Martial Godly Emperor

Powerful auras overflowed from their bodies, causing violent gales to arise on the arena in an instant.    

"Meng Yu, I heard that you and Su Yuyan are very close?" Jiao Wuhen asked.    

"This is between Yaner and me. You don't need to worry about it." Meng Yu replied coldly.    

Jiao Wuhen pointed his sword at Meng Yu, the tip of the sword trembling.    

"Before meeting you, Yaner and I were very good when we were young. Sometimes, she would call me Brother Wuhen." Jiao Wuhen had a nostalgic look in his eyes, but his expression was indifferent.    

"According to the rumors in the sect, you cultivated some Combined Cultivation Arts, which made her have a good impression of you. You are so despicable. "    

Meng Yu looked at Jiao Wuhen and said, "Don't you have too much nonsense to say?"    

Jiao Wuhen still said, "I said all of this just to tell you one thing. If I win, Su Yuyan will belong to me."    

"Only a strong man is worthy of Su Yuyan's beauty and identity as the young lady of the sect."    

"And you, Meng Yu, a Pauper from a small family. You don't have money, power, and strength. You don't even deserve to talk to a girl like Su Yuyan!"    

As he spoke, his sword spilled out a lot of light and fell to the ground.    

Meng Yu watched vigilantly as a Red Flame appeared in his chest, in case something unexpected happened. He retorted, "Then what are you? A bootlicker who only knows how to kneel and lick the experts of the sect?"    

"How many benefits did Ding Kang give you to ask you to pull Sect Master off the horse?"    

"Hahahaha..." Jiao Wuhen looked up at the sky and laughed. "Ding Kang, what is that thing? Does it deserve me to flatter him?"    

This person was arrogant and unruly!    

" Even your master doesn't recognize him? " Meng Yu frowned.    

He was truly arrogant!    

"If I tell you my identity, I'm afraid I'll scare you to death!" Jiao Wuhen said.    

Meng Yu said with a "uh" sound, "could it be that you were born from a pig or a dog?"    

"If that's the case, it's really a little scary."    

When Jiao Wuhen heard this, his cold face suddenly showed anger, "Meng Yu, you will pay the price for what you said."    

"If I win this battle, Su Yuyan will definitely become my woman!"    

"As for you, you have no other choice but to die and feed the dogs."    

As he spoke, Jiao Wuhen took a step forward and rushed towards Meng Yu with his sword in hand.    

Meng Yu looked at Jiao Wuhen's fierce and fierce aura, and a serious look appeared in his eyes.    

He held the Giant Iron Sword in his left hand and the Blue Snake Sword in his right hand.    

He also summoned the Ice Kylin Martial Soul, and it hovered above his head.    

He refused to believe that these methods would not be able to defeat Jiao Wuhen.    

Just as the two of them were about to fight...    

Behind Main Platform, two figures had already appeared at the entrance of Juyi Hall.    

It was a red-dressed Old Woman and a white-haired old man.    

The two of them stood side by side and looked at the fighting stage in Main Platform.    

"Look at this battle. Hen Er's strength has increased really quickly."    

The red-clothed Old Woman said.    

She was already around fifty to sixty years old, but there were very few wrinkles on her. At this moment, there was a red flower stuck in her head, giving off a somewhat aged and charming feeling.    

"That's right. Although I have some prejudice against that Mingxuan kid, I have to say, the plan that Mingxuan proposed a year ago to train elite disciples... It was correct. The sect had paid a huge price for this, but looking at the past six months... These disciples' cultivation speed has clearly increased by a lot, and I am also delighted. Those core disciples who are ranked at the front are even qualified to be elders of the sect. "    

The old man stroked his goatee and lightly laughed.    

"Besides Hen'er, that Ouyang Tushan, Xilan, and the defeated Fu Wenjian and Zhou Tianqiang are not bad."    

Old Woman commented.    

"How's that Meng Yu kid on your stand?" She asked the old man.    

The white-haired old man shook his head and said, "This kid called Meng Yu has been in the limelight recently. His strength has also increased rapidly, but in terms of strength... Hen Er is only slightly weaker than Ouyang Tushan and Xilan. This Meng Yu won't be a match for Hen Er."    

