Heaven's Gate.

Several great grandmasters appeared in a large hall.

Ye Canghai tasted the fragrant tea, and the old god said comfortably: "The latest news, my son Ye Wuya has stepped into the realm of the Great Grandmaster, what do you think?" How so? ”

The words seem calm, but they are full of pride.

"Huh! His own sons have all stepped into the realm of great grandmasters, but someone has just broken through, what is there to be proud of? ”

Ye Daoqi was short-tempered, he couldn't stand Ye Canghai's ostentatious appearance, now in the entire Heavenly Gate, who doesn't know that your son Ye Wuya has stepped into the realm of a great grandmaster?

Look at your snarky appearance, it's so hateful!

Ye Canghai was also short-tempered, and when he heard Ye Daoqi's words, he couldn't help but scold: "! If it weren't for being the master of this bullshit, with my talent, I would have broken through twenty years ago. ”

"You were the one who grabbed the position of the master of the door back then, and now you are the one who is unhappy with the position of the master of the door."

Ye Daoqi scoffed.

Who doesn't know that Ye Canghai was the most fierce guy back then?

All kinds of conspiracies and tricks emerge one after another, and they just make his stronger brothers lose their temper.

And now this guy is still complaining?

Ye Canghai was full of black lines, and said: "Whatever you say, anyway, my son Wuwu will become a great grandmaster." ”

"Ahem!"

Ye Xuanxiu coughed lightly and asked, "Don't just talk about Ye Wuya, what is the situation of the other three?" ”

On the side, a great grandmaster wearing a mask said indifferently: "Ye Rufeng and Ye Qingzhou have already gone to Xiangzhou, they should go to Shudi, this time they have made great progress, and it will not be long before they can step into the realm of grandmasters." ”

The masked man is the master of the Tianmen Tianyan Pavilion, Ye Qinzhi.

"What about Ye Lingtian?"

Ye Xuanxiu asked.

When Ye Lingtian's name was mentioned, a strange color appeared in the eyes of everyone present.

Ye Qinzhi said with a strange expression: "That guy went all the way south, and when he saw the Qinglou, he walked around, and he behaved strangely, and he was rushing to Jingchu this time, I don't know what the purpose is, it is estimated that he wants to appreciate the style of the Jingchu Red Mansion." ”

Ye Canghai nodded with satisfaction and said: "My son Ling Tian, I have my demeanor, but the fifteenth floor under my control no longer pays attention to him, and you Tianyan Pavilion don't need to continue to stare at him, his way, let him go by himself." ”

Everyone has been paying attention to the four sons of Tianmen, in fact, they are trying to find a suitable heir to the sect master.

The master of the Heavenly Gate does not need to be the strongest, but he needs to have the absolute ability to manage the Heavenly Gate.

Just like Ye Canghai, although this guy's strength is average, when it comes to management, there is really no one in the entire Tianmen and his generation who is his opponent.

Now it seems that Ye Wuya and Ye Rufeng are both good candidates, one person has strong cultivation and strong management ability; A person who is obscure and low-key.

As for Ye Qingzhou's words, he has a frivolous personality, and he has to continue to observe.

As for Ye Lingtian......

That guy is even more mysterious, and his behavior along the way is difficult to see through the slightest, and from the current situation, he may also be a good candidate, but the key is that the guy has no interest in the position of the master, which makes people laugh and cry.

"If you don't stare at it, what if you hang up?"

Ye Daoqi frowned.

He has always been unconvinced by anyone, unless the opponent's chess move can enter his eyes.

Obviously, there are two people who he admires very much, one is the Great Zhou National Master Feng Yujun, and the other is Ye Lingtian.

Ye Canghai and Ye Qinzhi looked at Ye Daoqi with strange expressions, is this old guy concerned about Ye Lingtian?

Didn't it mean that Ye Lingtian teased him, he couldn't wait to pick Ye Lingtian's skin?

Ye Xuanxiu smiled playfully, and the three of them knew about that game of chess!

"Who can touch him in the slightest?"

An indifferent voice sounded, and Ye Baiyi, who was dressed in white, entered the hall with his hands in his hands.

