Ye Ming received a total of seven jade tablets. In total, including Ye Ming, there were only three people left in this secret realm.
In this case, it seems a bit difficult to find. Those two guys didn't get a piece. You can guess that they must be hiding somewhere, but they don't know how strong they are.
"If the strength is very strong, then now, seeing that seven people have been eliminated, they should come out to look for me."
Ye Ming frowned slightly: "If he was weak, he would still be hiding."
"boom!"
At this moment, an astonishing palm suddenly came over. Ye Ming's heart skipped a beat and he immediately used teleportation to dodge away.
"Bang!"
The big hand lost its target and hit the ground with a bang, immediately creating a big crater.
"You run pretty fast!"
A figure appeared from the jungle in the distance. There was a scar on his face, which made him look extremely ferocious. Because of the movement of this scar, he looked like a middle-aged man instead of a young man.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, but my actions are always so slow."
The man murmured, then stared at Ye Ming, and said with a ferocious smile: "What are you looking at? Take it out? I know that those jade tokens are all on you."
"Are you that confident?"
Ye Ming frowned, and his spiritual thoughts swept over this guy, and he turned out to be a saint-level cultivation!
There were only a few saint-level people who came to compete this time. Ye Ming had never seen this person, but he had heard people talking about it in the inn. There was a man with a scar face who was very powerful and had a saint-level cultivation.
, in the first level, a total of thirteen people were killed.
He did not belong to any force and was also a lone traveler. This made Ye Ming a little surprised and a little admired. However, that admiration completely disappeared the moment he saw this scarred face.
"Don't say that I look down on you. I don't even look down on you, the Holy Lord, let alone a little half-step Holy Lord like you."
The scarred face had a cold glow in its eyes, a ferocious smile on its face, and its eyes were like a snake's glow, very sinister. He said in a cold voice: "Don't waste my time, get me all the jade tokens quickly!"
"You are also a loner. Leave the jade sign and get out immediately. I won't kill you." Ye Ming took a deep breath and said calmly.
The scarred face was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed wildly and said disdainfully: "It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous, haha! In such a long time, I have never heard a Half-step Saint say such a thing to me. Do you think that you, the Half-step Saint?
Isn’t it possible that even the Holy Lord Bu doesn’t pay attention to the strength of Bu Shengzun?!”
Ye Ming seemed a little impatient and waved his hand: "You only have three breaths left."
"Arrogant!"
Without saying a word, the scarred face opened his big hand, and a jet black spear was revealed. This spear was actually a peerless holy weapon, and it exuded the astonishing aura of a peerless holy weapon.
"Die!"
The scarred face shouted loudly, and the spear suddenly penetrated the space and stabbed towards Ye Ming. The trajectory of the shuttle was as unpredictable as a python, but the speed was also very fast. In an instant, he was in front of Ye Ming.
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Ye Ming looked indifferent. To be honest, he really didn't take this saint seriously.
"Bang!"
The air exploded, and Ye Ming's figure was penetrated, but the scarred face changed color, because it was just an afterimage.
"Three breaths have passed. If you seek death, I will send you to hell!"
Ye Ming's voice came from behind. This time, it brought some chill and murderous intent. His golden sword suddenly slashed from the air, and the blade was sharp and cut.
"snort!"
The scarred face snorted coldly, and was about to raise his spear to resist, but at this moment, a kind of horror filled his face, and he suddenly realized that his body could not move!
"Tsk!"
The long knife slashed down, and Scarface's body was directly cut into two halves, and his soul was even dead.
Ye Ming looked indifferent, grabbed the token, put away the spear, turned and left.
…
In the center of Cyber City Square, many people were watching the 'Ling Yun' game. After all, in this game, there were very few people who dared to kill people, let alone someone like Ye Ming, who slaughtered several people in succession.
"Isn't that Scarface who ran amok in the first level? He...he was also killed!"
"That scarred face has a saint-level cultivation. He was killed in just a few moves. I thought I was in for a good show."
"Did you notice that when Ling Yun attacked Scarface, Scarface had no defense at all and did not dodge? Why is this?"
"It must be that Ling Yun has such a special secret technique. He is so stupid. If it were you, you would just stand there and wait to die!"
Many eyes fell on Ye Ming, and there was a lot of discussion.
The people from the Jianyun Sect stared at Ye Ming with gloomy eyes. They originally thought that Ye Ming would definitely be killed by Scarface if he met Scarface. Although they did not personally avenge the young sect master, they were still happy.
But the result was counterproductive, Ling Yun killed the scarred face with a flip of his hand, his strength was too strong.
On the other side, the Son of the God of Death from the Storm Guild has already emerged from the competition. He was not eliminated, but he won all the tokens on the fifth day, which is not unpleasant.
