Chapter 242: Today's Xuanwu, You Can Be King!

Outside the Xuanwu Mountains.

Everyone, including Hai Wuliang and Guiguzi, stared at the mirror hanging in the sky!

The audience was stunned and silent!

No one could have imagined that the silver-haired young man who killed Yun Qing would be fighting against Long Xing, who knew his fate at the ninth order.

Still, there was only one trick!

And this move has completely defeated Long Xing!

All of them were left with one idea. Perhaps, this arrogant silver-haired boy has no fear from beginning to end!

Perhaps, when he killed Yun Qing, he never thought about the consequences! Because, in the Xuanwu Mountain Range, no one could put him to death!

With this subtle realm, among the many geniuses who know their fate, they are at ease, and even rampant!

Xuanxin, Haitian, Zidian, or Jiang Cheng? Hehe! How could they, when they knew the fifth order, have such a feat?

It is no exaggeration to say that Ye Zhiqiu is definitely the first demon in the history of the Xuanwu Dynasty!

Whether it is the contemporary three masters, or the previous generations, none of them are as amazing and glamorous as Ye Zhiqiu!

And Hai Wuliang and Xuan Ye glanced at each other, their faces were so gloomy that they almost dripped water!

They looked at Guiguzi with a smile on their faces, and their hearts were mixed!

As for Guiguzi, he looked at the handsome silver-haired young man in the Zixiao Mirror with a deep smile, and muttered to himself:

"The son can be taught, and now Xuanwu, you can be the king!"

When Hai Wuliang heard this, his heart was not a taste, and he actually gave birth to a trace of jealousy, and said:

"Senior Guigu, this is inappropriate, my Zong Haitian is not necessarily worse than him, right?"

Seeing this, Xuan Ye also said:

"Yes, Guigu senior, I can't see anything, the ninth order of a dynasty's fate can't be compared with the children of my sect!"

Hearing the words of the two, Guiguzi shook his head and stopped talking!

And the Yao Sword Fairy also looked at the silver-haired young man in the purple mirror, and there was a flash of inspiration under the light veil, as if he had made some decision!

Ziyunyi sighed, but didn't make a sound!

After a few breaths of silence, the audience finally boiled!

"One move! Kill the first person of the Dragon Teng Dynasty in seconds! This Ye Zhiqiu, how many hole cards do you have?"

"It's unbelievable that a fifth-order knower is so strong!"

"Long Xing, it's comparable to the early stage of the Earth King Realm, and it can't even withstand one move!"

"Demon! Only a demon can describe it!"

......

At this moment, in the audience, the most gratifying thing was the Night Lonely City, he also stared at the high-spirited silver-haired young man in the purple mirror, his nose was not sour, and he sighed in his heart:

"Brother Nantian, after this big competition, Qiu'er will definitely become famous in Xuanwu, he has inherited your and her talents, and even surpassed!"

"If you are here, you will not regret it!"

But, if you want to say that the most depressed person must be the steward of the Nagalou Chamber of Commerce, he clearly remembers that Ye Zhiqiu pressed 1,000 high-grade Xuanshi!

"How is this good? This young man, did he have a mind from the beginning? It was too deep, too deep to hide!"

The white-clothed steward of the Jialou Chamber of Commerce seems to be dozens of years old, and his mood is extremely low!

10,000 top-grade Xuanshi, the Tajialou Chamber of Commerce can naturally take it out, but it will inevitably hurt his muscles and bones! If Ye Zhiqiu wins the first place, his position as a steward will be lost!

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In the Xuanwu Mountains, there is a spiritual stream somewhere between the mountains and rivers.

Jiudao Qianying stared at the silver-haired young man in the purple mirror, with mixed feelings!

"Childe, it turns out that you don't need Xiaoxue's care all the time!

Qian Jiangxue looked at Ye Zhiqiu affectionately, and the worries in her heart gradually let go!

