Ye Yan was content, but a strong sense of exhaustion struck him, making him just want to take a deep sleep.

I haven't slept for ten days!

The ninth-order mortal is full of blood and amazing vitality, but after all, he is not an immortal, and he still suffers from birth, old age, sickness and death, so he will also feel tired.

Drowsiness struck, he simply sat down and fell asleep.

After an unknown time, he heard someone whispering beside him.

"...Senior brother, this is not good, Senior Sister Yang will be angry if she finds out!" said a female voice.

"Junior Sister Yang and I are just an ordinary relationship, and we are sincere to you. Can't you see that?" A man's voice followed.

"Really?" The woman was full of surprises.

"Of course it's true." The man affirmed.

Then came the creaking sound, as if kissing.

Ye Yan coughed and sat up straight.

"Someone!" The man and woman were so frightened that they separated immediately, only to see a person sitting four feet away!

So close, how could they not find it?

—— Ye Yan naturally opened his own world when he fell asleep. How could he not be on guard when he was alone outside?

These two were only ninth-order mortals, and it was impossible for them to see through their own world. Therefore, it was not until Ye Yan took the initiative to put away his own world that he finally saw him.

"You—" Looking at Ye Yan, the man couldn't help showing endless murderous aura.

He stepped on two boats, while seducing the woman beside him, and lingering with "Junior Sister Yang" at the same time, but he was very skillful and could handle it with ease.

But if someone broke the "adultery", once the other party said it...the two women would turn against him.

Therefore, the first thought that came to his mind was to kill someone.

This person is very unfamiliar, and he should have come to participate in the Fairy Fate Conference.

It's okay for this kind of people to die, and they are not the official disciples of the Qing Xianzong, and no one cares.

Thinking of this, he suddenly broke out with murderous intent, a long sword was already in his hand, and he slashed towards Ye Yan.

Boom, a flamingo shot out, flapping its wings and dancing.

Tsk tsk, is this going to kill someone?

Ye Yan shook his head, is it the Qing Xianzong, or is it the whole immortal world, only focusing on supernatural powers and not fighting skills?

The enemy only knows how to open the distance and bombard the spell. Once they are approached, they will be extremely passive, almost equal to defeat.

It's not that he thinks the spell is bad, but that it's too obscure. It takes one leg to have supernatural powers, one leg to fight, and two legs to walk together in order to stand firm and walk fast.

His feet moved like the wind and lightning, bypassing the firebird directly, and cutting to the man's front.

The man turned pale in shock, stepped down quickly, and stepped back.

Ye Yan shook his head: "I only care about myself running, and my girlfriend doesn't care?"

fickle!

He moved again, chasing after the man, punching him in the face.

The man retreated again and again, but the fist never left his nose, causing him to sweat coldly, but all the magical powers were too late to perform, and the only thing that could be done was to continue retreating.

He retreated to the square, only to see Ye Yan smiled, and a terrifying storm of mana suddenly erupted from his fist, blasting him out at once.

Coincidentally, a bunch of people happened to be behind him, and they hit him like cannonballs.

Bang, the man fell to the ground and wanted to raise his head, but he couldn't lift it up, so he fainted.

At this time, it could be clearly seen that he was not the only one lying on the ground, there were several others, and a young man stood in the crowd with a look of contempt.

The man rushed in like this, as if he was provocative, and as if he was giving a gauntlet, the teenagers in the crowd immediately looked in the direction of Ye Yan.

Shuh, everyone turned their heads in unison, and their eyes fell on Ye Yan.

"Are you provoking me?" The boy showed a frenzy. "Haha, someone dares to provoke me! Yes, yes, come and see how I knock you down!"

The onlookers couldn't help but get excited and cheered Ye Yan on.

"This person is challenging here and has lost more than ten people in a row."

"The strength is stronger, but he is too arrogant, and his mouth is full of stinks."

"This brother, look at you!"

"Down with him and teach him a lesson!"

"Hey, don't beat me!"

"That would be a shame."

But there are also people who speak sarcastic words and attack the enthusiasm of everyone.

"Yes, this guy is Zhou Yucheng from Cold Wind Academy. Although he is only over three hundred years old, his mana is somehow terrifying. He has already defeated many people, but his mana is still endless."

"His magical powers are also very powerful and have a wide range. He defeated so many people just now, using nine kinds of magical powers, and they spanned the four attributes of earth, water, wind and fire."

"This means that his spells are difficult to target and can be adjusted according to different opponents and different magical powers, and there will be no restraint."

The young Zhou Yucheng strode over. He looked only eighteen or nineteen years old, but he was already over three hundred years old. However, because the lifespan of a ninth-order mortal is as high as ten thousand years, he has always spent it in cultivation, so no matter what. Physically or mentally, he is no different from a teenager.

He had some expectations: "These guys are too useless. After I knocked down a few, they didn't dare to fight against me. You are very good, at least your courage is commendable!"

Ye Yan smiled: "You misunderstood, I just happened to beat this person away, not to challenge you."

Zhou Yucheng raised his eyebrows: "Just when you said you were brave, you acted like a tortoise?"

This boy's mouth really sucks!

Ye Yan shook his head: "Since you insist on beating up, I will do it for you!"

"You really suck!" Zhou Yucheng commented.

So are you!

Everyone said in their hearts, belly slander.

However, Ye Yan's challenge should be a fierce battle.

Zhou Yucheng stopped ten feet in front of Ye Yan. For a ninth-order mortal, this distance was the best attack range, and he could attack and defend.

Ye Yan hooked his fingers: "Come on!"

Zhou Yucheng was furious, are you showing a gesture of pointing at me?

Too arrogant!

He roared loudly, spit out a black gas from his mouth, and rolled towards Ye Yan.

The speed of the black air was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Ye Yan, and saw a jet-black sword shot out of the black air, hitting Ye Yan's eyebrows silently.

This is the real killer move.

When ordinary people encounter this move, they will definitely attack early to push back the black qi, but this is exactly what Zhou Yucheng has in mind. The black qi is just a smoke bomb. If you spend your strength to disperse it, you will naturally be unable to stop the real killer move. .

Everyone gasped in unison, asking themselves, if they encountered this trick, how would they resolve it?

Thinking of this, they were all in a cold sweat.

No solution!