Ancient Immortal Doctor Lin Caihan

The audience came to an abrupt end.

Everyone looked at the little girl who was eating and drinking.

The little girl hurriedly put down the food in her hand, with an embarrassed look on her face.

Zhao Yang took out a wet towel to help the little girl wipe the vegetable water off her face.

After wiping it clean, Zhao Yang's eyes fell on the young man, "Get out if you can't speak."

"What did you say?" The young man slapped the table and stood up abruptly.

"Who are you talking to?" The war sword in Ye Yulian's hand made a humming sound.

"Ye Yulian, what do you want to do?" The young man showed a trace of fear on his face.

"Beep again, and I'll kill you." Ye Yulian said bluntly.

"Yulian, this little girl has nothing to do with you, right?" Ling Yunhao said with a sullen face.

"She is my younger brother's younger sister, that is, my Ye Yulian's younger sister." Speaking of which, Ye Yulian stood up and strode towards the young man, but was stopped by Ling Yunhao halfway, "Yulian, what are you going to do?" what?"

"Get out of the way!" Ye Yulian scolded in a deep voice.

"The program is my friend."

Zheng!

Ye Yulian's battle sword on the table turned into a blue light and pointed at Ling Yunhao.

"Yulian, give me some face."

When Ling Yunhao just said this, the sword light all over the sky slashed at him.

"Yulian...you..." Ling Yunhao didn't expect Ye Yulian to be so reticent.

Save face?

After Ling Yunhao blocked the blow, Ye Yulian held the sword in one hand and the sword formula in the other.

"Broken Sword Art."

Following her words, a monstrous sword intent exploded in the narrow space in front of them like a stormy sea.

Even if Ling Yunhao blocked him for the first time, he was forced to retreat again and again.

Snapped!

At this time Ye Yulian had already rushed in front of the young man, and slapped him in full view.

The young man covered half of his face and said, "Ye Yulian, do you dare to slap me?"

hum!

After the young man's words, a sword light pierced towards his brow. If it hadn't been broken by Ling Yunhao's finger at the critical moment, the young man would have [-]% fallen on the spot.

"You're crazy." The young man said with a pale face.

Murder at a disagreement?

You must know that you are a true disciple of the Four Seas Sect.

"Since you want to be Ling Yunhao's dog, then you must have the awareness to be a dog." Ye Yulian said mercilessly, "Believe it or not, if I kill you, nothing will happen to me."

The young man opened his mouth to refute something, but finally fell silent.

Because he realized that what Ye Yulian said might be true.

"Yulian, don't go too far." Ling Yunhao said with a sullen face.

"Let's go, you are not welcome here." Ye Yulian pointed at the door.

Ling Yunhao was silent

After a while, he glanced at Zhao Yang, then turned and left.

The other two men also followed behind Ling Yunhao.

"Yulian, you shouldn't offend Mr. Ling. In this world, you never fight alone." Song Yuyao, the girl who invited Ye Yulian, persuaded.

She was telling Ye Yulian cryptically, what if the Four Seas Sect dispatched the older generation of strong men?

"I can get to where I am today, not only because of Juque Sect." Ye Yulian said calmly.

Hearing this move everyone's heart.

Does Ye Yulian have other backgrounds?

But thinking about it made me feel relieved.

The suzerain of the Juque Sect is only the seventh heaven of the God Control Realm, but Ye Yulian has also reached this level of cultivation at this age.

How much help can Juque Sect give Ye Yulian?

"Everyone here is my friend. Zhao Yang is my younger brother. If anyone makes things difficult for him in the future, it will be difficult for me." Ye Yulian said loudly.

As soon as the word Zhao Yang came out, the expressions of the monks present all changed.

"Yulian, your brother's name is Zhao Yang?" Song Yuyao asked in surprise.

"Yes what's the matter?"

"Is your brother a disciple of the Flowing Sect?"

"Yes."

Hearing this, Song Yuyao was startled, "Well...excuse me... How many people in your Liushui sect are named Zhao Yang?" Obviously Song Yuyao has also heard of Zhao Yang's reputation?

"I have been

The door was expelled from the sect. "Zhao Yang didn't answer Song Yuyao's question directly.

"Why?" Song Yuyao asked puzzled.

"Because I violated the door rules."

"That's it." Song Yuyao breathed a sigh of relief.

In her opinion, since Zhao Yang was expelled from the sect, it meant that Zhao Yang could not be that one.

The rest of the people also considered this, so they all felt relieved.

Afterwards, everyone spoke freely, chatting everywhere.

"I heard that there are new rules, this time only the top three will be rewarded."

"Top three?"

"I also heard from the elders of the sect that the rewards for the top three are very generous."

"Yulian, you have to work harder this time."

"This time I am determined to win the leader." Ye Yulian said with a slight smile.

Ye Yulian is very confident.

Even if this kind of self-confidence seems arrogant to many people.

On the second day, tens of thousands of monks came to the square of the Sirius Sect, and on the high platform of the square sat a young man in a Confucian costume.

Sitting around the young man were the suzerains of the ten top sects.

These suzerains looked at the young man dressed in Confucianism, and there was a hint of fear in their eyes.

Why?

They smelled uneasiness in the young man in Confucianism attire.

This shows that the strength of the youth in Confucianism is superior to them.

"It seems that everyone is here, so I will explain the rules." At this moment, the young man in Confucianism stood up

, "This time I will only reward the top three geniuses, and I won't even pay attention to those who are ranked fourth. All you have to do is to show your full strength."

He said that the ten rings suddenly rose from the horizon.

"The first round of selection will be held in the ring later, and the winner will be eligible for the second round of challenge." The young man in Confucianism attire said lightly, "During the competition, you must not use means beyond your own cultivation."

"Now those who want to participate come to the front desk to get a number plate, and then they will randomly arrange opponents for you."

As his voice fell, one monk after another went to get the number plate.

Seeing that Ye Feiyan had also gone, Zhao Yang asked in amazement, "What are you going to do?"

"A game."

"Don't you think you just made up the number when you went?"

"In the first few rounds above, I will arrange fellow practitioners for me. As for my cousin, I will definitely get a bye."

This is why it takes care of those with low cultivation.

The game starts soon.

Just when the ten arenas were in full swing, Zhao Yang saw a look of disdain on the corner of the little girl's mouth.

That's right.

Disdain.

"Does it look good?" Zhao Yang asked.

"Dazzling." The little girl said with a smile.

"By the way, I still don't know what your name is?"

"Ji Qingcheng." The little girl fixed her eyes on Zhao Yang when she said this.

(End of this chapter)