Yang Gong was in the ring, his expression was calm, his hand reached behind his back, and the black iron big knife was slowly pulled out by him. The black iron broadsword emitted a touch of light under the sunlight, and Yang Gongcheng held it tightly with both hands, feeling more steady.

He didn't think he could defeat Ye Junlin, this was not arrogant, it was true.

However, he still chose to draw his sword and fight.

Every man is born brave, and he has an immortal heroic soul in his bones. A true martial artist can be defeated, but he will never admit defeat easily.

Ye Junlin stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the equally resolute young man in front of him, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

The long-premeditated thought in his heart became even more determined.

If such an apprentice can be taught, then the master himself must be a great person.

"Come on, let's fight!" Ye Junlin put away his 'Red Flame Sword', and there was an extra heavy sword made of black iron in his hand.

"Good!"

Yang Gongcheng responded, and on the big knife in his hand, the knife light was great.

"Drink!" Yang Gongcheng roared, like a sharp arrow off the string, and suddenly rushed towards Ye Junlin.

The sword qi on Ye Junlin's body surged, and the black iron heavy sword in his hand also kept dancing.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The figures of the two constantly appeared in the mid-air of the ring, and each time they appeared, there was a sound of swords intersecting.

Neither of them used the Xuan Technique, but simply relied on the Xuan Qi to fight.

This fight is dozens of rounds.

On the second floor, Guan Ping faintly felt a wave of unease. I only heard him mutter, "Could it be King's Landing, the Xuan Qi is exhausted?"

"Boom!"

The two clashed again, and at that moment, Ye Junlin whispered to Yang Gongcheng like lightning: "Use your strongest Xuan Skill." ”

After Yang Gongcheng listened, he didn't hesitate at all, nor did he have any doubts, and the Xuan Qi in his whole body surged at this moment.

"Liuhe Knife Slash!"

Yang Gongcheng swung out a sword, and on the black iron blade, six swords flew out in an instant, and these swords were wrapped in powerful destructive power, slashing towards Ye Junlin.

Ye Junlin's face showed a trace of 'panic', and the black iron heavy sword in his hand hurriedly swung out.

"Iron Swordsmanship!"

A sword ray, swung out from Ye Junlin's heavy sword, and met Yang Gongcheng's six sword rays. But this sword ray is like a child who has not grown up, facing six strong and healthy adults.

It was engulfed in an instant.

The six sword rays were like six terrifying tigers, instantly rushing towards Ye Junlin's body.

Ye Junlin was 'shocked', and 'hurriedly' started the mystical technique.

"Golden Dragon Shield Technique!"

A golden dragon churned out from Ye Junlin's body, quickly condensed into a golden shield, blocking Ye Junlin's body.

Six swords came in an instant, and they bombarded the golden shield like a storm, and the golden shield was bombarded, and there were tiny cracks faintly.

"Boom!"

The shield shattered, and the six sword rays instantly engulfed Ye Junlin's body, and the violent explosion directly blasted him out.

"Bang!" Ye Junlin's body fell to the ground, instantly smashing out a big hole.

Everyone stared blankly at the scene, with a look of disbelief on their faces. Ye Junlin was defeated by Yang Gongcheng, who was the least optimistic?

"I throw in the towel!"

Ye Junlin crawled out of the pit and said 'decadently'.

"The winner is Yang Gongcheng," Jiang Dui's voice trembled slightly.

"What!" Guan Ping stood up, looking extremely excited.

"No, it's not true, it's not true" Guan Ping seemed to have suffered a huge mental blow, and kept saying something in his mouth. The feeling of falling from heaven to hell at once is really unacceptable.

On the second floor, the most pleasing thing was the Murong Night Wheel. Yang Gongcheng's victory indicated that his son 'Murong Mingyu' would become the new sect master.

"Fifth Elder, congratulations!"

"Congratulations!"

"Congratulations, congratulations"

On the second floor, those elders who were loyal to Murong Mingyu had already congratulated one after another

Yang Gongcheng put away the black iron broadsword and helped Ye Junlin up. At this time, the only one who really understands the truth is afraid that he and Ye Junlin are the only ones.

"Why?" Yang asked.

"Your master is kind-hearted, and only he is qualified to become the next sect master of the 'Purple Cloud Sea'. Ye Junlin said with a little difficulty.

In order to act realistically, the six swords were completely endured by Ye Junlin, even though he had undergone the 'sword qi refining skin', but on his body, there were still some wounds.

"The 'Sea of Purple Clouds' will remember all that you've done. "Yang Gongcheng picked up Ye Junlin and went to the 'Medicine Hall'.

The disciples in the stands laughed when they saw the injured Ye Junlin, they were still worried about Ye Junlin's 'molestation' of Song Miaoyu just now.

Ye Junlin was dismissive of this.

"Ye Junlin, did you do it on purpose!" Guan Ping thought of the 'Golden Dragon Shield Technique' that Ye Junlin had used, and suddenly understood something, he pointed at Ye Junlin and scolded loudly.

"Guess!"

Ye Junlin replied extremely provocatively.

"I'll kill you!"

Guan Ping was already furious, and there were two more huge 'round hammers' in his hands, and his body jumped and smashed towards Ye Junlin's head.

"Stop!"

On the second floor, the old man, who had been watching quietly, suddenly made a move.

The old man's palm waved lightly, and the green light in the sky surged. In the next moment, several thorns suddenly grew on the originally calm ground. These thorns were like spirits, and instantly tied up the angry Guan Ping to death.

Guan Ping, who is as strong as this, is not a general in front of the old man. This shocked everyone present.

Xuanshi, this is definitely something that Xuanshi can do.

"Who is this?" Ye Junlin asked Yang Gongcheng.

"It seems to be the Supreme Elder who is responsible for guarding the 'Xuanji Pavilion', surnamed Xu, I don't know the specifics. Yang Gongcheng scratched his head and replied, "Don't worry about these for now, let's go and treat your injuries first." ”

After Yang Gongcheng finished speaking, he was about to leave with Ye Junlin, but at this moment, the Supreme Elder surnamed Xu suddenly said, "Wait a minute." ”

Yang Gongcheng and Ye Junlin looked at this Supreme Elder in surprise, their faces puzzled.

When the elder saw this, he smiled slightly, but did not say much.

A green light flew out of his palm, like a mischievous elf, slowly lingering around Ye Junlin's body. Ye Junlin's wound slowly healed under the surging green mang.

"It's amazing. Yang Gongcheng secretly admired.

"Child, you are a far-sighted teenager with a general understanding. The old man wants to accept you as a closed disciple, what do you think?" the old man asked straight to the point.

"It's not your turn to accept it, the old man is the 'sword warrior'!"

In the sky, a loud voice reverberated from afar