Chapter 141

For others, ye Xiwen's practice can be described as bold. Is he tired of fighting with a true Taoist disciple on the spot?

The value of an inner disciple and a true Taoist disciple is too different. Even if Luo Yifan kills Ye Xiwen in anger, the sect may not give Luo Yifan much pain.

However, for ye Xiwen, Luo Yifan's intention to kill is ready to come out. The two sides have almost torn their faces. It is meaningless to maintain the superficial harmony, but it seems that they are afraid. Sooner or later, the two sides will have a conflict. Luo Yifan is thinking about how to get rid of Ye Xiwen.

In Ye Xiwen's mind, there are thousands of schemes to kill Luo Yifan. There is only one way out for both sides. Either you die or I live!

But for other disciples, they don't know all kinds of things. They don't know the reason. They just think that Luo Yifan is very strange. How can he suddenly improve his skills for his people, and ye Xiwen is even more strange. He yells at a true Taoist disciple in public. Is it too long to live?

Of course not. Ye Xiwen naturally has his own plan, because he knows that Lin zhantian is on the high platform. If Luo Yifan wants to do it for himself, Lin zhantian can't help himself. Although Luo Yifan is strong, Lin zhantian is not a soft persimmon!

Therefore, ye Xiwen's seemingly risky actions are actually very safe and completely calculated.

Therefore, ye Xiwen blocked Luo Yifan's mouth with reason every word, making him an unreasonable image!

"Bold, what are you, dare to challenge me!" Luo Yifan's angry voice came down from the high platform, followed by a breath of terror, firmly locked Ye Xiwen, like a great force in the sky, to crush Ye Xiwen.

This is the power of the disciples of the true Tao. To some extent, the disciples of the true Tao have returned to nature and learned some laws of the world. Therefore, they are real people. To some extent, their power is not their personal strength, but with the help of the power of heaven and earth. How can ordinary people compete with the power of heaven and earth.

"Boom!" Ye Xiwen only felt that a terrible force was applied to him. Just as ye Xiwen wanted to drive the Zhenyuan on him to fight back, suddenly, the Tianyuan mirror in Ye Xiwen's body suddenly moved, emitting a faint blood light, wrapped Ye Xiwen in it. Suddenly, ye Xiwen only felt that the original terrible pressure disappeared without a trace.

Ye Xiwen restrained his mind and said with a faint smile, "elder martial brother Luo's words are bad. I'm not arguing with elder martial brother Luo, but I'm afraid elder martial brother Luo forgot the rules and deliberately reminded him!"

"En..." Luo Yifan's voice of doubt came from the high platform. Unexpectedly, his coercion failed to suppress Ye Xiwen. Ye Xiwen was embarrassed under his coercion last time. He still remembered how he could completely ignore his coercion so quickly. This boy really has some ways. Luo Yifan is more determined to kill Ye Xiwen.

"All right, life and death don't matter in the challenge arena. That's all!" At this time, the only supreme elder on the high platform spoke.

The position of the supreme elder is much higher than that of ordinary elders. Even true disciples like Luo Yifan have to be obedient. Their position is not as high as others, and they can't fight. Maybe only the top true disciples like Qi Feifan can be comparable to the supreme elder.

Yexi civilization knows that the overlord is always making peace, but he doesn't mean to continue. This is the gap in strength. Even if Luo Yifan doesn't make sense, there's no way to take him.

As long as the strength is enough, the situation will turn around!

"Ye Xiwen won this one!"

Ye Xiwen won this game without any dispute. That's not true. He is a cow who dares to challenge the true disciples. What are the others!

"Little brother, if you challenge a true disciple like this, I'm afraid he will do anything to deal with you in the future!" Ye Feng walked to Ye Xiwen with some worry and said.

"Brother, don't worry. He can't help me if it's all right. Besides, there's no difference between me and him. He's long wanted to kill me. Zhu Bingxun has improved his strength and wants to kill me in the challenge arena!" Ye Xiwen explained.

"What should I do?" Ye Feng was worried at once. Although he was also a proud man, he also knew what the concept of true disciples was. For the huge one yuan sect with more than 100000 inner, outer and core disciples, those true disciples were the ultimate goal of their cultivation.

"Don't worry, I'm not a man without the power to tie a chicken. Let him kill him and don't fight back!" Ye Xiwen comforted Ye Feng and said.

Ye Xiwen's words immediately relieved Ye Feng. Although he was still worried, he knew that his little brother suddenly changed from his ordinary qualification to foresight more than a year ago. Many things were calculated and rarely fought uncertain battles. This time, ye Xiwen must have his own plan.

