There was silence above Kaiye Square. Almost everyone could not understand Nie Wushuang's victory. Everyone was still in a state of shock.

"Swoosh!"

A figure shot down and landed at the small gate of the Zangbitai protective formation, shouting shrillly: "I'll challenge him!"

On the square, everyone was suddenly amazed because the person who landed at the small gate of the protection formation of the Zongbitai was Tang Yurun. At this time, Tang Yurun was disheveled, his eyes were broken, and his anger was soaring to the sky.

"This..." The deacon of the sect was speechless for a moment, looking at Tang Yurun, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Suddenly a white shadow flashed, and Ye Xuanxin was between Tang Yurun and the small gate of the protective formation without warning. Looking at Tang Yurun, Ye Xuanxin smiled and said nothing.

"Master! If you don't take revenge, I will be a father in vain!" Tang Yurun shouted hysterically.

Ye Xuanxin shook her head and whispered to Tang Yurun: "If you let you go up, I will be the leader of the sect."

Tang Yurun's mouth was covered with blood. At this moment, his teeth bit his lips, blood oozed out, his face turned pale, and he said in a crying voice: "Master Ye, for my years of life and death in order to open the Yemen, you let me go to the stage...I...I'm not willing..."

Ye Xuanxin gently patted Tang Yurun's shoulders, held one hand on his shoulder, turned his head and said slowly to Kaiye Square: "The sect competition can only be challenged at the same level. If there is anyone who violates this rule." At this point, he turned around and moved his right hand on Tang Yurun's shoulder to Tang Yurun's neck, rubbed his palms into a knife, and smiled and gently spit out a word: "Kill!"

Tang Yurun slowly closed his crying.

Suddenly, Ye Wuji shot up from the crowd and rushed to the small gate of Zongbitai, beside Ye Xuanxin.

Ye Xuanxin looked at Ye Wuji with a smile on her face and didn't speak.

"Dad, the child is going to challenge him." Ye Wuji's face was extremely excited, his lips opened and closed, and his teeth loosened and bitten.

Tang Yurun seemed to be a drowning person to catch a life-saving straw, looked at Ye Wuji, and quickly said, "Okay, okay, Wuji, you are the same brothers as my son. If you come forward, you will definitely be able to kill this son."

Ye Xuanxin pondered for a moment, looked at Ye Wuji, and said, "The sect is on the stage, life and death are not discussed."

At this time, Ye Wuji's hair turned pale purple, his face was covered with handsome eyebrows and big eyes, and an extremely excited light burst out from his eyes, and his voice was trembling: "Dad, I never thought that this sect competition would take place, but with an opponent like Nie Wushuang, I am really itchy, and I hope my father can do it."

Tang Yurun said on the side: "Sect Master, Wuji is a half-step pill. Since he is a half-step pill, he is not a real pill cultivator. He has always been my pride in opening the Yemen. If this sect comparison makes the thief on the stage first, then I..."

Ye Xuanxin waved his hand and interrupted Tang Yurun and said softly: "Yurun, don't be too excited, you should go back to the viewing table first." As he said that, Ye Xuanxin made a gesture of invitation.

"Abide by the orders of the sect leader." Tang Yurun did not dare to say anything more, floated up and returned to the viewing platform.

Ye Xuanxin turned her head and looked at Nie Wushuang who was still relying on the protection of the Zongbitai wall to heal her wounds. Then she turned her head to look at Ye Wuji and said, "There are rules of artistic conception in Nie Wushuang's sword aura."

Ye Wuji looked puzzled and asked, "Dad, Nie Wushuang is just a foundation-building realm. How could he understand the rules of artistic conception?"

Ye Xuanxin smiled and said, "There are two great laws and magical powers between heaven and earth, and countless rules and magical powers. It is difficult to understand under the Nascent Soul; but Nie Wushuang is obviously an exception. Do you still have to go up?"

Ye Wuji smashed his mouth and said, "I am more interested in him now." When he said this, the excitement on his face became stronger. Then he laughed again, "Anyway, I was not affected much just now."

