This old servant is obviously a member of the Xiao family.

Xiao Shengjie frowned, with a hint of undoubted majesty in his tone: "Uncle Yu, you let go." ”

That Uncle Yu firmly grasped Xiao Shengjie's right hand, and said with a firm expression: "Son, you must not! You are the foundation of the Xiao family's future, if you make a blood oath with others, how can the Xiao family's face remain?!"

Xiao Shengjie took a deep breath, but he did not waver, and said, "Uncle Yu, I order you as the future heir of the Xiao family, step back immediately!"

Uncle Yu's face showed a look of struggle, but after all, he still didn't back down, gritted his teeth and said: "Even if you disobey Gongzi's order today, the old servant will prevent Gongzi from doing this humiliating thing for the Xiao family." ”

"Insulting the face of the Xiao family?"

When Xiao Shengjie heard this, he smiled softly, and then said solemnly: "Uncle Yu, the first article of the Xiao family's family motto, you can recite it to me." ”

Uncle Yu was stunned for a moment, and blurted out almost instinctively: "All children of the Xiao family must value love and righteousness, be worthy of their hearts, and not be treacherous......"

"That's it. ”

Xiao Shengjie interrupted Uncle Yu's words, his face was serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Since I have an appointment with Ye Gongzi, I am willing to gamble and lose, and the Xiao family has ancestral training, if I break my promise, won't I become a treacherous person, and what face will I have to meet the ancestors of the Xiao family in the future? Do you know that if I break my promise, it will really damage the face of the Xiao family!"

His words were convincing and reasonable, which suddenly made Yu Bo speechless.

"Stand down. ”

Xiao Shengjie slowly pulled out his hand and cautiously made an ancient handprint. As soon as the handprint was finished, the strange words on the ground suddenly glowed with blood.

Xiao Shengjie's face was serious, he walked up to Ye Wuya cautiously, and said loudly: "Xiao Shengjie, a disciple of the Xiao family, is willing to lose the bet, and from now on, he will be the son of his son for three years, and no order shall be violated, if he violates this oath, he will be devoured by the demons in this life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the blood-colored pattern on the ground suddenly levitated, and quickly converged into his body.

Ye Wuya glanced at Xiao Shengjie in some surprise and nodded approvingly.

Although this Xiao Shengjie has an arrogant personality, he does what he says, and he can indeed be regarded as a true gentleman.

Ye Wuya arched his hand, and there was a hint of respect in his tone, and said: "Xiao Gongzi will do what he says, Ye admires!"

Ye Wuya's admiration, but there was no fraud in the slightest, and he was able to get the praise of a generation of demon venerables, and this Xiao Shengjie can be regarded as the first person in this Canglan Continent.

Xiao Shengjie nodded, respectfully saluted Yang Zhengtian on the main seat, and said loudly: "Ye Gongzi's strength is far above Shengjie, Shengjie admires it, and he will let Ye Gongzi send him in the future." ”

Yang Zhengtian nodded with satisfaction, then stood up, looked around, and said coldly.

"Now do you know how ignorant and ignorant you are, sitting in a well and watching the sky?"

There was a hint of inviolable majesty in his tone, and everyone suddenly quieted down, and they didn't dare to come out.

"There are many talented people in the Canglan Continent, and you have been in a high position for a long time, but you have become a frog at the bottom of the well, and you don't want to forge ahead, how will you defend the peace of Tianze City in the future?"

A touch of anger appeared on Yang Zhengtian's face, and then he took out a piece of rice paper from his arms, handed it to Tang Cheng beside him, and said coldly: "Read!"

Tang Cheng was startled, hurriedly wiped a handful of cold sweat, unfolded the rice paper, glanced at it roughly, and suddenly his face changed greatly: "My lord...... This ......"

Yang Zhengtian stared at him deeply and repeated: "What are you afraid of, Nian!"

"Yes!"

Tang Cheng's face turned pale, and he slowly spoke: "The head of the Yang family, seeing the words is like meeting." In Xia, it has been heard that the heroes of Tianze City gathered, and the head of the Yang family was well governed, which was deeply valued by Emperor Wu and shocked all over the world. On the fifth day of the first month of the next month, the young talents of the city will personally lead the disciples of the city to visit Guicheng, and hope that Guicheng will be treated cautiously, so as to show the demeanor of the young talents of Tianze City - the city lord of Panlong City, Shen Rongsu. ”

As soon as Tang Cheng's words fell, everyone's faces suddenly changed wildly, and they looked at each other.

Panlong City is a big city adjacent to Tianze City, and its city lord Shen Rongsu makes good use of talents, and is even more friendly with the Tianji Gate of the Great Sect of Xuanshu, which is deeply valued by Emperor Wu.

Ten years ago, Shen Rongsu and the Yang family had fought for the dominance of this Tianze City, and the two families suffered heavy casualties when they fought, until Emperor Wu personally intervened to mediate, it was decided to let Shen Rongsu and Yang Zhengtian face off, the winner dominated this Tianze City, and the loser retreated to the second best and managed Panlong City.

The battle was earth-shattering, Yang Zhengtian faced Shen Rongsu with a peak attitude, the two fought for seven days and seven nights, and finally Yang Zhengtian repelled Shen Rongsu with an advantage of half a move, which won the management of Tianze City.

After Shen Rongsu was defeated, he devoted himself to the management of Panlong City, and within ten years, he actually managed a dilapidated ancient city with a lot of talents, which was comparable to Tianze City.

Now that ten years have passed, Shen Rongsu has come to challenge again, and everyone knows that it will be a bloody storm.

Yang Zhengtian looked around majestically at the people around him, and said coldly: "Shen Rongsu's battle book has been issued, I don't know what you think?"

When everyone heard this, they fell silent.

After a long time, the patriarch of a subsidiary family stood up tremblingly and said: "Panlong City has become powerful after ten years of development, Shen Rongsu has always been good friends with Tianji Gate, and over the years, he has recruited many elite disciples of Tianji Gate, and even Murong Boyuan, the senior brother of Zhang Tianshi, has also joined his command, if the young talents of the two cities fight, I am afraid that no one is Murong Boyuan's opponent." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone immediately discussed.

Over the years, Murong Boyuan has always been the intersection point in the eyes of people, as an elite disciple of Tianji Gate, Murong Boyuan, who is twenty-four years old, now has the cultivation of the three grades of the Yuan Realm, and he can almost be regarded as the first person of the younger generation. On the other hand, the Tianze Alliance formed by Tianze City in recent days, even the best Xiao Shengjie is only a four-grade cultivator in the Transformation Realm, how can he be Murong Boyuan's opponent?

When Yang Zhengtian heard this, he suddenly became angry in his heart, and there was a trace of anger in his tone: "Nonsense, how can the old man not know the existence of Murong Boyuan! When the old man formed the Tianze League, he had already expected that Shen Rongsu would come to such a hand, but what about you?!

Yang Zhengtian's words suddenly made many family heads speechless.

Over the years, they have indeed regarded the Tianze League as their own private property to show off, and in Tianze City, there is a kind of atmosphere, that is, as long as their juniors are sent to the Tianze League, it is equivalent to a layer of gold plated and respected.