"Is that what you mean or is that the Flying Moon? ”

Zhuo Ren's sudden questioning made Ye Feiyang stunned. After a moment, he came back to his senses and said tepidly:

"Brother Zhuo, what do you mean, do you think Feiyue is not worthy of you?"

"Brother Ye is wrong, I just don't want Feiyue to be a little difficult..."Zhuo Ren was surprised and delighted, and a lilac shadow flashed in his heart in an instant.

"Little Brother Zhuo, don't be angry, if the little girl is unwilling, she will naturally not mention this matter to you. Ye Zhentian looked at the atmosphere and said with a smile:

"Look, that young man is the son of Ye Lao Liu, and it seems that he has also broken through the middle stage of refining, which is not bad, it seems to be called Feiyun. ”

Zhuo Ren looked at the high platform, and a young man with clear eyebrows won the competition easily.

"Uncle Ye, it's not that he is unwilling, but he is from a humble background, and his family is poor, so I am afraid that he is not worthy of Feiyue's daughter's body, besides, if Feiyue is half reluctant, he will definitely not dare to blaspheme in the slightest. Zhuo Ren thought about it, and said neither humble nor arrogant.

"Brother Zhuo, you don't know Feiyue's mind at all, since I met you, Feiyue has suffered from gains and losses during this time, moody, and almost went to Wanzhang Valley for you, she was not like this before. Ye Feiyang frowned and said calmly.

Zhuo Ren was dumbfounded, his heart trembled, Ye Feiyue looked at him with a slight emotion, and his admiration for Ye Feiyue was getting stronger, in the face of this, Zhuo Ren subconsciously felt that he was not worthy of Feiyue, and he had an innate inferiority complex.

"Feiyue also nodded and agreed, plus the mining right is very important to my family, so I can't be sloppy at all. Ye Zhentian also said in a deep voice on the side. The matter of the mining rights of the Purple Xuanmai is indeed the top priority of the Ye family, and the two percent of the Purple Xuanshi may directly determine the future development and prosperity of the Ye family.

"Little Brother Zhuo is a young talent, and he is strong in Taoism, and it is more than enough to match my Ye family Feiyue" Ye Zhentian said more and more loudly.

Zhuo Ren's face was slightly red, he touched his slippery head and said with a smile:

"It will take another four months to become an adult, and this matter is very important, and it has not been mentioned to my mother, which is unfilial..."

"I said Brother Zhuo, you just say whether you want to or not, where do you still look like a man. It's just that you can get engaged first, and you can choose an auspicious day to get married, what's the hurry. Ye Feiyang interrupted Zhuo Ren's words and said directly.

"Thank you Uncle Ye and Brother Ye" Zhuo Ren was overjoyed, got up and saluted the Ye family's father and son.

The battle on the high platform was also in full swing at the moment.

"Ye Jiaye Feixue, Zhanjiang Jiajiang has no trace"

The loud voice was heard across the attic and up the stairs around it.

"You say, Ye Feixue can survive a few moves under Jiang Gongzi"

"It's hard to say, Ye Feixue is not simple, but the ending must be Jiang Gongzi win"

"This Ye Feixue is also a stunning beauty, look at that figure and face, the best. ”

"You don't want to die, so loudly, this Ye Feixue is the daughter of Ye Zhenguang's immortals. ”

"It's so far away, who can hear it, but it's really beautiful. ”

"Have you seen Ye Feiyue, it's halfway through this, and I haven't seen the beauty in my heart yet, and I haven't seen her in the attic of the Ye family, it's a pity. ”

Zhuo Ren pulled his gaze back to the high platform, but his divine sense covered every corner of the entire training ground, and there were whispers on the stairs around him.

"Qiu'er, the next battle is for you to fight Jiang Wuji, Jiang Wuji should be stronger than the Wu family kid, can you be sure?" In an attic, a majestic middle-aged man said sharply to Leng Qiu.

"Father, the child should do his best. Leng Qiu stared straight at the high platform and whispered.