"But anyway, you should be more careful. Even if Luo Yifan doesn't do it, there are still many experts in his Yifan temple. If they do it, it will be very dangerous!" Ye Feng said.

"Don't worry, I have discretion!" Ye Xiwen said that he didn't want to add too much pressure to his big brother.

"Next, ye Xiwen, nangongwang!"

Finally, it's Ye Xiwen's last game. The opponent of this game is the last champion, Nangong Wang!

Nangongwang is dressed in Chinese robes and has excellent demeanor. He is like a graceful and good childe in the world. It is said that nangongwang also comes from the Nangong aristocratic family, a famous family in the state of Yue. His strength can be called the top among the inner disciples. Even some core disciples are not his opponents.

"Younger martial brother ye, congratulations on your great progress in cultivation. Brother Yu knows that you can't be your opponent, but I still hope you can ask younger martial brother ye for advice!" Nangong Wang arched his hand and said that although he thought he was inferior to others, he was still elegant, which made it difficult for people to have any bad feelings.

Ye Xiwen nodded, smiled and said, "in that case, senior brother Nangong, please do it!"

Such a person is really difficult to make people feel disgusted.

Ye Xiwen is not an aggressive person. An aggressive person will only attack his enemies. When friends come, they have good wine. When jackals come, there is only a shotgun. The kind of thing that is beaten on the right face and stretched out the left face is not ye Xiwen's style.

Nangongwang's momentum was completely released, and he was no smaller than Zhu Bingxun before. No wonder he was unwilling to fight ye Xiwen. Even many martial artists with congenital six fold were not nangongwang's opponents. The difference was the last step. Quantitative change caused qualitative change. As long as he took this step, he was afraid that he would immediately step into the peak of congenital six fold, And he soon reached the congenital seven fold, which is definitely a very wonderful figure. No wonder he can occupy the first place in the seed disciple. Such a person, if there is no Ye Xiwen, even Zhu Bingxun may not be his opponent. After all, Zhu Bingxun himself is promoted by others, which is completely different from a person with deep roots such as nangongwang.

"Younger martial brother ye, be careful!" Nangong Wang reminded him that a long earthy yellow sword swept out in an instant. In the twinkling of an eye, the whole site was surrounded by smoke and dust, as if he had entered a windy and sandy desert.

With the help of the cover of the wind and sand, this earthy yellow long sword instantly split the air, scratched a earthy yellow mark in the sky, and then stabbed straight at Ye Xiwen.

Ye Xiwen had already prepared. He had already summoned up a thick Zhenyuan on his body, blocking all the sandstorms outside. He concentrated Zhenyuan in his eyes and suddenly increased his eyesight. These sandstorms could not stop Ye Xiwen's eyesight.

Ye Xiwen didn't dodge. He just grabbed his palm and turned it into a dragon claw. He grabbed it towards the long sword. He wanted to defeat nangongwang in the simplest way and force nangongwang to give up.

"Boom!" Nangong Wang's long sword was fiercely cut into Ye Xiwen's palm. A violent collision detonated the air. Ye Xiwen grabbed the pseudo spirit weapon long sword and couldn't move at all. Ye Xiwen's body has been strengthened to a shocking degree under the training of Ba Ti Jue. Coupled with the package of Zhenyuan, even the pseudo spirit weapon long sword can't hurt him at all.

"Chih!" Nangong looked down and drank. Suddenly, the whole long sword made a buzzing sound in an instant. The surrounding wind and sand gathered in an instant and condensed into a long wind and sand sword, stabbing Ye Xiwen.

"Scattered!" Ye Xiwen shouted loudly. Zhenyuan was like a wave, which spread out layer by layer in an instant. The long wind sand sword was disintegrated in Ye Xiwen's Zhenyuan wave and restored to a general wind sand.

At this time, ye Xiwen also increased the output of the real yuan in his hand, directly suppressed the riots of the Yellow sword, and imprisoned a trace of the yuan God of nangongwang.

Suddenly, the whole yellow sword was quiet and no longer resisted.

Lying quietly in Ye Xiwen's hands.

"Senior brother Nangong, accept!" Ye Xiwen said with a long yellow sword.

"Thank you for your mercy, younger martial brother Ye!" Nangong Wang said bitterly. He fought hard and failed.

"This one, ye Xiwen, win!"

"The champion of this seed disciple competition is... Ye Xiwen!"

(to be continued)