Tournament Field!

A woman dressed in green clothes and carrying an ancient sword stood there quietly with an indifferent expression. The eyes are sharp, and the whole person is like an out-of-body sword, with a sharp edge.

This is a disciple of the Tibetan Sword Villa, one of the quasi-saints of this generation.

Although the Tibetan Sword Villa is low-key, there are not many disciples, and it is also one of the thirty-six extraordinary forces in Huaxia. This generation is also full of talents, and there are nine quasi-saints, and the saints of this generation will be elected in the near future.

And this person is one of the would-be saints who are most likely to become saints.

Kenshin!

On the other side, there is a woman dressed in red with a relatively hot personality.

She has a hard face and a bold personality, like a man. At this moment, his eyes were about to burst into flames, staring at the woman in Tsing Yi opposite.

This is Xia Yu's aunt, Xia Xueyuan's daughter - Yang Ling'er. Although her name is smart, her personality is not smart, but very hot, like a fire, just one point.

As for this competition, of course, it was the Prince of Xia Feng and the younger generation of disciples in the sect world, and with a little trickery, it was facilitated.

"Cousin, you're too impulsive, on the martial arts field, the sword has no eyes, in case I hurt you, how can I explain to my aunt-" Prince Xia Feng looked worried, and began to pretend to be a bad person.

"What's the matter with you? I'm going to see today, why is this woman called the No. 1 woman in Yanjing-"

Yang Ling'er snorted coldly, not shaking off the summer breeze at all.

"This-cousin, cousin Xia Yu is here. Didn't you always want to see this cousin?

Prince Xia Feng finally pointed the finger at Xia Yu.

"You are Xia Yu's cousin? Sure enough, you are worthy of being your uncle's son, wise and martial. Look at Xia Feng again, what kind of stuff, calculating this and that all day long, and losing all the faces of the Xia clan-"

Yang Ling'er turned to look at Xia Yu and smiled.

While praising Xia Yu, he didn't forget to fight and ridicule Xia Feng. There are some things that she doesn't know, it's just that her natural personality is relatively straightforward, and she doesn't want to think about those evil ways outside the door.

Xia Feng's face was blackened, and it was black to the bottom of the pot.

Damn!

He found that he seemed to be suspected of being beaten in the face.

Yang Ling'er was too direct and didn't give him face at all. You must know that now that he is the third generation of the Xia clan, he has a great chance of becoming the heir to the throne, isn't Yang Ling'er afraid of offending the future emperor of the Xia clan?

"My cousin's heroic spirit is not weaker than that of a man, it's really enviable-"

Xia Yu said with a smile.

"Hahaha - my cousin still has a vision, if it weren't for the appointment with this woman, I would like to compete with you. Yang Ling'er laughed, walked over and patted Xia Yu on the shoulder.

behaves and behaves very much like a man.

In layman's terms, it is a typical female man.

"Cousin, you don't know yet, Xia Yu's cousin's cultivation is amazing. This battle, why not let him do it for you. Xia Yu, boxing skills, do you dare?"

Prince Xia Feng smiled and praised Xia Yu.

And, by the way, it was suggested that Xia Yu should take action for Yang Ling'er. This is also what he planned before, if Xia Yu is willing to make a move, he will find a way to let Xia Yu lie in the ring.

If Xia Yu is unwilling to make a move, then let Kenshin cripple Yang Ling'er, and then Xia Yu will make a move even if he knows that he is not Kenshin's opponent.

Kenshin, a woman, is also lacking in tendons, and once she makes a move, she will not admit it.

"With my little strength, I won't come out to show ugliness-"

Xia Yu shook his head and flatly refused.

At this level of competition, he is not interested. Besides, as an emperor, there is no need to bully a quasi-grandmaster.

"Xia Feng, what are you doing? My cousin finally came to Yanjing, and you actually let him take risks. Isn't it the quasi-saintess of the Hidden Sword Villa?Even if everyone in the sect world comes, I'm not afraid, I can clean it up myself-"

Yang Ling'er snorted coldly.

