Chapter 141 Sparks

The first update...

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Ye Jun rolled his eyes. Naturally, he knew that the coquettish elder Lv wanted to show off in front of other factions. So the spiritual power was stimulated to the extreme, and the blue light of Tianqian Sword exploded, like a universe bursting. Within ten miles, it was clearly visible, and the huge buzzing sound made the air vibrate. The fierce wind brushed his face, and the disciples looked excited, and their hearts suddenly abound. Several disciples, including the obscene Wu Zui, looked at Ye Jun, who was hunting in his clothes, with admiration. Yan Yuner is intoxicated. This is her own man! Rong Rong's eyes rose with small stars, with her little face up, and the two braids were blown back into two straight lines by the strong wind.

At this time, five tents have been tied up in the open space outside the entrance of the misty forest. Each tent is shrouded in a layer of light, and a huge pattern representing the sect is hanging above the mask.

Looking down from the sky, the five patterns are arranged in the shape of a six-pointed star, missing a corner. This position should be reserved for the Yanhun Hall. The five patterns are: the Big Dipper, a huge purple lightning, a huge sword, a golden palm, and an ethereal cloud peak.

In the wide open space outside the five major camps, groups of Sanxiu or other small sect spies gathered together to fart and chat. The number of people was no less than 7,000 or 8,000, which was much less than the last one, because many people followed them to the wilderness to watch the fun. The reason why these practitioners come thousands of miles away is nothing more than to see what treasures the disciples of the six schools have got. Who wins among the six schools? The results of the competition of the six schools every ten years are related to the strength ranking of the six schools in the future. After all, the more outstanding the young disciples are, the more outstanding the young disciples are, which shows that this school will inevitably flourish in the future. On the contrary, this school is bound to be strong. Beginning to decline.

In addition, the most attractive thing is that some slightly stronger sects and organizations gamble on the day before the test. Bet on the ranking of the results of this test, the flowing Ling Sanshi is at least tens of millions, and many people come with exchange items. So many practitioners have gathered together, and there must be a lot of strange things. Some people even spread a layer of oilcloth on the ground and set up the floor.

"Wh! What is that?" Suddenly there was a silence in the open space where people were boiling, and a huge blue light in the distant sky was dragging its long tail at high speed, followed by a faint roar.

Wh! Wheops! sou......

The five factions, which were originally closed, opened at the same time, and a group of people rushed out one after another, all looking at the sky doubtfully. The huge blue light had come to the top of everyone, and the huge roar made the pebbles on the ground beat. A group of people stood on a blue giant sword, and a bald fat man outside the tip was drinking by himself. It was so leisurely.

"Ah! It's the people from the Yanhun Hall! I know that fat man..."

"Well... The man driving the sword in the middle is Ye Jun. It was really wonderful in Yinlong Valley that day. This boy swallowed the wedding book and injured Rong Lie..."

"Hey hey, I was also present at that time. Long Linger hugged and kissed him on the spot. The Rong family was ashamed this time!"

"Uh-huh! That day, Long Lao's son also appeared, and the devil's fart silver-faced master was so scared that he escaped with his tail... Hey hey, I heard that the artifact is in the dragon's house! Artifact... chirning!"

"Fal! The old man Long said that the halberd had been thrown into the sea of silence. If you have the ability, you can take it!"

"I said you are a pig's head. You can believe what the old dragon says. Artifact, are you willing to throw it into the sea of silence?"

"Oh, it makes sense, but even in the Long family, do you dare to rob it?"

"Uh..."

Just as everyone was talking, Ye Jun had slowly landed down. When he was three feet away from the ground, the disciples jumped to the ground one after another. Ye Jun took off the sword and breathed a sigh of relief, which finally arrived.

"Master, sister, Mr. Ye, they are here!" Zhao Xiaoyi said to Yu Xiyu with a little excitement. Yu Yuxi glanced at Zhao Xiaoyi and said anly, "A teacher is not blind!" Zhao Xiaojun covered his mouth and smiled, "I'm afraid my sister is so excited because she fell in love with Mr. Ye!" Zhao Xiaoyi blushed and said angrily, "My sister is talking nonsense. I just think you like Mr. Ye!" Otherwise, why were you so excited just now? Your eyes were shining!"

