Li Yifei!

The young master of the god-level sect, when he clearly showed his disdain for Jing Yu, Zhang Wujie knew that it was impossible to get past the matter in front of him easily.

In terms of strength, Li Yifei is not as good as the second elder who was rejected by Jing Yu at the beginning, but in terms of status, Li Yifei's identity as a young master is not much worse than that second elder.

The fact that the god-level gate can always stand in the position of the martial arts holy land in Nanjiang Prefecture without losing is because of the unique inheritance method of the god-level gate.

The position of the young sect master was set early, so that the disciples in the door would not fall against each other, except for the young sect master, the other disciples were aiming for the position of the elder.

And the sect will also tilt the maximum resources of the young sect master, relying on the resources of the god-level sect and its own talent, it can ensure the martial arts strength of the young sect master, at least when he succeeds to the door master, at least it is also a stunning.

And if you want to become a young master, a necessary condition is that the martial arts have stepped into the realm of the middle grade.

Zhang Wujie is also a stunned mid-grade, but he knows very well that after Li Yifei became the master of the young sect, he got the resources of the god-level sect, whether it was martial arts or cultivation resources, he could not compare.

But even if he is jealous, he Zhang Wujie will not back down.

"Master Li Shaomen, Jing Yu is the guest elder of my Shenyun Sect, and the number of places to come to the God-level Sect has the right to decide for myself."

The qualifications for this quota were determined by the founding patriarch of the Shenyun Sect and the head of the God-level Sect.

"Yes." Li Yifei smiled casually, then squinted his eyes and said, "As the young sect master, I think I still have the right to expel people who are not welcome from my god-level sect from the mountain gate." ”

As soon as Li Yifei's words came out, Zhang Wujie's face turned completely cold, and Lin Ye also understood when he looked at this scene, he was afraid that he would not be able to be good today.

The other party obviously came prepared, but Lin Ye had a vague intuition, this matter seemed to be more than just for Jing Yu.

"Of course, if he can prove his strength and have this qualification to enter my God-level Gate Library, he can stay in the God-level Gate."

Obviously, Li Yifei was forcing Jing Yu to make a move.

As a person in the real world, Lin Ye has experienced the Internet information age, and he instantly heard Li Yifei's words.

Be able to prove your strength.

So what is proof?

Did you defeat the three brothers?

Or do you want to defeat him with his words?

Or does it not count if you beat him, but also defeat someone else?

Of course, Lin Ye believed that it would be okay to defeat Li Yifei, because the god-level gate still needed this face.

It seems that Li Yifei is very confident in his own strength, and judging from his words, he has no intention of saving face for Shenyunmen.

Jing Yu is the guest elder of the Shenyun Gate, and he got the quota of the God-level Gate from the Shenyun Gate, if he is expelled by Li Yifei like this, the face of the Shenyun Gate will inevitably be ruined.

This will inevitably affect the relationship between the God-level Gate and the Divine Yun Gate.

Such a major event, is Li Yifei, a young master, able to call the shots?

Lin Ye had a judgment in his heart, and Jing Yu, who had not spoken, stopped Zhang Wujie: "Brother Zhang, since you are coming at me, then I will solve this matter." ”

"But ......"

Zhang Wujie hesitated, Jing Yu's sword heart collapsed but he hadn't recovered yet.

"Brother Zhang, don't forget, this is not the Shenyun Gate, let alone the place where I live."

Hearing Jing Yu's words, Zhang Wujie reacted suddenly, yes, this is not where Jing Yu lives in Canglan County, and in Canglan County, he can't bear to destroy the people's crops, Jing Yu let the disciples of the god-level gate provoke, but this is the god-level gate, and the territory of the god-level gate is within a radius of 100 miles, so Jingyu doesn't need to have any scruples.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wujie directly retreated to the back, under Jing Yu's falling snow sword, he only had to escape, but Li Yifei and these guys definitely won't run, they won't run, then the result is doomed.

"It can't be used here, so it's better to change places."

Jing Yu looked at Li Yifei and said lightly, Li Yifei said in a deep voice: "Go to the martial arts field." ”、

Martial arts arena!

It is a place where the god-level sect teaches martial arts to the inner disciples, and there are also many disciples who practice martial arts on weekdays, covering an extremely wide area.

When Lin Ye arrived at the martial arts arena, many disciples who were performing martial arts came over to watch after knowing what had happened, and many disciples even ran away to call the brothers to join in the fun.

In their opinion, the young master of their own family will definitely not be defeated, and they also know the name of Jingyu.

This time, Jing Yu was defeated in the hands of the Shaomen Master, and the Shaomen Master would be famous in the entire Nanjiang Prefecture Martial Dao, and their status as a god-level Gate Martial Dao Holy Land would be even more unbreakable.

Soon, the martial arts arena gathered a large group of disciples from the god-level sect, among which there were more than twenty deacons alone.

"Young master, deal with him, I'll just come."

Yan Tong asked Li Yifei to fight, Li Yifei glanced at Jing Yu, but from Jing Yu's calm expression, he couldn't see any clues, and finally nodded and said, "Hmm." ”

It's okay to let Yan Tong try Jing Yu's strength, as for the news from the disciples of the god-level sect, Li Yifei will not be stupid enough to believe that those disciples are not even stunned, it is very likely that Jing Yu is clumsy.

As the young sect master of the god-level sect, he would know information that ordinary disciples did not know.

Five years ago, there was a snow in Henglan County, a very strange snow, and at that time, some people in the rivers and lakes thought that it should be Jingyu who came to challenge the sect master of the Tibetan Sword Sect in Henglan County.

