Su Changyu was a little confused.

He suddenly found that Ye Ping's figure was gone.

For a moment, Su Changyu was stunned.

"Where's Lord Ye?"

Kukai was also a little curious, he looked around, but he didn't find Ye Ping's figure.

Finished!

Finished!

Finished!

Ye Ping is missing?

Su Changyu was stupid.

If Ye Ping disappeared, he felt that he was going to be skinned by the Taihua Dao people.

No, it's not just as simple as peeling the skin, Su Changyu even feels that the whole sect will not let him go.

Ye Ping, Senior Brother Ye, where have you been?

Senior brother taught you supreme swordsmanship, you hurry back.

Su Changyu's mood fell to the extreme, and he didn't know what to say.

Feeling Su Changyu's silence, Kukai couldn't help but speak slowly.

"I look at the auspicious nature of Lord Ye Shiren, obviously I won't encounter any danger, don't worry about Lord Su."

He comforted Su Changyu.

And Su Changyu couldn't help but take a deep breath and said, "Master Kukai, can you accompany me to find the little junior brother." ”

Su Changyu spoke, he knew that he couldn't panic now, and he had to stabilize his mentality.

But Su Changyu was more worried, if something really happened to Ye Ping, no matter what the Taihua Dao people did to him, Su Changyu himself would not let him go.

Regardless of whether Ye Ping is a genius or not, the only thing he knows is that Ye Ping is his junior brother, and he naturally doesn't want anything to happen to his junior brother.

"Okay."

Kukai directly agreed.

"Chief, thank you, Mage."

Su Changyu calmed his mind, and then reconnoitred the surroundings, wanting to find Ye Ping's whereabouts according to footprints or traces.

In this way, the figures of the two gradually disappeared.

And at this moment.

Thousands of miles away in the ancient city of Qingzhou, a major event also happened.

With the arrival of the Qingzhou Kendo Conference, many monks gathered in the entire ancient city of Qingzhou.

Traders, spectators, and players make the ancient city of Qingzhou overcrowded.

At the east gate of the ancient city, there is a priority channel specially provided for the participating disciples, and the disciples who sign up for the competition can take the priority channel to avoid delaying the event.

But it's at the East City Gate.

A young man set up a sword stand and met his friends with a sword.

This kind of behavior, almost every Qingzhou kendo conference will be done, one is that the competition is coming, meet friends with the sword, warm up in advance.

The second is to raise his prestige.

After all, the rules of the sword platform are very strict, and when the sword platform is set up, there must be a battle, and there can be no excuse or rest.

In other words, if you allow a wheel battle and win ten consecutive battles, you can get a special reward from the ancient city of Qingzhou.

After all, if you can win ten games in a row, you must be a famous man.

Therefore, outside Qingzhou City, once someone sets up a sword platform, it will definitely attract many onlookers.

This time, however, is different.

Someone erected a sword stand at the passage.

The meaning is simple.

Only if you win him, you can take this path, if you don't win, you can only go the other way.

This attracted countless monks to watch.

Erecting a sword platform and setting up a passage, this kind of behavior is simply rare.

You must know that the passage of the ancient city of Qingzhou is directly connected to the ancient city street, as long as you take this passage, it will inevitably attract a lot of attention.

Just ask, how many young people don't like to beep?

But the passage was intercepted, which also angered many monks.

It's just that what shocked the Qingzhou monks was.

This young man looked to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, but his swordsmanship was extremely strong, and he fought thirty-six battles without defeat.

All of a sudden, the ancient city was boiling up and down, and the water blocked inside and outside could not be drained, barely leaving a way for latecomers to challenge.

And just a quarter of an hour ago, the ancient city of Qingzhou finally came to a swordsmanship.

From the Four Thunder Sword Sect.

Qingzhou's first sword sect Junjie.

All of a sudden, there were countless topics and attracted a lot of attention.

Dongchengkou.

Tens of thousands of monks formed a human wall, and there were thousands of figures in the sky, wielding flying swords, watching this battle.

"Four Thunder Sword Sect, Wang Jian, please advise."

City gates.

Wang Jian was wearing the robes of the Four Thunder Sword Sect, holding a silver flying sword in his hand, and his eyes were blazing as he stared at the young man in front of him.

This young man, who seems to be seventeen or eighteen years old, looks handsome, but there is always a coldness between his eyebrows.

Wearing a starry robe in the night, the body is dark but not thick, a little starry, and looks very arrogant.

is not as arrogant as Su Changyu, Su Changyu's arrogance is the arrogance of a peerless master, and the arrogance of this young man is the kind of indifferent arrogance, as if everything in heaven and earth is nothing more than this in his eyes.

