"Qian Huan, are you sure you're right?" Li Fengyu asked in shock. +,
Qian Huan said: "He is indeed number one on the Qianlong List because An Nanjing gave up. As for the reason, I don't know. Anyway, he is number one on the Qianlong List! Oh, what's worth mentioning is that he is a contemporary swordsman.
Emperor, because he has been recognized as the master by the ancient sheath." Naturally, he would not think that Yang Ye had understood the sword domain. He did not want Yang Ye to be taken away by people from these sects. Monsters like Yang Ye, since they can't
Yeah, it's better to let him die
Jian Huang?
After hearing Qian Huan's words, Li Fengyu and others' eyes became hot again, but soon, the fire in these people's eyes died down. Obviously, they discovered that Yang Ye's lifespan was not enough.
Soon, Li Fengyu and others began to struggle and hesitate. The man in front of him could become the Sword Emperor and make An Nanjing admit defeat. His strength was undoubtedly beyond doubt. However, his lifespan was only a few years. After joining the sect,
For a long period of time in the future, I am afraid that the sect will have to find something to extend his lifespan for him!
And that thing that prolongs lifespan is what they are all excited about! And the most important thing is that the sword emperor in front of them is cursed by heaven. Even if he can advance in the future, he will not be able to gain lifespan. That is, collecting poplar leaves
, we have to keep looking for the treasure in heaven and earth that can extend his life span!
Even the ninth-grade sect cannot afford this price!
This is also the real reason why Qian Huan and Feng Xiu didn’t harvest the poplar leaves!
However, although they could not save Yang Ye, Yang Ye was now number one on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, and would receive countless good fortunes later on. They did not want to give up this good fortune just like that.
So, soon, a smile appeared on the face of an old man, and he said kindly to Yang Ye: "Sword Emperor? Well, you have become the Sword Emperor at your age, and your future is limitless! But brothers should also understand that in good times
If your talent is not supported by training resources, it will be in vain. I will not beat around the bush, I am the elder of the Red God Sect, the eighth-grade sect in the Central Region. On behalf of the Red God Sect, I sincerely invite brothers to join us. After entering the sect, the brothers will immediately become the true successors.
Disciple, I wonder what my brother wants?"
Hearing this, Yang Ye sneered in his heart. Does the person in front of him think he is a fool? He wants luck, but he doesn't show anything substantial. A true disciple? It's just a false name. Does Yang Ye care about him?
At this time, after a period of tangle and hesitation, Li Fengyu then moved his wrist slightly, and a crystal clear grass appeared in his hand, saying: "Sir, I don't beat around the bush, nor do I play tricks. You should know your life span."
If you join my sect, I will give you this 'life extension grass' in my hand. With this life extension grass, you can live for five more years. In these five years, I will definitely be able to help you in your life.
Find the genius treasure that prolongs lifespan!"
"Life extension grass!" Looking at the crystal clear spiritual grass in Li Fengyu's hand, Wang Yu beside him lost his voice and said: "Li Fengyu, are you crazy? Do you know that your life span is less than ten years?
If you can't break through within ten years, you will perish. With this longevity grass, your hope of breaking through will be greater. You give it to him now. If you can't break through within ten years, have you ever thought about your ending?
?”
"Is it worth it?" an old man next to Li Fengyu said solemnly.
Yang Ye glanced at the old man named Li Fengyu in front of him with some surprise. This old man was much more sincere than the previous one! It's a pity that he has no idea of joining the sect now!
Li Fengyu shook his head bitterly and said: "You two should know the situation of our Qingdao Sect. Although our Qingdao Sect is still an eighth-grade sect, the talents in the sect are withering and we urgently need the injection of fresh blood and the blessing of luck. Otherwise,
The consequences would be disastrous. If the sect falls, how can I, Li Fengyu, be worthy of my ancestors?"
"snort!"
At this time, Na Fengxiu, who had been silent on the side, suddenly snorted coldly, and then said: "Li Fengyu, your sect should have fallen long ago. If it weren't for you and your senior brother, the eighth-grade sect would not even be here."
It’s impossible to gain a foothold in the Central Region! Of course, this has nothing to do with me. What I think is that I, the Qingyuan Sect, want this son named Yang Ye.”
