Chapter 1271 Cave Fire Python

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"Mei'er, why don't you thank you Brother Ye for taking the good stuff!" Miao Xin warned from behind. After all, the pills Ye Wuhan gave her were top-notch. She didn't think that what Ye Wuhan casually gave to Long Meizi would be very good.

generally.

"Humph, this is my own business and you don't have to worry about it."

Long Meizi twisted her butt, flicked her long hair, and walked away.

"This..." Miaoxin sighed. She felt that her disciple would not regard her as a competitor.

Needless to say, Ye Wuhan felt that something was not right about the relationship between master and apprentice.

When they arrived at Jiwu Mountain, they saw that although there were only thirty disciples left to participate in the competition today, the number of people who came to watch had increased significantly. Because yesterday was the preliminary competition, the disciples' abilities were also uneven.

Relatively speaking, it is not exciting enough, but today is the rematch. The contestants are undoubtedly stronger and the fighting will be more exciting, so more people rushed to the scene.

Many of them are wealthy people from the secular world, and even from all religions and professions, who come here specifically to watch the game.

The organizers will not let them watch for free and charge tickets. The price of a ticket has been raised to tens of thousands of yuan. But even so, there are many people, even many foreigners. After all, it is difficult to compete in a hidden door.

Come on, who doesn’t want to take a look? Thousands of people were gathered halfway up the mountain.

As soon as the three people arrived, Ye Wuhan felt that the little boy was staring at him.

"Haha, what else can you see?" Ye Wuhan sneered secretly. Yesterday, he only showed his true body for a moment, and his face was covered, so it was impossible for them to recognize him.

Ye Wuhan probably thought that the little boy Sha Di thought he had a similar figure, so he kept staring at him.

Sure enough, the little boy stared at Ye Wuhan for a while, and then quickly shook his head. In his opinion, the masked man had made a move with the master's wife last night and escaped from her hands easily.

As for the Ye Wuhan in front of him, he is not even old yet. Even if he has been practicing martial arts since his mother's womb, how powerful can he be? It is impossible for him to have the ability to escape from his master's wife. He only looks a bit like Dingtian.

, it couldn’t be the masked man who left the master’s wife almost helpless.

Ye Wuhan killed Elder Yan last night, but he didn't know about Headmaster Lu.

Not only him, but also Yu Mansha glanced at Ye Wuhan when she saw him coming.

"Tong'er, do you think it could be him?" the lady in charge asked the little boy quietly.

"It can't be him, how old is he?" Sha Di looked disdainful.

After the little boy said it, Yu Mansha relaxed a little. If he said no, it was no. She trusted the little boy very much and even relied on him in some aspects. After all, Changchun Gong itself can also strengthen men's aspects.

But she was still very worried, fearing that the masked man would come here and expose her scandal, which would prevent her from meeting her senior brother, and let her face the world. After all, there were so many people here, and this was going to spread.

How do you let her, the lady of the house who is always known for her gentleness, live?

After waiting for a while, she gradually felt relieved when she saw that the masked man did not appear and no one announced the incident.

In fact, not only Yu Mansha and the little boy were paying attention to Ye Wuhan, but Situ Kong also often looked over at Ye Wuhan and kept checking him.

Because Yan Tong and Yu Wannian disappeared inexplicably last night, in other words, they didn't come back. He didn't think that the accident between the two people was related to Ye Wuhan, but after all, the two people disappeared because they went to kill Ye Wuhan, so he

He also paid special attention to Ye Wuhan.

It's just that assassinating others is not honorable after all. He prides himself on being a gentleman's sword, having high morals and respect, and the demeanor of an elder in the hidden sect, so it's hard to question Ye Wuhan face to face.

"The competition is about to begin, why hasn't brother Wan Nian arrived yet?" Even some disciples are paying attention to Wan Nian, after all, he is the favorite to win the championship.

As for Ye Wuhan, everyone already knew that he only came with him and did not participate in the competition.

"Yeah, what's going on? You know, he has a chance to win first place, and he is also the most talented person in Hunyuan Sect. It would be a pity if he can't come for some reason."

"People may no longer need to be number one to prove their strength."

"It's okay if he doesn't come, we have one more spot."

A group of disciples were also talking about it.

"Huh, whether he comes or not doesn't affect the result. No matter who I meet, my goal, Lu Yuansheng, is to win first place!" A disciple with a cool and handsome face said proudly. As he spoke, he took aim intentionally or unintentionally.

Look in the direction of Su Kexin.

It was Lu Yuansheng who spoke. Yesterday, Yu Wannian was there, so he had to retreat. Today, when Yu Wannian was away, he felt energetic again.

"It's Lu Yuansheng of the Divine Sword Sect. Without Senior Brother Yu, he is the favorite to win the championship." There were other disciples who were talking in low voices and quickly backed away when they saw him coming.

Lu Yuansheng had already walked towards Su Kexin.

"Miss Kexin, how about you join our Divine Sword Sect?" Lu Yuansheng directly extended the invitation. He didn't know yet that the head of their Divine Sword Sect was killed by Ye Wuhan.

Yesterday, Yu Wannian was here, and he was shocked by the power of the other party's sect, so he had no choice but to give the other party some face. Today, Yu Wannian was not here, so he thought that he had another chance to win over this "Miss Su", so he took the initiative to strike up a conversation with her.

Already.

"No, I'll think about it again. Thank you, Senior Brother Lu."

Su Kexin hurriedly refused. She also knew that these people had bad intentions. Moreover, she had a general understanding of the situation of the outer disciples yesterday. They were all inferior in the sect. They were only better than the handymen and could not learn anything at all.

He has advanced skills, few resources, and Ye Wuhan is so powerful. How long would it take to kill him as an outer disciple?

Seeing that Situ Kong had been waiting for so long and that the elder Yan Tong and his disciple Yu Wannian hadn't come yet, Situ Kong frowned for a moment and thought to himself, what's going on? Why haven't the two of them appeared yet? Something could really happen, right?

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Involuntarily, he looked at Ye Wuhan again, wondering if he could really be killed by this kid. But how talented is this young man, and how strong can he be if he has been practicing martial arts since he was born in his mother's womb? With Yan Tong, a late-stage heaven-level warrior,

How could something happen?

He tried to see through Ye Wuhan's cultivation, but he couldn't. He was just like an ordinary person.

"What's going on? This young man is really weird."

Situ Kong was surprised. Yesterday he knew clearly that Ye Wuhan had retreated to Yu Wannian, but now he couldn't see the other party's cultivation level, which made him feel extremely weird.

Thinking in his mind, he actually walked directly towards Ye Wuhan, took the initiative to hug his fists and said: "Excuse me, this little brother, your name is Ye Wuhan, right?"

"It is indeed a gentleman's sword, and it lives up to its reputation."

Seeing the dignified leader of the Hunyuan Sect being so polite to a young cultivator from the ordinary secular world, everyone was sincerely impressed by this magnanimity.

"So what if it's me?" Ye Wuhan said calmly, his voice was very cold.


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