My Sect of All Times will accompany your two sects to the end.
Jun Changxiao's words filled the martial artists who came to watch the show with admiration. After all, very few people dared to be so arrogant in front of two evil sects.
"Jun Patriarch!"
A martial artist shouted, "Although I don't like to gamble, I bet that your sect will win this time!"
"Swoosh!"
Jun Changxiao turned around and pointed at him, "Little brother, remember this. The Sect of All Times will win based on strength and not probability."
"Yes, yes!"
That person hurriedly corrected him, "The Sect of All Times will definitely win based on their strength."
"You're a loose cultivator?"
"Yes."
"If you don't mind, you can come to the Sect of All Times and register. We'll make an exception and accept you without going through the procedures!"
"Really?"
"A gentleman keeps his word."
That man was so excited that he almost flew into the air!
He wasn't too old and had once dreamed of becoming a disciple of the Sect of All Times. However, his talent wasn't too outstanding, so he couldn't muster up the courage to participate in the assessment.
Now, the Patriarch of the Sect of All Times was asking him to register with the Sect of All Times in front of everyone and even make an exception. This was definitely something that he had never dreamed of.
The elders of the various sects were speechless.
Letting loose cultivators join without going through the procedures was too casual, wasn't it?
Jun Changxiao was a very casual person to begin with.
Since loose cultivators openly supported the Sect of All Times, it was normal for him to take them in on a whim.
In the past, when he recruited disciples, he had to confirm with his eyes.
Another loose cultivator shouted, "The Sect of All Times will win, the Sect of All Times will win!"
The rest of the people started to shout as well.
Unfortunately, no matter how much they shouted, Jun Patriarch didn't allow them to register with the Sect of All Times.
They could be casual when appropriate.
If they were casual all the time, they wouldn't be human.
…
"The two of you."
Jun Changxiao stood on the smooth stone platform and said, "A battle of our level will definitely affect the stone platform, so I made the decision to set up a stabilizing formation first. Do the two of you have any objections?"
"No problem."
Patriarch Ren and Temple Master Han said.
The two of them were quite confident when they arrived, but when they saw the powerful aura emanating from the Sect of All Times' disciples, they immediately lost their confidence.
"Since the two of you have a phobia of choice, then I suggest that you fight one-on-one. After all, this place is small, and a group fight would be difficult to open." Jun Changxiao smiled.
"Sure."
The leaders of the two sects had no objections.
To be precise, ever since they reached the summit, their momentum had been suppressed by the Sect of All Times, and they had completely lost the initiative.
"Xingchen."
Jun Changxiao snapped his fingers and said, "You'll be the first to fight."
"Ta!"
Ye Xing Chen walked up the stone steps with a dazzling light and stood at the center. Even if she did not say anything, her gaze when she looked at the two evil sect disciples seemed to be saying two words —
"It's that guy!"
The martial artists who were watching the show had fear in their eyes.
The scene of Ye Xingchen trampling on Ao Wushuang during the Battle of Dragons and Tigers was still vivid in their minds, so the fear they felt was even greater than when they saw a powerful evil cultivator!
With Night Emperor's irritable and arrogant personality, if he were to become stronger in the future, killing someone with a glare would be the most basic thing he could do.
"Patriarch Ren, your sect should go first."
"No, no, Temple Master Han should go first."
The two leaders of the evil sects began to decline, but Ye Xingchen said impatiently, "Don't talk nonsense, come up together."
"Jun Patriarch, this is your disciple's request, so we'll respectfully accept," Patriarch Ren and Temple Master Han said in unison.
"… …"
The corners of the mouths of the various sects twitched.
These two third-rate heretical sects were truly shameless.
"Lingyao."
Patriarch Ren waved his hand and said, "Go up."
"Yes!"
The disciple called Yu Lingyao walked up. He was one of the strongest direct disciples of the Fiend Demon Sect, so it was obvious that Patriarch Ren was very cautious.
"Lingyao?"
Ye Xingchen's eyes were filled with killing intent.
Yu Lingyao met his gaze and felt a chill run from the soles of his feet to his spine. He thought to himself, "Have I offended him?"
You haven't.
But your name sounds the same as Lingyao, which instantly evoked Night Emperor's monstrous killing intent towards that woman.
"Hmph."
Yu Lingyao sneered and thought to himself, "Although this guy defeated Ao Wushuang, I have a hundred ways to kill him in the lawless arena."
"Xiang Ange."
Temple Master Han said indifferently, "Let's go."
He sent out a direct disciple who was not inferior to Yu Lingyao in terms of strength.
Temple Master Han and Patriarch Ren had the same idea. Since it was a lawless battle, they had to establish their prestige in the first battle!