On the side, Yang Ye was startled, did he want it? Did he promise him to join Nalaoshizi Qingyuan Sect?
But Feng Xiu didn't look at Yang Ye, he just glanced at Li Fengyu and others, and then said: "This is the only one our Qingyuan Sect needs. You can choose among the remaining human profound practitioners."
"etc!"
At this moment, Yang Ye suddenly took a step forward and looked at Feng Xiu: "Senior, it seems that this junior has not agreed to join the Qingyuan Sect, right? The senior's sect is a ninth-grade sect, is it possible to forcefully recruit disciples?
"
Hearing this, Li Fengyu and others were startled, and looked at Feng Xiu strangely. It turned out that it was just the old guy's wishful thinking!
Hearing Yang Ye's words, Feng Xiu's face immediately darkened, he squinted his eyes, looked at Yang Ye and said: "Son, does it mean that joining my Qingyuan Sect has humiliated you? Or, do you have any dissatisfaction with my Qingyuan Sect?
?”
Threatening himself? Yang Ye sneered in his heart and became angry. He immediately sneered and said: "The senior is a powerful person in the Emperor Realm, but the junior is just a mysterious person in the Spirit Realm. How dare you be dissatisfied with the senior and the senior sect?
It's just that the matter of entering the sect is of great importance. The juniors can't make the decision, so they have to go back and ask the master for instructions!" At this time, Yang Ye was extremely angry. If he hadn't seen that the other party was a powerful emperor, he would have said it earlier.
The sword slashed through. What the hell? Is he a piece of cargo? He wants it if he wants it?
"Master?" Feng Xiu sneered and said: "No need, if your master knows that you are favored by our Qingyuan Sect, he will definitely agree. You will honestly become my Qingyuan Sect's concubine.
I’m a disciple. By the way, I’d like to advise you, don’t make any mistakes!”
This is already a naked threat!
Yang Ye slowly clenched the dragon bone sword in his hand with his right hand. Deep in his eyes, a killing intent flashed through his eyes. Joining a ninth-grade sect? That sounds good. Do you really think Yang Ye is a fool? Don't you just want to be angry?
Luck? When you get luck, you will have no value and will probably disappear from this world immediately, right?
But what can he, Yang Ye, do? At this time, there are only two ways in front of him. Either the fish will die and the net will be broken, and everyone will not get luck;
, and then let the other party kill him!
No, he can only choose the first path!
At this moment, Yang Ye deeply felt the helplessness of the weak. In front of the strong, the weak really only had the chance to be trampled on. At this moment, there was no so-called reason at all, and there was no so-called right and wrong. There were only strong and weak.
Weak!
Strength, strength, strong strength
Yang Ye took a deep breath and was about to break the net. At this moment, An Biru, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly walked to Yang Ye slowly and patted Yang Ye's shoulder with his right hand. The evil energy surged in Yang Ye's body.
He calmed down immediately, and Yang Ye regained his clarity. He was shocked. The strength of the beautiful woman in front of him was so terrifying?
An Biru smiled slightly at Yang Ye, then turned to look at Feng Xiu and said, "I'm sorry, Yang Ye is a guest of my An family. I'm afraid he can't join your Qingyuan Sect!"
settle down!
Hearing these two words, Feng Xiu's eyelids jumped. Even the Qingyuan Sect was a little afraid of the two Anjia in this ancient city! Of course, it was not fear, just fear! And now he is here alone,
It's not as simple as being afraid. After all, this is the opponent's territory!
However, he still didn't want to weaken his morale, and said coldly: "This must be the famous Mrs. An. This is Mrs. An's territory. It's natural to be whatever Mrs. An is. But, I want to ask, does Mrs. An take it seriously?
Are you going to make an enemy of our Qingyuan Sect for the sake of a dying person?"
"Being an enemy of the Qingyuan Sect?" An Biru shook her head and smiled, and said: "It's enough for you to let Qingwei come. Who do you Fengxiu mean to represent the Qingyuan Sect? I count three breaths, if
If you are still here, then you can stay here forever. I want to see if the Qingyuan Sect will make an enemy of me because of you!"
After hearing An Biru's words, Feng Xiu's face suddenly turned extremely ugly.