Entering the martial arts arena, it was very lively, and the space was extremely large, but the light was dim.

This is a huge capped circular field, surrounded by people, at this time in the middle of the martial arts arena, there are two monks of the Soul Summoning Realm who are fighting each other, and the people around are shouting and cheering.

"You two, do you have a VIP order?"

Not long after, a staff member of the martial arts arena came to Ye Qingtian and the others, because they saw that both of them were extraordinary, and they were extremely polite.

"VIP order?" Ye Qingtian hadn't been here before, and he looked a little puzzled.

Qianhe smiled slightly and handed a pure gold token to the person.

"Sister Qianhe, you?"

Ye Qingtian didn't expect that Qianhe would have a VIP order from the Yuandu Martial Arts Arena, and he was immediately a little surprised.

"This is what Miss Nangong put here for me. Chiha smiled and replied.

The staff of the martial arts arena took the token, looked at it, and then returned it to Qianhe, and said respectfully: "Two, please here." ”

Soon, under the leadership of this person, Ye Qingtian came to a registration office, a huge counter, in which sat an old man, counting the number of people registered today.

Hearing that someone was coming, the old man casually raised his head and glanced at it, and when he saw that it was only two young people, he lowered his head again.

"Name, Xiuwei. ”

The old man asked aloud.

Ye Qingtian smiled slightly, but he was not angry, he came to the old man, and said loudly: "Ye Lang, Wang Blood Realm." ”

Hearing this, the old man immediately raised his head and stared at Ye Qingtian, and couldn't help but be surprised, after all, such a young King Blood Realm cultivator was very rare.

"Your name is the same as that of the sick man, but your cultivation is very powerful. The old man also showed appreciation at this time.

He had heard of the name of the sick man Ye Lang, but he had not really seen it, but he had only learned from some gossip that the sick man Ye Lang was a person without spiritual roots.

Therefore, Ye Qingtian at this time did not let him think of going with the sick son Ye Lang.

"The seniors have won the award, how can I be compared with the sick son Ye Lang, he is the head of the four princes. ”

Ye Qingtian said out loud with a harmless smile on his face.

Qianhe watched from the sidelines, just snickering silently and not making a sound.

"The young man is nice and quite modest. The old man said with a smile, and then continued, "This is a contract of life and death, and I believe you should know that there will be deaths here." ”

After speaking, the old man handed a page full of dense words to Ye Qingtian.

Ye Qingtian didn't care much about it, and directly signed his name on it.

The old man put the contract away, then lowered his head and drew a stroke on his notebook, then raised his head, took out a wooden card with Ye Lang's name and handed it to Ye Qingtian, and said: "Your opponent is also a monk of the King Blood Realm, he is much older than you, if he can't win, he can directly admit defeat, here, there is no shame in admitting defeat, don't lose your life because of impulse." ”

Ye Qingtian took the wooden card, and then said to the old man with a smile: "Thank you seniors for reminding you." ”

After that, he took Chiho into the crowd and waited for the end of the competition on the martial arts arena.

Time gradually passed, and at present, above the martial arts arena were two monks of the Divine Formation Realm, and their strength was equal to each other.

However, it seems that these two people have a deep hatred, and each time they use a deadly attack, and powerful spiritual power is surging everywhere.

If it weren't for the protective array around the arena, it was likely that the people around would be affected.

"In the martial arts arena, in addition to the normal gambling competition, it is used by others to do life and death duels, since King Yu ascended the throne of the Yuan Emperor, the Yuan capital has been forbidden to kill, so it has become the only place for revenge that can make some people with deep hatred and hatred. ”

Qianhe was next to Ye Qingtian, explaining some of the rules in the martial arts arena for him.

Ye Qingtian also nodded secretly, although this method is a little cruel, but it is not the most powerful way to protect the lives and property of the people in the outside world, for this, Ye Qingtian still very much agrees with the current Yuan Emperor's approach.

Sure enough, every moment, on the martial arts arena, both of them used their last bit of strength, and the blades of both sides stabbed each other's vital points at the same time, killing both of them.

No one sympathized with them, on the contrary, when they saw this scene, the surrounding audience became enthusiastic and shouted wonderful excitement.

It didn't take long for the corpses on the martial arts arena to be dragged down.

"Below, it is the battle between the Wang Blood Realm, by the East Sword against Ye Lang. ”

A loud voice sounded in the martial arts arena, and a figure had already appeared on the martial arts arena.

It was a man in his thirties, with a hideous face and a giant sword, who had already closed his eyes when he came to the martial arts arena, as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate.

"Dongjian, isn't this King Lan's guard, how did you come to the martial arts arena? ”

"You don't know, King Lan recently came to Yuandu, and he has won a lot of money by relying on Dongjian. ”

"I've also heard about it, and it is said that this Dongjian is a person who is as famous as Ye Qingfeng, the eldest princess of the Martial Prince's Mansion, back then, and he has already defeated many monks of the same level. ”

"Ye Qingfeng, is that Ye Qingfeng who had the identity of the youngest swordsman back then?"

"It's not that he can have anyone, it's just a pity, if Ye Qingfeng hadn't died, I'm afraid he would have broken through to the True Martial Realm by now. ”

Ye Qingtian stopped all the voices of these people talking in his ears, clenched his fists slightly, and then was relieved.

"Sister Qianhe, remember to press more and I'll win. ”

Ye Qingtian turned his head and smiled at Qianhe, and then walked towards the martial arts arena.

Qianhe shook his head slightly, looking a little helpless, but with a smile, he called the staff on the side over, and directly handed a crystal clear spirit stone to the other party, and after saying a few words, his eyes fell on Ye Qingtian's body.

"Eh, you said this Ye Lang, could it be the legendary sick man Ye Lang. ”

When someone heard the name Ye Lang, they immediately became puzzled.

"Oh, it's impossible, I've heard a long time ago, although the sick son Ye Lang is extremely powerful, but he doesn't have a spiritual root, and it is impossible to have the cultivation of the King Blood Realm. ”

Someone got some news and rejected this idea of others.

Soon Ye Qingtian came to the martial arts arena, and suddenly the people around him were surprised, and the scene was in an uproar.

"I'm not mistaken, this young man who looks like he's only in his early twenties has the cultivation of the King's Blood Realm. ”

Some people couldn't believe their eyes, after all, it was rare for them to see such a young genius in their circle, let alone a King Blood Realm cultivator in his early twenties.

"I'm going, I'm going to open my eyes, I'm going to open my eyes! To reach this point at this age, the future is bound to be limitless, even if he loses, I will make friends. ”

Although Ye Qingtian's appearance surprised the people around him very much, he didn't have much confidence in Ye Qingtian.

After all, Dongjian is the younger brother of the current Yuan Emperor, the guard beside King Lan, a powerful sword cultivator who has already stepped into the King's Blood Realm.

And Ye Qingtian is just a young man, in comparison, there is still a big gap between the two.

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