Most of the immortals in the Sixth Heaven did not want Ye Xiangyang to come to the ring. Although they knew how evil Ye Xiangyang was, no matter how evil he was, he could not be so evil that he could kill an eight-star immortal. If he died in the ring, it would be a loss that the Sixth Heaven Continent could not bear.
The master of the Third Heaven laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, Ye Xiangyang, come up. I want to see how Ye Xiangyang, who is a living dead, can save himself."
The masters on the stage were happy to see Ye Xiangyang coming up, how could they not be happy? Ye Xiangyang had the means to bring people back to life, a magical technique that even the Immortal Emperor did not master, and it was precious to be positive.
Moreover, he felt that Ye Xiangyang's magical power was only the tip of the iceberg. If he could inherit Ye Xiangyang's legacy, obtain Ye Xiangyang's Xuanwu bloodline, and obtain Ye Xiangyang's magical powers, he would be the envy of the sect and the three heavens. Therefore, he strongly encouraged Ye Xiangyang to come up and compete.
The immortals of the Sixth Heaven were all anxious. They said to Xiang Yixue, Yun Jianhan, Hu Ba, Duanmu Ao and others, "Stop him. You must stop him. Don't let Young Master Ye Xiangyang go up. Going up is just suicide."
"Yes, we lost. Can't we just admit defeat in the Sixth Heaven?"
"Who said it wasn't? Could it be that those treasures are more precious than Ye Xiangyang?"
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Xiang Yixue smiled slightly: "No problem!"
Yun Jianhan, Hu Ba, Duanmu Ao, Yu Yurou and others nodded, no problem!
Many people in the Sixth Heaven are going crazy. Do you think it is easy to get a peerless genius, let alone get the magic that can bring the dead back to life. Is that an easy thing
It's okay, what does it mean? Does it mean that it's okay for Ye Xiangyang to be beaten to death
No matter how anxious they were, there was nothing they could do.
Even the Four Emperors of the Southern Wilderness asked the Dragon Emperor Long Zhentian: "Brother Long, will Ye Xiangyang be okay?"
"Yes, according to Ye Xiangyang's level of evil, he will surely soar to the sky like a phoenix or a dragon in the future, and this battle will not be a temporary one."
"It's really hard to find such talent. I think we should not let him go."
They tried to persuade him with good intentions, but what they got in return was the Dragon Emperor's words: "It's okay."
The four emperors of the Southern Wasteland all had dark lines on their faces: "Nima, it doesn't matter, of course it doesn't matter, anyway, he is not my disciple, it's our worry in vain, I want to see if he can defeat the master of the Immortal Lord Eight Star."
The people of the Third Heaven laughed loudly. One person from the Tianyuan Sect of the Third Heaven had died, and all the people in the Sixth Heaven were rescued. Although the Third Heaven had more victories, there were no casualties, which was a severe slap in the face of the Third Heaven.
Damn Ye Xiangyang is really heartless. To treat a person, he needs a lower-grade Yuanjing Dragon Vein. As long as he gets on the stage, it will be time for the Tianyuan Sect disciples to vent their anger.
They urged Ye Xiangyang: "Come on up, come on up, we are just sparring in friendship, and we will definitely not hurt anyone."
"That's right. What if Ye Xiangyang can defeat him?"
"Hahaha, I feel that Ye Xiangyang can do it, too."
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No matter what others said, Ye Xiangyang ignored them and said nothing. He walked up to the stage without speeding up or slowing down, just at a steady pace.
When he came up to the ring, the three-level immortal master of eight stars looked at Ye Xiangyang as if he was a tiger teasing its prey. The look in his eyes was full of mockery: "Hahaha, kid, you really don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. I really didn't expect that you, a kid who doesn't know your limits, would actually come up. Today is the day you die, and everything you have is mine."
"Hahaha, God helps me. The Xuanwu bloodline, the magic of life and death, the art of alchemy, everything is mine. I tell you that I cannot kill you within ten moves."
Ye Xiangyang shook his head and held up three fingers: "Three moves."
The man from the Third Heaven nodded and said, "You are self-aware. I will use three moves to deal with you and give it a try."
Ye Xiangyang smiled slightly: "I can finish you off in three moves. If it takes more than three moves, I will commit suicide by slitting my throat."
When Ye Xiangyang said this, everyone present burst into laughter: "Hahaha, I really didn't expect it. I've never seen anyone brag so much. He said he could defeat an eight-star immortal in three moves. What a joke."
"That's right. From ancient times to now, I have never heard of a one-star immortal killing an eight-star immortal in three moves."
"Oh my, how scary! Who would have thought that it only took three moves? Do you think you are the Immortal King or Immortal Emperor?"
"Let's wait and see. I want to see how he defeats Immortal Lord Eight Stars in three moves."
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Ye Xiangyang waved his arm, and ten thousand floating chimes surrounded the arena.
The moment the ten thousand Drifting Chimes appeared, the faces of the people in the Third Heaven suddenly changed. How could Yuan Xuebao transfer the Drifting Chimes to Ye Xiangyang
"Ye Xiangyang, where did you get the Piaoling Chimes? Where is Yuan Xuebao?"
"Ye Xiangyang, if you don't explain this matter clearly, we in the Three Heavens will never be able to finish off our Tianyuan Sect."
"As long as you hand over Yuan Xuebao, we will not pursue your mistake of collaborating with the enemy."
The Immortal Lord of the Third Heaven quickly launched an attack, and a stream of swords rushed towards Ye Xiangyang.
