Chapter 668: Yin Yang Jian Jue

Gong Fa Temple!
Ye Hao's waist card hanging true disciples came to the third floor unimpeded.
"senior."
The drunken old man in the corner opened his eyes after hearing the words.
"What are you kid doing here?"
"Fulfill the agreement."
"What promises to fulfill?"
"Seniors have forgotten your agreement with me three months ago?"
"Aren't you trying to tell you that you learned Ziyu Tiangong and painting the ground for prison?"
"Fortunately, it's not humiliating."
The old man stood up at once.
"Boy, are you sure?"
"Can I still lie to you?"
The old man gave Ye Hao a suspicious look, and then moved Ye Hao into a space with his mind, "You are now painting the ground as a prison."
Relative to Ziyu Tiangong's painting of the dungeon, the magical sect, there are also several successful cultivation practices.
Ye Hao Lingkong jumped his hands and carved textures in the air, and the moment the textures were formed turned into a prison cage, holding the old man in it.
"The painting ground is a prison." The old man shattered the painting ground arranged by Ye Hao as a prison.
The reason why this old man can shatter completely is because his cultivation is tyrannical.
"I didn't expect you to succeed in practice in just three months." The old man looked at Ye Hao's eyes with dignity, "I now believe that you have learned Ziyu Tiangong."
As Ye Hao practiced Ziyu Tiangong's mind, Ye Hao's body exuded a purple jade-like luster, and at the same time a mighty coercion spread from Ye Hao's body.
This coercion is more of a trend.
A shocking trend.
Faced with this potential, 10% of the strength can explode 60% of the same level.
In addition, when performing the Ziyu exercises, Ye Hao will invisibly improve the level of defense and attack.
This is the dominance of Ziyu Tiangong.
"You really succeeded in cultivation?" Even if the old man didn't practice successfully, Ziyu Tiangong does not mean that he doesn't have such eyesight.
This kind of fluctuation in Ye Hao has nothing more than Ziyu Tiangong.
"You kid." The old man's eyes were full of shock.
"Senior, can I go to the fourth floor now?" Ye Hao asked with a smile.
"Yes, who would be qualified if you are not qualified?" The old man grabbed Ye Hao's shoulder and laughed.
This old man is very excited.
He had a feeling that Ye Hao might lead Dongxian Hall to glory in the future.
How could he not support such a junior?
The exercises in the fourth layer are even rarer than the thousands in the third layer.
Ye Hao turned around and found that there were only more than thirty books.
"Senior, what is the strongest exercise here?"
"This is the strongest swordsmanship in the Dongxian Temple." The old man picked up a volume of ancient swordsmanship and handed it to Ye Haodao.
"Yin and Yang Jian Jue, the original sword tactics?" Ye Hao burst into his eyes when he saw these four words.
The five-element sword tactics are also the source sword tactics.
So Ye Hao is well aware of the power of the original swordsmanship.
"The original sword tactic is too powerful." The old man sighed, "There are not one thousand and eight hundred in Dongxian Temple to practice this sword tactic. Only Chu Jiaojiao really mastered the yin and yang sword tactics."
"Chu Jiaojiao?" Ye Hao stunned.
"Chu Jiaojiao is one of the nine true disciples of Dongxian Temple."
"What do you do?"
"Tianxian Peak."
"Oh."
"The disciples of the Nine Great True Legends are all spelled up with real strength and real swords. If you want to become a disciples of the Nine Great True Legends, you must at least have the Jade Wonderland."
"It seems that Chu Jiaojiao is the lowest among the nine disciples."
Ye Hao understood what the old man meant.
Chu Jiaojiao must have reached Jade Wonderland when his cultivation practice was promoted to Heavenly Wonderland. Therefore, he must at least reach Jade Wonderland if he wants to compete for the seats of the nine disciples.
"Oh, senior, can you lend me 30,000 merit?"
"Why?"
"Today I have a competition with Zhou Yan, and the bet is worth 30,000 merit." Ye Hao said with a smile. "Even if I knew I could win, would I have to take out the 30,000 merit value first?"
"Zhou Yan's kid is in the late Shangxian dynasty." Speaking of this, the old man remembered something. "But even if you really pass on the disciples, you are not your opponent at the same level. I can lend you 30,000 merits. Value, but are you going to give me some benefits?"
"It's still the old rules, worth three thousand merits."
"Here you are." The old man simply transferred Ye Hao's token for 30,000 merits.
After getting 30,000 merits, Ye Hao turned and left.
"Boy, you haven't paid the merits of the Yin-Yang sword skill yet?"
"How many?"
"Eight thousand."
"I'll pay when I come back." Ye Hao had 40,000 merit merits before, but he was almost squandered by Ye Hao. Now he can't even get 8,000 merit merits.
"Go." The old man waved at Ye Hao.
...
Seeing the time is up, even the three lilac girls are anxious.
"What's the situation with Ye Hao? Shouldn't you be tempted?" Lilac Probe glanced down into the distance.
"Ye Hao is not such a person." Ban Xia shook his head gently.
"how do you know?"
"Because when he faced Zhou Yan, his eyes were calm as usual, and he didn't even have the slightest fluctuations." Banxia looked at Lilac Road, "This shows that he never put Zhou Yan in his eyes."
"What is the qualification of a true fairy pinnacle not to take Zhou Yan in the late Shangxian period into his eyes?" Lilac pouted.
Lilac felt incredible.
And just then Ye Hao's figure finally appeared in the sight of everyone.
Within a few breaths, Ye Hao appeared opposite the life and death platform.
"I thought you didn't dare to come?" Zhou Yan looked at Ye Hao with a sneer.
"You're not enough," Ye Hao glanced at Zhou Yan.
"What did you say?" Zhou Yan was furious.
He didn't understand why Ye Hao dared to say such a stimulating thing?
Isn't he really worried about killing himself?
"What do you say so much nonsense?" Ye Hao said that he threw the waist card of his inner disciple to a deacon in charge of the ring.
The deacon checked it a bit, "Ye Hao's token has 35,000 merits."
Zhou Yan gave Ye Hao a surprised look.
But immediately threw his token to the deacon.
"Zhouyan's token has 30,000 merits."
"Really poor."
"Your uncle." Zhou Yan was completely irritated.
Zhou Yan didn't understand why a person who cultivated at a low level would dare to challenge himself again and again?
"On the stage of life and death, no matter life or death." Shen Deacon, the deacon in charge of the ring, said, "Do you have any objections?"
"No."
"No."
"Let's get started." As soon as the deacon's words fell into Zhou Yan's hands, the fairy sword turned into a flying hong.
Quick, almost to the extreme.
Most of the monks on the field could not see the trajectory of Zhou Yan's fairy sword.
Click!
This immortal sword penetrated Ye Hao's body at a time when it could not be tolerated, and the hegemonic power contained in the fairy sword even tore Ye Hao's body.
Some female disciples exclaimed as they watched the scene of Ye Hao turning into fragments.
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