The forest was not big, stepping on the thick fallen leaves on the ground, and soon Ye Haotian came to the opposite side of the forest, where he saw a temple disciple with a long sword hanging from his waist, wearing a martial artist cultivation uniform, and looking around nervously.

Seeing someone walking out of the forest, this temple disciple's hand instantly grasped the hilt of the sword, and looked Ye Haotian up and down: "Come and sign up!"

Ye Haotian smiled faintly, from the other party's reaction, he knew that he didn't know himself.

"It's better not to report it, I'm afraid that after you say my name, you won't even have the courage to raise your sword. ”

"What an arrogant tone, you dare to underestimate me!"

"It doesn't mean that. ”

Ye Haotian said calmly: "The task I received was 'through the woods and defeat the opponent', the voice you heard should be 'wait in place and defeat the opponent', right?"

"How do you know?"

The temple disciple's mood gradually stabilized, and the hand holding the sword no longer trembled.

Ye Haotian didn't answer, and at this time, a rapid scream suddenly sounded in his ears, which was a withdrawal signal from someone after touching the talisman array of the communication bamboo tube.

"I'm talking to you so much, I just don't want you to lose too quickly, and now that someone has quit first, then you should be second. ”

Without wasting any more time, Ye Haotian raised his right hand and blasted it out with a punch.

This temple disciple's face was slightly cold, and the long sword in his waist suddenly came out of its sheath, and with a piercing cold light, it rushed towards the fist that hit the opposite side, and at the same time, the spirit yuan in his body flowed, and a spirit yuan shield was released in front of him.

The sword is like a flying hong, and the shield is like a rock, this is a hard-hitting style of abandoning dodging and retreating, even if Ye Haotian's fist hits his body, with the Lingyuan shield body, he can also take the opportunity to change his move to stab the opponent, relying on this move, he defeated thirteen challengers on the Tianfeng platform.

It's just that Ye Haotian is not an ordinary cultivator.

He underestimated the power and speed of Ye Haotian's punch too much, and when he realized that something was wrong, it was too late to change his moves.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Ye Haotian's fist bypassed the Spirit Yuan Shield on the temple disciple's chest and hit him from the side on the soft underbelly, and with a cry of pain, the disciple bent down like a shrimp.

"You lost. ”

Ye Haotian put away his fist and looked down at the opponent who was squatting on the ground with his stomach covered. In the competition between cultivators, when the strength is similar, they may be able to fight dozens or even hundreds of moves, but when the difference in strength is too great, winning or losing is only in an instant.

"I didn't make a heavy move, so you haven't gotten down yet, are you pulling the exit message bamboo tube yourself, or do you let me do it for you?"

"I'll do it myself. ”

Looking up at Ye Haotian with unwilling eyes, this temple disciple's face turned pale, although he was not convinced, he also understood that the gap between his strength and Ye Haotian was too big.

"Please also ask the senior brother to leave his name. ”

Ye Haotian hesitated for a moment and said, "Ye Haotian." ”

The temple disciple on the ground was stunned, the unwillingness in his eyes quickly disappeared, and he smiled bitterly: "No wonder I will lose, it is you ......"

After speaking, he took out the communication bamboo tube from his arms and pulled the bottom bracelet.

As a sharp voice sounded, the temple disciple was wrapped in a faint layer of silvery-white brilliance, and in just a moment, a cleric rushed over and led him into the distance.

"Five hundred meters in front of the left, teleport. ”

A thick middle-aged voice sounded from the air without any emotion, Ye Haotian glanced up, smiled faintly, and walked towards the left.

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......

Qianrenfeng was used as a hospital for the hospital.

The wall where the bronze mirror was placed had fallen to the ground at some point.

The bronze mirrors on the walls have disappeared, replaced by an intricately manufactured model of a mountain range.

Twenty middle-aged priests sat around the stone wall, staring intently at the flickering and moving points of light in the rockery on the ground, and every time an area lit up, one of the priests gave instructions for the next step.

This seemingly ordinary stone wall is not a real wall, but a control hub made of dozens of precious hedrons, through which hundreds of magic circles can be controlled in the Valley of Vientiane. And this model of the mountain range is a miniature version of the Vientiane Valley.

Vientiane Valley is vast and vast, surrounded by cliffs, and thousands of temple disciples are standing on the cliffs at this time, quietly looking at the bottom of the valley.

Due to the distance and the fact that clouds and mist drifted by from time to time, ordinary disciples could only see a few hundred small dots moving in the valley when they stood on the top of the cliff, and as for their faces and clothes, they could not see clearly at all, let alone hear the conversation at the bottom of the valley.

On a boulder at the top of the cliff in the east, quicksand dressed in a white dress, quietly staring at the bottom of the valley in the morning light, Donghuang stood not far from her, his eyes wandered back and forth between the bottom of the valley and the cliff opposite, looking very bored.

"Isn't it just a ranking competition, what's so beautiful, you ran to this cliff early in the morning, what are you looking at?" finally couldn't help it, Donghuang couldn't help but complain.

"I didn't let you come, you can go whenever you want, no one will stop you. Quicksand's voice was as cold and indifferent as ever.

Donghuang smiled and said, "Don't I like you, junior sister, does what you promised me half a year ago still count?"

Quicksand turned his head to look at Donghuang, and there was a look of doubt in his beautiful eyes.

"Why, did you forget? Didn't you say that after the Chengtian Festival, you would go to Southern Xinjiang with me?" said the Eastern Emperor, his eyes widened exaggeratedly, and he raised his voice.

"It's you who want to go to southern Xinjiang, I don't think I agreed, right?" said Quicksand frowned impatiently.

"Why didn't you agree? The wolf god was also present at the time! He can testify!"

The Eastern Emperor argued.

Quicksand's eyes became strange: "If you're just looking for something to say, I advise you to keep your mouth shut." ”

"Uh...... Well, I'll admit it, I'm at a loss, but don't you feel bored when you stand here early in the morning without saying a word? What the hell are you looking at?"

Donghuang jumped to his feet and looked at the bottom of the valley.

Quicksand's gaze also returned to the bottom: "Alone. ”

"Who?"

"Ye Haotian. ”

"The first guy to pass the Inner Sanctum test?"

"Yes. ”

"What's there to see about him......? You can't take a fancy to him, do you?" Donghuang squinted at the quicksand vigilantly, trying to see something on her face.

"Can you not be so bored?" Quicksand glanced at Donghuang helplessly, "I just feel like I've seen him somewhere before." ”

"His cultivation is less than the four realms, such a little shrimp can also make you remember?"

Donghuang said disdainfully: "Besides, except for cultivation, you rarely go out of the temple, and even the celebrations of the major sects rarely participate, but he is a freshman this year, not a refugee from the north." ”

"North?

Quicksand's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up: "It's in the north, outside Maple Leaf City, he is the one that Natasha wants to capture desperately!"

Sasha...... Phew, I mean what did that witch do with him?" Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, the Eastern Emperor hurriedly changed his words.

"Although I don't know the reason, the person she likes shouldn't be so simple. Quicksand muttered.