After walking aside, Ye Xuan quietly opened the wooden sign, and two numbers were clearly engraved on it, number seventeen!

Yun Jingjing, who was following him, also opened the wooden sign, thirty-three!

After Ye Xuan saw that the sword platform closest to him was sword platform No. 3, he immediately walked slowly towards the distance.

"No. 7...No. 10...No. 12..." Just as Ye Xuan slowly walked towards the sword platform No. 17, he found that Cui Dong was actually walking side by side with him. At this moment, Cui Dong was looking at him sadly.

Watch him smile.[

"Ye Xuan, please pray, don't hit me in the first game, otherwise you will be dead!" Cui Dong said coldly.

Ye Xuan snorted coldly and said tit for tat: "Cui Dong, I have prepared a coffin for you. You must not be in a hurry to reincarnate!"

"You..." Cui Dong suddenly changed his expression, "Boy, you are dead! This time, I will chop you up alive!"

Ye Xuan sneered: "Humph, it's not certain who will behead whom! It's too early to say at this moment!"

"sixteen……"

"Seventeen..."

Ye Xuan stopped immediately in front of Sword Platform No. 17, gave Yun Jingjing a few words, and watched her slowly leave.

"Hahaha... God helps me! God helps me!"

Suddenly, Cui Dong's crazy laughter sounded behind Ye Xuan.

"Ye Xuan, let me see what else you have to say this time. On the 17th, God wants you to die!" Cui Dong looked at the wooden sign in his hand and laughed loudly, "Ye Xuan, look carefully, it's

Not in the same group as me? Hahaha... I laughed to death..."

At this moment, Ye Xuanzhen didn't know whether to cry or laugh. With his eyesight, and Cui Dong deliberately showing the numbers on the wooden sign in his hand, how could he not see clearly?

"Number 17!" Ye Xuan sighed in his heart. He was actually chosen by the other party and met him in the first game.

"Cui Dong, you forced me to do this!" Ye Xuan's eyes changed, and a rare and ruthless look flashed through his eyes.

"Brother Dong, this time you can let go and fight. On the sword trial stage, life or death is irrelevant. Even if you accidentally kill him, the elders will ignore you."

"Yes, Brother Dong, this kid has been arrogant for eight years. I must give him a good look this time. The master of the pavilion has not shown up. This is a golden opportunity..."

"Boy, please show your arrogance again. Weren't you still shouting just now? Are you going to shout again?"

"Did you prepare that coffin for yourself?"

"Hahaha……"

"It's too early to say, I don't think it's too early at all! Hahaha..." Cui Dong almost burst into laughter and couldn't straighten his waist.[

"Don't compete yet, there is a battle here that is unprecedented. Come and see, everyone, come..."

I don't know who shouted this below, which caused the disciples who were originally scattered in various sword platforms to watch the competition and ran over excitedly.

"Ye Xuan, no one can save you today, come on stage!" Cui Dong saw everyone at the scene looking over. His goal has been achieved. This battle is enough to make him famous. He is the one who killed Ye Xuan.

The only goal in nine years.

As long as Ye Xuan died, Cui Dong felt that he could not hold his head up for a day.

He still remembered clearly. When he was ten years old, when he and Ye Xuan came to Yunya Pavilion at the same time, both of them were at the first level of Kaiyuan and were regarded as genius disciples by the pavilion master.

Focus on training.

Then, at the final meeting where the pavilion master selected his direct disciple, he was kicked off the stage by Ye Xuan, and he could not hold his head up ever since.

From that moment on, Cui Dong swore that no one could take Ye Xuan's life away from him!
Chapter completed!