"Megalomania—get out of here and die—"

When Jian Xin heard this, his expression turned cold, and the ancient sword on his back flew out, pointing directly at Yang Ling'er.

"I'm still afraid you won't make it?"

Yang Ling'er had a fiery temper, and he shot directly, waved his long whip, and pumped towards Jian Xin.

At the same time, the younger generation of the sectarian world looked at each other, and someone stepped forward.

"I have long heard that all ethnic groups in Yanjing are strong. Since you have a chance today, why don't you come out and have a fight? I am Panshan Ye Han—who dares to fight with me?"

A young man armed with a sword walked out and looked out in all directions.

"I'm coming-Yanjing Yan Lingtian, please advise-"

Immediately, a child of a wealthy family on Yanjing's side stood up, held a halberd, and slashed directly over.

In top cities such as Yanjing and Jinling, the wealthy families are generally cultivators. There are not only various industries, but also strong strength, especially Yanjing, where the young generation has long been cultivated to look down on the world and look down on other cities and regions.

At this moment, he was provoked, and someone immediately jumped out.

"It's too weak—"

Poof-

Yan Lingtian was slashed out by Ye Han's sword, coughing up blood.

If it weren't for Ye Han's hand, Yan Lingtian would probably have fallen. And this Ye Han is only a quasi-grandmaster, but he is so powerful.

Yanjing wealthy family, because it is in the center of China, and there are five royal families to take care of it, and some of the most outstanding descendants of the family have reached the quasi-grandmaster level, or even the grandmaster level.

It is not comparable to other cities at all, and the quality is much higher.

Even so, in the face of the monks in the sectarian realm, they were still vulnerable.

Panshan is just a very ordinary sect in the sect world, but the disciples cultivated are not comparable to the wealthy families in Yanjing.

"I'll come—"

Another quasi-grandmaster stood up, holding a spear in his hand, and stabbed Ye Han directly.

Poof-

However, Ye Han's expression remained unchanged, and he slashed it out with a single sword.

Puff puff puff –

The next scene shocked the wealthy families of Yanjing.

Ye Han is too strong, one by one, and almost no one is his enemy.

"He's just a young master of an ordinary sect, and he's so powerful—"

"My God, the sect realm is worthy of being the immortal gate holy land of the human realm, and it is not at all comparable to us mortals. ”

"Ye Han is so strong!"

"Bai Yujing, I'm afraid he is not an opponent of the sect realm at all, is the battle situation in the eastern realm true some time ago? It can't be Bai Yujing's boasting and hype. ”

There was a lot of talk and fear of the sectarian community.

"Cousin, do you dare to fight him?"

Xia Feng stared at Xia Yu with a smile.

"I see that you are eager to try, why bother to be cowardly? If you want to make a move, just point directly-"

Xia Yu said lightly, as the emperor, he was not interested in making a move on these people at all, just quietly watching them perform and watching them calculate with each other.

Ye Han defeated the children of Yanjing's wealthy families one after another, causing Yanjing's morale to be low, Xia Feng, as one of the princes of the Xia family, was the time to win people's hearts at this moment.

If he defeated Ye Han cleanly, then his prestige would surge.

This helped him in his bid for succession.

Therefore, he hoped that Xia Yu would make a move. This time, he just asked pretendly, and it was he who really wanted to make a move.

"Feng Xingtian, Jiang Yi, what about the two of you?"

Xia Feng looked at Feng Xingtian and Jiang Yi again.

"Brother Xia, it's still the most suitable for you to shoot-"

Feng Xingtian said with a smile.

Jiang Yi also shook his head, not disturbing Xia Feng's desire to gather people's hearts.

"In that case, Ye Han, this prince will come to meet you-"

Xia Feng stepped on the steps of the six relatives who did not recognize him, looked proudly in all directions, and stepped into the ring.