It's just that no one has ever seen Jing Yu's figure, and the Tibetan Sword Sect has not responded to the outside world, plus the sect master of the Tibetan Sword Sect is in the late stage of the sting, many people in the rivers and lakes are definitely not Jing Yu, and no matter how talented Jing Yu is, it is impossible for him to challenge the sect master of the Tibetan Sword Sect in the late stage of the sting, and the snow is just a coincidence.

But Li Yifei learned from the news network of the god-level gate that Jing Yu had been to Henglan County, but he analyzed that Jing Yu should have gone to challenge a certain elder of the Tibetan Sword Sect, and Jing Yu also lost.

Otherwise, according to Jing Yu's habit of challenging other swordsmen every time he challenged in the past, if he won, he would be made public, and the reason why the Tibetan Sword Sect had no news revealed to the public was because the elders of the Tibetan Sword Sect were a generation higher than Jing Yu according to their seniority, and it was not worth showing off if they defeated a junior.

Li Yifei believes that his speculation will not be wrong.

Since Jing Yu dared to challenge the elders of the Hidden Sword Sect, he must also have his own reliance, and it was safest to let Yan Tong test it first.

However, what Li Yifei or everyone present didn't expect was that in the face of Yan Tong's words, Jing Yu still had a flat expression, but he said something that caused an uproar on the scene.

"You don't have to come one by one, let's go up together, including you, the young master."

Li Yifei's pupils contracted, and the disciples of the god-level sect on the scene were like frying pots, and many of them even opened their mouths directly.

"What the hell, run our god-level door to install it!"

"Who does he think he is, and he still needs our young man to take the initiative?"

"I don't know, I thought he was a martial saint!"

Zhang Wujie, who was standing beside Jing Yu, also twitched the corners of his mouth, although he had confidence in Jing Yu after reacting, he also felt that Jing Yu was a little too supportive.

"This ...... Is it so arrogant? ”

"Even if you are not arrogant, there are some things that cannot be stopped."

Lin Ye replied meaningfully to Zhang Wujie, but at this moment, Jing Yu moved.

In the angry scolding of the god-level disciples, in the fire-breathing eyes of Yan Tong and the others, and under Li Yifei's gloomy and ugly face, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed.

A little chill!

The noise of all the god-level sect disciples disappeared in an instant, because these disciples suddenly found that the temperature around them had dropped, and not a little bit.

People who practice martial arts, their bodies are like furnaces, especially the disciples of the god-level sect, their martial arts are not bad, even in the cold winter, they are wearing thin clothes, but at this moment they feel the cold.

Especially those disciples who had not been in the school for a long time, they couldn't help but shudder.

The sky was full of snowflakes, first like a drizzle, but after only a few breaths, the goose feathers and heavy snow fell.

Zhang Wujie looked at this scene, with palpitations on his face, he knew what Yan Tong and the others were going to face next.

"Sword Slash!"

Yan Tong also made a move, he came to challenge Jing Yu, and he also did his homework in advance, and the moment the snowflake appeared, it meant that Jing Yu had already made a move.

The long sword slashed through the air and headed towards Jing Yu like lightning, but the moment the sword light reached Jing Yu, Jing Yu's figure disappeared in place.

Yan Tong's pupils shrank and he was about to retreat, but it was too late, and a snowflake fell on his chest.

Burst!

Yan Tong's chest exploded, and the blood spurted out and melted the snowflake instantly, but it squirted out a blood flower, and then fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Yan Tong's two junior disciples also swung their swords at the same time, at this time they would not consider the arrogance of Jing Yu's previous words, but since Jing Yu said that they would go together, then they were not shameless.

It's a pity that the same two snowflakes fell on their bodies, and the two of them were worse than Yan Tong, and they had just taken a step, and their bodies fell to the ground.

The god-level disciples of the entire martial arts arena were all over the body when they saw this scene, because they couldn't understand how the three Yan Tong brothers fell, and they couldn't even see Jing Yu's figure.

Lin Ye saw the frightened expressions of the god-level disciples, and he was the same in his heart, for the first time, he felt that martial arts cultivation was not weaker than cultivation at the end.

The martial arts arena was full of snow, and Li Yifei, who was in the center of the heavy snow, was sinking like water at the moment, because he also didn't see how Jingyu attacked, but as a young master, he also had his own pride, and under the release of his blood, the snowflakes were all melted at a distance of three meters from his body, and none of them could get close.

He could see that Jing Yu's strange attack methods were related to these snowflakes, as long as he didn't let the snowflakes get close, Jing Yu couldn't sneak attack him.

Although this kind of blood qi release will consume his strength, he believes that Jing Yu's consumption will only be greater than him, and he can consume it.

What Li Yifei didn't know was that the snowflakes were centered on the martial arts arena and spread in all directions, and in the end, snow fell on the peaks of the entire god-level gate.

Nanyun Peak!

The main peak of the god-level gate is also the residence of the god-level sect master.

A fifty-year-old man stretched out his hand to catch a falling snowflake, and then smiled at the middle-aged man in hawk-eyed clothes next to him, and said, "Elder Jing is a little presumptuous, it's just a discussion, I'll reprimand him later." ”

The eagle-eyed man looked deeply at the person in front of him, and after half a sound, he pointed to the teacup on the table: "Master Ren, please drink tea." ”

"The master of the door is called like this, I don't dare to be it in my life." Ren Pingsheng held the tea, very modest.