The palm of his hand did not fall, and neither the disease, the soul-destroying man, nor the distant stream of light appeared.
Only a three-foot-long crutch was touching his palm, and an old man in linen clothes stood between the two of them at some point. His rickety body seemed to collapse if it was blown by the wind.
"Senior Wan...Senior Wanjian!"
The Shanhe Pavilion elder quickly stopped his hand, hurriedly took three steps back, and gave a junior salute to the old man in sackcloth in front of him: "Junior is rude, please forgive me, senior Wan Jian!"
"I don't forgive you."
Wan Jianxingjun's tone was the same as in the secret realm. He looked around and pointed at his chest: "You guys came here just to see if I am still alive!
Come! Look!
Do you want to start a fight with me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the crutch hit the ground!
The entire lonely peak of Tianjian Sect trembled, and no one dared to say a word.
There was only Tang Yunmiao. She walked slowly to the Immortal Platform and tugged on the sleeves of Lord Wanjianxing's linen clothes: "Master, you scared them. How can we compete then?"
"snort!"
Lord Wan Jianxing raised his hand and rubbed her head: "My dear disciple, are you scared? Why don't I kill this old dog for you to entertain you?"
‘When you open your mouth, you are killing a sixth-grade master, and you are just adding to the fun.
I guess this is the true temperament of Lord Wanjian Xing. When he was in the Xianqiong Pavilion earlier, was he deliberately pretending to show it to the Demon Emperor?'
Ye Linyuan had a suspicion in his heart, but he could only stand aside and watch him perform. He glanced at the Shanhe Pavilion elder not far away with some pity. He must have had a lot of psychological shadow.
"No need, Master."
Tang Yunmiao said sweetly and pulled Wan Jianxingjun's sleeve down: "Their competition is not over yet. Whether or not the dog will be killed depends on whether the dog can bite people."
"Hahaha, my dear disciple is right!"
Lord Wan Jianxing smiled and walked down the Immortal Platform with Tang Yunmiao, but the elder who was called Old Dog by the master and apprentice did not dare to get angry or speak.
He could only glance at Chen Yuance silently and walked down the Immortal Platform.
As for whether to save him or not, Elder Dog did not say anything.
The elder of Nongyu Sect was still on the Immortal Platform. When she saw Elder Gou walking down the stage, she simply looked at the referee elder on the stage and said, "What? Can we save him or not? Just tell me the truth."
"this……"
The elder looked at Lord Wanjian Xing who was not far away from the stage. Before he could speak, the voice of Elder Yue from Xianqiong Pavilion came.
"Save, Xianqiong Pavilion will pay all the expenses."
"Okay! I like to be cheerful. You can pick up the bill tomorrow!" The young woman agreed immediately.
"Huh...that's good, that's good."
The elder referee sent Chen Yuance to the spectator seats of Nongyu Sect, then came to the center of Lunxiantai and announced the winner: "The winner of the ninth round, Xianqiong Pavilion Ye Linyuan!"
Only sparse applause could be heard in the audience from the direction of Xianqiong Pavilion and Wentian Pavilion. Ye Linyuan didn't mind this and walked off the stage and returned to the viewing seats of Xianqiong Pavilion.
But he found that the eyes of these people looked at him, as if they were looking at monsters.
Zi'e was the most familiar with Ye Linyuan among this group of people. He simply stuck to Ye Linyuan's side and said, "Hey, what happened to that palm you just hit? Why can't I see what kind of martial arts it is?"
"You might not believe it if you tell me..."
Ye Linyuan deliberately prolonged his tone, attracting many people to listen. Even the referees on the stage were not in a hurry to announce the contestants for the tenth round.
"I just climbed the Ling Tian Mu not long ago."
Ye Linyuan told the truth, but everyone booed. Even the referees on the stage were speechless and announced the contestants of the tenth round.
"In the tenth round, Wentian Pavilion Luo Yunxin faced off against Jade Sect Ji Shanqing, both sides came to power!"
Zi'e was not in the mood to watch the competition, but looked at Ye Linyuan speechlessly: "Do you want to tell me that you went out to play for six or seven days and became a star king directly?"
"How can that be possible? But it's almost the same. I won't talk to you for now. We'll talk about it later."
When Ye Linyuan saw Tang Yunmiao waving to him, he just responded casually and ran towards the viewing seats of Tianjian Sect.
"Hey, stop here... stop."
Yue Wu wanted to call this kid to stop, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he had already disappeared, so he could only shake his head and sigh.
This temperament is exactly the same as that of his aunt, and he can't control it at all.
Ye Linyuan came to the spectator seats of Tianjian Sect, and the eyes of those who wanted to kill immediately focused on him!
But he never cared about this and walked straight to Tang Yunmiao: "Yunmiao, what do you want from me?"
The words "Yun Miao" naturally didn't matter to Tang Yunmiao's ears, but if they fell to the ears of these Tianjian Sect disciples next to them, it was a big deal.
The brothers looked at each other and decided on the plan almost at the same time. As long as Ye Linyuan dared to play, he would be the next one to be carried off!
"Would you like to see the Tianjian Sect's sword pool? These 120 people will have to play sixty games in the preliminary round, and the second round will have to wait until tomorrow."
"OK."
Although Ye Linyuan agreed, he didn't understand what the sword pool was at all: "What is the sword pool? Is it related to the Sword Soul Secret Realm?"
"It doesn't matter much, it just looks good." Tang Yunmiao replied, already walking towards the Tianjian Sect's viewing seats, not caring about the murderous looks of the people around him.
Ye Linyuan followed, and smiled half-heartedly and half-challengingly: "Good-looking? I think it must not be as good-looking as you. It would be nice if you could let me see more of you."
Tang Yunmiao's pretty face turned red, and she didn't answer his words. She just kept walking in front, as if she didn't hear him.
But how can those hot-blooded young men from Tianjian Sect endure this?
A true disciple of the Tianjian Sect simply jumped off the spectator seat, landed firmly in front of Ye Linyuan, swung the sword in his hand, and thrust it straight in front of him!
"Ye Linyuan! If you are brave enough, take the sword for me and let's have a good fight!"
Ye Linyuan glanced at the sword stuck in front of him. Although he didn't quite understand what this habit was, he also knew that it was a provocation.
But he did not draw the sword, but looked at the young man in front of him with a smile: "Senior brother, if I take your sword, will the disciples of Tianjian Sect not challenge me in the future?"
The man snorted coldly: "Huh! Of course I can't stop whatever the brothers and sisters do."
"Then it's not up to you to decide whether I accept it or not."
Ye Linyuan had always been shameless, so he walked around the sword in front of him and walked to Tang Yunmiao: "Let's go see the sword pool!"
"Um."
"You two wait for me for a while!"
Before the two of them left, the old man in sackcloth who was sitting in the front seat spoke.
He stared at Ye Linyuan in the audience and narrowed his eyes: "Boy, not everyone can go to the Tianjian Sect's sword pond."
Ye Linyuan was not afraid either. He raised his head and looked at him: "Then please give me some advice, senior."