The master goes down the mountain, I have nine invincible masters!

Although Ye Junlin was the beneficiary, he also looked down on such people from the bottom of his heart.

"Hey, kid, if I don't fight for it, will you definitely get the treasure?"

The fifth-level grandmaster in black sneered and stared straight at Ye Junlin.

He calmly analyzed: "Even if I don't go, once you touch the treasure, you will see whether the people from the Nine Stars Sect will take action!"

"Someone will lose their patience!"

This was what he had thought of after hearing what Ye Junlin called "literary battle".

Therefore, he was not in a hurry.

He even glanced at the casual cultivators and said, "Those of you who have not yet reached the fifth level of Grandmaster, leave as soon as possible. With your weak realm, no one will have the chance to obtain such a treasure!"

The independent cultivators looked at each other, but all remained silent.

The black-robed grandmaster is right.

They know that they are not even qualified to compete.

If I lose my life here in vain...

Not worth the candle!

"go!"

"The water here is deep. Even a fifth-level Grandmaster can only fight for it with difficulty. It is useless for us to stay."

In just a moment, these wandering cultivators had figured it out, and they all flashed and left quickly.

At this point, there are only three fifth-level grandmasters left among the independent cultivators.

Two of them did not participate in the competition.

One of the two looked at the black-robed Grandmaster coldly and said, "Are you still thinking of sitting here and reaping the benefits?"

"No, I just want to see who will win in the end. Anyway, I won't compete with him."

The black-robed grandmaster shrugged casually, looking nonchalant.

After the brief fight with Ye Junlin before, he knew that he was no match for him.

If someone loses patience and clashes with Ye Junlin, it would be best if both sides suffer losses...

Then his chance has come!

Now we can only wait!

"You are just waiting for us to lose our strength. I tell you clearly that you don't have this chance!"

At this time, Ye Junlin, who was standing in the air, sneered at the grandmaster in black.

"I'm not talking nonsense. I really don't plan to fight for it."

The black-clad grandmaster said with a smile.

That being said, he actually thought the same thing in his heart -

If they were all at the top, he would definitely not dare to compete, but what if?

If the fight ends in a draw, he doesn't mind trying to snatch the items.

If someone is seriously injured, he doesn't mind ending their life.

The two fifth-level grandmasters who were completely defenseless against him suffered this loss.

"If you don't plan to fight for it, I'd like to give it a try."

One of the casual cultivators sneered, then suddenly moved, turned into a shadow, and rushed towards Ye Junlin at a rapid speed.

Of course he didn't believe the Grand Master in Black.

But right now, if he wants to seize the treasure, Ye Junlin must overcome this hurdle.

We can only fight!

boom!

A powerful aura slammed heavily into Ye Junlin's chest, much more powerful than that of the black-clothed grandmaster.

"You're kind of interesting, but it's still a little off!"

In response, Ye Junlin's eyes seemed to have a flash of sword light, and he suddenly swung his arm and slashed with a sword.

"One strike from the Heavenly Sword!"

Swish!

The sword light was as bright as a rainbow and pierced the sun, instantly cutting off the opponent's breath, and continued to slash towards the fifth-level grandmaster.

"This sword is indeed powerful!"

The fifth-level Grandmaster had a solemn expression on his face. He had seen this sword before, so he didn't dare to be careless this time.

He knew that he was no match for this sword in a head-on confrontation!

But his major was speed.

Swish!

I saw his figure flash, and he moved sideways as fast as lightning to avoid the sword.

And, he quickly rushed to Ye Junlin.

hum!

A flash of light appeared in his palm, and a weapon similar to a thorn appeared, stabbing Ye Junlin's chest fiercely.

"Once I'm inside you, even if you have powerful sword skills, you won't be able to gain any advantage from me!"

The thorns were approaching rapidly, and a hideous and cruel smile appeared on the face of the fifth-level Grandmaster.

"Is it?"

Ye Junlin just smiled indifferently, there seemed to be silver arcs flashing in his eyes, and there were also flashes of lightning on his body.

Swish!

The next moment, the thorn pierced into Ye Junlin's body fiercely.

No cry of pain.

No screams.

Not even a trace of blood flowed out.

The fifth-level Grandmaster only saw Ye Junlin’s figure slowly disappearing.

What he just stabbed was actually just the afterimage left by dodging too quickly!

"How can it be?!"

The pupils of the fifth-level Grandmaster suddenly shrank and his face was horrified. He was already known for his speed, but he had never seen anyone at the fifth-level Grandmaster level who could burst out with such a terrifying speed!

incredible!

"Everything is possible in this world!"

At this moment, a cold voice sounded quietly behind the fifth-level Grandmaster.

"what?!"

The fifth-level Grandmaster's whole body suddenly shook, and a strong sense of crisis surged through his body. Before he could think, the thorns had already stabbed backwards strangely.

puff!

There was a dull sound of a sharp blade piercing into the body, but it did not hit Ye Junlin.

Instead... he stabbed himself.

A sword pierced through his back and emerged from his chest.

Blood continued to flow from the wound.

His spike was only two inches away from Ye Junlin's head.

It was just these two inches, but it exhausted all the strength of the fifth-level Grandmaster, and he could not advance even an inch.

"In terms of speed, I'm actually not bad."

Ye Junlin's indifferent voice once again reached the ears of the fifth-level Grandmaster.

The latter only felt that there was a random buzzing in his ears, which was becoming increasingly blurred, and he could not hear clearly what was being said.

Life is fading away rapidly.

Ye Junlin slowly pulled out the Sky Burial Sword, and blood splattered on the body of the fifth-level Grandmaster as the sword was pulled out.

In the end, the fifth-level Grandmaster was completely devoid of life energy.

When the sword was drawn out, his body fell rapidly.

"Ancient Soul Condensation Technique."

Ye Junlin's mind moved again, and he completely devoured the other party's soul.

"So fast!"

"This boy's fighting power and adaptability have reached extremely terrifying levels!"

"Any fifth-level warrior would probably not be his match!"

"If we want to take action, we can only do it together, not alone!"

The nine people from the Nine Stars Sect looked at each other, lowered their voices, and discussed how to respond.

"This boy is too strong. The man in black might use some insidious tricks. I will never get this treasure."

Another fifth-level Grandmaster among the casual cultivators looked deeply at Ye Junlin, then looked at the black-clothed Grandmaster, and finally sighed deeply in his heart.

Whoosh!

Without any hesitation, his figure flashed and he left here quickly.

Seeing this scene, Ye Junlin raised his lips and glanced at the black-robed Grandmaster: "You are the only one left among the independent cultivators. Do you still want to come up and fight with me?"

The black-robed grandmaster didn't speak, but he didn't leave either.

"Boy, let's meet you!"

At this moment, the nine people from the Nine Star Sect shouted in unison.

Whoosh whoosh!

In an instant, the nine people flew towards Ye Junlin's position.

"Using the majority to bully the minority?"

"Nine Star Sect, have you forgotten that our fellow disciples from the Tiancan Sect are still here?"

"Go together!"

"Don't even think about joining forces to deal with Brother Ye!"

Upon seeing this scene, many disciples of the Tiancan Sect flashed at the same time and rushed towards the disciples of the Jiuxing Sect.