"I took it."

A cold voice came out, and everyone looked over and saw Lu Yu sitting on the Grand Master's chair, drinking tea calmly.

Lu Yu looked at Ye Lingtian and said calmly: "You are late, "Dragon Talk" has already belonged to me in advance."

Lu Yu suddenly spoke, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Except for Ye Lingtian and others, only the senior executives of the Han family were able to come here. When they suddenly saw a strange face, they couldn't help but be curious.

"Who is this person? I dare to talk to Master Ye here."

"I heard that it was a master who the eldest lady met on the road. She destroyed the bandits, and even the worship of Cui Shenxiu was defeated by him."

"He is very strong, but he is also a little too young. He should be young and frivolous, and he doesn't think about where this place is."

There are many senior executives of the Han family around, and they choose to watch coldly at this moment.

Lu Yu dares to challenge Ye Lingtian here, he really doesn't know how to live or die.

"Where is the stupid thing coming from? Hurry up and hand over Wen Sheng's pen and ink, that's not what you can have!" The disciple in purple took a step forward and shouted coldly.

As Ye Lingtian's disciple, his attitude is quite arrogant.

A cold light flashed in Lu Yu's eyes and he said coldly: "I'm talking to your master, are you going to interrupt?"

The disciple in purple was furious: "What kind of thing are you? You dare to be arrogant in front of my master!"

"He is the distinguished guest I invited!"

Han Xinrou walked forward with a gloomy face.

"Miss Han family, you..." The purple-clothed disciple's face changed slightly.

He could scold Lu Yu, the unknown young man, but he did not dare to speak like this when facing the eldest lady of the Han family.

"That's right, this is Master Lu, and it's also the strong man who was invited by my Han family to help." Han Rong also stood up and said.

The two senior Han family leaders stood for Lu Yu one after another. The purple-clothed disciple was immediately afraid. He snorted coldly: "Wen Sheng's pen and ink can only be used to the greatest extent in the hands of my master."

The purple-clothed disciple said proudly: "Forgot to tell you that the Han family is my master, but I am a Confucian scholar!"

Han Zhengsu's body was shocked and said in surprise: "Didn't Master Ye practice sword art? How could he be a Confucian practitioner?"

Ye Lingtian then slowly put down the teacup and said lightly: "Three days ago, I reached the peak of my understanding of "Haoran Sword Art", and now I can finally make it public."

hiss--

There was a sound of gasping in the air.

"No wonder Master Ye was able to defeat Chen Tianying. It turns out that you are still a Confucian cultivator!"

"Although Confucianism is not fast in practice, it is known for its calm heritage, second only to sword cultivator in the same realm. Master Ye, Confucianism and Sword Cultivator, will definitely be amazing in strength!"

Han Zhengsu was obviously shocked: "I have also practiced "Haoran Sword Technique", but now I am stuck in the second level and cannot make progress. Master Ye has to reach the peak level, at least he will have to reach the fifth level!"

Amid a compliment, Ye Lingtian's mouth curled slightly.

"Young man, I don't need momentum to suppress you. Give me the "Dragon Talk" and I am willing to buy it from you for a price of one billion spirit stones." Ye Lingtian looked at Lu Yu.

Although he said he would not use momentum to suppress others, he always exuded immortal pressure on him, and suddenly came, which was terrifying.

Han Xinrou and Han Rong's faces changed slightly. They did not expect that Lu Yu, whom they invited, would have a conflict with Ye Lingtian.

"I think so."
Chapter completed!