1124: C1124 You where are you now?

C1124 You where are you now?

The meaning of Jian Ying's words was very clear. First he would fight with him, and then he would fight with Kong Yue.

These words were obviously spoken in the name of the disciples of Sabre Sword Palace.

Kong Yue and the experts of the Nine Immortals Palace all had extremely ugly expressions. Kong Yue looked at Jian Ying coldly and said: "I admit that your talent is not bad, but Nine Domains List is ranked last, and has a low realm. How could you be a match for Zhan Fengyang?

Many people were speechless. What Kong Yue said was not wrong, they were separated by three realms and their opponent was also a Heaven's Pride from the Divine Palace. How could they continue fighting?

There would be no difference between fighting first and fighting after that.

"What did you say?" Fu Yunjing's expression flashed with a sharp glint, and his eyes looked at Kong Yue as if he was about to explode.

"Senior apprentice-brother." Jian Ying looked at Fu Yunjing, and then looked at Jian Ying, and said: "Whether or not there is any meaning is not something you should be evaluating us, this is my request, even if I were to lose, I am convinced of it."

Kong Yue's body violently trembled, his gaze became extremely sharp and said: "Fine, I'll let you fight first!"

At this moment, the hearts of the vast majority of the people were in turmoil, and their eyes were filled with shock. Jian Ying said that this was his request, and regardless of the outcome, he was willing to do so.

They all vaguely understood why Jian Ying was doing this.

Thinking about it, he had already expected himself to lose to Zhan Fengyang, but he still wanted to fight. He wanted to fight with Zhan Fengyang at his strongest, and only by doing this would he know how big of a gap there was between them.

"Is this the Divine Palace disciple?" Many young men murmured. Staring at the figure that was as straight as a sword, they couldn't help but feel admiration in their hearts. Such an understanding yet stubborn heart was something that the vast majority of them couldn't achieve.

Zhan Fengyang walked forward indifferently, and arrived in front of the Void central region one step at a time, appearing in front of countless people.

At this moment, he had become the focus of everyone's attention.

Hua Shiyan also stared at Zhan Fengyang with her beautiful eyes. Although she didn't like this man she wanted to marry at all, she had no choice but to admit that he was really, extremely outstanding.

However, this kind of man wasn't what she wanted.

Jian Ying also looked at Zhan Fengyang and a faintly discernible Sword Intent floated out from his body, enveloping the space above him.

"Let's begin." Jian Ying spat out a voice, as though he was prepared.

"Although you have your own goals, in my opinion, this pursuit is a bit laughable. Whether it's when fighting against someone at peak strength or when I have already fought a battle, you will feel powerless." Zhan Fengyang calmly opened his mouth and said: "So, what you said just now, really does not hold much meaning."

Zhan Fengyang's status and background were not the least bit inferior to Jian Ying's, so he did not need to leave any face for Jian Ying.

Today was his wedding, so he was the main character. But the words Jian Ying said earlier had the faint intent of seizing his limelight, he was very unhappy.

Therefore, he would now fight with all his might.

After Jian Ying heard this, his gaze froze for a moment. Then, he nodded his head and said: "If you are angry, then let's fight."

As his voice fell, he took a few steps forward consecutively. At the same time, he stretched out his hand, and the surrounding Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth madly rose up, transforming into a sword made out of spirit energy.

"What a strong control over spiritual energy!" Everyone's heart trembled as they stared straight at the Spirit Qi sword in Jian Ying's hand. It was not difficult for one to turn the Spirit Qi into a sword, but to be able to fuse multiple laws into the Sword Qi at the same time was not something an ordinary person could do.

"Barren Domain Large Competition, Jian Ying is one of the top eight contestants in the second stage. Someone said.

"An insignificant skill." Zhan Fengyang said indifferently, for the Spirit Qi to turn into a sword, was it very difficult?

He raised his palm, and the space around it solidified, as if there was some kind of magical power there. The spirit energy condensed together, transforming into a purple long sword.

Even though they were extremely far away, the spectators could still feel the fluctuations radiating from the violet sword. Their hearts couldn't help but tremble.

Monarch Wanhua watched the entire scene calmly, not a single ripple in his heart. He was very clear about the strength of his disciple, even if Jian Ying was Gu Mo's disciple.

Without any warning, Jian Ying and her figure disappeared from the spot, after that, a burst of intense fluctuations spread out in the middle of the air, as though there was a violent tremor, two blurry figures could vaguely be seen flashing crazily inside, with extreme speed, as though two sword lights were fighting.

"This …" The breathing of countless people halted, their hearts stopped beating as they stared dumbfoundedly at the scene in the air.

The difference of three realms, he could actually fight to this extent?

At this time, the gaze of Kong Yue, Qi Jin-ge, Cang Ao and the rest had turned serious as they watched the battle attentively.

Jian Ying's strength had somewhat exceeded their imagination.

