Refining pills! Royal beasts! The good-for-nothing young lady is actually the peerless emperor’s dau

Chapter 673

Ye Yihan nodded: "Okay."

Emperor Donglong is a younger generation. Except for his brothers and cousins, everyone else regards him as a peerless genius and dare not reach high places. However, Jun sees the opportunity and is cheerful and free-spirited, which is quite to his liking.

"Okay, Brother Ye, I'll treat you to a drink another day." Jun saw the opportunity and flew out.

In the Duke's Mansion, Ye Qunshan stroked his beard and said, "That boy is quite interesting. Those powerful people are not all blind."

Donglong Canghuang said: "That boy looks heartless, but he is actually very clever. He may really want to compete with Xiaohan, but he also takes the opportunity of the competition to apologize for their uninvited visit. It seems that , they are here purely for inheritance and will not act recklessly."

Regarding inheritance, Donglong Canghuang knew that after the Gu family spread the news, they would not be able to stop the arrival of powerful people from the entire Lingwu Continent.

It can't stop them from fighting for inheritance.

All he expected from those people was not to harm the people of Donglong and not to act wantonly.

"This Mr. Ye is really good. He can't even beat you to the third place on the Xihai Imperial Palace's gold list. I want to try to find out whether the Xihai Imperial Palace is just a name for itself, or whether you are really that powerful!"

Before, Ye Yihan and Jun had a chance fight, and the fight was hearty. This was the first time that he used what he had learned to its full potential.

At this time, his fighting spirit was strong, and he was not afraid of being provoked.

"Okay." Ye Yihan replied.

On the other side of the southern border, a blue-robed young master with a folding fan flew out immediately: "I am the third in the southern border martial arts rankings, Fang Nanquan. Please give me some advice, Master Ye."

"Come and fight." Ye Yihan was not afraid of fighting.

On the other side of the southern border, everyone was very interested: "Master Nanquan hasn't made a move for three years. This time, he will definitely crush that Ye or something."

"Haha, if Mr. Nanquan can beat that Ye or something, wouldn't it mean that the masters on the Xihai Imperial Palace's gold list are all a joke?"

"That golden list is definitely not as good as our southern military list."

At the Xihai Imperial Palace, a young warrior said with regret: "It's a pity that I was beaten to the throne. I also want to try that Mr. Ye who can resonate with the Martial Ancestor's heritage."

Seeing the opportunity, Jun touched his chin and said: "He is very powerful, but the sword lacks some killing intent. Come to think of it, he has not killed many people. If he grew up in our Xihai, I am afraid that even my sister will not be his opponent."

"So powerful?" someone next to him exclaimed.

Jun Jianji's sister, Jun Jianshu, is the number one master on the gold list of their Xihai Imperial Palace.

"Just look at it and you will know. That difficult young master from the southern border looks weak and there is no way he can defeat Brother Ye." Seeing the opportunity, Jun changed his title without knowing when.

really.

In just ten moves, Fang Nanquan from the southern border lost to Ye Yihan.

There was an uproar on the southern side, and everyone's expressions were extremely ugly. Obviously, this result was beyond their expectation.

Jun saw the opportunity and laughed in the direction of the southern border: "The military list in the southern border is really unexpected."

He had heard before that the people over there in the Southern Territory said that their Golden Ranking was not as good as the Southern Border's Martial Ranking. Well, even this group of soft-footed shrimps in the Southern Border had the nerve to say that.

Next, people kept challenging Ye Yihan.

There were people from the Xihai Imperial Palace, people from major forces in the south, and some young casual cultivators who came from various regions.

Some of those people really want to fight Ye Yihan, some are full of malice and want to defeat Ye Yihan and embarrass Ye Yihan, and some want to see who the person who resonates with the Wu clan is.

Ye Yihan fought eight games in a row.

His white robe was soaked with sweat, and the spiritual energy in his body was almost exhausted, but he couldn't retreat, and he didn't want to retreat. This was really because he was the only Martial Emperor of Donglong's younger generation, and he couldn't retreat either.Except for Jun's opportunity in the first game, he won the next few games.

