Ye Yun felt strange in his heart, he didn't know how to talk about it, and he suddenly pulled it on himself.

However, there is poetry and calligraphy in his belly, which also makes the artist bold, even in the face of such a big scene and countless masters, Ye Yun looks as usual, and does not see the slightest panic.

"The disciple is here!"

A glint flashed in Jian Lingkong's eyes, and he said slowly: "I want to take you as an apprentice today, are you willing!"

Ye Yun was stunned, but without the slightest hesitation, he directly lifted his robe and knelt on the white jade steps, if there was nothing to do, maybe he would hesitate, but now that the sect is in trouble, the sword volley is clearly to use him, how can Ye Yun retreat?

"Disciple Ye Yun, meet Master!" Ye Yun's body straightened, he kowtowed three times respectfully, and glanced up at the sword volley, he had never worshiped a master in Xuanyang Sect, and he didn't know if he needed to kowtow five more.

"Hahaha!" Sword Volley let out a long laugh, extremely happy, he pulled Ye Yun up, and the love in his eyes could no longer be concealed, "You and I master and apprentice, there is no need to be polite in the future!"

Ye Yun naturally agreed, and for a while, many disciples and elders of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect came forward to congratulate them, most of them congratulating the sword volley, but there were also many people who took the initiative to talk to Ye Yun, obviously thinking of making friends.

The people of the Seven Directions Force couldn't help but look at each other, what kind of situation is this, wasn't it just now that they were still discussing the matter of entering the Sword Pool? Why did they suddenly turn to apprenticeship? Ten Thousand Sword Sect is deliberately losing our face?

"Senior brothers, what does this mean?" Master Huixian suppressed everyone's anger and stepped forward to ask.

The sword volley pointed at Ye Yun. He said in high spirits: "My apprentice's name is Ye Yun, and he has just joined our Ten Thousand Swords Sect. I think some of you are familiar with him. ”

"Hmph, it is said that the old man of the white bones is because of this kid. I was killed by Brother Wednesday, I'll ask Brother Wednesday about this later!" Old Man Tianhai snorted coldly, but he didn't dwell on it more.

But I saw that in the team of the Yan God Mound, a person slowly walked out, this person had been standing behind Mu Yang, the prince of Wu, and he was wearing a black dress and a long hat, and few people noticed him.

"Below, Mu Feng, the crown prince of the Dayan Dynasty, has seen all the predecessors. This man arched his hand at the Seven Great Elders of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Tearing off the black hat from his head, the sun shone on his face, and he suddenly showed a trace of disgust, but it was only a moment to hide it.

"Seniors, I know this Ye Yun. This person first killed my brother Mu Chen, and then killed my fiancée, Ouyang Ziyan of the Ouyang family. He also teamed up with others to kill the Mei family's second master Mei, and in addition, he successively killed countless masters of Yan Shenzun and Ghost Dao. ”

Mu Feng looked at the faces of several elders and continued: "Such a fierce and bloodthirsty person, please ask your seniors to expel him from the door wall!"

Jian Lingkong and the others were stunned at first. Immediately, Qi Qi burst out laughing, even the Fourth Elder, the Sixth Elder, and the Third Elder all laughed wildly. Mu Feng's face suddenly became extremely embarrassed.

Elder He Qi suddenly suppressed his laughter, and his face was completely gloomy. As soon as he pointed out, Mu Feng suddenly felt empty in his heart. The next moment, the space in front of him shattered like a mirror, and a strong force came, Mu Feng spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew upside down, and was caught by Mu Yang, the martial prince on the side.

"Mu Yang, if you don't know how to discipline the juniors, I can teach the two of you surnamed Mu together!" This is too ugly to hear, but with Elder Heqi's temper, the more ugly his words are, the more others dare not fight him.

"Retreat! Don't talk nonsense! Seventh Elder, he is the Great Yan Prince, not our Yan God Tomb's disciple, after I go back, I will talk to the imperial brother about this matter." Prince Wu's face was as inky as ink, but he still explained in a low voice.

It's not that Yan Shenzuka is not strong enough, the key is that what Mu Feng did was too unreasonable.

If he said this kind of thing a quarter of an hour ago, it would naturally be no problem, but everyone in charge of the sect accepted Ye Yun as a disciple in public, and you said that you want people to expel Ye Yun from the door wall, isn't it clear that you didn't take the entire Ten Thousand Swords Sect in your eyes?

"Hmph!" Elder He Qi glanced at Mu Feng with murderous intent in his eyes, but he didn't say anything more, but looked at the sword volley, on such an occasion, he naturally wanted to give Senior Brother Zu's face.

"Okay, everyone knows who Ye Yun is, and now it's not you who want to enter the sword pool, but the disciples who want to participate in the Ten Thousand Swords Ceremony, but that's the case?"

The seven people were still a little puzzled, and after glancing at each other, they could only nod in unison, with their identities, they would definitely not be able to enter the sword pool.

Jian Lingkong laughed, and said lightly: "If you want to fight for a chance for your own disciples, it is naturally reasonable, but disciples have their own disciples, so those of us who are elders should not interfere." ”

"This, what does this mean?" Vice Dean Cang was really confused, what was this sword volley talking about?

However, not everyone reads the benevolence and morality in the ancient books all day long, and some of the others have already shown a look of thought.

"Ye Yunna, this matter will be handed over to you as a teacher, and it is up to you to decide who enters the sword pool and who can't. ”

"Wow!" The sword volley landed in the air, and the entire Ten Thousand Swords Mountain was in an uproar, no matter what, Ye Yun was completely famous, and all the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect would know who Ye Yun was in the shortest possible time.

"Master of the volley, don't be so playful, right?" Vice Dean Cang frowned suddenly, he vaguely felt that there was fraud in this!

The others also groaned and refused to answer directly.

"Everyone, you have all seen that Ye Yun is just a disciple of the early stage of the True Yuan who has just joined my Ten Thousand Swords Sect, those precious apprentices of yours, if they are not as good as Ye Yun, I don't think they need to enter any sword pool, right?"

Jian Lingkong's face changed, and he suddenly showed impatience, give you a way, you don't dare to go yourself, and let us change the way, can you really be bullied by the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?

There is no need to say more, everyone naturally understands, looking at the face of the sword volley, if they oppose it again, they are afraid that they will do it on the spot.

Don't look at the Seven Directions Forces, there are a lot of people, but if they really make a move, there will not be a trace of waves on this Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, after all, they can't really bring out all the masters in the gate.

"Who is it, you want to enter the sword pool, stand up for me!" Ye Yun saw that it was almost over, and stood in the center of the field with a sword at the moment, and shouted loudly.

The seven masters glanced at each other, they all frowned, but they didn't say anything, this, even if they acquiesced, if they want to regret playing tricks after a while, the strength of these people is not qualified enough! )