The old woman flicked her fingers, and a navy ring appeared in front of Yang Ye, saying: "There are 100,000 energy stones in it, um, the old woman thinks that your physical body is good, and I think you are also very concerned about the physical body. For the sake of your sensible child, the old woman is giving you a drop of true dragon blood!"
After the words fell, there was another white jade bottle in front of Yang Ye.
At this time, Qian Huan suddenly smiled and said, "Yang Ye, you are very lucky. This true dragon blood is the best artifact for training the body. Just one drop is enough to bring your body to a higher level. In this way, if your fortune is deep, it is possible to comprehend the power of a true dragon, and at that time, your power will be stronger than that of the monsters at the peak of the spiritual level!"
Naturally, Yang Ye would not be polite, and put away the ring and jade bottle. One hundred thousand energy stones and the blood of the so-called true dragon bought Luoxue's life. In the end, it was the other party who earned it!
Seeing Yang Ye accepting the things, a strange light flashed in the old woman's eyes, and she nodded slightly, then glanced at An Nanjing, and finally looked at Yang Ye, and said: "The Sword Emperor fights the Martial God, the battle of fate. , Hehe, the old woman is looking forward to it too! I wish you good luck." After saying this, the old woman and Luo Xue both disappeared on the Qianlong Platform at the same time!
Qian Huan glanced at An Nanjing below, then looked at Yang Ye, hesitated, and said, "If you choose to stop here, then you will get the second place on the Qianlong list. If you choose to continue fighting, then you are likely to You will die! Of course, even if you want to admit defeat, you must get the consent of An Nanjing!"
"I don't agree!" At this time, An Nanjing appeared on the Qianlong Platform, looked at Yang Ye, and said, "Originally, I didn't want to fight you, after all, we have fought once before. But now It seems that when you were on the fifth floor, you hid your strength. It seems that you have to feel the real death, so that you will not hide the slightest bit!"
Yang Ye shrugged at Qian Huan and said, "Look, it's impossible for me to admit defeat! If that's the case, then there's only one fight!" In fact, he also wanted to fight An Nanjing in his heart. He had gained a lot from the previous battle with An Nanjing. Of course, the most important thing is that he also wants to try his limits!
So far, it seems that he has never been pushed beyond the limit!
Valkyrie? The god of war, whose talent surpasses the powerhouses of all ages, can he defeat it? He didn't know, he only knew that he wanted a battle that was full of joy, without the slightest concealment!
Qian Huan nodded slightly, then disappeared on the Qianlong Platform.
On the stage, An Nanjing and Yang Ye faced each other at a distance, but they didn't make a move; under the stage, countless people stared at the stage for a moment.
Sword Sovereign, Martial God, one sword breaks all laws, one is invincible in the world. When the two meet, it is destined to be a fierce battle of life and death!
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Although An Nanjing and Yang Ye have not yet started, the blood of countless people below has already begun to boil!
On the Qianlong Platform, the profound energy in Yang Ye's body began to flow slowly, and under his feet, wisps of cyan wind flashed, and in his hand, the keel sword flashed with a sharp, dazzling blood-red sword glow.
An Nanjing's face was calm, and he stood there, his long ponytail slowly fluttering with the light wind, and there was no wave in his eyes like autumn water.
At a certain moment, Yang Ye's right foot was slightly slightly, and his body shot out with a "chi" sound. Wherever the body passed, one after another like a real afterimage suddenly flashed. Before everyone came back to their senses, Yang Ye's body had already appeared in front of An Nanjing, and the keel sword in his hand brought a cold and cold light to An Nanjing's throat instantly!
An Nanjing remained motionless, and the keel sword in Yang Ye's hand pierced An Nanjing's throat. However, Yang Ye's face changed, his wrist turned, and the keel sword in his hand stabbed backwards!
"Peng!"
Behind Yang Ye, a fist that was as white as jade collided with Yang Ye's sword. With a low muffled sound, Yang Ye's entire arm became numb violently, and he was about to turn around. A sense of crisis suddenly appeared in Yang Ye. Ye's body rose, and then, An Nanjing, who was originally in front of Yang Ye, suddenly punched!
Yang Ye's pupils shrank, two An Nanjing? Before I could think about it, I clenched my left hand into a fist, and then slammed it towards An Nanjing's fist!
