grandmaster!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly swung his long sword and slashed at Yue Fuyao.

Yue Fuyao did not choose to confront him head-on, but decisively avoided it.

boom!

A ten-meter-long crack was instantly split on the ground.

"Fuyao, take the sword!"

Ye Lingtian waved his hand, and from the carriage, a long sword wrapped in cloth flew towards Yue Fuyao.

Yue Fuyao took the sword and a strange color flashed in her eyes. She had seen the sword wrapped in cloth before and thought it was a disaster...

"Huh? This sword...the evil-killing sword of Longhu Mountain!"

When the middle-aged man saw the long sword in Yue Fuyao's hand, his pupils shrank and there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

Yue Fuyao didn't talk nonsense and slashed out with one sword.

"Humph!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly and immediately faced him with his sword.

Click!

The next moment, the heavy sword in his hand was chopped off.

Yue Fuyao swung his sword again, and the sword energy exploded with murderous intent.

The epee broke, and the middle-aged man seemed helpless.

After more than a hundred moves.

The long sword in Yue Fuyao's hand was placed directly on the middle-aged man's neck.

Ye Lingtian stepped out of the carriage with a smile and asked, "Can you tell me who you are now? If you don't tell me, you will die!"

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "I guess the third young master will not kill me. If you touch me, Qin Jianjia will definitely die!"

"Threat?"

Ye Lingtian smiled faintly.

"It's not a threat, it's just that my master wants to make a deal with the Third Young Master."

The middle-aged man looked determined, and with Qin Jianjia as a threat, Ye Lingtian would definitely not touch him.

Stab it!

Ye Lingtian grabbed the evil-slaying sword blade and pulled it gently.

The middle-aged man's neck was cut instantly, and blood spurted out.

"you......"

His eyes widened and he looked a little confused, as if he couldn't figure out why Ye Lingtian would kill him.