The Alternate World Is Too Dangerous: I Hide In Reality And Rule! Chapter 247

  Li Yifei!

  The head of the god-level sect, when he showed his disdain for Jing Yu, Zhang Wujue knew that the matter in front of him could not be easily messed up.

  In terms of strength, Li Yifei is not as good as the second elder who was rejected by Jing Yu at the beginning, but in terms of status, Li Yifei's status as the young sect master is not much worse than that second elder.

  The fact that the god-level sect has been able to stand at the position of the holy land of martial arts in Nanjiang Prefecture without losing is due to the unique inheritance method of the god-level sect.

  The position of the young sect master was determined early on, so that the disciples in the sect would not fight each other. Except for the young sect master, the other disciples aimed at the position of the elder.

  The sect will also give the young sect master the greatest resources. With the resources of the god-level sect and its own talent, it can guarantee the martial arts strength of the young sect master.

  And to become the Young Clan Master, one of the necessary conditions is that the martial arts has stepped into the Jingzhe middle-grade realm.

  Zhang Wujiu is also a mid-level Jingzhe, but he knows very well that after Li Yifei became the master of the young sect, he has obtained the resources of the god-level sect. Whether it is martial arts skills or cultivation resources, he is incomparable.

   But even if he is afraid, Zhang Wujiu will not back down.

   "Master Li Shaomen, Jing Yu is the elder Keqing of our Shenyun Sect, and our Shenyun Sect has the right to decide on the number of people who come to the God-level Sect."

  The qualifications for this quota were determined by the founder of the Shenyun Sect and the head of the God-level Sect.

   "Really." Li Yifei smiled casually, then narrowed his eyes and said: "As the young sect master, I think I still have the right to expel those who are not welcomed by my god-level sect from the mountain gate."

  As soon as Li Yifei said these words, Zhang Wujue's face turned completely cold. Lin Ye understood after watching this scene, and I'm afraid that he can't be kind today.

  The other party obviously came prepared, but Lin Ye had a vague intuition that this matter seemed to be more than just targeting Jing Yu.

   "Of course, if he can prove his strength and be qualified to enter the library of my god-level gate, he can stay in the god-level gate."

   Obviously, Li Yifei was forcing Jing Yu to make a move.

  As a person in the real world, Lin Ye has experienced the Internet information age, and instantly heard the tricks in Li Yifei's words.

  Be able to prove your strength.

   So what counts as proof?

   Defeated the three brothers?

   Or do you want to defeat him, the young sect master?

   Or defeating him does not count, but also defeating others?

  Of course, Lin Ye believed that defeating Li Yifei would be enough, because the god-level sect still needs this face.

  It seems that Li Yifei is very confident in his own strength, and judging from his words, he has no intention of saving face for Shenyunmen at all.

  Jing Yu is the elder Keqing of Shenyun Sect, and he got the quota of God-level Sect from Shenyun Sect. If he is expelled by Li Yifei like this, Shenyun Sect will definitely lose face.

  This will inevitably affect the relationship between the god-level door and the Shenyun door.

   Such a big event, Li Yifei, a young master, can decide?

  Lin Ye had a judgment in his heart, and Jing Yu, who had been silent all this time, stopped Zhang Wujiu: "Brother Zhang, since it's for me, let me solve this matter."

"But…"

  Zhang Wujiu hesitated a little, Jing Yu's sword heart collapsed but he hasn't recovered yet.

   "Brother Zhang, don't forget, this is not Shenyunmen, let alone where I live."

Hearing Jing Yu's words, Zhang Wujiu realized immediately, that's right, this is not where Jing Yu lived in Canglan County. In Canglan County, he couldn't bear to destroy the people's crops. The few disciples in front of him were provocative, but this is a god-level sect, and it is the territory of a god-level sect within a hundred miles, so Jing Yu doesn't need to be scruples.

  Thinking about this, Zhang Wujiu retreated directly to the back. Under Jing Yu's Luoxue Sword, he had no choice but to run away, but Li Yifei and the others definitely wouldn't run away, and if they couldn't run away, the result was doomed.

   "It can't be used here, so it's better to change the place."

  Jing Yu looked at Li Yifei and said lightly, Li Yifei said in a deep voice: "Go to the martial arts field.",

  Practice martial arts field!

  It is the place where the god-level sect teaches martial arts to the disciples of the inner sect. On weekdays, there are also many disciples practicing martial arts in the martial arts field, which occupies a very large area.

  When Lin Ye arrived at the martial arts arena, many disciples who were in the martial arts arena came to watch after knowing what had happened, and many disciples even ran away to call their brothers to join in the fun.

  In their view, their young sect master will definitely not be defeated, and they also know the name of Jing Yu.

   This time, Jing Yu was defeated by the young sect master, and the young sect master will be famous in the entire Nanjiang state martial arts, and their status as a god-level martial arts holy place is even more unbreakable.

   Soon, a large group of disciples from the god-level sect gathered in the martial arts field, among which more than 20 deacons came.

   "Young sect master, I can deal with him."

  Yan Tong challenged Li Yifei, Li Yifei glanced at Jing Yu, but from Jing Yu's calm expression, he couldn't see any clues, finally nodded and said: "En."

It is also possible to let Yan Tong test Jing Yu's strength. As for the news from the disciples of the god-level sect, Li Yifei will not foolishly believe that those disciples are not even Jing Zhe, it is very likely that Jing Yu is hide clumsy.

  As the young sect master of the god-level sect, he will know information that ordinary disciples do not know.

  Five years ago, there was a snowfall in Henglan County. It was a very strange snowfall. At that time, some people in the rivers and lakes believed that it should be Jing Yu who came to challenge the suzerain of the Tibetan Sword Sect in Henglan County.

