C325 You, are a talent!

You, are a talent!

The successor of the Emperor of Ming, with just his identity, was able to dominate the entire Mintang City. With this kind of Millennium Ancient City, it's hard to say how deep his background is.

This kind of inheritance, was not just the inheritance of the Ming Emperor Sacred Blood, it was also the inheritance of a few cultivation techniques, the real inheritance was the Mintang City.

Of course, Xu Ling didn't know what Ye Wuchen would think if she rejected the suggestion to become the Mintang City's City Lord.

had inherited one of the Haotian Small World's legacies, and was the most dazzling continent's Emperor Ming. He was also the only Emperor Ming who had walked out of the Haotian Small World, to venture into the Heavenly Awakening Continent.

At this moment, Xu Ling was actually a little envious, but she was not jealous. This little matter was not worthy of her jealousy, nor was she jealous of other people's girls.

Xu Ling did not speak, and did not look at her.

"Lord Ye, I hope you can check the Three Heaven's Pride!" After saying that, the white robed elder turned and looked at Ye Wuchen with a pleading look, lowering his position. He was the Patriarch of the Bai Clan, but to be able to do this, it was because he had taken a liking to the identity of the inheritor.

Ye Wuchen was startled, and then immediately asked with a face full of doubt: "I'll test the three of them? What test? "

"It's very simple. You will fight against three people in ten moves. Within ten moves, who will be the weakest? Who will be eliminated!" The old man said with a smile. He had already planned all the possible scenarios in place, and naturally thought of the possibility of Ye Wuchen not levelling up.

But in his heart, he did not die the entire time because he wanted to see the showdown between Xu Ling and Ye Wuchen. This was something he had no motive for, he merely wanted to experience the sensation of the battle between the two strongest heaven's pride level experts in the outside world, in order to motivate the disciples of the Bai Family.

Once the old man's rules were revealed, many people nodded in agreement. The competition, which had seemed meaningless to them, was once again filled with vitality.

Although Ye Wuchen only exchanged ten blows with the three of them in a short period of time, he could tell that there were too many problems. Furthermore, his battle with Xu Ling also attracted special attention.

"I agree with this rule, very good!"

"Yes, Lord Ye. Just agree!"

"Ye Wuchen, are you willing to lose? "If you don't want to, go beat them."

"That's right, Ye Wuchen, you are still a Duo King after all, don't be so disheartened and get eliminated."

There was only the black mass of the crowd. It was obvious that these people who shouted the most were hiding in the crowd, afraid that they would be discovered. On the contrary, the warrior at the front didn't say anything.

Because if they were to speak, it would be very easy for Ye Wuchen to discover them.

Ye Wuchen glanced at the deeper parts of the crowd, and then turned his head and nodded, since the old man had his request, he could not reject him.

"Alright, but ten moves. After ten moves, no matter what, stop!" Ye Wuchen bellowed, and emphasized on the rules once more.

Hearing that, the old man was full of smiles. He nodded and said, "Of course. How could I dare to disobey you, Lord Ye?"

After saying that, the old man waved his hand and looked at Three Heaven's Pride. It was clear that any of them could fight against Ye Wuchen first, as long as they could differentiate between the good and bad.

"Di Wentian has already fought with me, if I lose to him, he shouldn't need to fight with me anymore!" Ye Wuchen said in a deep voice, he looked at Xu Ling and asked her what she meant.

Leng Tianyu nodded, he did not have any objections, but in the second round, he would be wasting time.

Xu Ling floated in midair barefooted like a sacred fairy, reading something, sprinkling down holy light.

"I have no objections." Xu Ling smiled faintly, he did not care about this trivial matter at all.

Ye Wuchen nodded, and then glanced at Leng Tianyu, his intent was clear, Leng Tianyu could take action now.

"Look at this!" Leng Tianyu immediately took action, with a loud bellow, his fist exploded outwards like a fierce tiger charging forward, charging in a straight line. The sound of ripping through the air was similar to the roar of a fierce tiger.

ran forward like a tiger, causing Ye Wuchen's expression to turn gloomy. This battle practically determined whether Leng Tianyu could advance or not, because Di Wentian had directly levelled up, Xu Ling's strength was unquestionable, so if Leng Tianyu wanted to advance, then unless he performed better, he would have to push Xu Ling out of the way.

The battle started instantly. Ye Wuchen also threw out a punch, his aura increasing by several times in an instant. His black robe fluttered with the wind, as though he was a war god.

Leng Tianyu wore a blue robe the same color as the sky and looked like the beloved of heaven.

The two figures clashed, and the sounds of battle were incessant. Their terrifying auras swept out in all directions, forcing countless people back. These martial artists were constantly retreating, and were very depressed.

Ye Wuchen struck out with his palm, a blood colored brilliance dyed a patch of sky red.

Leng Tianyu transformed into a sword, his entire body was covered in a blue glow, with extremely sharp edges, he rushed towards Ye Wuchen with a kick, his legs were like the tip of a sword.

The atmosphere turned silent, everyone held their breath as they looked at the scene in front of them, they felt that it was too shocking, they never expected Leng Tianyu's strength to be so strong, he did not seem to be weaker than Di Wentian at all.

"Tsk tsk, did Ye Wuchen lose again? "That would be interesting." Someone began to mock, and it was Chen Gang.

Chen Gang did not enter the top six, but that did not stop him from teasing Ye Wuchen, who had already entered the top six.

He himself felt that it was a little awkward and couldn't help but to rub his nose. His expression became much darker as he glared at Ye Wuchen with a hint of coldness.

