Many Tianjiao never dreamed that after Ye Xuan killed this black Jiao, he would take over the position of the black Jiao and stop in front of the bronze ancient hall, not allowing himself to enter the ancient hall.

What's worse is that this guy actually became a bandit road rage, the goose plucked his feathers, and he wanted to rob everyone, he could go in, but he had to hand over the money to buy the road, otherwise, he was ruthless and said that he was going to kill without mercy.

Of course, some people believe these words, and some people think they are just scaring jokes, such as the Tianjiao Wang Yihan of Chizhou Wushuangmen, who is injured and has a bad brain.

Wang Yihan has been lurking in Tianjiao, no longer arrogantly showing up and calling the disciples of Qingcheng, with Ye Xuan's strong rise, he is much more low-key, hiding but not coming, waiting for the opportunity to move.

It's just that at this moment, the peerless opportunity of the Bronze Ancient Palace is in front of him, and his stubborn and self-righteous temperament finally broke out uncontrollably, and he was the first to stand up and began to occupy the moral high ground, accusing Ye Xuan.

"Ye Xuan, you are also Qingyu Tianjiao, how can you rob your own people? If you know each other, get out of the way, otherwise, I will raise my arms and shout, Tianjiao will gather and besiege you together, and when the time comes, you will be bloody on the spot, then you will be to blame!"

Wang Yi's meaning is strict, and Ye Xuan's words are not counted, as if he is really the leader of this group of Tianjiao.

Seeing Wang Yihan come out, Wei Qingxuan and Zhang Laoshi secretly laughed in their hearts, and at the same time, they also began to mourn for this young man, this Ye Xuan is not a good talker, if he doesn't agree, he will be killed upside down, you scare him in public like this, it is simply that you are afraid of life, and you want to see the rhythm of Hades early.

Ye Xuan didn't answer, but the dragon in his hand directly turned into a black light, cutting through the sky, not giving this Wang Yihan any chance to react, penetrating his right shoulder, and then a wonderful whirl in the air returned to his hand.

As soon as the blood appeared, Wang Yihan fell in response, wanting to scold Ye Xuan angrily, but found that the Tianjiao on the side were all silent, including the disciples of the peerless Qingcheng, who were silent, only then did they know that Ye Xuan's ferocity had already deterred everyone.

Raising his arms and shouting, the sky is full of pride, and they all shoot together, it is really a joke.

"Someone croaks again, pointing fingers, I, Ye Xuan, no matter what identity this person is, is the Tianjiao of your peerless Qingcheng, and I will also kill it in public. Ye Xuan said indifferently, and then his eyes swept towards the Qingcheng disciples intentionally or unintentionally, as if he wanted to see how you Tianjiao reacted.

Qingshan and other Qingcheng disciples have pale faces, Ye Xuan is slapping their Qingcheng faction in the face in public, and he doesn't give him the slightest face, can it be said that this guy won't go to Qingzhou in the future? Don't you enter the Qingyu Tianjiao list and get a place to step on the domain bridge? If you offend us Qingcheng in death like this, you will have to settle accounts with him sooner or later!

Wei Qingxuan raised his hand, letting the Qingyi and the others beside him calm down for a while, and then took a step forward and said to Ye Xuan: "I am willing to take out some yellow-level magic weapons in exchange for a few places, so that our disciples of the peerless Qingcheng can enter this bronze ancient hall first." ”

"Yellow-level magic weapons, do you think I'm rare?" Ye Xuan frowned slightly, what he needed at the moment was at least a Xuan-level blade and magic weapon, and the yellow-level really didn't look down on it.

"As far as I know, in a region like Liangzhou, yellow-level blades and magic weapons should be heirlooms of ordinary families, even in the sect, there are not many, and they can be regarded as priceless. ”

After saying this, Wei Qingxuan was very domineering and directly took out six yellow-level blades and magic weapons from the Sumeru ring, pointed to the four Qingcheng disciples behind him, including the Qingyi and Zhang Laoshi, and then said, "Just the six of us, Brother Ye Xuan, what do you think?"

"The quota of the world-shattering chance can be said to be sky-high, and you want to use a yellow-level blade magic weapon to exchange for a quota, which is really wishful thinking. Ye Xuan said lightly.

"Oh, is this all missing? There are more than 20 Tianjiao people here, and together you can earn twenty yellow-level magic weapons, which is a fortune that ordinary sects are coveted! Wei Qingxuan looked at the many states behind him, and then said sincerely.

