Qingshan Town.

In the hall, the atmosphere was a little oppressive.

"Old butcher, is there anyone from your Yi family who will compete in this year's top 100 martial arts?" At the head of the hall, a slightly hoarse voice of a black-robed old man sounded.

At the bottom of the hall, the left and right rows are all sitting on the rulers of all the forces in Qingshan Town, and Yi Tu is the first in the left row.

"Old guy, I said that there will be people in my Yi family to fight, you can just assign a quota to my Yi family's name, and you are still chirping here. Yi Tu sat on the chair casually, and between the words, he didn't give much face to the old man in the first place.

Hearing Yi Tu's words, the black-robed old man's face did not change, but a cold glint flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he was also a scheming person.

"That being the case, which one of your Yi family is going to fight, according to the rules of the martial arts, let him show his face, and let the leaders here pass by, otherwise your Yi family will have no one to fight, wouldn't it be a waste of this place?

Although the hoarse words of the black-robed old man were calm, they made Yi Tu's face change slightly, this old immortal would engage in these shady methods.

"Yes, according to the rules of the martial arts, I should have waited for an eye. ”

"Yes, this Yi family master is domineering. ”

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Sure enough, after the black-robed old man above finished speaking, the heads of all parties sitting in the hall whispered, causing Yi Tu's face to sink.

According to the rules of the top 100 martial arts, the number of participants and candidates for each side does need to be determined under the joint supervision of the heads of all parties, but it does not have to be so.

The reason why the first black-robed old man would embarrass him here was that he didn't know where he learned that his grandson had already gone out to practice, and used this rule to deprive him of the Yi family's quota for the competition. In this way, the top 100 martial arts and his Yi family are just a spectator, and the financial resources rewarded for the martial arts are also wasted, and I think this is also the purpose of the old thing.

"Old guy, I said that there will be people in my Yi family to fight, if you must engage in these methods, then I will try your strength, have you improved over the years. And you, if you are not convinced, although you come to me and are easy to slaughter, don't blame me for being ruthless if you lose your life. As soon as Yi Tu's words came out, the hall immediately fell silent.

Many people only remembered that the person in front of them was not a soft-hearted person, if he wasn't ruthless enough many years ago, his Yi family would not be able to gain a foothold in this Qingshan Town, and he was really forced to be anxious, I am afraid that they will not have a good life.

The black-robed old man sitting at the top also frowned when he heard Yi Tu's domineering words. Although he was not afraid of this old butcher, he was not sure that he could defeat him, and now there was almost no means to curb the development of the Yi family, unless he could find a helper. Thinking of this, the black-robed old man looked at the first place in the right row of the hall.

At the head of the right row of the hall sat an old man dressed in purple and gold clothes, who sat beside him as if no one was around, and he was always in a state of closing his eyes. But it was this gesture, and not many people present dared to be dissatisfied, just because this old man was Wang Xuanyang.

The Wang family, one of the three major families in Qingshan Town, is the current head of the family, Wang Xuanyang, and is also a strong man of the Eight Rank Xuan Master.

As if sensing the gaze of the first black-robed old man in the hall, Wang Xuanyang slowly opened his eyes.

"Brother Mo, since Brother Yi has said so, then let's follow what Brother Yi said. Wang Xuanyang said lightly. The Brother Mo in Wang Xuanyang's mouth is the black-robed old man sitting in the first place, Mo Wentian. The contemporary head of the Mo family in Qingshan Town, he is also a strong man who has reached the Nine Rank Xuan Master.

Hearing Wang Xuanyang's words, although he seemed to be helping himself speak, Yi Tu secretly pursed his lips, this old guy is not a good bird.

"Brother Wang has said so, so let's follow what the head of the Yi family said. Mo Wentian said. Thinking about it, he also knew that the old butcher would not give in, so he went down the steps.

Since this is the case, the old man will not accompany him and take his leave. Yi Tu stood up, looked around, and walked out of the hall on his own. With Yi Tu taking the lead, the leaders of all parties left one by one.

Mo Wentian looked at Yi Tu's back as he walked out, a cold light flashed in his eyes, this old guy didn't give him any face.

Wang Xuanyang looked at Mo Wentian's cold face, and an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes.

