Although there is no official ranking, the good deeds have been based on the performance of the warriors.

Luo listed the sixteen sons of the dragon and phoenix who may finally win the list of hidden dragons and phoenixes!

These sixteen sons of the dragon wind, all of their talent evaluations are heaven-level three!

All of them performed very well in the preliminaries.

"If you want me to say, among these sixteen sons of the dragon wind, the number one should be that Xiang Yu!"

"That's right, I don't know which fool lined up, but Xiang Yu was ranked second.

I don't believe anyone is better than him. ”

"But then again, Ju Xialou and these people have all entered the ranks of the sixteen sons of the dragon wind.

Xiang Yu second;

the fourth;

Xiaoqing tenth;

Chopper Twelfth;

The Demon King of the Mixed World, Ye Motian, ranked sixteenth!

He's the last in line, but it's normal, and his cultivation really can't be handled.

In front of him, they are basically Heavenly Martial Realm martial artists. ”

Ye Motian's ears had always been upset, listening carefully to the discussions of these people.

I didn't expect to be so underestimated.

But it's normal, this kind of ranking doesn't really mean much.

At most, it's just a long face when you brag.

The real ranking depends on the main competition.

But he's really interested, who is ranked higher than Xiang Yu?

It must be better.

But no matter how good it is, I'm afraid that it will be directly exploded by Xiang Yu.

He didn't believe that there was anyone in the hidden dragon and phoenix list who could be stronger than Xiang Yu.

With a slight smile, he opened his attribute panel.

"Host: Ye Motian!"

"Race: Human!"

"Level: Xuanwu Realm Sixfold Peak 0/10000 XP)!"

Physical strength: A heavy king of the Xuanwu Realm

"Martial Soul: Xuandi Martial Soul!"

"Divine Power: Write the Wheel Eye! Demon King Heart!"

"Exercises: Chiyang Jue (Spirit Product Level 3) Dragon Sutra, Red Blood Thunder Dragon Seal!"

"Martial Arts: Chiyang Palm (Chiyang Jue First Style) Suck Palm! Three Thousand Thunder Movements"

"Spell: Transformation Technique (Spirit Product Level 10) Netherworld Poisonous Fire!"

"Weapon Treasures: Chengying Sword - Spiritual Product Level 10;

Red Blood Demon Phoenix Sword - Heavenly Grade 3;

Thunder Dragon Shield (resist the attacks of martial artists below the Immortal Martial Realm, and release the Heavenly Grade 10 Thunder Dragon);

Bombing rocket artillery, from a certain Xiuzhen world!

It can condense the true element to release rockets, and the basic power is ten times that of the warrior's full force!

All of the Warrior's abilities can increase the power of the Sky Bombing Bazooka.

This item has no level and can be increased as the strength of the warrior increases.

If you use it, you can buy it for experience!"

It seems that the Nether Poison Fire has turned into a spell.

The Demon King's heart has become a supernatural power.

Three thousand thunderbolts are naturally still body martial arts.

With these, combined with the powerful weapons and magic weapons, there are also the Dragon Sutra and the Red Blood Thunder Dragon Seal.

His combat power is bound to soar.

A martial artist of the Heavenly Martial Realm?

Destroy it to you!

In the evening, dark clouds were in the sky.

There was a terrible owl's cry that kept ringing in the sky above the chrysanthemum downstairs.

This made Ye Motian's heart a little impetuous.

Nima, it's a ghost.

I'm not dead yet!

In Ye Motian's hometown, it is not a good thing to hear the call of an owl.

As the saying goes, "night owls cry ghosts".

The old family said that as long as you hear owls chirping nearby at night, someone is going to die.

"Who will die?"

Ye Motian has been sharp recently.

provoked quite a few people.

These people do not dare to come to trouble openly during the day.

That will inevitably come up in the evening.

However, Ye Motian was not afraid.

came, after all, it was just to die.

It's definitely not going to be him who dies anyway.

It was finally completely dark.

