Seven World Martial God

"Ye Tian, ​​go up and have a try!"

"Great Flame Sword King, you are so talented, we are all looking forward to it!"

"Ye Tian, ​​there are not many opportunities to test out his talents. If I missed this opportunity, it may not be the next time. [For more exciting novels, please visit] (first release

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Everyone booed.

This scene caused the white-haired old man on the round table to look over curiously. He looked at Ye Tian and nodded and said: "At this age, with such strength, the talent should be good. Little guy, come up and try. Right!"

Everyone was suddenly surprised, and wanted to make the white-haired old man pay attention to a certain person, but it never happened.

In fact, in the past years, the white-haired old man has always just announced the test rules and then mechanizedly said, ‘Failed! ’, ‘Failed! ’...

But today, the white-haired old man not only frequently "shows" a smile, but even has a special view of Ye Tian, ​​which is surprising.

Not far away, the king took a deep look at Ye Tian, ​​and for the first time a dignified "color" appeared in his eyes.

Wufeng, Zhao Wu, and Gongsun Xuanxuan's eyes condensed. They all knew that this white-haired old man was a great power in the ancient times. If such a character values ​​Ye Tian, ​​then it shows that Ye Tian's talent is indeed not trivial.

For a while, everyone in the field gradually fell silent, and they all looked at Ye Tian expectantly.

Ye Tian wanted to go and test it. When he saw this scene, he couldn't help but smile, and said, "Junior Ye Tian, ​​senior is polite."

After all, Ye Tian bowed his head, and then boarded the round platform.

The white-haired old man looked at Ye Tian with interest, and said curiously: "Ye Tian? The old man feels a familiar breath in you. It should be passed down to the junior who was called the Blood Demon Sword Lord. The junior had reached the seventh level of talent at the beginning, but unfortunately he was so proud that he refused the opportunity to become a named disciple of the Nine Heavens Palace."

"Blood Demon Blade Lord is the master of the younger generation!" Ye Tian said through a voice transmission.

There are too many people here, and Ye Tian doesn't want to "expose" the news that the Blood Demon Blade Lord is his master so quickly, otherwise it will only cause unnecessary trouble.

"Oh!"

Hearing Ye Tian's voice transmission, the white-haired old man took a deep look at him and asked in a little surprise: "Is this kid still in the Eighteen Kingdoms of the North Sea? What realm has he reached now?"

Seeing Ye Tian's transmission, he also transmitted.

"Tell the seniors that the juniors got the inheritance of Master by accident, in fact, they have never seen his real body. Master, he has already left the Eighteen Kingdoms of Beihai and has never returned, but he is now in the realm of martial arts. (Starting Ye Tian said respectfully.

The crowd below saw Ye Tian and the white-haired old man's lips moving, but there was no sound, and the fool could guess that this was transmitting each other.

Suddenly, everyone was petrified, and everyone was stunned.

Even the Four Kings and the Five Tianjiao are the same.

You know, for so many years, except for Ye Tian, ​​who is qualified to talk with this senior white-haired old man through voice transmission, others are not even qualified to say a word.

Among the crowd, the king looked at Ye Tian's eyes more solemnly.

The same goes for Zhao Wu, Gongsun Xuanxuan, and Wufeng.

"Martial Saint? This is only a few thousand years. It's really amazing. With his talent, the old man guessed that he was almost at the peak when he reached the realm of Wu Zun. Unexpectedly, he could go one step further and rank among the martial sage. Therefore, even in the ancient times, he is still a strong man." The white-haired old man was full of emotion.

Afterwards, the white-haired old man looked at Ye Tian and said with a smile: "I think your kid is young, but his cultivation is not weaker than the original Blood Demon Sword Master. I'm afraid your talent is not weaker than him. Give it a try."

This sentence, the white-haired old man has no voice transmission, everyone has heard it.

"Follow the predecessor's orders!" Ye Tian heard the words, and then slowly placed his palm on the crystal ball, a blazing white "color" light gradually erupted from the crystal ball.

Ye Tian was a little pleased. He watched the test for so long and compared it carefully. The more intense the light released, the higher the talent.

But Ye Tian didn't notice the disappointed face of the white-haired old man.

"Five-level talent, unqualified!" The white-haired old man shook his head and sighed.

"Eh..." Ye Tian was taken aback for a moment, his face was full of shock, and the smile on his face was frozen.

Wow!

The crowd below was also surprised, and everyone's expressions were full of doubts.

Ye Tian's strength was created in World War I and World War I. At his age, with such strength, his talent is definitely the first person in the young generation.

However, the test standard of the crystal ball has passed countless verifications. Naturally, it is a treasure left over from ancient times.

Therefore, when everyone heard that Ye Tian's talent was only Level 5, they were a little surprised.

Level five, although it is also very high, and the test results of the five great arrogances are the same, but you must know that Ye Tian's achievements far surpass the five great arrogances!

This result is disappointing not only for the gray-haired old man, but also for everyone.

Ye Tian was stunned, then he smiled and said nonchalantly: "Fifth level talent? Hmm, that's not bad." After that, he bowed and walked under the round platform.