"You're just talking nonsense..."

Yu Yuxi's heart trembled and glanced at the two disciples. Although she was called a disciple, she was actually only ten years older than the two disciples. She was only responsible for guiding them to practice. Zhao Xiaojun and Zhao Xiaoyi quarreled for a while. Seeing that the master was staring at them, they stood red.

Pangzi Lu greeted him with everyone, and the leaders of the other five factions also followed him. First, he was dressed in red, with a huge gold star on his chest, and two short whiskers slightly bent up, like a bat with wingspant.

"Haha, fat man, you're not late!" Chen Tiandao said with his beard.

"Ha ha, I, Fatty Lu, have always been punctual. Well, why hasn't my face changed? Rotten bats, stinky hands, old white face, old man Duan, oh, Piao Yunfeng only sent Yu Zhenren to lead the team..." Pangzi Lu swept everyone.

"Hey hey, fat man, you haven't changed. Why do we change?" Li Shouyin, the elder of Zixiao Palace, who is called the stinky hand monster, said with a smile.

The "rotten bat" is naturally the elder of Lian Xingzong, named Qiu Baoyang. And old man Duan also had a bald head, dressed in coarse linen, two black and thick eyebrows drooping into eight characters, a natural bitter gourd look, and his face was full of vicissitudes and sorrow. He was simply a realistic version of the "master of bitter gourd". His name was Duan Changren, and his name was "broken-hearted man". He couldn't worry about it.

Qiu Bao raised his beard and hummed softly, "Lv Fatty, your Yanhun Hall came so late this time. It seems that it's still falling to the bottom!" With that, he glanced disdainfully at a group of "crooked melons and cracked dates" behind Elder Lv. Xiao Zi and other disciples of the spiritual period couldn't help lowering their heads.

"This elder of Lianxing Sect, I don't know if the Niu Batong elder of your school has come?" Ye Jun asked with a smile on his face, and his expression was enough to be beaten. Qiu Bao glanced at Ye Jun in surprise and snorted coldly, "Kid, what's your name? Do you know Elder Niu?

"Ha ha, boy Ye Jun, I don't know Elder Niu very well, but last time he gave the boy a dragon king suit, and the boy didn't have time to thank him, um, that's right! Did Elder Niu take his finger back?" Ye Jun asked thievely.

coax! The people watching around blew up their nests. Many people have heard about it. It turned out to be true.

Qiu Bao looked wonderful and said word by word, "Are you Ye Jun?" Ye Jun smiled and said, "It's the boy. Have the elders heard of the boy's bandit number? "I'm ashamed!"

Damn it! The boy was so arrogant that Elder Lv laughed like a smiling Buddha. Among the disciples of Huanjian Pavilion, a pair of complex eyes looked at Ye Jun for a moment and said in his heart, "He has become more!" Yuan Ziyi also had this feeling, but Yuan Ziyi frowned, "Brother Ye has become frivolous and flamboyant. Just find an opportunity to talk about him!"

"Good...good...good!!!" Qiu Baoyang said three good words, turned around and left angrily. The disciples of Lian Xingzong stared at the disciples of Yanyun Hall with murderous faces. A fierce-looking male disciple even reached out and made a gesture of cutting his throat. Those disciples in the spiritual period couldn't help but turn pale and their experience was covered with a shadow.

Ye Jun stretched out his hand and pointed to the man and said, "What's your name?" The man was stunned, stopped and patted his chest and said, "Uncle Fan Tong, what's wrong?"

"Oh, it turned out to be a rice bucket. Remember not to break it. The rice has fallen out and turned into shit!" Ye Jun said indifferently.

"Puff!" Yan Yuner and Dong Yu laughed, and everyone around them laughed.

"Bah! Vulgar!" Yu Yuxi scolded softly with a red face, and the Zhao sisters covered their mouths and smiled. Yuan Ziyi shook her head with tears and laughter.

Fan Tong's face turned red with stinging and said, "Kid, let's wait and see!" He walked away in dismay. The shadow in the hearts of Xiao Zi and others did not feel that it dissipated in a smile.

"Haha, good boy! I, Lu Pangzi, like you more and more!" Elder Lu patted his bald head and laughed. Ye Jun shivered and said with a dry smile, "It's better not to like me, Elder Lv!"