Chapter One Hundred and One Sword Dust One

Lin Yanyu, as one of the four strikers of the Martial Palace, is in the top ten of the Xuan List, and her appearance is absolutely beautiful, her every move in the Martial Palace will attract the attention of many martial artists.

At this moment, she got up and walked down from the stands, and with a gentle smile on her face, walked up to a teenager.

"Huh!"

In the arena, the eyes of many warriors fell on Ye Xingchen at once, their eyes full of curiosity, jealousy, and envy.

"Who is this person? It actually made Senior Sister Lin look at her differently. ”

"Hehe, no matter who he is, he is going to be finished, Senior Brother Jian has been pursuing Senior Sister Lin, he will definitely target that person. ”

"That person doesn't seem to be a disciple of the Martial Palace, nor is he a famous martial artist in Wangcheng, I'm afraid he's from another county. ”

"The other counties of the dynasty? hehe, it turned out to be a lowly warrior. ”

The voices of discussion rose one after another in the arena.

Behind Ye Xingchen, Feng Lin was dumbfounded, he didn't expect that this person actually knew Senior Sister Lin, when he thought of asking him to climb out just now, and wanted to teach him a lesson, he was covered in cold sweat and almost collapsed to the ground.

On the side, Qian Peng's eyes were also full of shock and felt incredible.

He swallowed a mouthful of foam and muttered to himself: "Ye, Brother Ye, you are too fierce, you can actually harvest Lin Yanyu's heart." ”

A discerning person can see at a glance that Lin Yanyu's attitude towards Ye Xingchen is completely different from that towards others, and the relationship between the two is very unusual.

Not far away, the young man in white, his face was gloomy at the moment, his hand was on the railing, and unconsciously, the railing was crushed by him.

"No matter who fights with me for Lin Yanyu, they will die. The man in white said coldly.

His tone was so cold that it caused snowflakes to appear around him.

He suppressed the anger and jealousy in his heart, not wanting to behave badly in front of Lin Yanyu, he returned to his handsome and chic appearance just now.

"Yanyu, is this your friend? The man in white walked up gracefully, smiling, and said.

Lin Yanyu frowned slightly, and the man in white looked at Ye Xingchen and said, "Under the sword dust, the chief disciple of Mingyue Palace." ”

Ye Xingchen glanced at him and ignored him.

Jian Chen's eyes were gloomy, and his face was very ugly.

A disciple on the side of Jian Chenyi sneered: "Sure enough, it's a martial artist from a small place in the countryside, and I don't know the etiquette." ”

Jian Chen smiled and said: "Tianhan, don't talk nonsense, maybe this friend just doesn't want to be friends with us, this is his freedom, and we have no right to interfere." ”

Jian Chenyi's words were very beautiful, which completely reflected his broad-mindedness, but in his eyes, a cold light flashed, which was noticed by Ye Xingchen.

"Senior Brother Jian deserves to be the seventh on the Xuan List, and he is really broad-minded. ”

"Senior Brother Jian's strength will definitely not be worse than that of Wang Du Sanjie, it's just that Senior Brother Jian is low-key and doesn't want to be in the limelight. ”

"Hehe, the difference between the two is too obvious. ”

"I can't say that, the warriors who came out of a small place must think that they have some strength, so they are proud, but they don't know that for many warriors in the royal city, that small place is just a small pond, and no matter how they dominate in the pond, they are just ants. ”

Voices with disdain and mockery sounded in the arena.

Lin Yanyu didn't want to worsen the situation further, and was afraid that Ye Xingchen would suffer, so she said, "Ye Xingchen, let's go, let's talk to my residence." ”

As soon as she said this, she realized that it was not good, and there was some ambiguity.

Moreover, in her residence in the Martial Palace, except for a few girlfriends in the pavilion who had entered, no man had entered.

In the arena, some disciples heard this, their eyes turned red, and they looked like they were going to eat Ye Xingchen.

Qian Peng stood next to Ye Xingchen, obviously feeling the eyes full of murderous intent, eager to kill Ye Xingchen with his eyes, he trembled in his heart, and hurriedly pulled away a distance.

Jian Chen's face was completely gloomy, and he looked at Ye Xingchen as if he was looking at a dead man.

"This friend, since you have come to the Martial Palace, it is better to go up and have a discussion, so that everyone can see your strength. "Sword dust.

He decided in his heart that if Ye Xingchen agreed, he would let his subordinates trample on the dignity of the other party in front of Lin Yanyu, and let him know that the gap between people is not something you can touch.

"Don't go. Ye Xingchen said.

Jian Chenyi continued: "Friend, don't be in a hurry to refuse first, martial arts cultivation is originally about fighting in order to progress. You don't have to worry about injury, I have the best healing pill here, and I guarantee that there will be no sequelae. ”

Ye Xingchen's eyes looked at him, showing a hint of a smile, and said, "Yes, if I play, do you want to take action personally?"

Jian Chenyi put his hands behind his back, his white clothes fluttering, revealing a little arrogance, and said, "Don't worry, I won't make a move." ”

As he spoke, he took out a fourth-order true weapon and said, "If you can win against the martial palace disciples, I will offer this fourth-order true weapon with both hands." ”

"Leaf ......"

As soon as Lin Yanyu spoke, he heard Ye Xingchen simply say, "Okay, I promise to come down." ”

Lin Yanyu was annoyed and said, "Ye Xingchen, you are impulsive, although Jian Chenyi does not make a move, he has a lot of Xuanbang's subordinates by his side, and you are not an opponent." ”

She didn't want others to hear her words, so she approached Ye Xingchen and said in his ear.

Ye Xingchen felt a faint fragrance, lingering on the tip of his nose, like sandalwood and orchid fragrance.

Jian Chen's face showed a faint sneer, and he saw that Lin Yanyu was so close to Ye Xingchen, and the two were so close that they were almost close to each other, and he was even more annoyed in his heart.

He said to Ye Tianhan next to him: "Tian Han, you will make a move in a while, you don't have to keep your hands, directly abolish his cultivation, break his legs, I will torture him well, let the world know, and the end of going against me." ”

Ye Tianhan clenched his fists, smiled fiercely, and said: "Senior Brother Jian, no problem, a martial artist from the countryside dares to be rampant, I really don't know whether to live or die." ”

"Senior Brother Sword, don't use Senior Brother Ye to make a move, I'll teach that person a lesson later. Feng Lin ran over and said with a sneer.

Jian Chen thought for a moment and said, "It's okay, Tianhan is the twelfth on the Xuan List, if he comes to power, Lin Yanyu may stop it." ”

Ye Xingchen walked into the ring, his eyes swept around the arena, and said, "Who are you?"

Feng Lin smiled coldly, jumped into the ring, and said, "Boy, you offended me just now, and now you offend Senior Brother Jian, let you know today that there are some people you can't offend." ”

Under the ring, Jian Chen walked up to Lin Yanyu and said, "Yanyu, don't worry, our martial palace disciples are measured and won't let your friend get hurt." ”

Lin Yanyu smiled faintly and said, "Senior Brother Sword, we are not so familiar with each other, please call me by my full name." ”

Jian Chen's face froze, and then he was angry in his heart.

If he has been pursuing Lin Yanyu for a long time, he is not as good as a country boy.