"Peng!"
Yang Ye took a few steps back.
Everyone in the field looked at the scene on the Qianlong stage in horror, their eyes were full of inconceivable, even the Moke frowned at this time, and his eyes were full of shock and doubts!
Because on Qianlongtai, two An Nanjing appeared!
Looking at the two An Nanjing, Yang Ye was also extremely shocked at this time. Of course, he was not shocked that there were two An Nanjing, because he had a clear mind and knew what was going on. In fact, there is only one An Nanjing, and the other "An Nanjing" is just a phantom caused by An Nanjing himself being too fast!
The speed of the other party is so fast!
At this moment, An Nanjing moved and suddenly came to Yang Ye's face. His body trembled slightly. In an instant, five An Nanjing appeared in the field and surrounded Yang Ye. The fist blasted out, pointing directly at Yang Ye's head!
Everyone in the audience was horrified, but Yang Ye looked calm. When his fist was a few inches away from him, Yang Ye stabbed the upper left with his sword, and then stabbed at the front right and the rear, with a strange speed. It was so fast that countless people in the audience couldn't see Yang Yejian's trajectory at all, they could only see sword shadows!
Peng Peng Peng Peng…
Countless low voices continued to sound. After a long while, the five An Nanjing suddenly trembled, and then four of them dissipated in the air.
"Sure enough, the heart of the sword is clear!" An Nanjing slowly clenched his right hand and said, "It's okay to be able to see through my 'transfiguration'. If you can't see through, then this battle will be too boring. I hope you can continue. Surprise me!" When the words fell, An Nanjing slammed a punch!
Suddenly, an energy fist burst into the air and came to Yang Ye's head. Yang Ye stabbed one of the energy fists with a sword. With a soft sound of "bang", the energy fist burst open, however. , just burst open, but the energy fist gathered strangely and quickly, and then slammed into Yang Ye's chest!
"Peng!"
Yang Ye frowned, took ten steps back, looked down, and his chest was seriously sunken!
"The ninth level of fist intent, the shape is scattered and the mind is not scattered! In her early twenties, she was able to reach the ninth level of fist intent. It's really embarrassing. I am afraid that this woman's evildoer will be jealous even for the sky!"
Somewhere, Qian Huan said in a low voice with a solemn expression.
On the Qianlong Platform, Yang Ye's expression became extremely solemn at this time. This An Nanjing's strength is stronger than he imagined! If it wasn't for his physical body to be trained by the ghost fire and the four mythical beasts, with just one punch, the opponent would be able to kill him in seconds!
"Nice body!" An Nanjing took a step forward, his toes abruptly shot out like a hunting cheetah, an afterimage of An Nanjing appeared on the spot, and his body was already When he came to Yang Ye, he didn't use any profound skills, but just punched out like that!
Although Yang Ye was shocked at An Nanjing's speed, he was used to it. Not daring to be careless, the Dragon Bone Sword brought a beam of sword light in front of him.
An Nanjing's fist slammed on the body of the keel sword. With a "bang", the keel sword suddenly bent into a bow shape, and Yang Ye's face changed slightly. For a moment, the knee slammed against Yang Ye's abdomen, Yang Ye didn't respond slowly, turned his left hand into a palm, and slammed down!
"Peng!"
Yang Ye was startled when his palm numb, but at this moment, An Nanjing moved and came to Yang Ye's back in an instant, his right foot was facing Yang Ye's head with a burst of air that ripped through the air. A whiplash came. Yang Ye's face changed slightly, his right foot slammed, and he spread out in an instant, his figure suddenly disappeared in place, and appeared behind An Nanjing. Without any hesitation, he stabbed with a sword...
The sword penetrated An Nanjing's body. However, Yang Ye's face did not show any joy. Instead, his expression changed, and then he cast a thousand miles again and disappeared in place. The moment he just disappeared in place, Annan Jing's fist appeared where he was standing...
Look at this scene on stage. Under the stage, countless people looked excited and their blood boiled!
"As expected of the sword's heart!" On the Qianlong stage, An Nanjing looked at Yang Ye, nodded slightly, and said, "Every time I can break my offensive, yes, this kind of battle has only a trace of interest. You have to be careful, next, I have to start serious!"
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