"Ta! Ta! "
Yu Lingyao and Xiang Ange walked up and looked at Ye Xingchen with an evil smile.
They were a little scared, but thinking that they didn't have to care about any rules and were fighting two against one, they were definitely confident enough.
"Thanks to the three Patriarch Ren, I will be the referee today …" The third-rate Imperial Void Temple Master was about to walk up the stone platform, but before he could finish, he was interrupted by Ye Xingchen, "You can start now."
"Okay."
He said loudly, "Start!"
"Shua! Shua! "
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Lingyao and Xiang Ange used their movement techniques to split up. Using the unique secret technique of the evil sects, their movement techniques were so fast that it was too much for the eyes to take in.
"Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, Thousand Ghosts Flying Soul!"
A cultivator shouted the names of the movement techniques used by the two.
"Shua!"
"Shua!"
Yu Lingyao and Xiang Ange were warned by the Patriarch, so they pushed their speed to the limit as soon as the battle started. They jumped up and down, dodged left and right, and were dazzling.
Of course.
They were definitely not showing off.
Instead, while moving at high speed, they locked onto Ye Xingchen with their spiritual senses and looked for a flaw to attack.
"Found it!"
A moment later, the two of them found a flaw at the same time and jumped up. Rays of light instantly attacked from the left and right.
If they used hidden weapons to attack in a regular competition, they would definitely be scolded for being shameless and even be judged as losing. However, in the lawless life and death arena, everything was normal!
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Ye Xingchen stepped out. Spiritual energy gathered in his fist as if it had turned into an iron fist, breaking the dozens of attacks coming from the left and right. Then, he used the Cloud Treading Steps and directly attacked Yu Lingyao.
"Boom — — —"
The iron fist smashed over, and the opponent exploded into a cloud of smoke.
"Substitution Technique!" Someone exclaimed.
"Whoosh!"
Yu Lingyao spun and landed on the ground from afar. He spread his legs and supported himself with one hand. He sneered and said, "This is the disciple of the Sect of All Times who won the Dragon Tiger Competition. You're just …"
"Boom!"
Before he could finish, his entire face was hit by a fist flying from the side. Then, just like when he used the movement technique just now, he flew out in a flashy manner.
"Ta!"
Ye Xingchen appeared at the place where the opponent fell. He suddenly reached out with his right hand and directly grabbed the opponent's ankle, smashing him to the ground with a bang.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Yu Lingyao was smashed left and right like a rope. Because the slate had been strengthened, it was not damaged at all.
"…"
The corners of the mouths of the martial artists twitched.
The scene of Ye Xingchen grabbing the opponent's ankle and smashing him from left to right, and from right to left, had happened in the Dragon Tiger Competition. Now that they saw it again, it was still as brutal as ever!
"Good chance!"
Taking advantage of the time when Yu Lingyao was being crazily tortured, Xiang An Ge quietly went to the side. A long spear suddenly appeared in his hand, and then he gathered a strong spiritual energy and stabbed from the back.
"Trash!"
Ye Xingchen suddenly raised his hand and condensed a barrier in his palm, instantly blocking the tip of the spear.
Xiang An Ge, who was blocked, sneered. Then, he turned his palm and pulled out a thin sword from the handle of the spear, stabbing it at a tricky angle.
"Puchi — — —"
Blood splattered.
When everyone caught up with the rhythm of the battle, they saw Xiang An Ge standing in the same place, holding the sword and stabbing out, but his head had already flown out.
Ye Xingchen had unknowingly held the True Yang Sword in his hand. A drop of blood gathered on the blade, and he said coldly: "In this life, I will not make the same mistake."
"Putong!"
"Putong!"
The head fell to the ground, and the body fell.
"The direct disciple of the Deicide Hall … has been killed!"
It was normal for people to die in a life and death battle without rules, but a direct disciple of a third-rate sect had died just like that. The shock it brought was still very big!
"Bang!"
Ye Xingchen suddenly raised his sword and directly chopped off Yu Lingyao's right hand.
The vicious hidden weapon that was originally pinched at the tip of his finger, ready to be activated at any time, suddenly rolled down.
"Remember."
"Change your name in your next life."
"Puchi — — —"
The True Yang Sword flickered and directly pierced through Yu Lingyao's back, piercing through his heart.
This attack came very quickly and also hit the vital point, so the other party did not feel too much pain before losing consciousness.
In a life and death battle without rules, Yu Lingyao could use a hundred methods to kill Ye Xingchen, but Ye Xingchen only needed one method to finish him off.
"Announce it."
Jun Changxiao looked at the Palace Master of the Imperial Void Temple. After being stunned for a moment, the latter said: "The first battle, the disciple of the Sect of All Times wins!"
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