From Wangshan City to Beichuan City, and then back to Wangshan City, it is a day to go back and forth, and the Pyloric Guards Dabi has begun for a long time, and there are only more than 1,000 Pyloric guards left.

In the most central position of Wangshan City, on a battle platform that spans dozens of miles, the guns are broken through the air, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, there are two people in a fierce confrontation in it, and there are countless people standing around the battle platform, or shouting, or scolding, or laughing, a scene of human voices.

Outside Wangshan City, a person, carrying a sword, walked slowly, walked through the city gate, and walked into Wangshan City, it was Ye Ling.

A street, there is no one in sight, only a mess, people, all go to see the pyloric competition, only Ye Ling is alone, but it seems a little abrupt, but no one notices.

The more I walked towards the battle platform, there were more and more people, the streets, the roof attic, and the air were full of people, and when they saw Ye Ling, they couldn't help but get out of the way.

Why, they didn't know, just looking at Ye Ling, their hearts trembled, although there was no trace of aura on his body, it made people feel like a sword hanging above their heads.

"Who is he?"

Someone is asking, but no one can respond, this young man, no one knows here.

"Dao Wu Liuzhong, how can there be such a terrifying aura, which makes me feel a palpitation. ”

A group of people surrounded a young man, and the young man looked at Ye Ling with a solemn face, and said, and the group of people around him were all surprised.

This young man is also the one who participated in the Great Contest of the Pyloric Gateguard, the realm of Daowu Sevenfold, he was only eliminated because he met Wu Qiuyu in the North Temple, but there are still many people who remember him.

"It's been so long since the Pyloric Guard Contest started, so I shouldn't have come to participate in the Pyloric Guard Contest. ”

"We have people in the three halls here, but none of them recognize him, could it be that he is not a pyloric guard?"

"It's not a pyloric guard, then there are only people on Beichuan Star, a person appeared on Beichuan Star some time ago, called Ye Ling, who is also the realm of Daowu Sixfold, can cross the level to fight the peak of Daowu, is it him?"

......

The people around them all looked at Ye Ling, all of them with solemn faces, guessing.

Once, the people who were assessed by Ye Ling were almost all eliminated when they met Ye Ling, and those who had heard of Ye Ling only knew that there was such a person, and no one had really seen Ye Ling.

On Beichuan Star, except for the people from Zhongnan Mountain and the group of people from Wind Fall, no one recognized Ye Ling.

A person who is a six-fold Dao martial artist, a person who can cross the ranks to fight the peak of Dao Wu, can be called a demon, no one will associate him with the South Temple, in the eyes of the world, the South Hall has declined to the extreme, how can there be such a genius, and who wants to enter the South Temple?

The crowd parted with Ye Ling's pace, revealing the battle platform, Ye Ling looked indifferent, and walked to the front of the battle platform step by step, and finally, someone stopped Ye Ling.

"Ye Ling, you are too rampant, this is the pyloric guard, you are not a pyloric guard, what qualifications do you have to come here?"

The three of them, with a solemn look on their faces, looked at Ye Ling, and said, Ye Ling's steps did not stop, he glanced at the three of them lightly, and walked towards the three of them, and the three of them tightened their bodies and retreated.

"Stop!"

The three of them scolded, but Ye Ling still didn't stop, the faces of the three of them changed slightly, the breath on their bodies surged, and a piece of the void was torn, the cultivation of the three of them was not weak, and Ye Ling was the same, they were all Dao Wu Sixfold.

"Although your talent is amazing, but Beichuan Star is controlled by the three halls of my pylorus, and you can't be so presumptuous, everyone, take him down together......"

Before the words were finished, they stopped abruptly, a sword light had already slashed the three of them, a little blood overflowed, Ye Ling had already walked over, the three of them looked trembling, turned their heads, looked at Ye Ling's back, and their bodies were divided into two.

"Dead!"

The people around were shocked, there are rules in the pyloric army, and the pyloric guards are not allowed to kill each other, although not many people care about this rule, but they don't dare to kill people in front of everyone like this.

And Ye Ling is not a pyloric guard, so it is another nature, someone, in front of so many of them, killed a pyloric guard, it is too rampant.

"Presumptuous!"

There was a humane, with an angry face, looking at Ye Ling, the people around him were like this, but no one made a move.

They were waiting, waiting for the strong men in the three halls to make a move and kill Ye Ling, but after waiting for nothing, the strong men in the three halls seemed to have disappeared, ignoring Ye Ling.

"Boom!"

On the battle platform, there was a roar, and a person flew upside down for more than ten miles, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then stopped, looked at the person on the other side of the battle platform, with a solemn face, and bowed slightly.

"Sure enough, it was the first day of the last pyloric assessment in the East Temple, and I admitted defeat. ”

He said, and then walked out of the battle platform, so it was eliminated, and everyone's eyes fell on the person on the other side of the battle platform, the so-called first day of the last pyloric assessment in the East Temple.

On the battle platform, a purple-clothed young man stood in the air, holding a gun, looking around the world with a proud face, he was the first day of the last pyloric assessment in the East Palace, Yi Tian.

Ye Ling also looked at this person, his eyes condensed slightly, and then he regained his composure.

Yi Tian, Daowu Yae, may be a genius in the eyes of the world, but compared to the people in the Sword Valley, it is far behind, if Yi Tian enters the Sword Valley, I am afraid that any Daowu Yae person will not be able to win.

Some of the people who enter the South Hall may not be considered geniuses, but once they enter the South Hall and enter the Zhongnan Mountain, they are all geniuses, not the so-called heavenly talents of these people outside.

"Rubbish!"

A faint sentence fell on the battle platform, and the people around the battle platform all stared, and then looked at the battle platform, there was no longer Yi Tian's figure, and a group of people looked at this scene and shook their heads.

"Although Yi Tian is strong, he is too arrogant, I am afraid that he will not go far on the road of martial arts. ”

Someone said, the words were plain, but there was a faint hint of killing intent, Yi Tian's arrogance had already invisibly offended many people, because he was afraid of his identity as a genius in the East Palace, many people hid this killing intent.

Ye Ling looked at this scene lightly, and looked at the battle platform, another battle had begun.

Outside the battle platform, Ye Lingzhen was like a person watching the battle, and fell silent, the powerhouse of the three halls did not come up, and the people around him did not dare to provoke him, so they gave him an area.

The battle continued, one by one, Ye Ling watched quietly, for a long time, just when everyone thought that he was really just here to watch the battle, he stepped into the battle platform, and everyone was shocked.

(End of chapter)