"Huh! It's a novelty, you guy gave up the Sword Pavilion? ”

Ye Daoqi scoffed.

"Shu is lively, and I plan to go shopping."

Ye Baiyi said calmly.

"Shu Di ...... I advise you not to go there, or I'm afraid you'll really hang up. ”

Ye Canghai said in a deep voice.

Shu is a forbidden area for Ye Baiyi, he has entered Shu three times, but he died three times, and all of this is because of a woman in Shu Mountain!

The so-called avenue is ruthless, but people have flesh and blood, and naturally have feelings, although Ye Baiyi is a high-ranking generation of sword saints, he also has his own persistence and favorite women.

For Ye Baiyi, the danger is not in Baidi City, not in Tangmen, not in Qingcheng, not in Emei, but in Shushan in Longtan Tiger's Den.

"Gotta go."

Ye Baiyi said indifferently.

"Go ahead! You are not young anymore, if you succeed, bring a lady back and add an heir, if you fail, Tianmen will collect the body for you. ”

An old man with a hunchback sits outside the main hall drinking.

"Good!"

Ye Baiyi nodded lightly.

......

"Outside the world of the river, the mountains are in the middle of nothing. Fuyao, in another twenty miles, we will enter the Jingchu realm. ”

Three days later, Ye Lingtian and Yue Fuyao approached the Jingchu Realm.

"I'm afraid that someone doesn't want us to enter Jingchu."

Yue Fuyao whispered, her eyes looked coldly ahead, and a group of mysterious people with blades appeared.

"Presumably this is the third son of Tianmen! I've been waiting here for a long time. ”

A middle-aged man with a heavy sword clenched his fists slightly.

"Oh? Who are you? ”

Ye Lingtian asked with a smile.

This middle-aged man is not weak, the peak of the grandmaster.

"Soon the third prince will know."

The middle-aged man waved his hand gently.

Rumble!

The group of mysterious people immediately struck.

Yue Fuyao instantly killed the front, and with a wave of his hand, a moon blade flew out.

"Ah......h

A scream sounded, and the group of mysterious people was immediately stopped and cut in two, and the scene was extremely bloody.

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly: "Grandmaster peak realm, there is something!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly swung his long sword and slashed at Yue Fuyao.

Yue Fuyao did not choose to hit hard, but decisively avoided it.

Rumble!

A ten-meter-long crack was instantly split into the ground.

"Fuyao, catch the sword!"

Ye Lingtian waved his hand casually, and in the middle of the carriage, a long sword wrapped in strips of cloth flew towards Yue Fuyao.

Yue Fuyao took the long sword, a strange color flashed in her eyes, she saw this sword wrapped in cloth strips before, and thought it was a disaster......

"Huh? This sword...... Dragon Tiger Mountain's Evil Slashing Sword! ”

When the middle-aged man saw the long sword in Yue Fuyao's hand, his pupils shrank, and his eyes showed a look of surprise.

Yue Fuyao didn't talk nonsense, and slashed out with a sword.

"Humph!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly and immediately swung his sword to meet it.

Click!

In the next moment, the heavy sword in his hand was slashed.

Yue Fuyao swung his sword again, and the sword qi exploded, murderous and ferocious.

The heavy sword broke, and the middle-aged man looked restrained.

After more than 100 moves.

The long sword in Yue Fuyao's hand was directly on the middle-aged man's neck.

Ye Lingtian stepped out of the carriage with a smile and asked, "Can you tell me who you are now?" If you don't say it, you'll die! ”

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "I guess the third prince will not kill me, if you move me, Qin Pujia will definitely die!" ”

"Threatened?"

Ye Lingtian smiled faintly.

"It's not a threat, it's just that my master wants to make a deal with the third son."

The middle-aged man's expression was determined, and with Qin Pujia as a threat, Ye Lingtian would definitely not move him.

Sting!

Ye Lingtian grabbed the blade of the evil sword and pulled it gently.

The middle-aged man's neck was cut off in an instant, and blood gushed out.

"You ......"

His eyes widened, his expression was a little confused, as if he couldn't figure out why Ye Lingtian would kill him.