Chapter 675: Tryouts

Ye Qingyun and Wen Xue (情qíng) squeezed into the venue.

The tryouts are not held above, but underground.

Below, one hundred and twenty rings were set up to provide martial arts competitions.

Due to the large number of people, the selection competition alone had to be held for ten days.

In this process, each person has to play ten games, and they are eliminated in the form of points, one point is earned for one win, one point is deducted for one loss, and the top two thousand warriors enter the next round.

A total of 8,561 people qualified this time, and nearly 6,500 people had to be eliminated from these people, which shows that the intensity of the competition is not ordinary.

At this moment, Ye Qingyun and Wen Xue (情qíng) have already entered the ground.

"That guy should be coming, right?" he suddenly thought of the young man he had met before coming.

He remembered that the young man's name was Zhan Xiaotian.

He still has some good feelings for this young man.

"Brother Ye!" Just as he was thinking, suddenly a (body shēn) shadow came from behind him.

A man walked slowly.

Isn't this Zhan Xiaotian?

The Zhan Xiaotian in front of him was much more powerful than what Ye Qingyun had seen before, the latter's cultivation had reached the ninth level of the Heavenly Netherworld, and the strength of the one (body shēn) was extraordinary, and his eyes had become extremely sharp, like a sharp sword out of the sheath.

Zhan Xiaotian saw Ye Qingyun and felt a burst of gratitude, if it weren't for the latter's words, he would still be in the dead gourd now.

However, the next moment, a look of shock instantly appeared on his face, and his mouth opened wide.

"Heavenly Netherworld Nine...... Kuju?"

I haven't seen it for a few days, and the latter's cultivation has actually reached the Nine Realms of the Heavenly Netherworld, this cultivation speed is too fast.

"Little God. Ye Qingyun laughed.

While the two were talking, suddenly an indifferent voice sounded, staring at him like a hungry wolf, and his eyes contained an extremely calm, undisguised killing intent, which made the faces of the people around him change greatly, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"You're Ye Qingyun, right?" A (body shēn) figure strode over, raised his head, revealing a face that was more delicate and white than a beauty, but what appeared in his eyes was a cold light, giving people a feeling like a beast.

In his hand he held a book, the book was black and gold, emitting a faint light, and every time it emitted a light, the surrounding temperature would drop a lot, which was extremely strange.

Ye Qingyun had never seen this person, but when he saw the latter's dress and found that the latter was holding a book with dancing flames in his hand, he knew who the person in front of him was.

Someone from the Ghost Sect.

There are three types of people in the Ghost Sect.

The first is the Soul Sucking Ghost Man, last time Ye Qingyun fought with a Spirit Sucking Ghost Man, and finally cut off the other party's head.

The second is the coffin man, in which there will be a coffin in the hands. And there must be a warrior in that coffin.

The third type of people are the people in front of them, who always have a book in their hands, and there is always a flame burning on this book, they are called dead burners.

The three types of martial artists are the most evil beings in this heaven and earth.

"That's right, it's me, I can't imagine that something like a mouse can come out of my head all the time hiding in the dark (yin yīn). Ye Qingyun sneered, he didn't have a good impression of the people of the Ghost Sect.

The people of the Ghost Sect are all evil warriors, they don't blink an eye when they kill, and as long as they are unhappy, they will continue to kill people to vent their inner anger.

Besides, this guy is obviously uneasy and kind when he comes here, and there is no need for Ye Qingyun to be polite to him.

"You are very articulate, but later, you better pray that you don't meet me, or I will cut off your tongue. My name is Huang. The emperor stared at Ye Qingyun indifferently, and then, a cold voice spit out from his mouth again: "Come here, I just want to tell you." There are some things that you can't take and leave them all the time, as if they were a time bomb, you won't know when it's going to blow up, but one day, you'll be blown up to the point of blood (flesh ròu). ”

After saying this, the emperor left arrogantly.

He came here just to advise Ye Qingyun, and he also wanted the latter to obediently return the things.

Ye Qingyun looked at the departing young man, chuckled, and then said loudly: "You're right, there are some things that can't be taken casually by anyone, you want to get them, unless you can step on my corpse." ”

The emperor walked halfway and paused abruptly.

The book in his hand was suspended in the void, emitting a black-gold light, and there was a cold killing intent in that halo.

His eyes were full of murderous intent, he glanced at Ye Qingyun coldly, and spit out a few words coldly: "You are looking for death." ”

After saying this, he no longer looked at Ye Qingyun and left alone.

Ye Qingyun snorted coldly.

"People from the Ghost Sect?" Zhan Xiaotian frowned slightly, the people of this sect are really crazy, so unscrupulous, they actually want to participate in the battle of the nine major factions?

"This guy's strength is not simple, and there is a strong evil force in that book. He looked at the (body shēn) shadow in front of him with some fear, and said to Ye Qingyun.

Ye Qingyun also nodded, feeling that the book was indeed very evil, as if he would enter the abyss after reading it.

However, he is not afraid!

Now, he has not only raised his cultivation to the ninefold peak of the Heavenly Netherworld, but also promoted to the peak of the quality of the little emperor of the sword in the way of the sword, and one more point, he has also opened the realm of the sword.

Until now, he had never used the Sword Realm.

But one thing is certain, his sword realm is definitely stronger than in his previous life.

You must know that his sword realm is of gold quality, and it is called the Sky Swallowing Sword!

Not only that, but he also has many means, such as the bloodthirsty dragon body.

"The game was played by draw. ”

"Call the one to fight!"

The voice fell, and a thick light turned into several tiny rays of light in the next moment, and then fell into the hands of each warrior one after another.

In the hands of Ye Qingyun, Wen Xue (情 qíng) and Zhan Xiaotian is a wooden sign.

There are different numbers written on it.

"Brother Ye, I am the number two thousand two hundred and twenty-two. Speaking of this, Zhan Xiaotian's face was very depressed.

"Haha!" Ye Qingyun laughed, then flipped through it casually, and the number on the wooden block fell in front of his eyes, and after a closer look, he said the number on it: "I am number 888." ”

"This is the rhythm of Dafai! Brother Ye, I'm No. 9999!" Wen Xue said slowly, her eyes flashing with excitement.

Ye Qingyun looked at Wen Xue (情 qíng) strangely, and thought in his heart that if a martial artist met Wen Xue (情 qíng) as an opponent, it would be really unlucky.