Mysterious God-level Scan

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Ye Zi Cang listened to the familiar cold female voice that he suddenly remembered, and his face froze.

"Mission? How about success, and what is the punishment for failure?"

"There is no reward for failure, no punishment, and there is reward for success."

Listen to the voice in your head.

Ye Zicang's brows were frivolous.

Hey, this system allows me to beat the weak, and there are rewards?I like

A thief smirk appeared on his delicate little face.

The next moment, Ye Zicang walked forward.

Originally standing on the edge, no one found Ye Ye Cang.

But when Ye Ye Cang appeared, looking at Ye Ye Cang's unfamiliar appearance, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Who is that? Why haven't I seen it?"

The disciples of the Yan clan looked at Ye Zicang, who was passing by, and looked stunned for a moment.

At the same moment, Ye Zicang was also noticed in the martial arts square.

There are many groups of people on it, which are somewhat similar to the existence of small groups.

The biggest of them is a man dressed in a white robe, with a handsome face and a warm smile on his face.

And a woman, wearing a pale red dress, her face was hidden by a veil, but even so, the outline revealed through the veil is also beautiful and moving, and there is not the slightest in those bright eyes. waves.

These two were the elite disciples headed by Yan Xuan and the female disciple group headed by Yan Zi.

With the arrival of Ye Cang, it also attracted the attention of Yan Xuan and Yan Zi.

"Is he the disciple of Yanba's ancestor?"

Yan Xuan faced surprise and said softly.

And Yan Zi's Qiuyuehao stared at Ye Zicang, as if to see something.

"Someone is willing to discuss with me."

Ye Zicang felt the gazes of everyone in the square and said with a lazy smile.

As Ye Ye Cang's voice fell, all the disciples of the Yan Clan were startled.

Learn from each other?Doesn't it mean that the disciples of the ancestors have no cultivation base?

"Are you the old ancestor's disciple Ye Ye Cang?"

Yan Xuan walked over with a friendly smile on his face.

Hearing Yan Xuan's words, Ye Zicang nodded.

哗

Ye Zicang nodded, causing an uproar around him.

It is really the disciple of the ancestor, that mysterious Ye Cang.

"Could it be that the elders are wrong, do you have a cultivation base?"

Yan Xuan was slightly startled, his eyes kept scanning Ye Zi Cang, trying to see through what kind of cultivation Ye Ye Cang was.

However, he was disappointed, and he couldn't find out Ye Ye Cang's cultivation, just like Ye Ye Cang was an ordinary person.

"Just try it out, whoever of you will go first, let me see if the Yan clan is strong."

Ye Ye's dark eyes scanned the crowd.

Seeing this, everyone around looked at each other in dismay.

In an instant, a touch of excitement appeared in the eyes of the Yan clan disciples.

They have long wanted to see how far the people from the upper realm are from them. The eight ancient clans have inherited their pride so far, and they want to know the gap between themselves and the upper realm! !

"I'll come first."

A burly, dark-skinned youth from the Yan clan with the peak of the Spirit Emperor stepped out, stomped the ground and floated in the air and fell into the arena where Ye Ye Cang was in an arc.

At this moment, Ye Ye Cang was already standing on a certain competition arena.

"start!"

When the elder in charge of the competition field saw Ye Cang's arrival, he had already fallen to the side of the competition field and acted as the referee.

嘭

I haven't waited for the Yan clan boy to start his move.

That burly body turned into a parabola and flew out.

No one saw how he flew out.

The only thing I saw was Ye Zi Cangkong waved his hand, and the Yan clan boy flew up.