Poor spirit?
The four sword masters were a little dumbfounded. They naturally heard of the poor spirit.
"You said that the peculiar genius of the poor and royal family is your wife?" Mo Teng, the fourth sword master, felt a little ridiculous.
"Yeah." Ye Li nodded.
He looked at the doubts on the faces of the four sword masters, thinking that no one could believe the truth this year?
The four sword masters did not speak, and Ye Li was not prepared to continue talking to them.
...
The news that Ye Li became the Sovereign of the Sword Sect, and it didn't take long for it to spread throughout the Sword Sect, also knew that Ye Li was a demon, and the last legion was a zombie.
After sleeping in the room for a day, he came to the square of the Sword Sect with the Armageddon.
I saw a ring in the square.
At this time, there are disciples competing in the ring, and they are playing hard to distinguish.
"metropolitan."
"metropolitan."
Seeing Ye Li, the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect shouted respectfully.
Ye Li nodded. He thought that these disciples seemed to be very respectful, but in fact he didn't accept him at all. He knew it naturally.
Immediately, he walked towards the ring.
All the disciples in the square saw Ye Li and the End of the Legion. They all gave way, although they were not convinced of Ye Li, but Ye Li is now the master of the Divine Sword Sect.
Suddenly, Ye Li jumped up and went to the ring.
The disciples in the competition are seeing Ye Li coming up, and they quickly stopped.
auzw.com "Sovereign."
These disciples called Ye Li respectfully.
Ye Li nodded, his face did not change at all.
"What are you doing?" Ye Li spoke slowly.
"Return to the patriarch's words, we are competing." A disciple of the seventh-order heavenly elect said to Ye Li.
Ye Li smiled, "competition?"
He glanced lightly at the disciples on the ring, slowly speaking:
"Just like you leapfrog clowns, also called a contest?"
As soon as this word came out, all the disciples on the ring couldn't help but feel a little stunned. Why did they think Ye Li would say such a thing?
"Sovereign, you, what are you talking about?" The seventh-order Heavenly Selector looked at Ye Li in amazement.
Ye Li smiled frankly, "Don't I understand what I said, I said you are a bunch of clowns jumping beams."
Not only the disciples on the ring, but also the disciples on the square were all furious, and they, as disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, were easily overwhelmed.
"Sect Master!" The Seventh-Rank Celestial Master looked at Ye Li. "Although you are the Sect Master of the Sword Sect, we can't say that we are a group of clowns."
Ye Li smiled, thinking that these disciples were still a bit sturdy.
He was silent for a moment, and then looked at the seventh-order natural elect with a light voice: "It's just that I mean to say that you are a bunch of beam-jumping clowns, what can you do to me?"
This seventh-order genius is a good genius in the Excalibur Sect. Where he was born, he is called a demon, and it is said that he is a beam-jumping clown. How can he bear it?
"Sect Master, since you must say that we are the beam-jumping clown, then I can't help it, just..." The Tier 7 Celestial Master looked at Ye Li coldly, "Just I want to fight you."
All the disciples present at the meeting were all looking at Ye Li. They could not wait to let this seventh-order natural elector learn from Ye Li's meal. They dared to say that they were leapfrog clowns.
"Yes." Ye Li nodded.
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