Supreme Martial Artist

Ye Xinghe once asked the masters in the sect to see this nameless broken sword.

Now it is just equivalent to a fourth-grade or fifth-grade magic weapon.

Ye Xinghe is not yet confident about using it to use the Secret Sword Technique.

After all, he vaguely felt that there were some secrets hidden in this nameless broken sword.

It would be a pity if the secret sword technique was used rashly now and it was damaged.

Next, while competing, Ye Xinghe went back every day and continued to study the Taixuan Sword Scripture and Lingyun Immortal Steps.

During this period of time, his understanding of the Taixuan Sword Sutra became more and more profound.

To control it, it can be said to be superb.

The first type, the second type, and the third type are combined with each other.

He created many powerful combinations himself.

As for the secret sword technique, he also studied it every day and already knew it well.

But because he didn't have a powerful weapon and was afraid of damaging the Wuming Broken Sword, he never dared to start practicing.

On this day, He Zhihai’s residence.

After hearing what Ye Xinghe said, He Zhihai quickly lowered his voice and said: "You have to hide it a little bit. This secret sword technique cannot be used easily in front of outsiders!"

"This secret sword skill is Zhu Qingtan's magical power. He obtained it accidentally. It is extremely profound and has no grade."

"But according to our estimation, this grade is definitely not lower than the sixth grade magical power!"

"It's just that he missed his age and couldn't practice, so he gave it to Zhu Lexin."

"If this thing of yours is exposed and used by the sect, then your killing of Zhu Lexin will be a certainty. By then, no one will be able to protect you!"

Ye Xinghe nodded.

"Don't worry, I only use it outside the sect."

"As for what you said about weapons."

He Zhihai frowned and felt embarrassed.

"Our sect doesn't have many long swords at the sixth-grade magic weapon level."

Ye Xinghe asked: "Then if there is a blacksmithing master in our sect, can I let him take a look for me?"

"That's even worse!"

He Zhihai waved his hand.

"This blacksmith master is as rare as an alchemist of the same level. He needs to consume a lot of rare materials, and our sect cannot afford it!"

"Like the alchemist, our sect only enshrined one by chance."

"Just this old guy, if he doesn't show you kindness every day, we won't see him again for several years!"

Ye Xinghe knew that he was talking about Dan giving up.

Next, he came to the square.

Today is his twelfth game, the final.

Without any surprise, it was Ye Xinghe and Jiang Haoyan who made it to the finals.

These two peerless geniuses.

At this time, the other arenas on the huge bluestone island had been removed, leaving only the middle one.

On the island, there are huge crowds of people, as many as six to seven thousand people.

In the Divine Sword Sect, almost all except those talented disciples in the first echelon.

Others, as long as they are in the sect, come here because of his fame.

I want to witness this grand event.

I want to know, Ye Xinghe or Jiang Haoyan, who is the real number one among the younger generation!

As soon as Ye Xinghe arrived, a rather enthusiastic voice suddenly came.

"Junior Brother Ye!"

Ye Xinghe turned around and saw a strong young man walking towards him.

He is tall and has a warm aura.

He naturally has a heart-wrenching bearing.

"Senior Brother Guo!"

It turned out that this Guo Qingxian was Ye Xinghe’s opponent yesterday.

He is also the strongest person Ye Xinghe has encountered in this battle.

Ye Xinghe felt that he might break through to the sixth level of the Outer World Realm at any time!

If he faced Jiang Haoyan, he would probably get a beating.

Although Jiang Haoyan can suppress him from a realm.

But this Guo Qingxian is already at the fifth level of the Outer World Realm. He has been polishing it for thirty years and has a very solid foundation.

However, no matter how strong he is, it is useless in front of Ye Xinghe, and he is still defeated by one move.

Because of this, Guo Qingxian admired Ye Xinghe very much.

The two of them talked all the way and walked towards the ring.

Suddenly, Ye Xinghe heard a cry.

"It's coming, it's coming, if anyone has placed a bet, it's time for the last cup of tea!"

"After a cup of tea, the betting is closed and they are about to start a fight!"

Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows and looked over with interest.

Then I saw a disciple in green, shouting loudly.

A huge wooden plate was placed in front of him, with the wooden plate divided into left and right sides.

On both sides, they were piled high with black and yellow coins.

Moreover, Ye Xinghe discovered that this Tsing Yi disciple was not alone.

There are more than ten people, all wearing uniform clothes, scattered around the ring, setting up gambling games.

And there are indeed a lot of people participating in the gambling game.

Ye Xinghe walked over, and many people were placing bets.

This method is simple and crude. After giving the person who set up the game a black gold coin, you can choose to beat a certain person to win.

The opponent will be given a chip with a number written on it.

Ye Xinghe saw that at this time, in front of the Tsing Yi disciple, there were already piles of Xuanhuang coins.

I'm afraid there are close to a small hundred thousand.

He glanced around the ring and shook his head secretly.

There are nearly a million Xuanhuang coins on these faces alone!

These disciples of the Divine Sword Sect are really rich.

But it’s normal to think about it.

After all, there are estimated to be hundreds or even thousands of people betting, and a little adds up to a lot.

Ye Xinghe asked: "This senior brother, don't know how to place a bet?"

The disciple in green pointed impatiently at the big sign next to him.

"Didn't you see? It's very simple. Bet on Ye Xinghe to win, and you lose four to one!"

"If you bet on Jiang Haoyan, you'll pay two for one!"

"oh?"

Schoolmaster Ye Xinghe smiled.

"So it seems that you think Ye Xinghe's chances of winning are relatively small?"

"Does this need to be said?"

The disciple in green said: "Everyone can see how domineering Jiang Haoyan is. Compared with Ye Xinghe, he is much inferior. Of course, Ye Xinghe has a small chance of winning!"

He raised his head impatiently and said: "Are you going to place your bet? If not, leave quickly and don't block the people behind you."

The last word "person" turned into an exclamation before he could say it.

He instantly turned pale and sweat beaded on his forehead.

He looked at Ye Xinghe and stammered: "Senior Brother Ye, yes, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you!"

There was fear in my heart, and I secretly cried out for misfortune.

Unexpectedly, I met the real owner and told him in front of him that his winning rate was low.

Ye Xinghe didn't take it seriously and laughed.

Along the way, Ye Xinghe always defeated his enemies with one sword.

As for Jiang Haoyan, his methods were even more cruel and brutal.

A flame comes out and burns the enemy to death.

In his first six battles, all six of his opponents died.

It is precisely because of this that under the fierce reputation, starting from the seventh battle, there will be four subsequent battles.

All of his opponents took the initiative to admit defeat and didn't even dare to fight him.

It is precisely because of this that Jiang Haoyan became famous and extremely famous. At this time, it had already covered Ye Xinghe.