On the day of the Genius Martial Arts Meeting.

The major forces all rushed to the Evergreen Grassland martial arts competition venue with their geniuses.

It was very difficult to qualify, and only the top five hundred monks in the Bloodline Clan could participate.

There are as many as a million monks who can come to the scene to watch the martial arts meeting.

Looking at the crowds of people around him, Lu Yongqing looked at Ye Changan and said with a smile: "Zhang Beidou was a young man back then, but in the end he was easily defeated by you, I originally planned to catch the crazy wolf, but I didn't expect to be made a big fuss by him." ”

Ye Changan glanced at Zhang Beidou, who was telling his apprentice, and looked around again, "Among these million monks, I don't know how many blood clans are hidden. ”

"We need to find the Blood Father as soon as possible!"

Tong An'an flew into the air, stood in front of Ye Changan, and said with a smile: "That kid from Meng'an came to me a few days ago and asked me to treat a girl, what's the matter, when will Jiuyemen have a happy event?"

Ye Changan looked at Ye Meng'an in the field below and smiled lightly, "Young people's affairs, let them handle it themselves." ”

on the ground.

Han Mei pulled Han Ling'er, kept looking at the other participating geniuses, and said excitedly:

"Sister, look, those are the four personal disciples of Ye Changan's predecessors!"

Han Ling'er's eyes fell on Xia Wan'er, and she couldn't help but say with envy: "Senior Sister Xia Wan'er is the first in the blood clan!"

"She's my idol. ”

Ye Meng'an was stunned, "Do you want to get to know Senior Sister Wan'er?"

Han Ling'er smiled and shook her head, "A character like Senior Sister Xia Wan'er, where can we get to know each other." ”

"However, Senior Brother Meng'an, if you can get a good ranking, maybe you have a chance to get to know her. ”

Han Mei frowned and looked around, "Do you know which one is my idol Ye Meng'an?"

"After a while, Senior Brother Meng'an, if you meet my idol, you don't know how embarrassing it is, two people with the same name and surname. ”

Ye Mengan's face was a little embarrassed, "Actually, I... I have something to do with you..."

"Silence!"

Suddenly, Yu Qingfeng appeared in the center of the venue and said loudly:

"After the battle some time ago, everyone present has understood the cruelty of the battle!"

Yu Qingfeng paused, "Let me tell you, instead of the Blood Clan's rebellion being controlled, the situation has become more severe!"

"Therefore, the top ten players can choose to apprentice to Youming Mountain, Feixue Saintess, Lu Yongqing, Qianming, Zhen Qiang, the five immortal predecessors, and Ye Chang'an, the master of the Nine Leaves Gate. ”

As soon as these words came out, the monks present were boiling.

Many monks hammered their thighs hard, "I really hate that I didn't perform well in the battle to purge the blood clan, and I missed such a big opportunity!"

For the geniuses who are about to participate in the competition, it is extremely exciting.

Most of them have their own sects, but this does not prevent them from worshipping immortal masters as teachers.

There are also some casual cultivations, and their eyes are shining.

Han Ling'er whispered in Ye Meng'an's ear: "If you really enter the top ten, who do you plan to worship as a teacher?"

Ye Meng'an shook his head, "I have a master." ”

Han Mei said angrily: "Can your master still be able to compare to the immortal master?"

"It's so annoying," Han Mei was unhappy, and said angrily: "Which one is my idol Ye Meng'an." ”

Ye Mengan chuckled and spoke, "You treat me as the real Ye Meng'an." ”

Han Mei lightly hammered her fist on Ye Meng'an's arm, "Just like you, when you meet my idol, you should quickly admit defeat." ”

"Contestants enter!"

Hearing the voice, Ye Mengan nodded at Han Ling'er and Han Mei, "I'll go first." ”

"Come on!"

Han Ling'er smiled lightly, looking at Ye Meng'an's back, her expression gradually became lost.

Han Mei sighed, "Sister, don't worry, there will be a cure for your illness." ”

"I'll go and see Tong An'an in a while, and ask her to help you treat. ”

As he spoke, he saw a shadow fall in front of him.

