Chapter: 1574
The tomb boy is about to collapse,
Ciao, where did that bastard Li Yimo invite such a strong helper?
There is a god of war in his people, but he is vulnerable in front of the other party!
Could this person have become a king!
Seeing the lone wolf getting closer and closer,
The tomb boy screamed in horror: "You...don't come here."
I am the son of the ancient tomb sect, and my father is the head of the ancient tomb sect. If you dare to touch my hair, my father will never spare you lightly.
Lone Wolf: "It's a coincidence, I'm just about to settle accounts with your father."
He flew out a slap and hit the old tomb master in the face.
The tomb son flew out backwards. After landing, there was no movement and he fainted.
The lone wolf's fierce eyes looked at the group of black suits again.
The group of black suits shivered immediately.
This delusion left a deep psychological shadow on them.
Lone Wolf said: "Go back and tell your head, I will wait for him at the martial arts test site."
If he doesn't come, I will abolish his son.
Yes Yes!
The black suits scattered.
After getting in the car and making sure it's safe,
The group of black suits clamored again.
Wait, my Tomb Sect will never spare you.
I advise you to let my young master go, otherwise you will be better off dead.
Li Yimo, if you dare to find someone to plot against us, you will be punished by the Nine Clan.
The lone wolf pretended to catch up, and the group of black suits fled immediately.
A bunch of cowards. Lone Wolf scolded disdainfully, and then threw the unconscious old tomb boy into the trunk of the car.
They continued to head towards the martial artist unified examination site.
Li Yimo said worriedly: "Mr. Ye, you may not know something."
The head of the ancient tomb sect is old and has a son, and he is very fond of this son. It is not an exaggeration to say that if you put it in your mouth, it will melt, and if you hold it in your hand, you will lose it.
Now that we have hit his son heavily, the head of the ancient tomb sect may do his best to deal with us.
Let's...hey, why don't we let him go.
Ye Wudao smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I have my own measure."
He didn't go on to explain that he was a god.
Anyway, even if he said it, Li Yimo didn't believe it.
Waiting for the martial artist unified examination site,
You will prove yourself.
It didn't take long for them to arrive at their destination.
The martial artist's unified examination room is a natural woodland with a wide area, and the end of it cannot be seen at a glance.
The registration office at the outermost periphery was already crowded with onlookers.
Most of the onlookers are social warriors.
There are also some young warriors who should have participated in the martial arts exam, but were disqualified from the competition by the four major sects.
They looked at the examination room, full of longing and yearning,
However, there are four major sects, and they may not be able to step into the examination room in this life.
near the registration office,
There is a dedicated rest room.
In the rest room, sitting today's invigilator.
This year's invigilator, as usual, is the head of the four ancient martial arts schools.
The four of them were dressed in ancient costumes, immortal and dignified.
The exam is about to start,
The four invigilators, that is, the heads of the four major sects, walked out of the rest room.
The audience immediately cast envious or angry glances at them.
The envy is that they are the leaders in the martial arts world, and they are in charge of the martial arts unified examination. They are the dragon and the phoenix among the people.
Anger is that this group of people manipulated the martial arts exam, causing many candidates from poor families to be unable to participate in the martial arts unified exam, and hurting the future of many people.
The person responsible for registration this time is the biscuits.
The biscuits were originally from the tomb pie.
However, since he established that Ye Wudao is a "fairy god", he has been loyal to Ye Wudao in his heart. JrNovels.com