"You'd better go back. The eighth level of martial artist cultivation is not my opponent."

Ye Xing glanced at Ye Jian again, then turned around and left.

"Haha, you're such a proud guy." Seeing this, Ye Jian sighed in his heart, then turned to Ye Tianhao in the chief and said, "You agree to my conditions."

"I agreed." Ye Tianhao nodded slightly, talking to Ye Jian in a tone of communicating with his peers: "But mine add one condition."

Ye Tianhao looked at Ye Jian like an old fox.

“What conditions?”

"Go ahead, otherwise everything will be free from negotiation." Ye Tianhao said in an irresistible tone.

"Okay, I'll do my best." Without any thought, Ye Jian agreed directly.

The conversation between the two was brief and direct, and they did not take the Luo Hanguo Ye family seriously at all.

"Hmph! Arrogant! I, Ye Xian, come and meet you."

Ye Xian was furious when he was ignored by Ye Jian so much, his body flashed and he jumped onto the fighting stage.

After the simple repair just now, the Martial Arts has now become a new marriage.

"You are physically injured, so you are not my opponent." Ye Jian glanced at Ye Xian and said softly.

"Arrogant!" This was the first time Ye Xian was despised. His cultivation level was in the middle stage of the ninth level of the warrior. Even though he suffered some injuries, this did not affect his performance of his strength.

"Eat me a palm!"

Ye Xian dodged his footsteps and quickly slashed his palm towards Ye Jian. This palm contained the power of his body.

"No, hide!"

"Why didn't he hide?"

...

When the disciples on the field saw that Ye Jian had no intention of dodging, they all became anxious for him. Although they did not think Ye Jian could turn the tide, they should not lose so simply.

"It's over, this time my family is so embarrassing again." Many disciples seemed unwilling to see Ye Jian's defeat, so they turned their heads over.

"Hehe, he can't hide now." At the banquet table, Ye Xing picked up a glass of wine, looked at Ye Xian's palm print about to fall on Ye Jian who was standing still, and sneered in his heart.

As for Ye Ling, her eyebrows were locked.

"What's the medicine this kid sells in the gourd?" Ye Batian frowned, very worried, wishing he was Ye Jian and punched him.

"Bear me!" Ye Xian's face was flashing with a victory smile, and his palm prints hit Ye Jian's chest.

"Oh! Why are you going to do this?"

Ye Jian sighed lightly, and his right hand slowly stretched out, bringing out a string of afterimages.

Only a series of afterimages flashed in front of his chest, Ye Jian's right hand "splashed" and held Ye Xian's right hand who was about to be chopped down.

Huh~!

The surroundings suddenly became quiet. Ye Xian's face turned pale and wanted to take back his right hand, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't take back his right hand.

Looking at the bright eyes in front of you, Ye Xian tried it a few times, finally sighed and said in a low voice,
Chapter completed!