It's just that no one has seen Jing Yu's figure, and the Cangjian Sect has not responded to the outside world, and the lord of the Hidden Sword Sect is in the late stage of Awakening Zhes, many people in the world are absolutely impossible to be Jing Yu, no matter how talented Jing Yu is, it is impossible To challenge the master of the Tibetan Sword Sect in the late Jingzhe period, the snow was just a coincidence.

   But Li Yifei learned from the news network of the god-level sect that it was confirmed that Jing Yu had been to Henglan County, but he analyzed that Jing Yu should have challenged an elder of the Tibetan Sword Sect, and Jing Yu had lost.

Otherwise, according to Jing Yu's habit of challenging other swordsmen in the past, if he wins, it will be announced to the public, and the reason why there is no news about the hidden sword sect is because the elders of the hidden sword sect are a generation higher than Jing Yu in terms of seniority , Defeating a junior is not worth showing off.

  Li Yifei believed that his guess was correct.

  Since Jing Yu dared to challenge the elders of the Tibetan Sword Sect, he must have his own support, and it would be safest to let Yan Tong make a move first.

  However, what Li Yifei or everyone present did not expect was that Jing Yu still had a flat expression when facing Yan Tong's words, but he said something that caused an uproar in the scene.

   "You don't need to come one by one, let's go together, including you, the young sect master."

  Li Yifei's pupils shrank, and the disciples of the god-level sect on the scene seemed to be frying pans, and many of them even sprayed directly.

   "What the hell, ran to our god-level door to install it!"

   "Who does he think he is, he is the only one who needs us to take the initiative?"

   "I don't know, but I thought he was a martial artist!"

   Standing beside Jing Yu, Zhang Wujiu twitched the corner of his mouth. Although he had confidence in Jing Yu after he realized it, he also felt that Jing Yu was a bit overbearing.

   "Is... so arrogant?"

   "Even if you are not arrogant, some things cannot be stopped from happening."

  Lin Ye replied meaningfully to Zhang Wujiu, but at this moment Jing Yu moved.

  Amidst the scolding of the disciples of the god-level sect, under the fire-breathing eyes of Yan Tong and the others, and under Li Yifei's gloomy and ugly face, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed.

   A little cold light suddenly appeared!

  The noise of all the god-level disciples disappeared in an instant, because these disciples suddenly discovered at this moment that the temperature around them dropped, and it didn't drop a little.

  People who practice martial arts are like a furnace, especially the disciples of the god-level sect. Their martial arts are not bad. Even in the cold winter months, they wear thin clothes, but at this moment they feel the cold.

  Especially those disciples who have not been acquainted for a long time, they couldn't help shivering.

  Snowflakes floated in the sky, at first it was like drizzle, but after a few breaths, heavy snow fell.

   Zhang Wujiu looked at this scene with palpitations on his face. He knew what Yan Tong and the others were going to face next.

   "Sword cut!"

  Yan Tong also made a move. He came to challenge Jing Yu, and he did his homework in advance. The moment the snowflakes appeared, it meant that Jing Yu had already made a move.

  The long sword slashed through the air, heading towards Jing Yu like lightning, but the moment the sword light reached Jing Yu, Jing Yu's figure disappeared on the spot.

  Yan Tong narrowed his pupils and was about to retreat, but it was too late, a snowflake landed on his chest.

   Poof!

  Yan Tong's chest exploded, and the blood sprayed out instantly melted the snowflake, but a blood flower sprayed out, and then fell to the ground.

   Seeing this, Yan Tong's two juniors swung their swords at the same time. At this time, they would not consider the arrogance of Jing Yu's previous words, but since Jing Yu said to attack together, it is not shameless for them to strike.

  It's a pity that the same two snowflakes fell on the body, and the two of them were worse than Yan Tong. They just took a step, and their bodies fell to the ground.

  The god-level disciples in the entire Martial Arts Arena felt chills all over their bodies when they saw this scene, because they couldn't understand how the three brothers Yan Tong fell down, and they couldn't even see Jing Yu's figure.

  Lin Ye felt the same way when he saw the terrified expressions of the disciples of the god-level sect. For the first time, he felt that martial arts cultivation was no weaker than cultivation.

The martial arts arena was full of snow, and Li Yifei, who was in the middle of the heavy snow, was sinking like water at the moment, because he also didn't see how Jing Yu attacked, but as the young sect master, he also had his own pride, and his blood was radiating Underneath, the snowflakes all melted when they were three meters away from his body, and none of them could get close.

  He could see that Jing Yu's strange attack method was related to these snowflakes. As long as he didn't let the snowflakes get close, Jing Yu couldn't sneak attack on him.

  Although this kind of blood energy will consume his strength, he believes that Jing Yu will only consume more than him, and he can bear it.

  What Li Yifei didn't know was that the snowflakes centered on the martial arts field and spread towards the surroundings, until finally the entire mountain peak of the god-level gate was covered with snow.

  Nanyun Peak!

  The main peak of the god-level sect is also the residence of the head teacher of the god-level sect.

A fifty-year-old man reached out to catch a falling snowflake, then smiled and looked at the eagle-eyed middle-aged man in a fancy dress beside him, and said, "Elder Jing is a bit presumptuous, it's just a discussion, I'll reprimand him later. "

  The eagle-eyed man took a deep look at the person in front of him, and pointed to the teacup on the table after a while: "Master Ren, please drink tea."

   "The head of the sect is called so, and I dare not be called it in my life." Ren Pingsheng was very modest while holding tea.

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