" Furthermore, Hen Er's Martial Soul is so powerful. If he were to fight Ouyang Tushan, I wonder who would be the winner. "    

" Meng Yu, this brat, it's already considered pretty good if he can last more than thirty moves. "    

The red-clothed Old Woman smiled and said, "Does that mean that Hen Er has the ability to fight Ouyang Tushan and obtain the Position of Young Sect Master?"    

"Ouyang Tushan's disciple's talent is really heaven defying. His current strength can be said to have been obtained through his own advancement. At this moment, he was also fighting against Lin Ying, who was the weakest in the competition, which made it convenient for him to participate in the competition. If Hen Er wanted to defeat him, it would depend on whether he could defeat Meng Yu as soon as possible. I have reduced my consumption."    

"These are all alright. It's the Chu Family who brought many sects here. I don't know what their intention is." The old man sighed and said.    

As the two of them were talking about this...    

At the top floor of Elemental Qi Tower, a man in blue stood there with his hands behind his back. There was a pair of bright eyes on his knife-like face as he looked at the two figures on the stage. That imposing manner of looking down on the world was admirable.    

"Old brother Sima, that kid Meng Yu, can he win against that kid named Pride?"    

The one who spoke was Elder Nongqin, Zhao Nan, who was guarding the Scripture Pavilion.    

The man in blue shook his head, "Not necessarily."    

Zhao Nan was a little depressed when he heard that. "Actually, this time, I don't think Meng Yu will win either. It is also difficult for my family's eldest daughter to defeat Ning Xilan."    

"Could it be that this competition for the position of young sect master will fall on the empty seat of eldest miss Su?"    

The man in blue did not answer directly but changed the topic, "Last night, when I looked at the stars, I saw a bloody light on the main star. After that, I used my turtle shell to make a divination. It was a divination, and it was very fierce."    

"Brother Sima, do you mean that the Position of Young Sect Master is going to fall into the hands of that old fool, Prideful Dao, today? Does that mean that it will definitely fall into the hands of Jiao Wuhen, Ouyang Tushan, or Ning Xilan?"    

The man in blue smiled and said, "It would be fine if it fell into Ning Xilan's hands, but this child has a knot in his heart. I have some opinions about Qin Changhe. If I go out and persuade him, she should be able to remain neutral. She is afraid that the Position of Young Sect Master will fall into Jiao Wuhen and Ouyang Tushan's hands. "    

Then, he restrained his smile." But I don't really care about these things. After all, it was a matter of the sect. What worries me is that today, a group of enemies is waiting for me, and it seems like there are many enemies waiting for me outside. Our Condensing Element Sect's fate is unknown."    

When Zhao Nan heard this, a solemn expression appeared on his face.    

As these people spoke, they didn't mention Ding Kang and Yu Qianjue's names at all.    

In the eyes of the old couple, Ding and Yu were merely their chess pieces.    

The old man, Old Woman, and this blue-clothed man were the three supreme elders of Condensing Element Sect. They were all late Condensing Reality Stage cultivators.    

The man in blue was called Sima Chunqiu.    

The old man's name was Ao Xiangdao, and he was the dao companion of Old Woman, He Xiaolan.    

Jiao Wuhen was the son of these two.    

No wonder he said something about Ding Kang just now. It turned out that he had a powerful backer.    

The proud couple wanted to help their son ascend the throne. In addition, they were somewhat dissatisfied with Su Mingxuan, so they used the two chess pieces Ding and Yu.    

In the sect, there were only a few core disciples who had seen these three Grand Elders.    

"Meng Yu, retreat at once!"    

At this moment.    

Su Mingxuan, who was watching the battle on the arena, saw Jiao Wuhen rushing towards Meng Yu and said in his heart.    

When Meng Yu saw his opponent charging towards him, he vaguely felt that something was wrong and quickly retreated.    

"You want to leave? It's too late!"    

A cold smile appeared on Jiao Wuhen's face.    

Meng Yu retreated two to three steps and immediately felt an extremely strong suction force on the arena suck him in!    

After a tenth of a breath's time, the ground trembled. Suddenly, a large hand formed from yellow soil appeared and grabbed his right foot.