Donghuang glanced at her, opened his mouth and said nothing. Because he doesn't know what to do...... Didn't I see it? He couldn't afford to lose that man.

At the same time, the faces of many of the temple masters hidden in the crowd also became unsightly.

"Du Xichun actually passed the Four Realms? Why can't I see it! He obviously only has the late stage of the Three Realms. ”

The purple-clothed young man in front of the grass shed stared at Du Xichun and said with difficulty.

The old man on the side didn't know when two fine lights poured out in his eyes that were completely inconsistent with his age, he sighed, and said: "He is a cultivator in the early stage of the Four Realms, but he has a divine sense perception above the middle stage of the Six Realms, Cai, except for Cai, I really can't think of a more suitable word to describe him." ”

Hearing this, the purple-clothed young man changed color and said, "In the middle of the Six Realms, you are, Ye Hao's perception is so strong that it ......"

The old man bowed slightly, and said with some shame: "Xiliang Dead Warrior has a secret method that can cover up the true cultivation, and no one under the Six Realms can see through it, even if it is me, I only noticed it after listening to Ye Hao's words...... I'm ashamed. ”

The young man in purple was stunned.

Generally speaking, cultivators with high realms can easily see through the cultivation strength of cultivators with low realms, this old man, as the hall master of the Xuan Palace, has already reached the peak of the Six Realms, and even the Xiliang secret method that he can deceive was actually seen through by Ye Hao at a glance, which made the purple-clothed young man not be surprised.

"Enough. ”

Du Xichun was silent for a moment, looked at Ye Hao with admiration, and reached out to hold the hilt of the broad sword at his waist.

At this time, his action made everyone understand that he had accepted this duel.

"Why!"

A voice of anger and incomprehension rang out at this moment.

Long Eighteen looked at Du Xichun, his chest rose and fell violently: "What kind of hatred do you have with Ye Hao? Why do you want to kill him? If you don't know, I will be the first to oppose this duel!"

Long Eighteen has a straightforward temperament, Du Xichun took the initiative to withdraw from the competition before, and let him enter the top ten, and the eighteenth young man who was moved by this kindness had already regarded him as a brother.

I don't care about this ranking tournament, it's just to pretend to be 13 for the sake of face.

Now that less than half an hour has passed, the brother he just recognized is about to duel with Ye Hao, or a battle of life and death, which makes Eighteen Shao how can he bear it. If he didn't ask why, he would go crazy.

Du Xichun looked at the emotional Long Eighteen calmly and said, "You don't need to be grateful to me, everything I did was to get close to Ye Hao and find an opportunity to kill him." It's just a coincidence that I quit when I fight against you, and I will deliberately lose if I am anyone, because then I can maintain my strength. Originally, I thought that Ye Hao would be seriously injured after getting the first place, and at that time I would take the opportunity to get close and kill him when I cared about him, but unfortunately I couldn't do it, which made me feel sorry. ”

"But you still haven't answered why I want to kill Ye Hao!"

Long Eighteen's eyes were bloodshot and roared at Du Xichun.

Du Xichun's eyes fell on Ye Hao.

"On a rainy night not long ago, a Four Realms cultivator died in an alley in Anyang City, and that person was also surnamed Du. ”

Long Eighteen and most of the people who heard this sentence didn't understand who Du Xichun was, the cultivation sects in Anyang City were gathered, and someone would die in a duel every moment, but Ye Hao knew that that person was the man in black who assassinated him in the rainy night.

It's just that he can feel Du Xichun's killing intent towards him, but he doesn't know his relationship with the man in black.

"He is my uncle, my parents died when I was a child, it was he who brought me up and taught me to learn swords, without him, I died thirteen years ago, Ye Hao killed my uncle, I want to avenge him. ”

There was a resurgence of chatter.

Uncle treats me like a son, and the father avenges the son, which is already righteous, even if the gods come in person, they will not feel that there is anything wrong with Du Xichun's approach.

"Is it true? You killed his uncle?"

Long Eighteen turned his head to look at Ye Hao and shouted.

Ye Hao nodded slightly.

"Why!"

For Du Xichun, Long Eighteen never wanted to see him and Ye Hao working hard.

"Don't you think your questions are a bit too much? ”

Ye Hao said lightly.

He didn't want to mention what happened that day and night, after entering Anyang, he kept a low profile everywhere, but there were more and more troubles, and now he was ready to make a splash, since someone wanted to kill him, then he should die, how can there be so many reasons for the struggle between cultivators, and there are not a few people who fight or even fight for their lives because of a disagreement?

"Wait, you can't fight!"

Long Eighteen still wanted to stop it, but Du Xichun suddenly pressed his hand on his shoulder, and said with a serious expression: "Only now did I understand that Ye Hao is stronger than I imagined, to kill him, this is the best opportunity, and the last chance, I will not give up, and I can't give up." ”

After these few words, the aura on Du Xichun's body changed suddenly, and a violent and domineering murderous aura broke out of his body, and Long Eighteen suddenly felt an invisible force pouring into his body along his shoulders, and where he passed, his limbs and arms were instantly paralyzed, as if he was petrified and froze in the curtain.

"This is my sect's pulse interception technique, and you can act after a stick of incense. ”

No longer looking at Long Eighteen, who was almost spewing fire in his eyes, Du Xichun walked past him and came to stand ten meters in front of Ye Hao.

"I have never admired others, especially cultivators of the same age, and in my sect, my fellow disciples have given me a title. ”

After a pause, Du Xichun continued: "If you are not injured in the same realm, you may be able to defeat me, but your injuries are too serious, so you will die...... However, I still admire you. ”

At the last word of the road, Du Xichun took out his sword.

Du Xichun's expression was very calm, with a coldness in his eyes that disregarded everything.

His sword was equally calm and cold.

As the broad sword at his waist came out of its sheath, a suffocating aura of death instantly froze the air around him.

Several temple disciples who were close to him suddenly sensed it, and they couldn't help but retreat one after another, and everyone's face had a horror that could only be born when facing a threat of death.

With Du Xichun's feet as the center, the grass and wildflowers on the surface of the surrounding area of more than ten meters quickly dried up, and the water in the petals of the grass blades instantly evaporated into water vapor as if it had been burned by fire, making this space distorted like water lines.

The broad sword in Du Xichun's hand was like a swordfish shuttling in the water, and it seemed that as soon as it left the scabbard, it reached Ye Hao's chest.

This is a killer sword.

It's also a killer sword.

The lore lies in being ruthless and leaving no way back.

The must-kill is that its speed is too fast, and it is even faster than Ma Dongxia's knife drawing!