The person who came was a woman, wearing a purple robe, and looked like a little girl.

"Senior sister, are you in trouble?" Han Ling'er smiled politely.

Tong An'an looked at Han Ling'er carefully, and looked at Han Ling'er with fiery eyes for a long time.

Han Mei frowned, "This senior sister, you have been staring at my sister, it's rude to show that, right?"

"Yes, it's really good," Tong An'an praised, "Your physique is quite special, and every time you cultivate, you will feel as if your meridians are about to tear." ”

Han Ling'er's face was full of surprise, "How do you know?"

Tong Anan smiled slightly, "To cure your disease, the most difficult thing is that any medicinal herb, the medicinal power may break through your meridians." ”

"It's not difficult to cure, with a few gentle pills, you can be cured in half a month. ”

"It's just that the medicinal herbs are very precious..."

Han Mei said excitedly, "As long as we can cure my sister, no matter how expensive it is, we will be willing to do it!"

Tong Anan shook his head and smiled mysteriously, "It's better like this, I have a nephew, as long as you promise to be his fiancée, I..."

"No way!"

Han Ling'er directly refused, shook her head and said, "There is Senior Sister Lao, I won't agree to this matter." ”

"Oh?" Tong An'an seemed to smile, "Could it be that he has a sweetheart?"

"Is that the kid who just played?"

A flush appeared on Han Ling'er's pale face, "This senior sister, please don't ask me about my private affairs." ”

Tong An'an's face turned cold, "I'm a person from Immortal Valley, and my nephew is also one of the geniuses of Immortal Valley, which one can compare to that kid just now?"

When Han Mei heard Tong An'an's words, she was instantly unhappy.

"Look at how beautiful you are, why are you talking so disgusting!"

Han Mei pulled Han Ling'er over and said disdainfully: "Immortal Valley is amazing, I don't believe that no one can save my sister except Immortal Valley." ”

Tong Anxin already knew it, and said with a smile: "Very good, I am very satisfied with this answer." ”

"What if I tell you that I am Tong An'an, the master of the Immortal Valley, and the nephew I am talking about is Ye Meng'an, the young master of the Nine Leaves Sect?"

"Don't you want to?"

Han Meizi trembled, and a flash of fear flashed in her eyes, "Don't talk nonsense!"

But Tong An'an's eyes were sincere, and he stared at Han Ling'er, "Have you thought about it, if it weren't for your physique to assist my nephew's cultivation, I wouldn't have taken a fancy to you." ”

"Marrying into the Nine Leaves Sect, you are the wife of the young sect master, is this kind of thing as good as your liking for the kid just now?"

Han Linger pulled Han Mei back slowly, hugged her fists and said:

"Senior Tong An'an, our sisters are very weak, but my answer remains the same. ”

As she spoke, Han Ling'er's eyes turned red, and she pulled Han Mei around, "Let's go." ”

"Wait, hey~" Tong An'an was anxious, "I haven't finished speaking, what are you going to do, I'll tease you." ”

"Are you really leaving?"

Tong Anan hurriedly grabbed the two sisters and said with a smile: "Don't tease you, it's that kid who looked for me just now and said that I would help you heal." ”

Han Ling'er was stunned, "Senior, did you say that Ye Mengan found you?"

This time it was Tong An'an's turn to be stunned, "Do you know that his name is Ye Meng'an?"

Tong Anan died of embarrassment, so didn't he act like a fool just now?

Han Ling'er nodded, "Senior, although I don't know what price he paid to ask you to help me treat my illness, but I know that the price must be a lot, can you please return it to him? ”

Han Mei sighed, her sister is still like this, always thinking about others first.

"Senior Tong An'an," Han Mei hugged her fists, "Do you really know Ye Meng'an, the young master of the Nine Leaves Sect?"

Han Mei smiled, "My sister doesn't want to, I do, I can marry the young master of Jiuyemen, Ye Mengan is my idol." ”

Tong An'an already counted in his heart, and smiled mysteriously, "Little girl, I'm afraid you don't have a chance." ”

At this time, the competition on the field has begun.

