Lord of all gods

"Junior Brother Ye, you really stole the limelight today! From now on, no one in the seven major sects will know your name!" Jiang Yuan praised.

Ye Liuyun sighed and said: "A tree that is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it. I am also forced to do nothing, you think I want to! This is not a good thing!"

After Tang Shengzi drank a few cups, he was already familiar with Ye Liuyun and the others. Ye Liuyun and the others knew his real name was Tang Hao.

"That's right, you'll have plenty of troubles in the future! That Jin Wuya alone won't let you go!" Tang Hao reminded him.

"Haha, I said that on purpose to stimulate him to go to his family for help." Ye Liuyun laughed.

"I just said it! I know you must have some plans!" Tang Hao laughed.

For Tang Hao, anyone who cannot sit and drink with him should not be handed over. And Ye Liuyun and his group were able to sit on the ground and drink with him, so he also changed his previous indifferent attitude.

Ye Liuyun also found that if this Tang Hao opened up his chatterbox, he would still be able to chat.

After eating and drinking enough, several people went back to practice. After all, there is a competition tomorrow, and they dare not be careless.

Ye Liuyun took out the holy elixir and studied it. He checked carefully with his golden eyes and spiritual sense, and confirmed that the medicine pill was fine.

This is a Gathering Yuan Pill, which is suitable for martial arts practitioners in the Huahai Realm. There is enough energy in it, although it is not as good as the Yuandu Dan he made himself, but fortunately this is a holy medicine, if he takes it and absorbs some spirit stones, there will be no problem breaking through.

If he entered the Xuankong Stone now and broke through when he came out tomorrow morning, it would be incredible. Moreover, breaking through this level now will not be of great help to his result in the competition.

"Let's break through after the competition is over!" Thinking of this, Ye Liuyun put away the pill again. He couldn't use the other spirit stones, holy artifacts, and blood spar for the time being, so he gave them to Wu Qingcheng to deal with.

He just took out the Yuandan of Hell Serpent that night, entered it into the Xuankong Stone to absorb and refine it, and tried to accumulate some for the breakthrough.

After these days of continuous fighting and tempering, his realm has been raised to the peak of Huahai eighth layer. Now that he accumulates more, he will save more effort when breaking through.

Early the next morning, everyone came to the Martial Arts Field of the Excalibur Palace again. Jin Wuya had already slipped away last night, and he didn't show up again today.

Mo Ya from the Ancient Demon Sect also came to the Martial Arts Arena, and he himself will represent the Ancient Demon Sect to participate in the finals.

Today's final is a wheel battle, everyone has to fight again, and the top three will be determined according to the number of wins and losses.

At the beginning of the final, Mo Ya easily defeated a disciple of Lingyang Academy. As for Hao Chengfeng, it was the first scene where he met Tong Wei, the student of Qingfeng Academy who knew pupil art.

Ye Liuyun lent Hao Chengfeng the holy weapon of soul defense. At the same time, open the golden pupil to watch their battles.

When Tong Wei saw that Hao Chengfeng was carrying the sacred artifact of soul defense, he just smiled and didn't care.

As soon as Hao Chengfeng took the stage, before he could make a move, he launched a pupil attack. After three breaths, Hao Chengfeng collapsed on the ground covered in sweat and lost the game directly.

Tong Wei glanced in Ye Liuyun's direction contemptuously, then walked off the ring.

Fortunately, Hao Chengfeng was only injured in his mind and soul, and there is no serious problem. He will recover after a few days of rest, but he has no chance to participate in the next battle! "
Ye Liuyun saw it clearly, it was definitely a pupil technique like illusion.

"The holy artifact doesn't work?" Ye Liuyun asked with concern.

"It works. Otherwise, I might get more serious injuries, and I wouldn't be able to last for so long!" Hao Chengfeng replied weakly, and returned the holy artifact to Ye Liuyun.

Then it was the turn of Meng Wuji and Lin Fei'er to enter the stage, and they both punched or slashed to end the fight.

Ye Liuyun and Tang Hao also won the battle. It's just that Ye Liuyun passed the test with one blow, while Tang Hao went through a hard fight.

In fact, up to now, everyone has some understanding of each other's strength. The four strongest are Ye Liuyun, Meng Wuji, Lin Fei'er and Tong Wei. Tang Hao and Mo Ya are the second echelon. Apart from the few people in front, they have almost no opponents.

What everyone didn't expect was that Ye Liuyun met the strongest Meng Wuji in the second round. Moreover, Meng Wuji also brought a sacred weapon to defend against the attacks of the soul.

The disciples watching the battle from the Excalibur Palace all around were also very interested. The upset dark horse fights against the strongest. The battle is bound to be fierce.

Meng Wuji stepped onto the ring, looked at Ye Liuyun, and said disdainfully.

"You are indeed very strong, and you are also very popular. Unfortunately, it will be short-lived. In my eyes, you are just a clown. You will soon see what real strength is. One, it is destined to belong to our Qingfeng Academy!"

This competition of seven sects was supposed to be the glorious moment of Meng Wuji, but unexpectedly Ye Liuyun stole the limelight. Of course he wanted to take this opportunity to trample Ye Liuyun under his feet to prove that he was the most dazzling genius in the Seven Sects.

Moreover, he is five levels higher than Ye Liuyun, no matter how powerful Ye Liuyun is, he cannot be his opponent.

Ye Liuyun looked at Meng Wuji, who was twenty-five or six years old, and couldn't help laughing. "You just practiced for a few more years. If I were your age, you wouldn't even be worthy of carrying my shoes. Do you still have the nerve to talk to me about your strength?"

"Hmph! That's only because you were born too late. When you meet me, you are doomed to have no chance to rise. Kid, you will be crazy about me, but you will have to pay the price!"

Meng Wuji was not in a hurry to act at all, and seemed to enjoy the feeling of chatting with his opponent. Ye Liuyun's soul attack was a threat to him, but since he had the defensive sacred weapon, he no longer worried.

Ye Liuyun was the first to launch the illusion attack. He has come into contact with many such arrogant people. The best way to deal with them is to defeat them, slap them in the face with practical actions, and let them know that what they are proud of is actually not worth mentioning at all.

However, Ye Liuyun's attack was very concealed, and all the power of the soul was concentrated in the golden pupil, weaving an illusion for Meng Wuji.

Meng Wuji's sacred weapon can indeed withstand some attacks from spirits and spirits. But for Ye Liuyun's soul at this level, it didn't have much effect at all.

So the two of them were chatting, and Meng Wuji agreed. And the man in black robe raised the corner of his mouth slightly upwards.

In the illusion, Meng Wuji relied on his strength to defeat Ye Liuyun and won the victory, but he was booed by the audience, saying that he was only older than Ye Liuyun, so he won easily. Everyone unanimously demanded that Ye Liuyun win the first place.

What he cares most about is everyone's opinion. However, the cheers, envy, and even jealousy he imagined did not appear. Instead, he was reprimanded and abused, so it was difficult to accept this result for a while.

In a fit of rage, he shot at the disciples who shouted the most, and was instantly attacked by the master of the Divine Sword Palace. That palm came over, it was the real essence of the strong Tiangang Realm, and it directly slapped him on the ring.

As for the disciples in the stands, seeing Meng Wuji chatting at this moment, they were in a daze, and then they were knocked down by Ye Liuyun's random wave of palm, and their tendons were broken, and they vomited blood, and fell to the ring superior.