As the resplendent glow of the sword blossomed, countless terrifying Sword Qi s appeared above them. The two types of sword attacks continuously clashed, one extremely sharp, with the desire to tear apart everything, while the other was ever-changing and mysterious. In an instant, the entire space had been turned into ruins, inch by inch, with hundreds of thousands of holes in it.

"Grandfather, how's Jian Ying's strength?" She was at the second level of the Origin Emperor, and could only see that Zhan Fengyang had suppressed Jian Ying, but could not see through Jian Ying's true talent.

The Thousand Transformation Emperor stared at the void and was silent for a moment. Then, he slowly said, "That is true. If we were of the same cultivation level, we might not be that much inferior to Feng Yang."

He originally thought that Zhan Fengyang would easily crush his opponent, but he didn't expect that under the enormous disparity between their realms, Jian Ying was actually able to struggle free and even release his own light aura. This moved him a little, as Gu Mo had actually accepted a pretty good disciple this time.

He should have thought of this long ago. With Gu Mo's eyesight, how could he accept ordinary people as his disciples?

Suddenly, a sharp sound rang out as the two streams of sword light clashed against each other once again before exploding apart. It was as though an invisible sharp blade was slicing through the void, directly slicing that space in half.

"Cough, cough." A light cough came out, countless eyes looked in one direction, Jian Ying's figure was there, no longer as straight as a sword, she was slightly bowing, her face as white as paper.

Even though he was trying his best to keep himself upright, anyone with a discerning eye would be able to tell that he was severely injured and had lost all ability to fight.

"Junior brother!" Fu Yunjing's figure flashed, and he arrived beside Jian Ying. Jian Ying waved his hand at him, and said in a weak voice: "I'm fine."

Zhan Fengyang's figure slowly descended with a face full of indifference. His white robes swayed slightly, exuding a feeling of transcendence.

From start to finish, he appeared incomparably elegant and calm. To him, this battle didn't seem like much at all.

"To be able to fight me to this extent, your strength is indeed not bad." Zhan Fengyang looked at the figure in front of him and spoke, "But I will still not take back what I said before.

"You …" Fu Yunjing looked at Zhan Fengyang with an ice-cold gaze.

Jian Ying slowly raised his head, a trace of firm conviction in his eyes as he said: "I will also not take back my previous words. Within a year, I will find another opportunity to fight you."

Hearing this, the corner of Zhan Fengyang's mouth raised slightly, and playfully said: "I don't care, since you are willing to fight, I don't mind defeating you again."

The gazes of the crowd froze. This guy was truly proud.

There was no harm in fighting again. He didn't mind being defeated once more.

Jian Ying had his own pride, so too did Zhan Fengyang.

Jian Ying did not speak further, and said: "Let's go."

"Humph!" Fu Yunjing snorted, then supported Jian Ying's body and retreated.

Just as Jian Ying and the disciples of the Sabre Sword Palace were about to leave, Zhang Zheng's voice rang out: "Little friend, please halt. It is not too late to leave after watching the rest of the battles."

Jian Ying turned to look at Zhan Zhaoge, and immediately understood Zhan Zhaoge's intention. He was worried that if he left like that, the people would think that the Violet Wind House was bullying them, which was why he urged them to stay. This way, the Master would not be in a good position to cause trouble for them in the future.

"Thank you, senior." Jian Ying cupped his fists, since he was staying with them, he might as well stay and watch.

"Senior Brother, let's finish reading before we leave." Jian Ying said to Fu Yunjing.

"I'll listen to you." Fu Yunjing said, but his face still did not look good. It was clear that he could not take it lying down just now.

Wan Yalan's face revealed a beautiful smile. Her beloved man was incomparably majestic, and had suppressed all the disciples of the Divine Palace. No one in the audience could compare to him.0

At this time, Zhan Fengyang's gaze turned towards Kong Yue's direction, and said: "You, come out."

Kong Yue's expression stiffened as he looked at Zhan Fengyang with displeasure. He was also one of the top ranked cultivators of the Nine Regions, and yet, Zhan Fengyang had dared to speak to him in such a casual manner.

"Zhan Fengyang, although you are ranked higher than me in Nine Domains List, you are still in the same realm. You might not be much stronger than me!" Kong Yue said as he stared at Zhan Fengyang.

"How laughable." Zhan Fengyang laughed disdainfully, then said indifferently: "You actually know that you are on the same level as me. But I'm forty-one, where are you?"

Where are you?

As these words were spoken, the space suddenly became incomparably silent.

His face was burning hot, his fists were tightly clenched, and he felt an incomparable humiliation in his heart. He was of the same level as Zhan Fengyang, but Zhan Fengyang was forty-one, he was seventy-six, and in between, there were thirty-four people.

He had nothing to say to Zhan Fengyang's words, he could only use his strength to prove it.

A peculiar expression instantly appeared on the faces of the crowd. Inwardly, they were filled with anticipation as they stared at the two silhouettes in front of them. The next battle would be extremely intense.

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