Ye Xuan didn't answer, he waved his hand directly, his divine sense moved, and a handle of yellow-level blades and pieces of magic weapons appeared in the air, more than a hundred pieces, piled up into a hill, among which there were more than a dozen Xuan-level magic weapon blades, flashing in the hill with a dazzling treasure light that was different from the yellow-level blades, brightening everyone's eyes.

For a while, Tianjiao in various states, including Wei Qingxuan, the Qingcheng Tianjiao, was also dumbfounded, this Ye Xuan was dressed in a burlap shirt, but he had so many blades and magic weapons on his body, how many sects had been robbed?

"I thought that I, Wei Qingxuan, was the No. 1 Duobao boy in the Qingyu, but I didn't expect that Brother Ye Xuan you were the real Duobao Tianjiao. Wei Qingxuan felt that his pride and self-esteem had been hit hard by Ye Xuan again, and his heart ached faintly.

"Wrong, I'm different from you, yours is rewarded by the elders of the sect, and mine is from killing people and taking treasures. Ye Xuan said lightly, obviously not wanting or disdainful of Wei Qingxuan's company, and classified as a type of person.

Ye Xuan said these words lightly, but when he entered the second middle school of Zhongtianjiao, he disliked the turbulent waves.

How many people has this guy killed? Cultivators with such yellow-level and Xuan-level blades and magic weapons are not idle existences, they are not Tianjiao disciples, they are the heads of the family, and the sect masters.

This guy said that he would kill him, and in his eyes, wouldn't he also be an existence that could be killed at will? This guy wouldn't be deliberately blocking the way, asking for the treasure, revealing the treasure, and then killing and snatching it?

For a while, everyone was in danger, and the Tianjiao people in all states even had the idea of retreating, this bronze ancient hall was indeed a big opportunity, but if it was to be robbed or even killed by Ye Xuan, any big opportunity would be in vain.

The dead Tianjiao is not Tianjiao, it is worse than salted fish, this is the famous saying of the cultivation world.

"That'...... Ye Xuan, what are you going to do?" Seeing that Ye Xuan was rich and wealthy, and his combat power was also a cut higher than his own, Wei Qingxuan's tone suddenly softened.

"It's very simple, a place, a Xuan-level magic weapon blade, if you don't have it, let me go immediately, don't appear in my sight, otherwise I may send you on your way if I'm not careful." Ye Xuan said coldly.

"What, a Xuan-level magic weapon blade?"

"Yes, it's just sky-high, I only have a yellow-level magic weapon blade, and the only Xuan-level blade is my family's heirloom, how can I exchange a so-called quota for entering the ancient hall?"

"That's right, if you don't get anything out of entering the ancient hall, wouldn't you lose a Xuan-level blade?"

"It makes sense, but you haven't thought that all the big opportunities must be accompanied by great terror, if we exhaust everything, exchange for a place, enter it, but die, that's really wrong!"

......

Hearing the bitter words of the Tianjiao in various states, Ye Xuan couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

The cultivator's cultivation is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, and the things outside your body, especially this kind of Xuan-level blade magic weapon, can be said to be worthless in the face of chance, and there are even people who give up such opportunities for the sake of these broken copper and iron, as for those Tianjiao who are afraid of dying in the secret realm, Ye Xuan is also a little speechless.

What else do these flowers in the greenhouse go through when they come out? What kind of cultivation can they cultivate? Wouldn't it be better to be the king and hegemon in the sect at home all the time?

"Here are six Xuan-level blades and magic weapons, five of us in Qingcheng plus Zhang Laoshi. Wei Qingxuan took out six treasures with a painful face, feeling physically and mentally tired, as if he had been hollowed out.

"Well, stand on my right side and go in later. Ye Xuan didn't look at these Xuan-level blade magic weapons of extraordinary quality, and they were directly included in the Sumeru Ring, unmoved.

Afterwards, Chen Yang and several others also gave their talisman weapons or hand blades with a frustrated face, which could be regarded as buying a place to enter the Bronze Ancient Palace.

The remaining ten people hesitated, and finally one person took the lead to leave, and the others also followed, so that in front of the Bronze Ancient Palace, there were only ten people left, including Ye Xuan.

"Seeing that you don't seem to have a protective magic weapon and a fighting blade, now, give you a choice, I can lend you these Xuan-level magic weapon blades again, but the various opportunities you get from heaven and earth treasures will be divided into a quarter of me. ”

Before Ye Xuan entered the Bronze Ancient Palace, he threw out another few words, so angry that this group of Tianjiao was half dead.