This made many powerful people inside and outside Donglong stand in awe, and they did not dare to look down on this young man. They all couldn't help but sigh, he is indeed someone who can resonate with the Martial Ancestor's inheritance, he is indeed extraordinary.

In the Duke's Mansion, Ye Qunshan felt very distressed, but he also knew that if Ye Yihan retreated, Donglong would not be able to send another person capable of fighting.

Donglong doesn't have to fight, but he will definitely be laughed at.

"He is alone, guarding the dignity of our entire Donglong." Donglong Canghuang closed his eyes: "Let him come back. We don't want this dignity."

Compared to those big forces, Donglong was insignificant, so even if he was ridiculed a few words, it wouldn't hurt.

Simultaneously.

Someone from the southern border smiled coldly and directly named No. [-] on the martial arts list: "I think he is at the end of his strength. Go ahead and defeat him. Just say that Fang Nanquan was in poor condition before."

Jia Zhengfei, who was fifth on the martial arts list, nodded, flew out, and landed in front of Ye Yihan.

"In the southern border, Jia Zhengfei of the Golden Holy Palace is ranked fifth on the martial arts list. I would like to ask Mr. Ye for advice."

Ye Yihan's hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead. He raised his eyes and still looked at the man with sharp eyes, and was about to respond...

"Wait a minute!"

A voice came from the attic.

Brush brush.

People from the Duke Protector's Mansion, as well as people from the southern border and Xihai outside the imperial capital, as well as casual cultivators from various regions, all looked in the direction of the attic.

They just discovered that there was someone in the attic, but they didn't know who the other person was.

At this time, under the gaze of countless eyes.

A figure flew down the central street in the imperial capital.

The man was wearing a gorgeous colorful robe. He had a handsome appearance and was very handsome. He held a fan in his hand and said with a smile on his face: "How can such a lively event be without me?"

Outside the gate of the Imperial Capital, there were also people from the Hundred Beast Dynasty mixed in the crowd. Seeing Shen Canglang suddenly appeared, the eyes of the Hundred Beast Dynasty people shone with excitement: "Little Emperor Uncle, that is our Little Emperor Uncle!"

And Jun Bujian, who was lying on the fish-shaped flying boat in the West Sea Imperial Palace, looked at Shen Canglang's robe in dumbfounded confusion: "My sister said that I am ostentatious enough all day long, but this person is even more ostentatious than me?"

Shen Canglang fell in front of Ye Yihan and Jia Zhengfei. He was very satisfied with his gorgeous appearance. He nodded to himself first, and then looked at Jia Zhengfei with a smile: "What are you lying about? Don't you think you are shameless? So... Are you embarrassed to be in your prime state and challenge an exhausted person who has fought several games in a row?"

It's a pity that they arrived late. When they arrived, Ye Yihan was already playing the eighth game. Otherwise, Ye Yihan could have been replaced earlier.

And now, it's the ninth game.

"Who are you?" Jia Zhengfei looked at Shen Canglang with some irritation: "I didn't tell him to fight immediately. Didn't he accept the challenge yet?"

Shen Canglang smiled but said: "Master, I am just a passerby who doesn't like me. If you really want to ask me my name, it's okay to tell you. I am Shen Canglang, one of the seven sons of the Eastern Territory Holy Court."

Jia Zhengfei said: "If you want to challenge him, just wait in line at the back. Now stay away and mind other people's business."

"I'm just minding my own business. If you don't agree with me, hit me." Shen Canglang raised his finger at him and said, "Here, hit me."

"...You're crazy." Jia Zhengfei glared at Shen Canglang.

Shen Canglang smiled at Ye Yihan and said: "Young Master Ye, you see that you have already shown a lot of heroic deeds. Why don't you let Shen do the same? Just leave this fake young master to me, okay?"

(End of this chapter)