"Young Master God, this guy is very powerful. From the beginning of the game to now, he has not used the law once." An old man stood behind the son of the God of Death and said slowly.
"What I care about is not him, but Ye Ming." The son of the God of Death fell on Ling Yun, but he was thoughtful.
"Do you think he could be Ye Ming?" The son of the God of Killing suddenly turned his head and asked the old man.
The old man was startled, pondered for a moment, and said: "I have investigated this person before, and he is not Ye Ming."
"Really?"
The son of the God of Death narrowed his eyes and murmured: "Logically speaking, that guy shouldn't not participate in such a grand event. Moreover, didn't the Demon Beast Dynasty kill some people when it came before? It was all Ye Ming's fault.
Yes, he must have arrived, but I don’t know if he will participate in the competition or not.”
The old man hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth, but finally did not speak.
"Are you afraid that I can't beat him?"
The son of the God of Death seemed to know what the old man wanted to say, and said with a faint smile: "This is a fact, I have never cared about it. He can kill the first-level ancient saint with the ultimate realm. This is really where the evildoer is. To be honest.
, if we were not on opposite sides, I would admire him very much, because I can't do it. Even in the extreme realm of Mo Dao, I can't even kill the ancient saints even if they are half-step holy saints. So for me,
For now, it’s just a dream.”
"Young Master Shen, there is no need to underestimate yourself. You are still very strong, but Ye Ming does have some tricks. If he really appears in the competition, I'm afraid it will be detrimental to Young Master Shen." The old man bowed slightly and said.
"There are no advantages or disadvantages. Come to participate in this competition. The ranking is not important. What is important is to attract the big fish Ye Ming."
"Has that matter been done?" The son of the God of Death pondered slightly, then asked again.
"It is still under investigation. Ye Ming seems to have fallen out of thin air. It is difficult to find his birthplace, but I will try my best." The old man said.
"Well, as soon as possible, I don't want to delay for too long."
The son of the God of Death took a deep breath and said: "Didn't the Creation Temple come to you in the past few days? It seems that they have some news about Ye Ming, tell them, and exchange with them, if they can really kill Ye Ming by then.
, to get what he has in his hands, the price we pay will be worth it!"
"This..." the old man hesitated: "Young Master, I think this matter should be prudent. First, we should consider whether the news about the Creation Temple is true. Second, we should also consider whether we can really kill Ye Ming."
"You don't have to kill him. Sometimes, you still need some dirty methods." The son of the God of Death said with a cruel smile.
…
When the outside world was buzzing with talk and noise, Ye Ming also found the last person in this secret realm.
This person is a member of a medium-sized force, and he is also a half-step saint. He was lucky enough to find hundreds of blue moon stones at the first level, and even hid them without being discovered.
However, in this second level, he was not as lucky as the first level. Moreover, hiding was useless, and he had to take action.
Ye Ming originally planned to take another life, but who would have thought that this guy handed the jade plaque to Ye Ming without saying a word.
Ye Ming was surprised and asked: "So happy?"
"I have seen that scarred face before. He is the Holy Lord. Even he was defeated by you, so why should I ask for trouble?" the man said.
Ye Ming nodded, put away the jade plaque, and thus... spared this guy's life.
Sometimes, it is better for people to be more understanding, otherwise, they may pay the price with their lives.
When all ten jade tablets were in Ye Ming's hands, another teleportation array appeared in the void. This was because Taizong Mansion had discovered that the competition in this small secret realm was over and wanted to teleport them out.
Ye Ming did not hesitate and entered the teleportation array, and the remaining person followed him into it.
"Wow!"
Light flashed, and Ye Ming's figure appeared in the center of the square. He looked around and saw that the son of the God of Death, Fang Sheng, Yale Mingfei, Su Yuxin, Mu Qianqian and others had already come out.
"These guys..." Ye Ming shook his head and glanced at the big screen. He saw that Xia Yun had eight jade tablets tied to his waist, but he was also injured. He was currently fighting the last person.
In the end, Xia Yun fought hard to get injured, and finally defeated the man and obtained the last jade medal.
"He is only half a step above the peak of the Holy Master. Maybe he is lucky. Otherwise, if he meets these guys, he may not get any good results."
Ye Ming thought to himself, and at the same time looked up at Yale Mingfei, Son of the Killing God, Fang Sheng and others. Indeed, with the strength of these guys, Xia Yun will definitely be defeated.
After handing all the jade tablets to the old man in charge of records in Taizong Mansion, and writing down the names, Ye Ming left.
This time, Ye Ming clearly felt that the old man's attitude towards him was different. He was indifferent before, but now he was enthusiastic. After all, it was an absolute honor to stand out among so many geniuses and become the top 100!