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"What? Is Junior Brother Tang still alive?"

Hearing this, Wu Zhiying's indifferent face showed a hint of ecstasy.

Even she herself didn't realize her gaffe at the moment.

Yang Xue thought about Wu Zhiying's changes, and thought to herself, it seems that the heart of this martial arts sister was really stolen by that bastard.

"To live is to live, but it is no different from the dead."

The corner of Yang Xue's mouth evoked a sneering arc, and sneered: "That kid actually took Yang Tianlong's blood order book, three days later, it will be his death."

Hearing this, Wu Zhiying frowned suddenly.

Immediately, a look of confidence appeared on his face, "I believe in him, he will definitely be alive."

Yang Xue sneered and said, "Sister Wu, you probably don't know, but Yang Tianlong has broken through the second level of martial arts, and his strength is not weaker than the third level of martial arts. That kid is not even a martial artist. What can you compare to Yang Tianlong?"

"I believe him!"

Wu Zhiying clenched her fists tightly, her face full of determination.

...

Three days passed in a flash.

As soon as it was dawn, on the huge square in front of the stage of life and death, a dense crowd of disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect gathered.

Even the elders of the Spirit Sword Sect were alarmed.

In the past three days, the news about Tang Yongye's acceptance of the Blood Order War Book has spread like crazy in every corner of Lingjian Sect.

This life-and-death battle has also attracted the attention of many people.

One is a genius disciple who has always been ranked third in the elite list, and the other is an eighth-level talent waste.

There seems to be no suspense in the life and death battle between the two, but some people don't think so.

And this life-and-death battle is no longer a battle between two people, but a battle between Minghu Peak and Xuanwu Peak.

"I really can't think of an eighth-class talent who would dare to take over the blood order book from Senior Brother Yang Tianlong. I really don't know whether to live or die."

"I don't think it's necessary to look at it. Then Tang Yongye defeated Yang Lin as soon as he entered the inner sect. His performance in this year was no worse than that of any talented disciple. If he dared to take it, he might have some confidence."

"I think that kid was kicked in the head by a donkey. It's whimsical."

Around the square, there was a lot of discussion.

"Look, everyone, the elders of the four main peaks are here."

Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

I saw four figures coming side by side.

These four were the elders sent by the four main peaks during the Inner Sect assessment.

Yang Tianlong followed behind Yang Cang.

Elder Bai of Canglong Peak felt the surrounding atmosphere, stroked his beard, and glanced at Yang Cang meaningfully, "Elder Yang, this life-and-death battle is really lively."

Yang Cang smiled lightly, "A waste of material provoking a genius will naturally arouse the interest of many people."

In fact, in three days, the battle of life and death can be passed so quickly, this is all due to Yang Cang behind the scenes.

He not only wanted Tang Yongye to die, but also took the opportunity to humiliate Xuanwu Peak.

Immediately, Yang Cang turned his head to look at Liu Changtian, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "Elder Liu, I wonder what you think of this life-and-death battle?"

"It's too early to say anything." Liu Changtian frowned.

Yang Cang smiled coldly and looked at Yang Tianlong who was wearing a mask behind him and said, "Tianlong, are you sure you can defeat that eighth-level talent waste?"

Yang Cang deliberately raised the eighth-level talent by an octave.

"Elder Yang, please rest assured, killing that waste is easier than squeezing an ant to death."

There was a ferocious look in Yang Tianlong's eyes, and his hatred for Tang Yongye had reached an inexhaustible level.

"Hahaha, okay, but when you're on the stage, you can't kill that trash with one move. After all, you have to take care of Xuanwufeng's face. By the way, you can kill him with three moves."

Yang Cang's voice did not converge, and spread far and wide.

"Three moves to kill Tang Yongye, this is really interesting."

There was a commotion in the crowd.

Liu Changtian's cheeks were extremely blue, Yang Cang was clearly humiliating

"Elder Liu, when you accepted Tang Yongye, I felt it was inappropriate. That waste of talent is not good, but it can cause trouble. In the end, not to mention his own death, Xuanwufeng who also harmed him would be embarrassed."

Elder Fang of Vermillion Bird Peak struck mercilessly.

Liu Changtian looked gloomy and didn't say anything.

"Look at it, isn't that Elder Jiu? Elder Jiu has always seen the dragon, so why are you interested in the competition between the two disciples today?"

At this moment, people in the crowd saw an old man in sackcloth.

The old man is not someone else, it is the worshiping elder of the Spirit Sword Sect, the old monster.

"Why did the old monster dove come?"

Elder Bai saw the old man in sackcloth with a trace of fear in his eyes.

Old Monster Jiu is an insect cultivator with extremely powerful strength. Under the Martial King, few people are his opponents.

On weekdays, it is a grand gathering of the sect, and the old monsters are too lazy to participate.

But today, the life-and-death struggle between the two disciples has actually aroused the interest of the old monster.

Yang Cang thought of something, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"Tang Yongye is here!"

I don't know who discovered Tang Yongye first, and then there was an uproar in the crowd.

I saw a young man in black, walking slowly towards the platform of life and death.

There was no fear or fear on the young man's face, but a faint smile appeared on his face.

"He did come."

In the crowd, Wu Zhiying saw Tang Yongye's figure and secretly clenched her fists.

Shi Hao looked at Tang Yongye from a distance, with a strong fighting spirit on his body.

He never regarded Tang Yongye as a waste, but he had some confidence in Tang Yongye in his heart.

"I hope you don't die like this."

Tang Yongye walked all the way, and the crowd automatically moved away.

His figure attracted countless eyes and everyone's attention.

"Junior Brother Tang, be careful!"

Li Cangsheng, Yuan Fei and some other Xuanwu Peak disciples came to Tang Yongye to cheer him on.

Many disciples are worried, after all, Tang Yongye's talent is too low, and he can't compare with Yang Tianlong.

"Junior Brother Tang, I have long thought that Yang Tianlong is not pleasing to the eye, please don't be merciful and kill Yang Tianlong."

Yuan Fei punched Tang Yongye fiercely, but his loud voice did not restrain and resounded throughout the audience.

Xuanwu Peak disciples lowered their heads in shame when they heard the words.

This Yuan Fei is really not too embarrassing. Whether he can survive or not is a matter of two things. Isn't it fantastic to ask Tang Yongye to kill Yang Tianlong?

"Damn Yuan Fei, who dares to humiliate me in public. When I kill that trash, I must find a chance to kill him."

Yang Tianlong's eyes were full of anger and murderous intent.

Tang Yongye ignored the gazes of the people around him, strode onto the stage of life and death, and then turned his gaze on Yang Tianlong. .

"Yang Tianlong, roll up and die!"

Tang Yongye snorted loudly, resounding in all directions, full of momentum.