"As long as you win Jiang Wuji, there shouldn't be much suspense about getting the first place, with the identity of this disciple of the Shenyue Sect, tomorrow I will go to the Ye family with a heavy gift for my father, and I think Ye Zhentian should not refuse. The majestic man said lightly. Leng Qiu has pursued the Ye family girl for many years, but she has not been able to get favor, so she still has to leave her old face to propose.

Leng Qiu's face was overjoyed when he heard this, and he looked at Jiang Wuji on the high platform, and his eyes burst out with fierce battle intent.

"Chiba Shadow"

Ye Feixue snorted, the white sword shadow in her hand flew over, and the white sword qi scattered along with the dance...

Zhuo Ren was stunned, when he first met Ye Feiyue, Ye Feiyue used this trick to resist the four Jiang family dead soldiers and kill two of them.

"Breaking the waves of the Yangtze River"

Jiang Wuji, who was dressed in black, shouted violently, his momentum rose in vain, and the big knife in his hand slashed.

"Ping Pong"

"Bang Dang"

The big sword directly split the white sword shadow, Ye Feixue resisted with a horizontal sword, and the power of the big sword was undiminished and slashed heavily on the white long sword, the long sword was overwhelmed, and it broke into two in an instant, and the tip of the sword fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Ye Feixue looked at the short sword blankly, with a look of disbelief. This is the Xuantie Sword that my father brought from the Shenyue Sect three years ago, and it was broken like this.

"Bang"

At the moment when the big knife cut off the long sword and Ye Feixue was sluggish, Jiang Wuji suddenly changed his move, the big knife turned into a slap, and the back of the knife slammed into Ye Feixue's chest.

Ye Feixue was like a kite with a broken string, shooting backwards in embarrassment, and landed heavily on the high platform.

"Poof"

Ye Feixue spat out a mouthful of muffled blood and passed out.

Jiang stood straight on the stage without a trace, dressed in black fluttering in the wind, exuding a trace of strong demeanor for a while. If it is the same move, that knife may directly kill Ye Feixue, this is Ye Zhenguang's daughter, Ye Zhenguang is the same as Jiang Zhiqiu, he is the elder of the Shenyue Sect, and he is a supernatural Dao method, Jiang Wuji categorically killed him in front of everyone, but he didn't want to let go of the Ye family easily.

"Jiangjiajiang has no trace. ”

As Ye Feixue sucked motionless, Jiang Zhichun announced the result, Ye Zhentian's face was slightly gloomy, and he ordered:

"Feiyang, bring the snow back"

When Ye Feiyang heard this, his body moved, turning into a light blue phantom and instantly appeared on the high platform.

"Elder Jiang"

Ye Feiyang saluted Jiang Zhiqiu lightly, and then picked up Ye Feixue and turned into a blue-green afterimage and returned to the attic.

"Who is that, who can fly. ”

......

"It seems to have flown out of the Ye family's attic"

......

"Ye Feiyang, you don't know, that's a rare genius in Jiangling City in a hundred years, and he was brought back by the Shenyue Sect at a young age. ”

......

"It's amazing, we didn't have time to see it before we flew back to the attic"

......

"I only see a pale blue shadow."

......

Ye Feiyang's back and forth caused an uproar on the stairs around him, and the people suddenly talked about it, and many young girls looked at the attic where the Ye family was located from time to time.

"Father, Feixue has no worries about her life for the time being, it's just that it only hurts her lungs and needs a long time to recuperate. Ye Feiyang took Ye Feixue back to the attic, investigated, and said to Ye Zhentian.

"What a ruthless method, hmph, knowing that the Flying Snow realm is inferior, the moment the long sword is broken, there is no fighting intent at all, he has already won and has to play such a heavy hand. Ye Zhentian's eyes were cold, and he shouted angrily.

Zhuo Ren also looked thoughtfully at Jiang Wuji on the high platform.

"Jiangjiajiang has no trace to fight against the cold autumn of the city lord's mansion"

There were two completely different figures standing on the high platform at this time, Jiang Wuxian who was dressed in black and holding a big knife, and Leng Qiu who was dressed in white and holding a white spear.

