The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

"It's so easy!"

Ye Mo got a little excited when he took back the Gods Slaughtering Demon Stick. These are two real immortal powerhouses who are now suppressed by him in the Demon Slaughtering Space. When his strength improves, he will have a way to deal with them.

"Don't be too complacent. This time you were able to suppress the two Immortals. It was entirely with the help of Yi Qianchou. If you encounter a strong person in the Immortal Realm in the future, you should think about how to escape."

Hei Feng couldn't help saying.

"Don't suppress that immortal strong man, irritate him, let him display his immortal martial arts, so that I can absorb it and strengthen the power of the world again."

Ye Mo smiled.

Sure enough, the imperishable strong man became completely enraged, and repeatedly activated three immortal martial arts, but to no avail, and finally ended up being suppressed by Hei Feng.

As for Ye Mo, at this moment, he also awakened to the power of the seventy worlds.

He was very satisfied with the speed at which his strength increased.

How strong Ye Mo's current strength is, he doesn't know, but he has a faint feeling that he can easily break through the aura of a general double supreme powerhouse.

"Saving Fatty Fu this time, although thrilling, for me, it has also made a big improvement."

Ye Mo smiled, and then thought of something, he patted his head suddenly and said: "Senior Yi, count the time, the martial arts competition has already started, and I don't know where it has progressed."

"Ye Mo, you don't have to call me Senior Yi anymore. You saved my life and helped me suppress the two Immortals. You can be called a true comrade in arms. Why don't we become brothers?"

Yi Qianchou said immediately.

"What? Brother? How can this make it, you are a strong man in the Immortal Realm, and the ancestor of the Fu Sect."

Ye Mo's face was startled, and he immediately shied away.

"Haha, it's settled like this. From now on, I'll call you Brother Ye Mo."

Yi Qianchou patted Ye Mo's shoulder.

"All right!"

Ye Mo nodded, and his figure changed again, turning into the appearance of Mr. Nanfeng.

"Ye Mo, is this your real face?"

Yi Qianchou asked curiously.

"No, this is a person I pretended to be, called Mr. Nanfeng. It is also because of my identity as Mr. Nanfeng that I was able to get close to Yiluo smoothly and find out the traitor of Fu Zong. This is my true face."

Ye Mo shook his head, changed back to his original form, let Yi Qianchou take a look, and turned into Mr. Nanfeng again.

"So that's the case. By the way, what you said just now is about martial arts competitions to recruit relatives?"

Yi Qianchou suddenly remembered what Ye Mo said just now, and couldn't help asking.

"Brother Yi, it's like this. Since you and Fatty Fu disappeared, Fuzong has been suppressed by Qizong and Danzong again and again. It is already in dire straits. As a last resort, Yiluo planned to hold a martial arts competition to recruit relatives. He wanted to take advantage of this situation. There is a way to marry a powerful force to ease the pressure on the sect."

Ye Mo said slowly.

"Marriage? Now that I have returned, the Zhentian Talisman has returned to the level of the best magic weapon. Even if Qizong and Danzong join forces, I don't pay attention to it. Moreover, my family's Yiluo is not something they can match If you want to marry, you have to marry a young talent like Brother Ye Mo."

Yi Qianchou snorted coldly, with a slight disdain on her face.

Hearing this, Ye Mo also smiled awkwardly. Now that Yi Qianchou has returned, it is meaningless to use martial arts to recruit relatives.

"let's go!"

With a sweep of Yi Qianchou's hand, she took Ye Mo and directly attacked Aoshi City.

At this time, the competition to recruit relatives was also at the last moment, and the young man who guarded the tomb finally appeared. Originally, they thought that the young man who guarded the tomb could defeat Luo Fanchen in one fell swoop while his divine power was exhausted.

However, Luo Fanchen once again used his powerful talent to tell everyone that he was the undefeated existence.

The audience around the square were shocked again, and finally shook their heads helplessly. Although Luo Fanchen hadn't won a hundred consecutive victories yet, no one came to the stage to continue the challenge.

"This Luofanchen really won the contest to recruit a relative without any suspense, and successfully embraced the beauty."

"That's right, Gu Wuji no longer intends to challenge. The tomb guard youths, Yuan Qingtian and Yingfeng, have already lost. No one can defeat him at all."

Everyone discussed again.

Luo Fanchen turned around, looked up at Yihao who was beside the fence in the attic, cupped his hands and said, "Master Yihaoyi, I have already defeated all the young talents who are capable now, and no one dares to challenge them anymore. In my opinion, let’s not waste everyone’s time and announce the result directly.”

Yi Hao frowned when he heard this, and said: "According to the rules of martial arts competitions, once no one challenges, you have to wait for half a day. Once half a day passes and no one challenges you, I can directly announce the result."

Luo Fanchen also shook his head slightly, and said, "Since that's the case, then I'll regain some of my divine power. If there is someone who doesn't have eyesight and dares to go on stage and waste my time, don't blame me for being cruel."

If after Luo Fanchen waited for half a day, another person suddenly appeared on stage, after Luo Fanchen defeated him, he would have to wait another half day.

The young talents around him didn't dare to have any thoughts, and could only wait for the result slowly.

Suddenly, the scene was silent.

"Why don't you show up? Have you really left? Why? Why? Since you don't plan to make a move, don't give me hope, you big liar."

Yi Luo, who was sitting in the attic, listened to the figure passing from outside the attic, and two lines of crystal clear tears also fell down involuntarily.

It was the first time she believed in someone so much, but she was deeply hurt.

"To be honest, I'm still a little disappointed in this martial arts competition to recruit relatives, because the so-called Mr. Nanfeng didn't show up. Back then, he took the initiative to teach Lin Zehai a lesson. You should all know that Lin Zehai is mine. .”

Luo Fanchen, who was sitting cross-legged on the ring, said calmly: "However, it seems that he has no courage to show up."

Time passed bit by bit, and half a day finally passed.

Luo Fanchen was finally unchallenged and successfully won the contest to recruit relatives. He also stood up and said with a faint smile, "Sect Master Yi, no, I should call you my father-in-law now. Let Miss Yi Luo come down."

"Why!"

Yi Hao sighed, turned to look at Yi Luo, and said, "Yi Luo."

"I see."

Yiluo wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, stood up, jumped directly from the attic, and landed in front of Luo Fanchen. Standing together, the two of them looked like a man and a woman, a match made in heaven.

"Everyone, I will announce now."

Yihao hadn't finished speaking when an old voice came over: "Announcing the devil, this martial arts competition to recruit relatives is not going to be done."

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