Ye Luo sighed lightly: "These people all have the strength to compete for the top three and the top five." It's not a good thing that you're being targeted by them. ”

A layer of cold sweat had already appeared on Ye Gucheng's white forehead: "Sister, I was wrong."

Ye Luo clenched his younger brother's hand and said comfortingly: "Since it has been exposed, don't blame yourself." Think about how to protect yourself in the next game. ”

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The competition continued, and two more junior contestants took the stage. Ye Huangcheng, the grandson of the second elder, faced Ye Jue's biological son Ye Yancheng.

Ye Huangcheng is a sixth-order peak cultivator, with a desolate flame knife in his hand, and the whole person exudes an indomitable momentum. Ye Yancheng's injured leg is almost better, but he is used to being idle, and he doesn't have the perseverance that a warrior should have, just like a puddle of soft mud.

"Desolate Flame Blade Shadow!"

Ye Huangcheng only swung a knife, which was extremely fast, exuding a strong rudimentary sword intent.

Ye Yancheng didn't even have time to react, the silver armor he was wearing was broken by this sharp knife, and a two-foot-long knife wound on his chest spurted out blood one by one. He didn't even have time to scream before he lost most of his life and fell to the ground.

"Martyr!"

On the judging bench, Ye Jue screamed in pain, his heart was distressed, and he was about to rush forward.

"Don't break the rules."

The second elder pressed Ye Jue's shoulder, looked at him with a solemn expression, and said, "There will be a clan doctor who will carry the Dead City out for treatment." ”

Ye Jue's chest rose and fell violently, he gritted his teeth with hatred, shook off the second elder's hand vigorously, and said, "You're not in a hurry!" What a good thing your grandson has done! is so ruthless, and doesn't take into account brotherhood at all, if you are so wasted this time, I will definitely not let go of your vein! ”

The second elder didn't care, there was still a kind smile on the corner of his lips, and said, "The annual meeting is big, life and death don't matter." This is the rule handed down by the ancestor of the Ye family, the Desert Flame Blade Shadow he cultivated in the Deserted City is originally a fierce attack knife technique, and if you swing it out, you can't take it back, your son can't resist it, you can't complain that my grandson is too strong. ”

Ye Jue almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood. I scolded the second elder thousands of times in my heart.

"That Ye Huang City, although it is only the peak of the sixth-order madness, but the sword technique that is swung out already has the rudiments of the sword intent seed."

Si Yutian watched the entire competition from the audience, and spoke highly of Ye Huangcheng, "His future is limitless. Xiao Luo, if you can, try not to be an enemy of this person. ”

"How could I be his enemy?"

Ye Luo smiled lightly, "Although Brother Deserted City is a wooden person, in the four years that I have become a first-order mad waste, he has secretly helped me several times. Do you remember the snow mastiff in Ye Yancheng? A few years ago, Ye Yancheng let the snow mastiff bite me, if it wasn't for the timely appearance of Brother Deserted City, I would have been bitten more than just one leg. ”

"Brother Deserted City also taught me to practice knives!"

Ye Gucheng also raised his hand and gestured twice in the air with his hand, "I learned two tricks from him, and he also told me that when you fight with Xiao Jiu, as long as you hit Xiao Jiu in the face, you will definitely not suffer." ”

Si Yutian smiled: "It seems that the second elder is in the same vein, and he is helping you."

Ye Luo nodded and said, "I can also see that when Brother Huangcheng fought against Ye Yancheng just now, he was ruthless. He could have avoided hurting Ye Yancheng so badly. ”