"Yes, he must have taken some forbidden medicines." Chang Chun seemed to know the truth, and immediately sneered in his heart again.

Ye Jian looked at Chang Yu slightly and had already guessed the identity of this person in his heart.

"Ye Jian, since you are here, then go to the battle table." Chang Chun said with a cold face. Ye Jian's potential is too great. He must eradicate him as soon as possible, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

The one who has the same thoughts as Chang Chun is naturally Chang Hui Deacon. The uncle and nephew of the Chang family firmly cannot tolerate Ye Jian growing up like this. At that moment, Chang Hui was full of face and said to the elder with a serious face.

"Great Elder, since everyone has arrived, let them compete on the battle stage as soon as possible, so as to erect the majesty of my Nanluo Sect."

"Not busy." The elder no longer had the calmness and ease he had before. If Ye Jian's strength soared within a month was based on his own abilities, then he would definitely be a peerless genius drowned in the crowd. For such talents, if they were recruited into the sect, it would be a blessing for Nan Luo Sect.

At present, the uncle and nephew of the Chang family cannot tolerate Ye Jian's growth, so he has to find a way to rescue Ye Jian.

"Great Elder, they have set a life-and-death battle before. I know the rules for life-and-death battle. Let them fight. Don't worry, I will let Chun'er stop."

I often encounter cunning and cunning old people, and I can see what the elder is thinking at a glance.

"Okay." The elder sighed lightly. Although he wanted to resolve the matter, there were corresponding regulations on the battle of life and death, and it was not convenient for him to participate too much, not to mention that there were thousands of eyes staring at him on the scene.

The Great Elder has always been known for his justice and severity. How could he destroy his image in front of many disciples?

"Ye Jian, get up." Chang Chun couldn't tolerate Ye Jian growing up for a moment. He jumped onto the spacious fighting platform and looked at Ye Jian from a high place.

"You are reincarnating yourself, don't blame me." Ye Jian murmured in his heart. Just as he was about to jump onto the battle stage, Wu Yue blocked his shoulder.

"Little brother, don't act irritating." Wu Yue reminded his eyes.

"Wu Yue, what are you doing?" Before Ye Jian could speak, Chang Yu, who was standing beside him, shouted first, "This is a life-and-death battle between others, and outsiders are not allowed to intervene. Do you not understand this rule?"

"Hmph! I'm afraid it's a conspiracy of some people." Wu Yue replied unwillingly. Although his status is slightly inferior to Chang Zhi, his cultivation is higher than Chang Yu. In this world, a big fist is the hard truth.

"You..." Chang Yu was suddenly angry, and his pair of triangular eyes stared at Wu Yue coldly.

"Haha, Wu Yue, this is a life-and-death battle between others. You and I cannot interfere, right?" Zhang Long stood on the side of Deacon Chang with a smile, his position was already very obvious.

Ye Jian’s potential is too great. In just one month, his cultivation has been broken through. Judging from the expression of the Great Elder just now, it seems that he has already risen up to recruit Ye Jian’s intention.

If Ye Jian really joined the Southern Luo Sect, he would probably become an inner disciple within a year or two, and would even directly affect his status. Now he happened to use Chang Chun's hand to get rid of Ye Jian before he had grown up.

Zhang Long had already planned all this in his heart.

"This is my business, I appreciate your kindness." Ye Jian smiled. Wu Yue had been included in the ranks of communicable ranks in his heart. However, Zhang Long, although he had sufficient reason for speaking, Ye Jian could always feel a potential murderous intent from him.

Ye Jian jumped directly onto the battle stage and confronted Chang Chun from afar.

"I hope you can stop until you are harming the harmony." The great elder was not good enough to interfere with this matter too much, so he immediately said something and said something.

Chang Yu, who was beside him, sneered in his heart. His lips moved slightly, and he used his unique ability to send a voice to his nephew Chang Chun from the air, but he knew that the expression on Chang Chun's face was even more ruthless.

Everyone on the field was paying attention to this battle. Many outer disciples no longer dared to underestimate Ye Jian, and they had already vaguely placed Ye Jian on the same position as them in their hearts.

"I really don't know how he practiced?" someone from the onlookers said in a slightly sour tone.

"He is a genius, so he can increase his strength within a month."

"So why has he been mediocre before?"

"You ask me, who will I ask?"

...

Fugui stared at the pile of gold notes in front of him with his eyes lit up, and he secretly cried in his heart: I've made a fortune, I've made a fortune this time.

But I didn't know what I thought of, Fugui's fat face immediately covered with black lines, and his face became embarrassed as if he had eaten a feces.

"Just pray, I won't retain my strength next time." Chang Chun stared at Ye Jian opposite him gloomyly and laughed.

"Each of each other." Ye Jian was not afraid of him. His sharp eyes collided directly with Chang Chun, and the air between the two even smelled even more.