"Jiang Wuxi, I must win this battle. It's better to..."Leng Qiu looked at Jiang Wuji and said lightly.

Hearing this, Jiang Wuji interrupted Leng Qiu's words with a sneer:

"Joke, for today, I have been carefully preparing for three years, and you want me to give up with a word. ”

"In that case, let's fight," Leng Qiu said lightly.

"Gun Sweep Thunder"

Leng Qiu snorted coldly, and the spear in his hand rolled out, pointing at Jiang Wuji with a powerful might.

"Breaking the waves of the Yangtze River"

Jiang Wuji calmly and unhurriedly, slashed towards Leng Qiu with a knife. He used this trick to hit Ye Feixue hard.

"Jiang Wuji, you will only have this one move, and then take me another move," Leng Qiu mocked.

"Roc spreads its wings"

Leng Qiu's spear bent sharply, turning into a full moon and bending the bow and shooting away...

"Boom Boom..."

"Bang bang..."

Countless swords and spears bloomed on the high platform, and in a moment, the two of them had already passed hundreds of moves.

"Bang"

Both of them threw a heavy punch and knocked each other back several feet away.

The two of them stood in the distance, Leng Qiu was violent, and the white spear in his hand gradually emitted a trace of dragon groans:

"Jiang Wuji, if you can take my move, I will give up the position of champion"

"The Dragon Goes to Sea"

Jiang Wuji, who was not far away, changed his complexion slightly, and his momentum also exploded suddenly, and the big knife in his hand rattled.

"Knife Mountain and Sea of Blood"

......

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"That is the heavy treasure of the City Lord's Mansion, the Canglong Spear, which is said to be refined from the muscles and bones of the Jiaolong Mysterious Beast. Ye Feiyang saw Zhuo Ren staring at the spear in Leng Qiu's hand with interest, and explained.

Zhuo Ren looked at the two people on the high platform with relish, both of them were cultivators in the late stage of body refining, although there was no Xuan Qi blessing, the power of the move was greatly reduced. And Zhuo Ren was able to borrow the power of the divine sword as a mysterious power during the refining period, and the terrifying sword moves he issued far exceeded those of cultivators in the same realm. At this moment, looking at the sword light and sword shadow on the high platform, his heart is naturally like water, and there is no fluctuation.

"Boom"

The tip of the white spear in Leng Qiu was tightly pressed against Jiang Wuji's neck, and beads of sweat the size of beans quickly oozed from Jiang Wuji's pale forehead.

Jiang Wuji's broadsword stopped on top of Leng Qiu's head. Leng Qiu's feet couldn't help but tremble slightly...

"In this game, count the two of you as tied, this time make an exception, the old man will take the two of you into the Divine Moon Sect together..."

Zhuo Ren could see at a glance that Leng Qiu and Jiang Wuji were stopped by an invisible layer of mysterious power, otherwise, I am afraid that the two of them would have died together.

As soon as Jiang Zhiqiu's words came out, the audience boiled, and bursts of cheers erupted in the attics of the Jiang family and the City Lord's Mansion, and the attics and stairs around them suddenly chanted.

In the attic to the east, a middle-aged man with a majestic face gradually stretched his tense expression, and turned into a touch of joy for a moment.

In the attic on the north side, a man in black who was three points similar to Jiang Zhichun stood up violently and nodded lightly towards Jiang Wuxian on the high platform.

Only the attic on the west side was quiet, and Wu Yang, who they had high hopes for, was defeated by Leng Qiu, and looked at the high platform, with a faint sense of resentment.

Ye Zhentian's expression did not change, and he sat in the attic with an expressionless face and sipping tea. Ye Feixue's matter made him annoyed for a while, and he also hated Jiang Wuxian for a while.

Zhuo Ren was unwavering, he was only interested in that Jiang Zhichun now, and the last hand he revealed, Zhuo Ren faintly deduced that this should be a strong man in the middle of Huang Xuan.