Ye Xuanji left in dismay. This time, Qin Jun defeated Ouyang Zhenyun, but also hurt the second martial Uncle Ye Xuanji in disguise. Now he is disgraced.

"It's really you, boy. It seems that the fifth son is really extraordinary. This time, you have to take the lead in the big competition of the four ancient martial sects, otherwise we won't agree. Your father won the first place in those years. Now it's your turn. You can't be worse than him once every twenty years."

Zeng Guang said with a smile that although his apprentice was replaced by his younger martial sister, he was more or less unhappy, but there was nothing to say about his inferior skills. What pleased him most was that the second senior brother's apprentice was also replaced. Now he was finally completely balanced.

Two words, comfortable!

"Third martial uncle, I love you."

Qin Jun smiled.

"This time you two are in the limelight, but it's not so easy to get a good name in this big competition."

Yang Zhi said solemnly.

"Come on, come with me to your Shizu's cave."

"Xuanyuan, Dingshan, Qin Jun, younger martial sister, let's go."

When Yang Zhi finished, he took the lead and walked ahead.

At this time, Qin Juncai saw two senior brothers, Wang Dingshan and Xuanyuan.

Wang Dingshan smiled slightly and looked quite kind.

"Younger martial brother Qin, you can make a face for our master this time. I'm really happy to see the second martial uncle like that."

Wang Dingshan whispered.

"Small things, just good luck."

Qin Jun shrugged.

"Beating Ouyang Zhenyun depends on more than luck."

A man in coarse linen looked up at Qin Jun and said faintly that he was his eldest martial brother, Xuanyuan crazy, and a legend of the three generations of Kunlun disciples.

His eyes are sharp, his eyes hate calm, but Qin Jun has a very cautious feeling. This person is not simple!

Even Qin Jun is not absolutely sure that he will be able to defeat him. This man will become his strong enemy.

Qin Jun nodded. Xuanyuan was crazy. When he finished, he shut up and followed behind master Yang Zhi.

"The eldest martial brother is like this. In his eyes, nothing is more important than cultivation. He is a real martial arts maniac. He is not interested in anything, but his obsession with Kung Fu can't be compared with it."

Wang Dingshan patted Qin Jun on the shoulder.

"Yes, this guy is very strange. Anyway, I've never seen him laugh since I was a child for so many years."

Ling Yiran said.

"I don't know when I see you. Call little martial uncle, hum."

Ling Yiran is quite dissatisfied, but it is undeniable that Xuanyuan's crazy reputation makes her ears cocoon.

"In short, just don't annoy him. The big ratio among the four ancient martial sects ten years ago is that he ranked second. In the past ten years, he has closed the door almost every year. He is also angry about the second place in that year. This time, I don't know if he can win the first."

Wang Dingshan has a serious face. For a martial arts addict, cultivation is more important than anything, and it can be seen that Xuanyuan's crazy obsession is also very deep.

"It seems that the big competition among the four ancient martial sects must be surging."

Qin Jun looked serious. This war was equally important to him. Maybe he had to go all out.

Even people like Xuanyuan crazy didn't get the first place. This time, the big ratio is expected to be more bloody. Watch groups of demons dancing.

Four ancient martial sects cut at the top of the Chinese pyramid. The battle at this level is bound to be earth shaking.

"I don't know if monk Yuanren will attend. He is the old enemy of the eldest martial brother in his life."

WANGDING mountain road.

"Certainly. As far as I know, monk Yuanren is less than 40 years old. All disciples before the age of 40 can participate, and so can Xuanyuan madness."

Ling Yiran said in a deep voice.