The speed of this sword was so fast, like a gust of wind and lightning. With one sword, Ye Xiangyang was killed on the spot. Ye Xiangyang was split in half. The people of the Third Heaven could not have thought that he could kill Ye Xiangyang with one sword. The Piaoling Chimes were mine.
The people below also felt it was incredible. He couldn't even dodge a sword, so what was he bragging about? What on earth was Ye Xiangyang doing up there? Was he just going to die? Could it be that this person had had enough of living and was looking for death on purpose
At this moment, the Piaoling chimes rang, ding-ling-ling...
Everyone saw the Third Heaven Immortal Lord turned into dust with a bang amid the sound of chimes. All his belongings were grabbed by a figure that appeared out of thin air on the stage.
Ye Xiangyang grabbed the treasure and smiled faintly: "Three moves are just right."
The people in the Third Heaven were all stunned. They didn't understand what had just happened. Wasn't Ye Xiangyang killed? How could their own Third Heaven master die in the blink of an eye
"Impossible, absolutely impossible, how could a master of our Third Heaven be wronged like this."
"Yeah, what's going on?"
"Ye Xiangyang. You actually dared to kill our Three Heavens Immortal Lord. Aren't you afraid of our Three Heavens' bloody revenge?"
Ye Xiangyang smiled slightly: “Revenge, hehehe, whatever, as long as your sect doesn’t want it.”
The people in the Third Heaven were speechless. They asked their own people, Ye Xiangyang said three moves, but I saw that he only used one move, which was the one when the chimes rang.
Someone said: "Three moves, that is, three moves. Release your own chimes, one move; let the chimes ring, two moves; collect the treasure, three moves."
Ye Xiangyang's victory made the people of the Sixth Heaven proud. They stood up one by one and shouted loudly: "Young Master is mighty, Young Master will win."
"The city lord is majestic and powerful."
The shouts from the crowd were like waves, one higher than the other. The speed at which Ye Xiangyang killed the Third Heaven master was incredible to them. It was so fast that it was impossible to stop.
"Hahahaha, with a loud thunder, the whole world was shaken, and all the disciples of the Third Heaven died. That's awesome."
"When the bell rings, the opponent dies. What a powerful bell."
When everyone's voices fell, Ye Xiangyang scratched his head and said, "I heard that the disciples of the Third Heaven are very rich, but who knew that he was actually a pauper. If I had known this, I might as well have exchanged him for a Yuanjing Dragon Vein."
"Come on, I won't kill you, but your sect needs to prepare a Yuanjing Dragon Vein. Young talents from the Third Heaven, come up."
Of course, some people were not convinced, and some had already jumped onto the stage. He raised his arm, and a jade pot with countless fairy birds carved on it appeared beside him, surrounding him. A pair of jade knives mercilessly killed Ye Xiangyang.
Ye Xiangyang pointed his finger and two chimes flew up from the shelf to block the flying jade knife.
Ding ding ding, the jade knife and the chimes collided.
The sword light seemed like a rainbow in the sky, flashing with the light of white jade. Each sword light had the energy to split a mountain and the power to break a mountain thousands of miles long. They frequently launched attacks towards Ye Xiangyang.
"Hahaha, these are a pair of jade swords and a Hundred Jade Pot. The pair of precious swords have the supreme power to cut through waves and slay evildoers; the Hundred Jade Pot has the supreme power to resist the opponent's treasure's attack."
"Hehehe, I want to see how Ye Xiangyang can defeat him."
"Humph! Ye Xiangyang must have been killed by Senior Brother's sword."
On the field, the chimes were like shields, resisting the killing of a pair of jade knives. The blades that could open up thousands of miles of mountains could not break Ye Xiangyang's pair of chimes.
There were bursts of rumbling sounds coming from the arena, like the morning bells and evening drums, shaking people's hearts, and like the long-lasting ringing of alarm bells, endless and leisurely.
The two fought for more than 20 rounds, and Ye Xiangyang smiled slightly: "I won't play with you anymore, you are just like this."
Having said this, he tapped the Piaoling chimes and gave the order: "Ring the bells."
Dangdangdang—
Three hundred and sixty thousand large bells rang at the same time, and the Baiqionghu emitted loud bird calls, which actually blocked out the sound of the chimes.
Ye Xiangyang used the art of drifting in all realms, and the drifting chimes became even more sinister and loud, like the bells from hell, summoning human souls.
Dangdangdang—
The Baiqiong Pot was emitting bright light, and birds were released one by one, all shining birds, to resist the sound of Ye Xiangyang's bell. The master of the third heaven in the Baiqiong Pot laughed loudly: "Ye Xiangyang, use whatever powerful tricks you have, I want to see if you can break my Baiqiong Pot."
Ye Xiangyang smiled faintly and pointed his finger. A bell so big that it was unbelievable fell from the sky with a rumbling sound, directly surrounding the Baiqiong Pot.
This is very normal. The Piaoling Chimes are a set of top-grade fairy treasures. A set of top-grade fairy chimes carries more than 300,000 middle-grade fairy treasures. Of course, the top-grade fairy chimes can hold the middle-grade fairy Baiqiong Pot.
As the top-grade immortal bell fell to the ground with a loud bang, the Baiqiong pot, the double jade knife and the two chimes all fell into the huge chimes.
Ye Xiangyang chuckled and took out a mid-grade immortal-level hammer, an eight-sided purple gold and bright silver hammer. The hammer turned in Ye Xiangyang's hand, flashing with gorgeous light.