"Everyone, we seven brothers are late." The seven heroes of Guishan fell on the ring and glanced at everyone. One of them said,

"It's not too late, it's not too late." The leaders of major forces shook their heads and said,

Then, the seven people flew off the ring and came to the chairs that had been prepared for them.

As soon as the seven people sat down, another extremely powerful aura came. A big man holding a double axe landed on the ring like a wild beast, and then laughed: "I'm late for Li Dongshan from my double axe. I hope that the leaders of all the major forces will not be accustomed to it."

"No, no, no." The leaders of major forces shook their heads and said,

In the next ten minutes, more than a dozen big figures came one after another. Except for one of these big figures, the eighth level of the Tiandan, the rest were the ninth level of the Tiandan, and a few were even the ninth level of the Tiandan.

However, according to Mo Wentian's introduction, the real combat power of the eighth level of the Tiandan that was comparable to the nineth level of the Tiandan. In other words, the combat power of the people who arrived was all at the nineth level of the Tiandan or the nineth level of the Tiandan.

Ye Wushang was almost stunned at this moment. When was there so many ninth level of the Heavenly Pills of the Holy Dynasty in the All Nations?

While stunned, Ye Wushang was even more looking forward to the journey to the desolate temple after the World Congress, because these people were all here to participate in the journey to the desolate temple, which shows that the treasures in the desolate temple must be very precious, otherwise, so many ninth level of the heavenly elixir would not have been brought to it.

After everyone took their seats, they restrained their momentum.

An old man who was hosting this competition walked onto the competition stage, said a lot of unnutritious words, took out four wooden signs, glanced at Bai Yiyi, Ming Che, double literary and double martial artists, old lady, Mo Wentian, and Ye Wushang, and said: "Next, please draw lots from the previous four forces to decide who will come first."

Bai Yiyi smiled and said, "I'll do it first."

As he said that, Bai Yiyi stretched out her hand and directly passed a wooden sign from the old man's hand. Next, Ming Che did as he did, and passed a wooden sign. When Ming Che saw the words on the wooden sign, he looked at Ye Wushang and smiled extremely proudly. Ye Wushang looked at Ming Che's smile, knowing what Ming Che had drawn.

Sure enough, when the old woman opened the wooden sign that was coming, there were two words written on it, "Hide Clan."

"It's bad now." The old woman said solemnly: "We will lose."

Mo Wentian nodded with frown and agreed to what the old woman said.

Ye Wushang lowered his head and was silent, thinking about how to deal with Mingche, while Ye Wushang lowered his head and missed such a scene. Bai Piaoran secretly glanced at Bai Yiyi's wooden sign. After seeing the two-person sign on it, he let out a big sigh, which made Bai Xiaoye look sideways, but Bai Xiaoye didn't say anything. She had said enough in the past few days. If Bai Piaoran could have heard it, he would have heard it long ago.

"Oh, it's just a painless little brother." Bai Xiaoye lamented in his heart,

"Who comes first." The old man who hosted the competition did not have the right to decide who competed first, so he asked on the competition stage at this moment.

"I'll do it first." Bai Yiyi stood up and flew to the ring, which made Ming Che, who had already stood up, very angry.

"Double literary and double martial arts, are you here?" Bai Yiyi flew onto the ring, looked in the direction of the double human race, and said with a smile at the double literary and double martial arts, without any tension as she should have before the war came.

"No, we will admit defeat, let you win in the White Phoenix Clan." To everyone's surprise, both literary and military chose to admit defeat directly,

Everyone was talking, Bai Yiyi flew off the ring, and the old man who was in charge of the competition went back to the ring to announce the result of the game. The Bai Phoenix Clan won, and the two men lost, he focused on the Nether Clan and the Twelve Islands.

Ye Wushang looked up, looked at Mo Wentian and the old woman, and asked seriously, "If I defeat Ming Che, can you defeat the remaining two?"

"Yes." The old woman replied without hesitation.

Mo Wentian was silent, but he nodded in the end.

Ming Che flew onto the ring and looked at Ye Wushang with a sneer. Ye Wushang stood up and flew onto the ring. Then, everyone was in an uproar. What does this mean? Is Tiandan Seven important fighting against the peak of Tiandan Ninth Level? Isn’t this seeking death? Everyone began to have sympathy for Ye Wushang, and at the same time sighed at the decline of the Twelve Islands. Thinking about how powerful the Twelve Islands were during the previous ten thousand national conferences, but now, it has fallen to the point where the Twelve Islands are from the seventh Level of Tiandan.

Time is the best attack weapon, it seems that this sentence is not correct at all.

Bai Piaoran was very nervous at this moment, but the expression on her face still seemed to be irrelevant. This made Ye Wushang, who deliberately looked at Bai Piaoran, very disappointed. Could it be that she really doesn't like me anymore?

The man beside Bai Piaoran finally saw Ye Wushang's appearance clearly at this moment, and was shocked immediately. Is this person a boy he could kill just by releasing his momentum a year ago? The man didn't believe his eyes. He would never believe that there is such a talent in this world. In a year, he could rush directly from the peak of the first level of the Tiandan to the seventh level of the Tiandan, and, according to rumors, he also killed Heng Batian, who was the ninth level of the Tiandan.

The man didn't believe it, and tried his best to suppress his thoughts and prevent him from connecting Ye Wushang with the boy who was beaten by him a year ago. However, he had to think so, because he clearly felt that Bai Piaoran's palm was covered with sweat.

The man panicked, the first time he panicked, he had a feeling that he would not only not get Bai Piaoran, but he might also be killed by Ye Wushen in the end.

Shaking his head and forcibly calm himself down. Who is he? He is the son of the leader of the War clan. He will never let Bai Piaoran be snatched away by Ye Wushang. He will never, absolutely not,

On the ring,

"Ye Wushang, I admire your character and courage very much. As long as you promise to change the flag of Tianmen and apologize to me, then I will only defeat you and not kill you." Ming Che sneered,

"Stop talking nonsense, let's start." After Ye Wushang finished speaking, he took out the Fire Cloud Sword.

The rules of this game are very simple. Whoever falls off the ring first will lose. Therefore, Ye Wushang has enough confidence. Even if he cannot defeat Ming Che in the end, he will not be killed by Ming Che, because he will rush off the ring by himself as soon as possible.

"Nine Thousand Flame Swords." Jumped up and took the lead in firing seven thousand sword shadows on Ming Che.

"I'm stubborn." Ming Che shouted coldly, waved his hand, and a true energy shot out, directly smashing all the sword shadows, and then set off to rush towards Ye Wushang. At this moment, Ming Che's thought was very simple, that is, to catch Ye Wushang and beat Ye Wushang, and he must not let Ye Wushang fall off the ring. He wants to beat Ye Wushang to death on the ring.
Chapter completed!