"Brother Mo doesn't have to be like this, even if someone from his Yi family really comes to participate in the war, do you think that with the juniors of your and my families, there is nothing to do with the people of his Yi family? Don't forget, now that Mo Yuyang of your family is already attacking Xuanshi, this kind of strength, I am afraid that no one in this young generation of Qingshan Town can compare with it. ”

Wang Xuanyang had absolute confidence in his words, especially when it came to Mo Yuyang, even he couldn't help but show admiration, he was impacting the realm of Xuanshi at such an age, and he could really be regarded as a genius.

Thinking of his grandson, the look of satisfaction that appeared on Mo Wentian's face, and Mo Yuyang's talent, even he was amazed. It seemed that he could anticipate the scene of the Yi family being humiliated by Mo Yuyang, and the corners of Mo Wentian's mouth set off a ruthless arc.

Hengyun Mountains, the core area.

Yi Xuan was still cultivating in the stone path, and in the past dozens of days, he had been trying to break through fifty beast puppets, but he was always one line behind. But Yi Xuan didn't have the slightest sense of impatience, he knew that cultivation was the most taboo to achieve quickly, and he believed that it was only a matter of time before he used his talent to break through the stone path of the fifty beast puppets.

And during this period of time, his Xuan Qi cultivation also successfully broke through to the four grades of the Xuan Scholar. He believes that now that he is encountering the Mighty Wolf, with his current strength, he no longer needs to fight for both sides, but can be completely killed.

And Yuan Hu also found Yi Xuan again, and handed him a knife at the same time.

"This knife is made of pure deep-sea black gold, without any impurities. That deep-sea black gold is extremely difficult to melt, but I still drew out the earth fire of this Hengyun Mountain Range, and with the assistance of Xuan Qi, it was only after it could be melted and shaped. In terms of quality, it is enough to step into the ranks of the earth-level mysteries, and even in some aspects, it is even worse than the earth-level mysteries, you kid, you really found me a difficult job. Yuan Hu handed Yi Xuan a black and purple knife and said.

"I was able to reach the ground level, thank you Uncle Tiger. Yi Xuan took the knife in surprise, holding the knife in his hand, it was cold.

The earth-level mystical weapon is a higher-level mystical weapon after the high-level mystery, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is unpredictable. He was also quite surprised that this knife could enter the ranks of earth-level mystical weapons, and thought that it could only reach the level of high-level mystical weapons at most, but it gave him a surprise.

Yi Xuan's heart was quite grateful to Yuan Hu, after all, if it weren't for Yuan Hu's high strength, he might not be able to help that piece of deep sea black gold. This knife is quite heavy in his hand, and the shape of the knife is nine points similar to the emperor knife in his body, and the purple lines that occasionally flash in the pitch-black blade of the whole body further set off the extraordinary nature of this knife.

"In the future, I will call you Zixuandao. Yi Xuan waved the knife, which was considered to have named the knife. If nothing else, the knife will stay with him for a long time.

Yuanhu was fiddling with Yi Xuan, and then beckoned Xue Linglong on the side to step forward: "Linglong, come here." ”

"Oh. Xue Linglong jumped over obediently.

"After that piece of deep-sea black gold forged a knife for Yi Xuan, there was still a lot left, so I added some other top-grade materials, and by the way, I refined a sword for Linglong you. Yuan Hu said to Xue Linglong dotingly, a burst of light flashed, and a women's saber appeared in his hand.

Yuan Hu drew his sword out of the sheath, only to see that this sword was as thin as a cicada's wings, the sword body was more than a foot long, the whole body was blue, there were some small black and purple lines in the middle of the sword body, and the hilt was still exquisitely decorated.

As soon as Xue Linglong saw this sword, her eyes lit up.

"This sword is mainly made of a mixture of deep-sea black gold and azure sand, and it is also ranked among the quality of earth-level mystical weapons, although it does not have pure Xuanqi channeling, but it has the extremely tough characteristics of azure sand, and it can be said that it is also a top-grade weapon in the earth-level mystical weapons. Now, here you go!" Yuan Hu said, handing the sword to Xue Linglong, who was salivating on the side.

"Hehe, thank you Uncle Tiger!" Xue Linglong took the sword and said sweetly to Yuan Hu.