"At this moment, I have determined that it must be you who saved me that day!"

Fairy Yuqiong also sighed, as if she was a little lost!

......

The Basalt Mountains, somewhere in front of a waterfall.

"Ye Zhiqiu, you really have two brushes! But, I have the combat power at the peak of this land king realm! That dragon is just a rabble!"

Haitian looked at the high-altitude mirror, still confident!

......

The Xuanwu Mountains, on top of a steep mountain.

"Hehe! The person who dares to kill my cousin is naturally a bit of a trick, but this is not enough!"

Xuanxin stood with his hands in his hands, and his breath was transcendent!

......

The Xuanwu Mountains, outside a cave.

"Ye Zhiqiu, you really didn't disappoint me! But this time, I, Jiang Cheng, will definitely be ashamed!"

Jiang Cheng's eyes were full of battle and he was extremely excited!

......

The Xuanwu Mountains, in the basin where Ye Zhiqiu is located.

"Hahaha! Ye Zhiqiu, you are really strong! Outrageously strong! I am long! Defeated!"

After half a pillar of incense, Long Xing regained his senses and laughed maniacally, as if he was not a little lonely!

But Ye Zhiqiu didn't have any intention of moving, he said coldly:

"You Dragon Teng Dynasty, why are you bothering me with the Falling Moon Dynasty?"

Hearing this, Long Xing's face softened slightly, as if he had fallen into a memory, and a touch of respect flashed on his face.

"My master Tianxing, that is, the leader of the last Tiandu Battle! He once told me that the Falling Moon Dynasty is very strong!"

As soon as these words came out, Ye Zhiqiu's complexion changed greatly, and his emotions were finally lifted like ocean waves, and he said excitedly:

"What? Who is your master? Has it ever had anything to do with my Falling Moon Dynasty? In the last session, my dynasty was counted down!"

When the words fell, Long Xing chuckled twice and recalled:

"Fifteen years ago, my master met a young child of the Falling Moon Dynasty!"

"That, it's a genius kid, and even, it's no worse than you Ye Zhiqiu!"

"It's this person, he, who defeated my master Tianxing!"

"At that time, he only made three moves!"

Ye Zhiqiu was completely shocked by these words, a bold idea popped up in his heart, and he hurriedly rushed forward and asked:

"Did that genius kid from the Falling Moon Dynasty leave a name?"

Seeing Ye Zhiqiu's gaffe, Long Xing realized that the situation seemed to be wrong, and he said slowly:

"My master told me that person's name is Ye Nantian!"

Rumble!

Ye Zhiqiu's sea of knowledge exploded, his eyes were a little bitter, and his nose was a little sweet and sour.

This was the first time he had heard from his father, even though it was fifteen years ago, it still made Ye Zhiqiu excited!

In the last Tiandu competition, his father Ye Nantian missed it! However, he only used three moves to defeat the last leader Tianxing!

His father, Ye Nantian, is a well-deserved leader!

Now, fifteen years later, Ye Nantian's son Ye Zhiqiu has not missed this unprecedented prosperity!

"Father, the heavens are fighting for supremacy!

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were like torches, and he secretly made up his mind in his heart, and he was extremely eager for this first position!

After being silent for a moment, Ye Zhiqiu took a deep breath, looked at the sky from afar, and said in a deep voice:

"The man you're talking about is my father!"

And Long Xing, who heard this, obviously didn't react, and was stunned for three breaths, and actually laughed again.

"Hahaha! My master lost to your father!"

"Now, I've lost to you again!

After laughing, the first person of the Dragon Dynasty actually shed bitter tears!

Unwillingness, self-deprecation, and regret are all mixed with tears.

After a few breaths.

Long Xing seemed to have figured out something, and his face regained its brightness again!

"Ye Zhiqiu, you are very strong! It can even be said that today's Xuanwu, in the same realm, you can be called the king!"

"But, I'm going to do it, and I'll never admit defeat!"