"I hope your strength is as strong as your tone." Chang Chun chuckled, and his steps were displayed, bringing up afterimages. His whole body came to Ye Jian in the blink of an eye like a white light.

"This is the Huang-level high-level martial arts Yan Ling Gong." Someone immediately recognized the light skills that Chang Chun used.

"Strange, isn't only inner disciples qualified to practice the Huang-level high-level martial arts? How could Chang Chun?" Wu Yue frowned and turned to look at Deacon Chang with a hint of sneer on his face.

"Suffer to die!"

Chang Chun's right hand gathered, turned into a ball of flame, wrapped his entire right hand, and sealed at Ye Jian's door. At the same time, he secretly said in his heart: Yan Ling's skill is a yellow-level high-level martial art, and his speed is more than three times that of the yellow-level medium-level light martial arts. Ye Jian will definitely not be able to escape his palm.

"Fire Palm!"

Bang!

The powerful palm power was contained in it, and it turned into a fire light and rushed towards Ye Jian.

"You underestimate me too much." Ye Jian's expression showed a hint of joke. Although Yan Ling's skill was indeed very fast, Chang Chun was a beginner, and he was not good at learning skills, and he had many flaws.

The second level of Divine Walking Step Technique droops slid water and spread them out. Ye Jian's figure directly avoided Chang Chun's "flame palm". At the same time, the fist power was secretly moved, and he punched Chang Chun.

"First-level star rock explosion!"

Bang! The energy suddenly flew, and Chang Chun and Ye Jian took a few steps back.

"Okay, very good." Chang Chun's face turned hot. He thought Ye Jian could not escape his palm.

"The good show is still behind." Ye Jian didn't want to talk nonsense, so he rushed up and punched Chang Chun hard.

"First-level star rock explosion!"

"Fire Palm!"

Bang! The fists and palms collided again, and the energy suddenly flew everywhere. Ye Jian was directly beaten back several steps, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out directly.

"Ye Jian is going to lose."

"Well, judging from the situation, I'm afraid he can only hold on until the fourth move."

...

When Fugui heard the discussions of the disciples, his face turned green.

"Ahem." Ye Jian climbed up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, so what if my strength has improved? I will kill you like stepping on an ant to death." Chang Chun's face looked proud, and he still didn't listen. He clapped his palm at Ye Jian again.

"Clouds rise and clouds disappear!"

puff!

Ye Jian blocked it for a moment, and his whole person was blown away again, and blood suddenly surged from the corners of his mouth.

"stop!"

The elder raised his white eyebrows and shouted sternly. As soon as he was about to move, he was stopped by a gray figure.

"Great Elder, this is a life-and-death battle between them. Let's not intervene, right?" Chang Yu laughed at the Great Elder, his voice loudly and instantly spread throughout the square.

The elder stopped his figure and his face became cold and stern.

"Daician, what are you doing?"

"The subordinates don't want to do anything, they just want to stand here quietly and watch others' life-and-death battle." Chang Yu appeared calm, but his heart was ruthless. He said that he would stop the great elder and let his nephew eliminate the troubles of Ye Jian.

"Great Elder, it's really not good for you to do this." Zhang Long also stood up, his handsome face full of hypocritical smile.

"Hmph!" The elder snorted coldly, and in front of so many outer disciples, his movements were restricted everywhere.

"What's wrong with the Great Elder?"

"Who knows, maybe I feel compassion."

"Hehe, it's a pity that such a person."

All the outer disciples looked at the young man on the Bidou stage who was bombarded by Chang Chun's palm, and all showed regret.

"The fourth move is, hold on, you must hold on and survive the fifth move!" Fugui roared in his heart from the audience.

"Ahem." Ye Jian climbed up again, and it seemed that Chang Yu, who was sneering in the audience, had a wicked smile on his lips.

"Next, let me deal with you with one palm."

Chang Chun jumped up, his face full of a sure-win expression. His right palm was filled with hair, his inner air was closed, and he rushed towards Ye Jian's head.

"The Heaven Burning Palm!"

Huh!

The powerful internal energy turned into a huge palm print and printed it on Ye Jian’s head.

"Even the Yellow-level high-level martial arts Burning Heaven Palm is used."

"Good, Ye Jian is completely finished now."

...

Ye Jian adjusted his internal energy, and his breath suddenly became full of energy. He also had the decay and wounds he had just now. A breath that was so powerful that he was just now was instantly gushing out.

"Not good!" Chang Chun felt the breath of Ye Jian, and let out a secret cry. At the same time, all seventy-five internal qi in his body broke out and protected his whole body.

puff!

Ye Jian's figure disappeared directly from the spot, barely avoiding the "Fired Heaven Palm". Suddenly, the gravel was flying everywhere where Ye Jian was standing, and the energy burst out a huge pit.

"Second-level star rock explosion!"
To be continued...