Tyrant Dragon Emperor

"Who says no, I haven't had such a strong urge to shoot for a long time!"

Shangguanyu shook her head and smiled bitterly, distressed by the feeling in her heart.

If this feeling was caused by a certain inner sect arrogance, he wouldn't be surprised.

But coming from an outer disciple on the seventh floor of the Fate Realm made him very uncomfortable.

Sympathy?

This thought flashed across Shangguan Yu's mind inexplicably, and then shook his head violently, forcing it away.

How can a top talent in the inner sect, a strong man on the tenth floor of the reincarnation realm, cherish each other with a disciple of the outer sect in the fate realm? Isn't that self-degrading?

"Su Yun, your courage is commendable, but you are really overthinking yourself if you want to challenge Ye Tianjiao!"

"I suggest you just admit defeat or beg him for mercy. I believe that as an inner sect genius, he should be able to give up this competition!"

At this time, the two inner sect elders in the spectator seats spoke.

They have also seen that Su Yun's aptitude is extraordinary, and the heart of love for talents has already been born before the competition started.

"No need!"

Su Yun shook his head slowly, without any fluctuations in his expression.

The elders in the middle of the spectator seats shook their heads in disappointment and said no more.

This is probably Su Yun's last chance to save his life. Once they fight, Ye Junhong's method may take his life at any time.

Since he is not sure, he can only let him go.

"Where's Ye Tianjiao, why hasn't he come yet?"

"Yes, the challenger Su Yun is here, why hasn't he arrived yet?"

Everyone scanned the audience, but they still couldn't see Ye Junhong's figure, so they couldn't help but feel a little strange.

According to Ye Junhong's temperament, he shouldn't be here so late.

"What's the hurry, Ye Tianjiao didn't come, he can live a little longer!"

"Hmph, that's right, the moment Ye Tianjiao stepped onto the sword-testing platform, Su Yun's life was about to enter the countdown!"

"He should thank Senior Brother Ye for coming late, otherwise he would have been the soul of Senior Brother Su's sword right now!"

A group of inner disciples, such as He Ming and Yu Han, sneered and laughed.

They are all followers of Ye Junhong, a group of loyal lackeys, they came to Jianjianfeng Square early, waiting to applaud each other.

A lucky thought suddenly flashed in Chu Xuelan's mind!

Could it be that Ye Junhong encountered some unexpected situation and wanted to cancel this competition on his own initiative?

The thought excited her, and her eyes sparkled with hope.

If this is the case, Su Yun will not have to face the test of life and death, and can safely save his life.

And with his cultivation base and aptitude, he should be able to be promoted to the inner sect immediately, and then as long as he works hard for a year and a half, he might be able to wrestle with Ye Junhong.

She couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart, and told Yao Xue, Wen Jing and Ma Zhou about this idea.

Several companions were also inexplicably excited, silently looking forward to this guess becoming a reality.

While everyone was waiting for Ye Junhong to appear, Ye Junhong was still in retreat in his residence!

Rumble!

The muffled roar kept ringing, Ye Junhong's body was surrounded by golden light, and the breath of the three women beside him was disordered, their blood and spiritual power fluctuated wildly, and it seemed extremely difficult.

"Senior Brother Ye, the three days are up, why don't you try Jianfeng?"

"Senior Brother Ye, after this competition, I hope you will keep your promise and return your spiritual power to help us advance!"

"As long as everything goes well, all the sacrifices we made this time will be worth it!"

The three women's faces were pale, and they spoke out of breath, with a warning in their words.

In the past few days, Ye Junhong has gained a lot of benefits from them by virtue of the "Girls Helding the Dragon Art", and their cultivation level has been rising and falling.

But for them, every moment is extremely difficult, and the spiritual power in their bodies is about to be emptied by the other party.

They had managed to survive until now, wishing Ye Junhong could leave the customs as soon as possible.

Only then can they take a breath and usher in the opportunity to rest and adjust their breath.

"No, it's still a little bit worse!"

Ye Junhong's complexion was deep, and his brows were tightly wrinkled.

Although his cultivation has improved a lot, he is still a little short of his ideal goal.

If it wasn't for the forcible interruption of the peak master Ge Tianfan, he would have achieved the same effect without having to expend such effort, and he could even leave the level a day or two earlier.

Now that the competition is imminent, he is still deliberating.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help the resentment in his heart, and secretly cursed Ge Tianfan.

"No, we can't wait any longer!"

Ye Junhong thought for a moment, his eyes brightened!

"I'm sorry three junior sisters, please give me another ride!"

"what are you doing?"

"Isn't that enough?"

"Stop!"

The faces of the three women all changed, and they scolded anxiously.

"Stop wordy!" Ye Junhong didn't have time to hesitate, and forcefully activated the "Girls Joining the Dragon Art", crazily devouring the spiritual power of the three of them.

Roar... Boom!

Billowing golden light gushed out from the bodies of the three women, and poured into Ye Junhong's body at an astonishing speed, making his cultivation more stable.

The aura of the three women dropped again and again, becoming weak and weak.

"enough!"

"Stop!"

"If we knew this earlier, we should never have promised you!"

When the three girls couldn't bear it anymore and were about to collapse, the billowing golden light suddenly shrank, and all of them fell into Ye Junhong's body.

call!

Ye Junhong let out a breath of sulking slowly, and his brows were full of light!

"Hehe, thank you three junior sisters for your great help. Without you Ye Mou's cultivation level would never have reached this level within a month. Don't worry, you three. After I kill that Su Yun, your benefits will be indispensable!"

Rumble!

The palace door opened and Ye Junhong walked away, leaving behind three women in thin shirts lying on the ground, breathing in a mess.

"Senior Sister Ma, do you think...Senior Brother Ye...can really fulfill...the promise?"

"Ye Junhong... We mistrusted him!" Senior Sister Ma gnashed her teeth and angrily reprimanded.

"Then what to do?"

The faces of the two companions changed, and they panicked.

If Ye Junhong fails to fulfill his promise, all their efforts and sacrifices will be in vain.

Not to mention not getting any benefits, but also wasting his cultivation base in vain, he simply lost all his money.

"Junior Sister Zhai, Junior Sister Li, don't be afraid... I've been on guard against him for a long time!"

Senior Sister Ma took out a few pills from her waist, took them separately with her two companions, and her breath began to rise slowly.

"Nine True Essence Pill, this is the first choice for restoring spiritual power, Senior Sister Ma really has a good plan!"

"What shall we do next?

Feeling the breath gradually recovering, the second daughter was pleasantly surprised.

"Needless to say? Immediately go to the Sword Trial Peak, and after Ye Junhong wins, let him cash out the benefits in person!"

"right!"

"This time, no matter what, I can't trust him anymore!"

The three women regained their breath a little, and immediately left Ye Junhong's residence and rushed to Jianjian Peak.

boom!

The roar resounded throughout the sword-testing peak square, and Ye Junhong's footsteps landed heavily on the sword-testing platform, causing the audience to exclaim!

"Here we come, Senior Brother Ye is here!"

"Ye Tianjiao deserves to be Ye Tianjiao, how can Su Yun compare with such an aura?"