The owl's call became more and more frightening.

Qin Yufeng, Qin Yujia, Han Qiuyu and Leng Shuang were so tired that they slept after a busy day.

Ye Motian sat in the small courtyard and drank.

Waiting for the arrival of guests.

Although it may only be an uninvited guest.

Call~~

A coffin appeared in the sky!

This time it wasn't the Nine Dogs pulling the coffin.

It was carried by four men in white.

These four white-clothed people are dressed in white, and their bodies are light.

It's like a ghost.

"They are all Immortal Martial Realm eightfold masters!

The Blood Demon Sect is really terrifying!"

The four of them carried the coffin and fell directly outside the door of Ju Xialou.

Ye Motian raised his feet and walked out.

Just stood there and watched indifferently.

"Distinguished guests come to the door, and there is a long way to welcome you. ”

Ye Motian chuckled.

"Boy, you're so bold that you don't even run away?"

A familiar voice came from the coffin.

It was Bai Fengsheng.

Ye Motian said lightly: "Escape, why should I escape?"

It's you, it's scary to come out at night, I'm afraid it's not good.

I don't know how to dress up when I go out. ”

"Pretending!"

Rumble!

The coffin opened, and Bai Fengsheng jumped out of it, like a zombie.

"System, what kind of cultivation is this guy?"

Ye Motian asked.

"The current cultivation is, the Divine Martial Realm is threefold!"

The system's answer made Ye Motian chuckle in his heart.

Is the Shenwu Realm Triple?

I'm afraid Xiang Yu is not the opponent of this guy.

It's a bad thing.

Yuanfang, where are you?

"Boy, are you scared?"

Bai Fengsheng sneered and looked at Ye Motian and said, "Speaking of which, my Blood Demon Sect doesn't seem to have any enmity with you.

But when I occupied this kid's body, I absorbed some of his memories.

You have to avenge him, or you won't be able to calm down.

So, you go and die today.

Kill him!"

As soon as Bai Fengsheng gave an order, the four Immortal Martial Realm eightfold powerhouses rushed towards Ye Motian.

But they were intercepted halfway through.

The little master stopped two, and Xiaoqing stopped two.

Today's Xiao Master and Xiao Qing are both powerhouses of the Nine Layers of the Immortal Martial Realm.

It's still no problem for one person to deal with two Immortal Martial Realm Eightfold Martial Artists.

"Huh?"

Seeing this scene, Bai Fengsheng frowned: "I see."

There are really a lot of masters around you, kid.

But if I make a move, who can stop me?"

As a last resort, Bai Fengsheng could only take action in person.

Although the triple powerhouse of the Divine Martial Realm is a bit cheaper to attack a Xuanwu Realm martial artist.

But tonight's mission is to kill Ye Motian.

Nothing to say.

"Blood Claw!"

Bai Fengsheng roared and slaughtered towards Ye Motian.

Suddenly, a spear stabbed at him.

Xiang Yu made a move.

And this time, Xiang Yu finally used the magic power that he had never used all along-Chu Overlord!

Activate the supernatural power, and his strength can reach the double level of the divine martial realm.

Even if he is still defeated by Bai Fengsheng.

But it also has the power to fight.

Rumble!

The spear collides with the devil's claw.

Xiang Yu took seven or eight steps back.

Bai Fengsheng was also blocked.

But he didn't retreat, which shows the strength of this guy.

"Shenwu Realm!"

Bai Fengsheng looked at Xiang Yu and couldn't believe his eyes.

"Could it be that the way of the world has changed? There is such a master beside the little emperor of the Chiyang Kingdom.

Man, if you are willing to submit to my Blood Demon Sect, this Dharma Protector will let you go.

How is it?

With this kind of waste boy, there is no future. ”

Bai Fengsheng sneered.

After seeing Xiang Yu's strength, he actually had a heart of cherishing talents.

After all, if the Blood Demon Sect wants to recover, it can't be done without the help of outsiders.

(End of chapter)