Ye Xuanxin nodded and said, "Then you go." After saying that, he stopped talking, and suddenly his body flashed and disappeared. When everyone saw it, Ye Xuanxin had already sat on the first seat of the viewing platform, raising a glass of tea, as if he had never left the viewing platform.

Nie Wushuang sat down on the Zongbi platform, closing his eyes to recuperate.

When the deacon of the sect announced that Ye Wuji was going to challenge Nie Wushuang, a huge uproar sounded in Kaiye Square.

"Isn't Senior Brother Wuji invincible at the same level as the foundation-building realm of the sect?" "I heard that Senior Brother Ye Wuji has reached half a step to form a pill. Since he dares to come on stage, I'm afraid Nie Wushuang will be in danger this time." "Isn't it so easy to sit on the position of the deputy master of the Cedar Hall? Nie Wushuang must have some tricks, but it's not used." "Senior Brother Wuji is so powerful that few people have experienced it. If you want to kill Nie Wushuang, you must be able to get it."

Nie Wushuang's injuries were repaired by the chaos energy, and he had been summarizing the sword moves of a pot of wine in the flower village.

"Little fat man, why do I feel that my trick is full of wine, but I don't have any killing spirit?" Nie Wushuang thought for a while before asking the little fat man in his mind: "Did you find out that before I went to the sect to compete, the person I wanted to kill was Mo Qingyu. After coming up, Mo Qingyu was cut by me so hard that it was not even a minor injury. Tang Minghu was killed by me, but this was not my original intention. In this battle just now, I didn't feel who I wanted to kill, nor did I feel who I wanted to kill. Why is this?"

The little fat man's voice came: "The sword move of a pot of wine in the flower field, and I realized that the ultimate realm should be 'The state of life and death between the flower field, the sword is separated by yin and yang'. You are still far from this step. Now you are just the superficial of the rules of artistic conception; let's put it this way, if these tens of thousands of people are not audiences, but are really fighting with you, even if there are a thousand Nie Wushuang today, they will have to die on the spot. Now this is already very good. One move can affect dozens of people, which is almost your limit now; if the real power of this move is not something that humans can imagine if you don't see it in person; now you can slowly reminisce and slowly realize it."

Nie Wushuang thought something and said, "Okay, then let me keep it to myself and slowly understand it."

While Nie Wushuang was communicating with the little fat man, Ye Wuji had already entered the sect platform from the small door protecting the wall. At this time, he was holding a folding fan in his hand. Facing Nie Wushuang, he looked excited and smiled.

Ye Wuji looked at Nie Wushuang who was leaning against the protective wall of the Zongbi Platform and closed his eyes to heal his wounds. He looked at him up and down, and at the same time, he was waiting quietly with excitement. Without disturbing him, Ye Wuji just walked slowly back and forth on the Zongbi Platform.

When Nie Wushuang opened his eyes, he saw Ye Wuji walking slowly opposite him. The two of them looked at each other, and Ye Wuji stopped.

After a while, Ye Wuji asked, "How is the injury? Do you need to be healed after the injury?"

Nie Wushuang pondered for a moment and said, "It's okay to be seriously injured, but I do want to stop for a day and go and take a look at the squad..."

Ye Wuji waved his hand and interrupted Nie Wushuang's words, saying, "No matter what you have, I will wait for you for a day." As he said that, he turned around and suddenly clasped his fists to everyone in Kaiye Square and whispered loudly: "Sect competition, who would still want to challenge Nie Wushuang within the same realm?"

On the Kaiye Square, there was a silence.

Ye Wuji said again: "From now on, I, Ye Wuji, accept any challenge for Nie Wushuang. If someone wants to come up and challenge him, you can challenge him." Ye Wuji said, and the folding fan suddenly opened, making a crisp and long sound. The folding fan instantly turned into a big roc. The big roc spread its wings and supported it. The huge wings were filled with light and spiritual power surged out. The entire sect platform suddenly whirred and whistled, and the strong wind blew, hitting the wall, making a snap sound.

Ye Wuji looked around Kaiye Plaza and asked loudly, "Who is going to come up and fight me?"
Chapter completed!