Fifty champions have already entered the arena, and in the end, the champions left in each ring are the top fifty in this competition.

Among the top 50, a competition will be conducted to determine the specific ranking.

Xia Wan'er, Yu Yusi, Yu Yugan, and Yu Qiantu respectively became the champions, and this scene made the music of Yu Mingshan, who was watching from above, blossom.

"I knew that it was absolutely right to hand over these three boys to you Ye Changan as an apprentice!"

Ye Changan was watching Ye Mengan's ring.

Ye Meng'an's name is resounding, and there are very few people who have seen him.

So there were still a lot of challenges at the beginning.

But after the three of them were defeated by Ye Meng'an with one move, no one dared to challenge him easily.

Tong An'an saw Han Ling'er staring at Ye Meng'an's ring, and suddenly smiled: "Have you ever thought that if he is really Ye Meng'an, the young master of the Nine Leaves Sect?"

Han Ling's son trembled, and a trace of inferiority appeared in his eyes, "Don't hide it from your seniors, when you came to ask me just now, I had a guess." ”

Han Mei was stunned for a long time when she heard this, before she looked at Tong An'an, "Senior, you shouldn't be joking, right?"

Tong Anan smiled slightly, and a touch of pride flashed in his eyes, "That's right, he is the young master of the Nine Leaves Sect, Ye Meng'an." ”

Han Mei's face changed greatly, "I didn't bully him a lot along the way, he is my idol, I... I don't have the face to see him!"

Han Ling'er had a bitter face.

Understanding Han Ling'er's face, Tong An'an gently took her hand, "Your illness can be cured, and besides, Meng'an is not the kind of person who pays attention to you." ”

Han Ling'er's face blushed, "But my talent is very poor, and I am not worthy of him." ”

"Admit it, haha," Tong Anan grabbed Han Ling'er, "Don't think too much, let it be." ”

Zhang Beidou's personal disciple is called Nie Yun.

Like Zhang Beidou, he is very good-looking, better looking than most women.

He wears a white robe, constantly defeats his opponents, and his strength is really not weak.

In fact, because the age of this group of geniuses is generally not very old, their highest cultivation level is the beginning of the True Dragon Realm.

When Ye Changan was in that session, there were several True Dragon Realm Nine Layers.

However, the spells they cultivated and the experience of fighting were really not weak.

The overall strength is a small level stronger than that of the older generation in the same realm.

Time flies quickly, and fifty champions have been produced.

The next contest is what millions of monks are most concerned about!

The first game was a tough match, Ye Changan's eldest apprentice, Xia Wan'er, against a leader in the loose cultivation, a first-level monk in the True Dragon Realm-Ge Ping.

The two of them are quite cultivated, and the next battle must be fierce!

"Senior sister, come on!" Yu Yusi raised his fist and laughed: "Senior sister, if you lose, you will be embarrassed to the master!"

Hearing this, Xia Wan'er's expression was shocked, and she actually took out her magic weapon long sword.

Yu Yu Si was stunned, "Senior sister used a sword, as for it?"

Yu Yu glanced at Ge Ping willingly, "Or is it because you said that if Senior Sister loses, you will disgrace Master." ”

"When it comes to Master, Senior Sister is not sloppy at all. ”

Ge Ping is an ordinary-oriented man who looks like a farmer.

His weapon is also very strange, it turns out to be a pair of metal fists.

Ye Changan stood high in the air, and suddenly became interested, "This Ge Ping turned out to be a body refining cultivator. ”

Ge Ping had no surface, and hugged his fists at Xia Wan'er, "Senior Sister Xia, please advise." ”

When the words landed, he kicked his legs and rushed towards Xia Wan'er, the speed was as fast as flying with spiritual power.

Xia Wan'er's face was solemn, and the long sword in her hand stabbed out, and in the next moment, she saw a sword shadow in the sky.

"Silver Frost Sword Technique, the first style, frost all over the sky!"