Ye Xuan took the sword and left a sense of justice, otherwise Ye Tianhao would have personally felt what it means to break up corpses.

"How could I lose? I obviously took the ambergris Qi Ling Pill and broke through to the ninth level of Qi Wu Realm in half a year. With my talent, how could I lose to you?" Ye Tianhao's face was full of shock.

Ye Xuan smiled faintly and said to myself that your ambergris Qi Ling Pill was refined by me with the remaining scraps. The particles were not big enough, so I also added some medicine residue.

Neither side gave in, nor did anyone fall down.

Therefore, the deacon of the martial arts did not announce the end of the competition.

Ye Xuan turned around, looked at Ye Tianhao, and said, "For the sake of the same clan, I will let you step down by yourself, otherwise the scene will be unpleasant when I take action."

"You..." Ye Tianhao pointed at Ye Xuan, so sad and angry that he couldn't speak.

He never thought that one day he would lose to a "family waste".

This made his anger surge, his blood and blood stagnated, and he spit out a mouthful of blood and fell down straight.

When Ye Qingcang saw his genius son vomiting blood, his eyes suddenly widened, and immediately rushed to support Ye Tianhao, then glared at Ye Xuan with resentment, gritted his teeth and cursed: "Ye Xuan, you are a traitor, how dare you hurt your brothers in the same clan!"

Ye Xuan stood up proudly, looked at Ye Qingcang with a cold look, and said coldly: "Put your ugly face! The genius son you have trained with the power of the whole clan is not even qualified to let me draw the sword in front of me."

"You!" Ye Qingcang was furious and pointed at Ye Xuan, but couldn't say anything to refute.

In this world, the strong are respected.

Weakness is original sin, and even breathing is wrong.

The third elder of the Ye family always wore a pair of pants with Ye Qingcang, and immediately rebuked: "Ye Xuan, do you dare to disrespect the Great Elder?"

Ye Xuan swept over the Ye family members in the audience, sneered and said, "And you idiots, you have been calling me a waste for so long, is it so good to scold me? Now, what do you think of seeing you 'big geniuses' who have used up your family resources and cultivated by me, 'bad', defeated with one sword?"

"you!"

All the Ye family members had their faces turned pale, but they could not speak out for refutation.

Among these people, many of them were still in front of Ye Qingcang yesterday, calling Ye Xuan a waste and asking Ye Xuan to take the initiative to admit defeat.

However, now, Ye Xuan used his absolute strength to slap them hard.

The clanging sound seemed to echo in my heart.

Ye Tianhao was furious and fainted.

Ye Qingcang gritted his teeth and quickly raised his son to the clinic for treatment.

Off the stage, Ye Qingyang stared at Ye Xuan on the stage with wide eyes, his face full of shock, and a look of excitement slowly emerged under the shock.

Wind and Thunder are the ultimate kill!

That's right, he was sure what he saw just now was Fenglei's kill.

The last sword technique of the Wind and Thunder Nine Swords is also the most difficult to practice, a sword move that is more powerful than the Ksitigarbha Luanwu.

Just the moment when the wind and thunder blew up the cold sword light.

Ye Qingyang was almost shocked and suffocated. The sword shaved a sharp sword light. It was so beautiful, so fast and dazzling, as if a sword had slashed into his eyes and carved into the depths of his heart.

The Nine Swords of Wind and Thunder have finally reappeared in the world!

Ye Qingyang shouted loudly in his heart, as if his lifelong wish was fulfilled at this moment, and even if he died immediately, he would no longer feel regretful.

When Ye Xuan walked off the competition stage and showed Ye Yanshuang's face, his eyes were always looking straight ahead without glanced at her.

Ye Yanshuang was also shocked by the competition results, and Ye Xuan’s previous words kept echoing in her mind: You are just a joke!

"Am I a joke?" She felt mixed feelings.

Before, she confidently thought that Ye Xuan was not Ye Tianhao's opponent, and even mocked Ye Xuan in a contemptuous tone, but the fact slapped her hard, as if she could feel the scorching pain on her cheeks.

She didn't understand why things turned out like this.

Half a year ago, she and Ye Xuan had a good relationship. She believed that as long as she smiled at him, he would immediately bow under his pomegranate skirt.

However, when he awakened his martial soul half a year ago, he obviously failed to awaken and became a waste who could be ridiculed!

Ye Xuan walked back to Ye Qingyang and hugged Xiang Ling who was coming to meet him. The little girl's face was full of worry and joy.

When Ye Yanshuang saw the scene of brothers and sisters hugging each other, she felt a sense of jealousy in her heart, and quickly regained her arrogant expression. She snorted coldly in her heart and said in her heart: So what if you win martial arts? I, Ye Yanshuang, are still not something you can afford to climb!

After Ye Qingcang sent his son to the clinic, he hurried back and said to Ye Yanshuang: "Yanshuang, Tianhao was seriously injured this time. Ling Zun and Mr. 6 are familiar with him. You come forward and ask Mr. 6 to treat Tianhao's injuries."

Ye Yanshuang glanced at Ye Qingcang with a cold expression and said coldly: "I have no time, please go by myself." After that, he turned around and left.

Just before the competition, Ye Yanshuang was talking and laughing with Ye Tianhao, but once the competition was lost, Ye Yanshuang's attitude immediately changed by 180 degrees.

Ye Qingcang was stunned for a moment, then glared at Ye Yanshuang's back fiercely and cursed: "Stupid girl, she is faster than turning her back on her face!"

...

The deacon Huiwu walked onto the competition stage and officially announced that Ye Xuan had won the competition.

In Liuyun Square, tens of thousands of viewers were all shocked by the sharp sword light that had just bloomed like a galaxy.

It was not until the results of the competition were announced that fierce shouts broke out in Liuyun Square.

Some cheer, some cry, and some shout.

But it was more about talking about the competition just now.

This result was beyond the expectations of most viewers. Some gamblers who bet on Ye Tianhao's winning lost all their money and roared angrily.

After the fierce debate lasted for a quarter of an hour, the deacon Huiwu walked onto the competition stage again and announced the start of the second competition.

Huangfu Ao vs. Ling Jie.

This is a battle between a mad sword and a hidden weapon.

Ling Jie's hidden weapon has already reached its peak, and he is as if the goddess is scattering flowers.

Huangfu Ao was once the first martial arts master in Liuyun City, and the Wolf King of Xiaoyue appeared again.

As soon as both sides attack, they directly use thunder means.

Ling Jie immediately showed his martial soul, soared into the air, and his hands moved together. Eighteen hidden weapons flew out, pouring out like a meteor's rain of arrows.

Huangfu Ao moved his figure and reached the bottom of Ling Jie, immediately manifested the martial soul of the Wolf King of the Snowing Moon, jumped, grabbed Ling Jie's ankle, and snorted coldly: "Come down!" Then he smashed him into the ground with a fierce force.

Bang!

Ling Jie smashed the ground, shattering the bluestone, and rolled on the ground to get up and launch a counterattack.

Huangfu Ao chased after him with a quick step, and before he stood up, he stepped on him back to the ground.

Ling Jie vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Just because of your kindness, you are worthy of competing with me?" Huangfu Ao raised his foot and wanted to step on it again.

Ling Jie immediately admitted defeat: "Stop! I admit defeat."

"You know your identity!" Huangfu Ao stood with his hands behind his back, extremely arrogant.
Chapter completed!