A glimmer of appreciation flashed in the eyes of the white-haired old man, and he smiled and nodded: "Yes, sometimes talent can't decide anything. The stupid bird flies first, and the sky pays for his work. Sometimes talent can be created with his own hands."

Ye Tian nodded when he heard this. He also thought about his talents at this time. There is no special bloodline, but the martial soul has reached the blue "color".

Such a test result is nothing.

Ye Tian knew that his strongest talent was to devour Martial Soul, and there were all kinds of opportunities. Temporary testing was nothing.

Finally, it depends on strength.

After thinking about it, Ye Tian was relaxed, standing with Mu Bingxue with a smile on his face, and there was no more lumps in his heart.

Not far away, the king retracted his gaze, and the look in his eyes was not as serious as before.

Gongsun Xuanxuan and Wufeng's face remained unchanged, because Ye Tian's talent was not much different from them, and Ye Tian's strength still made them feel jealous.

"Humph!" Zhao Wu snorted coldly, but he was relieved. Before seeing the white-haired old man chatting with Ye Tian so happy, he was worried about how talented Ye Tian was, but now he was relieved.

"It's just that!"

Zhao Wu sneered in his heart. Although Ye Tian's talent was similar to him, he was confident that he was always better than Ye Tian.

The surrounding crowd gradually calmed down after a period of disappointment.

As the white-haired old man said, sometimes talent is nothing, strength is the root of everything. In their hearts, the Great Flame Sword King is a young powerhouse with strength comparable to the four kings.

"Big Brother Ye!" Mu Bingxue gently looked at Ye Tian beside him.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. Besides, my talent is not bad. It's just not as good as the king." Ye Tian squeezed Mu Bingxue's little hand and said with a smile.

"Well, in my heart, Big Brother Ye has the most talented talent!" Mu Bingxue saw this and immediately knew that Ye Tian hadn't left any knots. She was very happy in her heart and said with a smile.

"Hey, that's not necessarily true. Maybe Xue'er's talent is even better than mine." Ye Tian heard this, and squeezed his eyes towards Mu Bingxue.

"Me? How could it be!" Mu Bingxue pointed to herself in a daze.

"How do you know if you don't try?" Ye Tian smiled, stretched out his hand, and motioned for Mu Bingxue to test.

As the focus of everyone's attention, everyone saw Ye Tian doing this, and they all turned their gazes to Mu Bingxue, which was originally inconspicuous.

"What a pretty fairy!"

"This woman has an extraordinary relationship with the Great Flame Sword King. I don't know how strong it is!"

"Strange, I can't see her realm!"

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Some people talked all of a sudden.

Under the attention of so many people, Mu Bingxue was not as calm and calm as Ye Tian, ​​she looked a little bit ashamed, bit her lip slightly, then moved the lotus step lightly and stepped up the steps.

On the round stage, no one noticed the gaze of the white-haired old man, who had been staring at Mu Bingxue, and the deep eyes were a little bright at this moment.

Da da da……

Mu Bingxue finally came to the round stage in the eyes of everyone.

"Senior!" Mu Bingxue bowed to the white-haired old man.

"Well, not bad!" The white-haired old man nodded, smiling, and even a little enthusiastic.

"Ok?"

Many people were suddenly surprised.

Ye Tian was able to get the praise of the white-haired old man, everyone did not agree, after all, Ye Tian's strength was there. But who is Mu Bingxue? No one knew Mu Bingxue before, and he had no reputation at all!

However, there are exceptions, such as Ye Tian and Zhu Hongming.

Ye Tian knew that Mu Bingxue had undergone a great change, and his talent was probably extraordinary, but Zhu Hongming had fought with Mu Bingxue and had personal experience, so he did not dare to underestimate Mu Bingxue.

"Little girl, what's your name?" The white-haired old man didn't care about everyone's expressions, and greeted Mu Bingxue enthusiastically.

Mu Bingxue was very embarrassed. Although she was also a great genius in Xuanwu Jia of the Great Yan Kingdom, she was nothing to the young generation of the Eighteen Kingdoms in Beihai.

Even now, Mu Bingxue is still inferior to the five great arrogances, and even worse to Ye Tian.

"Junior...Junior Mu Bingxue, I have seen senior!" Mu Bingxue whispered.

"Bingxue? It's really suitable for you. Put your palm up quickly." The white-haired old man smiled and picked up the crystal ball and handed it to Mu Bingxue himself.

What a great honor this is!

Everyone below was stunned ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The four kings stared at the wooden ice and snow on the round table with a solemn face.

Compared with Ye Tian just now, the white-haired old man was more enthusiastic about Mu Bingxue, and he was treated a little special. He actually handed the crystal ball to Mu Bingxue personally. This had never happened before.

Mu Bingxue was also a little flattered. She looked at Ye Tian below, and after receiving Ye Tian's encouraging look, she raised her arms and slowly placed her palms on the crystal ball.

"boom!"

At this moment--

A blazing golden "color" light suddenly burst out of the crystal ball, and the intense brilliance, like a sun, pierced everyone below.

On the round stage, the white-haired old man looked at this scene with excitement, and laughed loudly: "Good! Good! Good! My Nine Heavens Palace finally found an inheritor, I am not alone!"

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