The boy didn't speak, just drew his sword indifferently.

In an instant, Wang Jian couldn't help frowning.

However, he didn't speak in the end and made a direct move.

Rumble!

Thunder rang out.

Wang Jian's sword momentum was like thunder, and the four thunder sword techniques were killed, without any hesitation, and the powerful sword momentum turned into thunder.

Boom!

In just an instant, the young man immediately drew his sword, and a terrifying sword momentum appeared, as if the night was coming.

Burst!

The two flying swords collided, just a photo, Wang Jian was knocked away, and the flying sword in his hand also came out.

Defeated.

He was outrightly defeated.

One face, then lose.

At this moment, the audience was silent.

Tens of thousands of monks watched this scene in shock.

Wang Jiannai is a well-known kendo master in Qingzhou, and he studied under a certain elder of the Four Thunder Sword Sect, and that elder was the first in Qingzhou's kendo back then.

But what I didn't expect was that I couldn't even take a picture.

Don't talk about them.

At this moment, Wang Jian was also stunned, he knew that the young man in front of him was very strong, but what he didn't expect was that he couldn't even take the other party's move.

That's a bit outrageous.

"Four Thunder Sword Sect, but that's it."

Winning Wang Jian, the young man did not have any pride, nor did he have any happiness, on the contrary, his eyes were full of emptiness.

There was no contempt in these words, just a heartfelt emotion.

For a moment, everyone couldn't help but fall silent.

A pair of eyes full of envy and jealousy fell on the young man.

The male cultivator was full of jealousy, and the female cultivator looked at the young man with peach blossoms in her eyes, but unfortunately she didn't know what his name was, otherwise she was afraid that some women would shout out.

"Hmph, what are you dragging, isn't it just a swordsmanship?"

"Yes, it's so arrogant, and the Four Thunder Sword Sect is just like that, what's the big deal about bullying a disciple, you have the ability to fight with the four seasons seniors."

"That's it, that's it, why are young people nowadays so crazy?"

"No, no, no one thinks it's handsome, right?"

A voice sounded, and he couldn't help but sneer.

But soon, other voices rang out as well.

"Honestly, isn't it handsome?"

"One thing to say, it's pretty handsome."

"Isn't that handsome? If you want to change him, will you change it? ”

"I'm so sour."

"Made, why is there such a fierce man at this Qingzhou Kendo Conference? The outstanding disciples of the Four Thunder Sword Sect couldn't stop a move? ”

"It seems that this person will definitely win the first place in Qingzhou."

"Not necessarily, it is said that this Qingzhou Kendo Conference has a mysterious reward, and it is estimated that it has attracted a lot of real hidden powerhouses."

The discussion sounded, most of them were male cultivators, some people were envious and some were red-eyed.

But soon, the nun's voice rang out.

"Wow, so handsome, this junior brother is really handsome."

"Hey, how can there be such a good-looking junior brother."

"This little junior brother is what I like, ahhh

The nun's voice rang out.

In an instant, it made countless male cultivators even more red-eyed.

That's it.

In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.

There are less than 20 days left before the Qingzhou Kendo Conference.

Under the city gates, the boy has won a hundred games in a row.

In one fell swoop, it became famous in Qingzhou, attracting masters from all walks of life to come to the war.

And at the same time.

Riverside ghost graves.

Two figures shuttled among the ghost graves near the river.

Su Changyu and Kukai have been looking for Ye Ping's whereabouts for the past few days.

I just searched for seven days, but I didn't find Ye Ping's whereabouts.

This made Su Changyu feel more and more flustered.

"Master Su Shi, do you think it's strange?"

Kukai walked among the mountains, frowning and thinking about something.

"Strange?"

Su Changyu didn't think there was anything strange.

"We walked around the ghost grave by the river for seven days, but we didn't meet a single ghost, which is a little unreasonable."

Kukai frowned.

The ghost tomb near the river is full of lonely ghosts, not to mention taking a step and encountering a lonely ghost, but I haven't encountered a single lonely ghost for seven days.

That's a bit outrageous, right?

Hearing Kuhai say this, Su Changyu couldn't help but be surprised.

Oh, yes.

I haven't seen a single ghost for seven days in a row.

Is this still a ghost grave near the river?

What about ghosts?

Are they all dead?

"What does the mage think?"

Su Changyu asked calmly.

"The poor monk suspects that maybe the ghost tomb has given birth to a new ghost king and swallowed all these powerful ghosts."

Kukai said.

Ghost King?

Su Changyu's face changed.

It's just that before he can speak.

Suddenly, a miserable voice sounded.

"Help!! Help me!!! ”

The voice sounded, accompanied by two figures.