Ye Wuchen and Leng Tianyu had already fought for eight moves, and between eight moves, Leng Tianyu was not at a disadvantage at all, still as tyrannical as before.

The ninth move!

Soaring Dragon Soars the Sea! Ye Wuchen thought in his heart and pushed out his palms. The blue wave turned into a huge dragon and charged straight forward, under the billowing waves of energy, it was as if a flying dragon had rushed out of the ocean.

"What a good move of Soaring Dragon Soars the Sea! Look at my Stormy Waves!"

The most intense battle was nothing more than a battle at its peak. At this moment, Leng Tianyu struck out with his palm, and similarly, waves of frightful water that were hundreds of kilometers above the ground were smashed straight for Ye Wuchen.

A soaring dragon soared above the waves and rushed towards Leng Tianyu. Leng Tianyu's entire body was filled with stormy waves, appearing above the ocean.

Hai Lang was beating Teng Long, but Teng Long remained indifferent, continued charging straight at Leng Tianyu.

In the sea, the dragon was the eldest. Even if there were stormy seas, what could they do?

Leng Tianyu pursed his lips and laughed. Did he really think that his Stormy Waves had this little bit of power?

The Soaring Dragon had already rushed forward, opening its mouth wide to swallow him, but at this moment, the stormy waves suddenly changed. The waves that were originally only made from sea water now rushed out of the water column, and the Soaring Dragon crashed against it, unable to advance any further.

Leng Tianyu rushed forward, his imposing figure seeming to become even more imposing. He took a step forward, and with a palm strike, he directly smashed it into the Soaring Dragon's forehead.

Roar! Roar! The dragon's roar sounded, but it carried a trace of fear.

Tssss! * The Soaring Dragon instantly transformed into a blue light and completely dissipated into nothingness.

This move of Soaring Dragon Soars the Sea was stopped by Leng Tianyu.

"Ye Wuchen, take one of mine!"

"Divine Dragon Slash!"

The blade flashed, and was immediately pulled out from the void by Leng Tianyu, wielding the blade, he took a step forward and directly slashed the void apart, instantly forming two large dimensions.

Ye Wuchen seemed to be isolated from the entire space, and only the Divine Dragon Slash remained.

God Long Xiaotian, the blade light flashed, the cold and sharp Qi cut straight towards him, just a thin sharp aura, but it was very sharp.

On top of the blade, a blue divine dragon was soaring between heaven and earth, proudly staring at Ye Wuchen, the current Ye Wuchen was like a prey, not worth the divine dragon's attention.

Ye Wuchen looked at the scene in front of him without fear. Clenching his left hand into a fist, the Purple Dragon Sword behind him silently appeared in his hand. Clenching her Black Soul Purple Dragon Sword tightly, Ye Wuchen's toes tapped the ground and flew 3000 meters into the sky.

"Returning Sword Art!"

At this moment, at this moment, Ye Wuchen was using the latest comprehended sword art, Returning Sword Art!

When the four words came out, all the Bai Family Rankers' bodies trembled, especially Bai Family Head, who was crying profusely. All these years, the sword technique passed down by the Old Ancestor had once again appeared on Ye Wuchen's body.

At that moment, Ye Wuchen was the Ming Emperor.

One sword. One person. One world!

There were no beautiful blade and sword images, and no beautiful sword light enveloped them. Ye Wuchen had already grasped more or less of the true meaning of the Returning Sword Arts, so when he used it now, the Bai Family members were incomparably amiable.

Inside the back hall of Mintang City's main house, Emperor Ming suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the distant square in the sky.

This was the power of the Returning Sword technique he had created!

"Little guy, you're really not bad!" Emperor Ming gave a hearty laugh, his eyes were full of pleasant surprise, and then his figure disappeared without a trace.

And in the air above the plaza, the Returning Sword s that Ye Wuchen had activated were nowhere to be found, there were only constantly spinning sword flowers!

Following that, the divine dragon head was directly chopped in half. It roared as it split apart the heavens, a sword strike that shook the heavens!

"You, have lost!"

Ye Wuchen waved his sword, causing the blade in Leng Tianyu's hand to fly out, and then aimed straight for Leng Tianyu's nose, the sword tip being less than a centimeter away from Leng Tianyu's nose, releasing a powerful killing intent, which struck people!

At this moment, it was natural for Leng Tianyu to lose.

The Returning Sword Arts had been used to the extreme by Ye Wuchen;

"Right, I've lost!" Leng Tianyu laughed bitterly, his entire body trembled with unwillingness, but he still admitted defeat.

In the tenth move, Leng Tianyu was unable to dodge and was defeated by Ye Wuchen.

The atmosphere turned silent, everyone looked at Ye Wuchen, all the contempt and blasphemy they had towards him previously, did not dare to have such thoughts.

Ye Wuchen was still Ye Wuchen, there might be another reason for failure, but with Ye Wuchen's strength, who dared to say anything?

Bai Family Head's face was filled with excitement, after wiping away the tears in his eyes, he slowly stepped forward to look at Ye Wuchen, constantly shaking his head, as though he did not believe that the Returning to the Origin Sword Technique was actually executed by Ye Wuchen.

"Lord Ye, other than me, no one else in the Bai Clan can use this sword art!"

Bai Family Head's trembling voice made Ye Wuchen's expression change a little as he felt this was inconceivable.

"As for you, you've unleashed it to the limit. Even I am unable to unleash it better than you."

"You are a genius!"

Bai Family Head said with determination, his face was filled with admiration.

He was also only 60 years old. Besides admiring Ancestor Ming Di, he had never admired anyone else. Today, this 20 year old youth in front of him was the only one he admired!