Chapter 298: Nine Passes, Open!

Not long after sitting down in the box on the second floor, Ye Wushuang's eyes suddenly flickered.

He stood up and said to the two of them: "You guys wait here and ask for new news. I have something to go out."

Yang Qing'er and Meng Fan looked bewildered, they didn't know Ye Wushuang's plan, they nodded and said, "Brother Ye, be careful."

"I'll be back soon." Ye Wushuang got up and left, and soon appeared on the street. After a little sense of consciousness, he ran towards an alley.

At the end of the alley is a courtyard, and Ye Wushuang walked into it.

Whoosh whoosh!

A series of black shadows flickered at the gate of the courtyard, and the gate was also closed.

"Master!"

When Ye Wushuang came to the center of the courtyard, Feng Jue, Xiang Tianxiao and Su Mu appeared in front of him.

Today's Feng Jue has broken through the fourth level of Lingquan, Xiang Tianxiao has also broken through the first level of Lingquan, and Su Mu is close to the peak of the ninth level of true energy.

Seeing this, Ye Wushuang was also satisfied, this was his team.

In addition to the three of them, countless masked shadows also came from all sides of the courtyard.

Xiang Tian smiled and said: "Pavilion Master, this is a part of the members of Lingxiao Pavilion."

"Master!"

These people knelt on one knee and bowed together.

Ye Wushuang looked at them, and all of these people's cultivation was above the sixth level of true energy. It seemed that Xiang Tianxiao and the others had put a lot of effort into provoking others.

After a while, Ye Wushuang shouted: "Get up."

"Yes, Pavilion Master."

Everyone stood up, and they were also looking at Ye Wushuang. They had already heard about the name of the killing god in white.

It's just that I didn't expect that this killing god would establish the Lingxiao Pavilion and become their pavilion master!

Feng Jue stepped forward and said: "Pavilion Master, we have already prepared for the battle of the barbarian gods."

Hearing this, Ye Wushuang said: "This time the barbarian god battle is different than before. You and Xiang Tianxiao will choose ten people to participate, and Su Mu will be in charge of the rest of the Ling Xiao Pavilion."

Feng Jue, Xiang Tianxiao and Su Mu responded, "Understood!"

After arranging some things, Ye Wushuang left the courtyard and returned to Youkelai Restaurant, and it was already night when he took Yang Qing'er and Meng Fan back.

After inquiring about the news, I told other people. After learning about the terrifying strength of other forces, everyone chose to practice in seclusion.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

When the first ray of morning light drove away the darkness and pierced through the clouds, Manwang City ushered in the most boiling moment, full of excitement everywhere.

One after another silhouettes gathered under the barbarian battle ring, each with a passionate expression on their faces.

For the barbarian gods to fight, not only can they get the treasure of chance, but they can also become famous in the eyes of everyone. This is such an exciting thing for a group of outstanding young people.

In the courtyard where the ancient spirit sect was located, everyone also woke up early, with vigor and vitality emerging from their resolute faces.

Ye Wushuang was dressed in a neat white dress, with a handsome face, a tall and straight body, and a pair of bright black eyes, as deep and bright as the sea of ​​stars.

Pushing open the door, nine people including Di Qingxue, Yang Qinger, Ye Rou, Qian Ling, Meng Fan and Cheng Tao were waiting outside.

They looked at Ye Wushuang, a little lost.

Although Ye Wushuang is not the kind of handsome and scumbag person, he has a special temperament that makes people feel comfortable.

"let's go."

Ye Wushuang smiled at several people, and walked away from the big square, Di Qingxue followed, envious of many people.

Not long after, the ten people came to the bottom of the Barbarian Battle Arena, which was already three floors in and three floors out, and most of them were people from other forces.

On the side of the ancient spirit sect, the crowd was also crowded, there were huge crowds of people, some followed to watch the fun, and some disciples participated in the battle.

When the ten people from Ye Wushuang arrived, the crowd took the initiative to tear out a hole to make way for a passage, and watched the ten people walking with their eyes.

They will fight for themselves and for the sect!

The disciples of the Ancient Spirit Sect cheered one by one, as if welcoming their own heroes, their adoring eyes made everyone feel passionate!

Passing through the crowd, ten people came to the front.

Nangong Liuyun, Elder Xingchen and the four guardian elders stood in front.

Mo Wentian and Ye Qianmo have a team of ten people!

Yunxiao and Jian Bufan have a team of ten!

They stood neatly behind them with awe-inspiring expressions!

Sensing someone coming from behind, they all turned their heads and looked over.

"Sorry for being late!"

Ye Wushuang smiled faintly, and walked side by side with Di Qingxue, all dressed in white clothes better than snow, which made all the disciples slightly amazed, and their eyes lit up when they suddenly discovered something.

It feels like the two are a match made in heaven!

Yun Xiao and Jian Bufan smiled at Ye Wushuang, it wasn't that Ye Wushuang came late, but everyone came before dawn.

As for Mo Wentian, looking at Ye Wushuang and Di Qingxue, the corners of his eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of sharpness.

Nangong Liuyun and several elders turned around and looked at the disciples of the Ancient Spirit Sect.

Immediately, the originally cheering crowd became solemn, and the boiling atmosphere also got a little quiet at this moment.

"Disciples of the Ancient Lingzong, today the nine gates are opened. Thirty of them will step into it on behalf of our Ancient Lingzong, win glory for our Ancient Lingzong, defend the pride of our Ancient Lingzong, and protect our Ancient Lingzong. And fight."

"They are the pride of our Ancient Spirit Sect. Regardless of success or failure, whether we win or lose, they are our heroes. I hope everyone will bless them."

Looking at the group of energetic disciples, Nangong Liuyun shouted loudly, his thick and vigorous voice rang in the ears of every disciple of the Ancient Spirit Sect.

At this moment, all the disciples of the ancient spirit sect were full of enthusiasm. Looking at the thirty figures in front of them, their faces flushed and they shouted.

It is indeed a very honorable thing to fight for the sect with the attention of all the people. Everyone wishes that they are the strongest disciple and can get such an honor.

They all bowed down and blessed silently, keeping the top ten and winning glory for the sect!

Ye Wushuang, Di Qingxue, Mo Wentian, Yunxiao and the others all bowed their heads, why aren't they excited!

Nangong Liuyun and several elders looked at each other and smiled, "Now everyone is going to enter the Nine Levels Pass!"

It was said that the thirty people were divided into three teams, standing behind Ye Wushuang, Mo Wentian and Yunxiao respectively, watching the barbarian battle ring below.

Below the floating battle ring, there are nine huge passages, which are the entrances to the Nine Passes. As long as you step into it, you can enter the Nine Passes, and finally step on the upper battle ring.

"Go in!" Nangong Liuyun shouted.

Hearing this, Jian Bufan glanced at Ye Wushuang and said, "Ye Wushuang, we're going ahead, I hope we'll meet each other in the final battle!"

After all, Jian Bufan, Yun Xiao, Qiu Mo and others entered a passage first.

Following that, Mo Wentian also glanced at Ye Wushuang and the others, and followed closely behind.

Elder Xingchen walked towards Ye Wushuang, and once again instructed: "Xiao Shuang, be more careful!"

"Master, I will." Ye Wushuang replied solemnly.

Immediately, he said to the people behind him, "Let's go too."

When Ye Wushuang drank, Di Qingxue, Ye Rou and the others looked frozen, and rushed into a passage, and all the disciples who stayed in the same place pulled their fists, shouting and cheering.

Nangong Liuyun also stared solemnly, "I hope there will be your figures in the final battle. Whether we can save the first ten lives can only depend on you."