The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

The cold blushing cheeks made Ye Mo understand that this kind of competition for places must be the children of the family. If you have no name and no points, even if you are strong, you are not eligible to participate.

"Leng Leng, when I get the resources of the Mo family, I will give you half of it!"

Ye Mo took out a cowhide mask from the Nagat ring, which covered most of his face. Ye Mo jumped directly onto the ring, and said flatly, "The Leng family!"

Ye Mo didn't say his name. As soon as the word Leng's family came out, there was a commotion on the ring. He was quite curious about this masked man.

"Who is this man? How could such a man appear in the Leng family?"

"Looking at his age, he should only be 15 years old."

"A martial artist at the second level of Qi creation actually dares to go to the ring"

"Did he naively think that he could defeat Xiang Wentian, who was at the sixth level of Qi Creation Realm?"

"It's just eyeballs!"

Xiang Wentian looked at Ye Mo, waved his sword, and said coldly, "Who are you? The Leng family doesn't have someone like you."

"He's my future husband-in-law, he's from the Leng family!" Leng Leng summoned up his courage, and said loudly with a flushed face.

Leng Fubo, the patriarch of the Leng family who was rushing to the square, changed his face slightly when he heard these words, and roared angrily, "Leng Leng, when did a son-in-law of unknown origin come out of me?"

When everyone heard this, they secretly laughed. This Leng Fubo is notoriously irritable, and it seems that there is another good show to watch. Everyone made way for Leng Fubo, and Leng Fubo walked into the crowd, looking at Leng Leng with anger on his face. And Leng Leng lowered his head even more, with a look of grievance on his face.

"You girl, don't cultivate well, and come here to embarrass me!" Leng Fubo scolded angrily.

Ye Mo looked at Leng Leng's aggrieved appearance, felt apologetic, and said to Leng Fubo: "Uncle Leng, the responsibility for this matter is entirely on my shoulders. After I get the quota this time, I will explain the reason to you .”

"Hmph, you're only at the second level of Qi Realm!" Leng Fubo said disdainfully.

Standing on the stage, Xiang Wentian looked unhappy, and said to Leng Fubo: "Leng Fubo, is this masked person from the Leng family? If not, please don't waste my time!"

Leng Leng wrapped his arms around Leng Fu Bo's arm and said, "Daddy, just let him try, he will definitely defeat Xiang Wentian, and then he can get some cultivation resources for our Leng family."

"Huifu is cleaning you up!" Leng Fubo said, yelling at Xiang Wentian: "What are you yelling at? Defeat him if you have the ability!"

"If I can't even deal with the warriors at the second level of the Qi-making realm, how can I, Xiang Wentian, gain a foothold in Shiyan City?" Xiang Wentian sneered.

"Xiang Wentian, I've heard of you. Last year, you ranked seventh in the Shiyan Ranking, but your strength is not enough for me. You should use all your sword skills. I'm afraid that you will wait until I strike you. There is no chance to use it!" Ye Mo waved his hand and said arrogantly.

"Ye Mo..."

Leng Leng didn't expect Ye Mo to say such tough and arrogant words as soon as he went up, which made everyone in Xiang's family a little angry. With a flash of cold eyes, he took a deep look at Ye Mo and was about to speak when suddenly A voice of rage came from under the arena, this voice was cold and very familiar.

"Wentian, teach this old man a good lesson for this ignominious guy, a kid with a second level of energy creation, but he doesn't pay attention to me, Xiang Jia!"

This voice is the voice of Mr. Xiang's family!

boom!

"I will kill him!"

The words to the old man were like killing orders, almost without warning, a sword light exploded above Ye Mo's head, and a three-foot sword struck from the air. The ear-piercing sound, the huge sword Appearing out of thin air, Ye Mo almost felt a strong sense of oppression.

When the people around saw this, they all secretly knew that Xiang Wentian was completely angry, and all the strength of the sixth level of the Qi-making realm burst out. It was only displayed in an instant.

When Leng Leng at the side saw this scene, he couldn't help but clenched his heart, and clenched his fists. As for Ye Mo's strength, Leng Leng is not sure, but Leng Leng knows that Ye Mo never does anything he is not sure about. This is a kind of trust, an instinctive trust.

But this kind of attack, Ye Mo is not afraid at all. The arrogance he showed before is just to prove to Leng Fubo that the person Leng Leng chose is not wrong.

"Want to kill me? You have the qualifications too? Aren't you afraid of flashing your tongue?"

While speaking, Ye Mo stomped his foot fiercely on the entrance of the right leg of the Eight Dragon Powers, and the ground exploded, and a powerful force of origin radiated from the soles of Ye Mo's feet, attacking the sword gang in the air.

"what?"

Xiang Wentian was taken aback, and said: "It seems that you have some ability. You, a warrior with the second level of Qi creation, can actually block my sword, but with this ability, you can't compete with me at all, Tiangang sword!"

Whoosh!

Suddenly, two golden sword auras appeared above Xiang Wentian's head. The sword aura was like two heavy swords, and shot at Ye Mo again.

"See how you blocked my Tiangang sword energy!"

Xiang Wentian's voice resounded throughout the square, obviously he was thoroughly irritated, but he was indeed angry, who wouldn't be angry if he was underestimated by a martial artist at the second level of Qi creation?

"Do you also need to block your Tiangang sword energy? Fighting is about the brain!"

But when two golden sword qi shot at Ye Mo's head, Ye Mo suddenly disappeared, and then appeared behind Xiang Wentian. The two golden sword qi shot into the air, and a huge explosion sound came from one corner. Ye Mo's piercing finger pointed directly behind Xiang Wentian.

"How is it possible? You actually escaped my Tiangang sword energy?" Xiang Wentian was surprised, but then he felt a huge pain behind him. Xiang Wentian hit Ye Mo's piercing finger and flew out of the ring.

The people under the arena were shocked when they saw this scene. Few people saw clearly how Ye Mo dodged Xiang Wentian's Tiangang sword energy, but the old man of the Xiang family saw it clearly.

"Hmph, boy, you first provoked me and forced me to show my flaws. It's great, but the geniuses of Qin Ye and Xiao's family can't win by just thinking about it." Said the old man of the Xiang family, he also left angrily.

"Uncle Leng, I said that I will win the game. The day after tomorrow, you will be proud of your daughter, because your daughter has found a genius!" Ye Mo said.

Ye Mo's words were domineering, sharp and arrogant, but no one refuted them. Here, Ye Mo was indeed considered a genius, and easily defeated Xiang Wentian with the strength of the second level of Qi creation.

Standing in the ring and hearing the words coldly, his eyes began to moisten. Ye Mo has always kept a low profile, and today's high profile is only for her.

"The day after tomorrow? What an arrogant boy, I'm afraid you won't be able to pass today's competition." A sneer came from a distance, and two men and a woman came slowly from a distance. The leading man was handsome, Qiyu is extraordinary, behind the man, a man and a woman are both about 18 years old.

"It's Qin Shaoyang!"

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