Chapter 1260

what?

Ye Yu accepted Nalan's invitation to fight?

Around, countless disciples and elders watching the war looked frightened.

They thought that after Nalan came to power without Tao, Ye Yu would find a reason and step down to admit defeat.

But unexpectedly, Ye Yu looked fearless. He just spit out three words "let's go".

What a momentum!

What a spirit!

You know, Nalan Wudao is not a weak inner courtyard disciple like Chu Feng. He is the top three in the inner courtyard disciple list, second only to the first mysterious existence, and the second Murong zhantian.

"Nalan has no way. It is said that he stepped into the holy land of spirit a few years ago. Ye Yu was a spiritual master a few months ago."

"Ye Yu accepted Nalan's unjust challenge. Is he trying to be strong, or does he really have the strength of a saint?"

"I think it's the latter. Ye Yu must have had a great opportunity. He shouldn't die. Maybe he has the strength to fight against Nalan."

Around, countless people talked.

Many people look strange. Ye Yu, a new disciple who has just entered the college for more than a month, now wants to compete with Nalan Wudao, the third strongest in the inner courtyard.

This is simply a fantasy.

"Old man Shen, is Ye Yu your disciple of Qinglong inner courtyard?" a gray haired old man asked slowly among the leaders of Qingping college in the distance.

"Yes, Ye Yu is the most powerful genius in the history of Qinglong inner court. No, genius is not enough to describe him. It should be called a demon." Shen Gutian, as the vice president of Qinglong inner court, naturally blushed at this time.

He did not expect that Ye Yu had grown to this point now.

"Hum, genius is indeed a genius, but he is too arrogant."

An inharmonious voice sounded. It was Chu Wudao, the elder of the Chu family. His old eyes showed a gloomy sneer and said fiercely: "Ye Yu dares to accept Nalan's challenge. He will definitely die miserably."

"It's too early to say anything. When the war is over, it's clear who will win." an old man with white beard stepped out of the void and said faintly.

"President!"

"President!"

Almost at the moment when the old man with white beard appeared, on the viewing platform, all the leaders of Qingping College changed their looks and saluted one after another.

Even Shen Gutian and Chu Wudao are no exception.

In front of the white bearded old man, they are all extremely respectful.

Because the old man with white beard is the president of the whole Qingping college and the leader of the four inner courtyards. He is in charge of the whole Qingping college and has supreme authority.

In the eyes of many big men, there is a sense of surprise and uncertainty.

Is it true that even the president was disturbed by the infernal war between Ye Yu and Nalan?

However, no one asked.

The president's accomplishments are profound and unpredictable, and his ideas are beyond ordinary people's guess.

Therefore, the next big men no longer argued about anything. They stayed quietly beside the old man with white beard and quietly watched the war on the life and death stage below.

"I can feel a dangerous Qi mechanism from your body, but you abandoned my brother. Today, on this stage of life and death, I will completely abolish you." Nalan made a noise without a way, and his tone was cold and overbearing.

"Can you only talk nonsense?" similarly, Ye Yu made a faint voice, with an undisguised sneer at the corners of his mouth.

"Presumptuous, die!"

Nalan's Taoist eyebrows showed a slight, undetectable look. He roared and burst into immortal light.

"Buzz!"

He blew his fist at Ye Yu. It was like a volcanic eruption, and the terrible energy in the void swept out. Suddenly, a terrible storm formed, and the whole stage of life and death was shaking violently.

This fist, like the roar of an angry dragon, went straight into the sky. It was powerful and powerful.

"Bang!"

But ye Yu didn't avoid it. He punched out directly. The purgatory body of the demon prison was launched, and a powerful force broke out in his body.

"Click!"

A sound of broken bones suddenly sounded.

"Ah!"

Almost at the next moment, Nalan uttered a terrible howl.

"What? Ye Yu got the upper hand in this punch?"

"It's terrible. It's said that Nalan Wudao is a body refiner. Unexpectedly, he can't defeat Ye Yu when fighting for flesh?"

"Powerful, incredibly powerful!"

Countless disciples screamed around.

They looked frightened and looked at Ye Yu standing tall and straight like a long gun in the center. Their eyes were full of shock.

They didn't expect that Ye Yu's fist broke Nalan's unruly arm.

"Boy, what skill are you practicing? How can your body be so powerful?"

Nalan had no way to look, with an unbelievable look, and immediately shouted.

"You are not qualified to know." Ye Yu said coldly.

"Damn, I'll kill you!"

Nalan roared without a way. His whole body began to expand and became a dragon man, covered with scales and shining cold.

"Dragon blood warrior!"

"Nalan Wudao has such terrible blood in his body."

"Ye Yu is in danger."

Many disciples looked surprised one after another.

But at this time, facing Nalan Wudao, who became a dragon blood warrior, Ye Yu just smiled coldly and was not afraid at all.

"Defeat you with one punch!"

Boom!

Six samsara boxing!

Ye Yu punched out and immediately smashed Nalan Wudao's arm.

"Ah!"

Nalan gave a pathetic howl, and his whole body immediately flew out.

Ye Yu, Sheng!

At this moment, countless disciples fell into stupidity.

How strong is this new disciple?

How could he grow so fast?

At this moment, many disciples looked in awe at Ye Yu standing on the stage of life and death.

"I... Lost..." not far away, Nalan looked frightened and couldn't help whispering.

Next, ye yuduan sat on the throne of the third disciple in the inner courtyard.

No one dared to challenge him.

One punch defeated Nalan Wudao. Some people speculated that Ye Yu could rival the first and second disciples.

The holy beast contest went on quickly, and thousands of inner courtyard disciples finished the contest in almost a day.

Ye Yu didn't challenge anything. He sat on the throne of the third, and the people around him looked in awe.

It's night. Ye Yu is preparing to go back to his residence.

But at this time, a charming figure blocked his way.

"Shen Xiaodie?" Ye Yu looked a little surprised.

The pretty figure blocking his way is a young girl. It is Shen Xiaodie, the granddaughter of Shen Gutian, vice president of Qinglong inner court, who took him into Qinglong inner court that day.

What's she doing here?

Ye Yu looked puzzled.