Chapter 442 The Martial Arts Arena

"What? It's impossible!"

Yan Xiaobai's face was ashen, he was stunned for a while!

As powerful as the golden armored corpse king, the physical King Kong with the fighting power of Wu Zong couldn't bear the power of Ye Tian's punch. How could there be such a powerful existence in this world? How could there be such a powerful boy?

His three views are a little distorted, it feels like he is dreaming, everything is unreal.

"Actually, I still have a nickname without my consent, Xman!" Ye Tian smiled lightly.

He spoke easily, but Yan Xiaobai's hearing was like a thunderous sound piercing his ears, making his outside scorched and tender inside. The shock that this news brought to him was a hundred times stronger than Ye Tian being Jiangnan Master Ye.

"What? Are you Xman? Are you a Martial Saint? Master Jiangnan Ye and Xman are the same person? No wonder, no wonder..." His face was horrified, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and he muttered to himself. Hysterical, unable to back up.

It seemed that standing in front of him was the most terrifying demon god in the world.

Ye Tian still maintains a part of the chaotic golden body, especially his hands, which bloom like immortal gold, and the golden fighting spirit is surging, which is somewhat similar to the existence Yan Xiaobai saw on the Internet , which matches the number. Combined with the fact that they are all teenagers, similar ages, and similar appearances, he can almost be sure that Ye Tian is not lying. The person in front of him is Master Ye in Jiangnan and Xman, the god of war in the Golden Triangle.

Facing a martial sage, even his father, Yan Han, can only drink hatred, and there is absolutely no possibility of him surviving tonight.

However, out of his desire for life and his instinct to live, he turned around and ran away, panicking like a bereaved dog.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me..." he screamed miserably.

"Why bother?" Ye Tian looked indifferent, shook his head lightly, and threw out a tripod in his palm. He said to let Yan Xiaobai's bones disappear, including his soul, and he would naturally do what he said.

"Clang!"

The lid of the cauldron was opened wide, and thousands of rays of sunlight shot out from the cauldron. The black hole-like suction instantly enveloped Yan Xiaobai's whole body, and the surrounding air froze into a solid block, making it difficult for him to move an inch. He didn't even have time to struggle, he just yelled a few times, and was sucked in by the Dragon Wen Li Huo Cauldron.

"Ah, you devil, even if I were a ghost, I wouldn't let you go!"

boom!

The body of the tripod and the cover of the tripod are solid.

Ye Tian played the fire urging formula from the air, and the cauldron burst into flames. After a heart-piercing scream, Baoding returned to calm.

At the same time, Yan Han, who was sitting cross-legged in a certain guest room in the martial arts compound, suddenly opened his eyes, two flashes of cold electricity shot out of his eye sockets, and suddenly looked in the direction of Ye Tian's deserted battlefield, his thick eyebrows frowned, and his face was exposed. Suspicious color.

Father and son are connected by blood, he may have sensed something is wrong.

However, after ten seconds, he closed his eyes again and continued to sit cross-legged with eyes closed. Tomorrow's Wu Zong Conference he will be on stage, he dare not neglect. This journey has been exhausting and tiring, and he must adjust himself to the best condition.

The rest of the Martial Emperors should be doing the same at this moment, cultivating their minds and bodies to prepare for tomorrow's big battle.

The opponent that Yan Han is worried about is not Wu Ya, because Wu Ya is not worthy of being his opponent, and he can easily crush him. What he was worried about was Chen Tianhe and Wu Canghai, both of whom were comparable in combat power to him, and they were likely to challenge him.

Especially Chen Tianhe, the news he got,

In the past five years, this person has thoroughly understood the Baji "Shaking" tactic, and his ability to shake mountains makes him not to be underestimated. In the grandmaster meeting five years ago, Chen Tianhe was able to defeat all the martial arts sects with only the Baji "beng" formula, ranking fourth on the grandmaster list.

Among the top four on the grandmaster list, Chen Tianhe is the youngest, two rounds younger than the other three, he is in full bloom, there is almost no suspense to win the first place on the grandmaster list in the future, and it is not impossible to even become a martial saint .

Wu Canghai, the Patriarch of the Wu Family, was also an opponent that he had to be cautious about. After all, the martial arts family has produced sword masters, and the mad dragon saber technique inherited by the family points directly to the way of martial saints. Who knows how much Wu Canghai has improved in the mad dragon saber technique in the past five years.

In addition, Yan Han also wanted to fight for the first place on the Grandmaster list. At this Grandmaster Conference, he intends to challenge Master Shikong of Shaolin Vajra Sect!

In order to have a quiet practice environment, Yan Han didn't let his son live with him, but let his son, two servants, and Jin Jiashi live in a hotel outside.

He knew about his son going to "ambush" Ye Tian, ​​but he didn't take it too seriously. After all, it was a certainty, and Ye Tian would definitely die tonight. Besides his son, he knew of several other groups of people who went to ambush Ye Tian, ​​and there was no suspense in the result.

Therefore, he suddenly felt palpitations. After opening his eyes, he closed them again and continued to practice.

At this moment, the battlefield in the wilderness.

Daoist Wuya felt his scalp go numb for a while, and his teeth were clenched.

It was only now that he vaguely realized how indifferent and ruthless his teacher was! Immortal Wuya suddenly had the illusion that being with you is like being with a tiger, and he couldn't help feeling a little panicked. He had no doubt that if he made a mistake, Ye Tian would stuff him into the cauldron and burn him.

A young man with such a decisive heart, and a master of martial arts, is destined to fly in the sky and achieve great results!

With another wave of Ye Tian's sleeve, the Dragon Wenli Huo Baoding flew out of the air and landed in front of the real Wuya.

"This cauldron can help you fight, let's use it!" Ye Tian said.

"Thank you teacher."

...

Nothing to say all night.

On the second day, the sun was rising, the sun was shining, and the wind was beautiful.

The martial arts compound, the martial arts arena.

There are three walls in the courtyard of the Wu family, and one side is bounded by the Yellow River. The martial arts field of the Wu family is built on the bank of the Yellow River, which is the base of a mountain with the top of the mountain flattened.

The fighting session of the Wu Zong Conference will be held in the martial arts arena of the Wu family and will last for several days.

Wu Zong and martial artists below Wu Zong will compete separately, but Wu Zong is the main one in the whole conference, and it is naturally Wu Zong who starts the competition first.

The sun had just risen in the east, and there were already many people around the martial arts arena, discussing, clamoring and clamoring.

There are seats in the best viewing position near the martial arts arena, but only Wu Zong and some prominent people are eligible to sit. Most people have to stand and watch.

Those who come here for the first time will be shocked by the Wu family's martial arts arena. It is a base of a mountain that has been flattened. The area is as big as a basketball court. It is 20 meters above the horizon. It was cut out by a sharp and unparalleled sky-slashing sword, majestic, majestic and majestic.

A small half of the mountain at the base of the Martial Arts Field extends into the Yellow River. This is a bend of the Yellow River, and the flowing water is already turbulent. A large mountain extends into the Yellow River, blocking the flow of water, forming a "rock", and the flowing water is even more turbulent.

Standing on the martial arts arena and looking up and down, you can see the Yellow River's turbid waves surging to the sky, surging torrents, splashing water, and misty smoke. It looks like thousands of troops galloping.

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