Xian Shengze only wanted to provoke Ye Xiangyang to fight with him, but he never expected that a single sentence would lead to such an unbearable humiliation. He had been living a life of luxury for countless years, and arguing with a street scoundrel like Hu Ba would only bring humiliation upon himself.
As a prince, and the most likely prince to succeed the Yongfeng Dynasty emperor, he was in a high position, powerful, and high up in the sky. When had he ever been insulted like this? At that time, his cheeks flushed with anger, and his chest heaved. He pointed at Ye Xiangyang and said, "Ye Xiangyang, don't talk nonsense. Do you dare to fight me? If you have the guts, come out and fight me."
Ye Xiangyang chuckled, "Xian Shengze is so naive. This sect master led tens of millions of masters of my Taiyuan Xianzong, and with the help of the Taiyuan Xianzong's favorable time, location and people, we killed more than eight million of you. None of our disciples and elders died, which made all the sects in the Three Heavens heartbroken and frightened."
"I can destroy you in a snap of my fingers. I have a huge advantage. Why should I take the risk alone? Do you think I will change my mind just because of a few words from you?"
Xian Shengze was filled with grief and indignation, and then he raised his head and howled to the sky: "Hahaha, Ye Xiangyang is so arrogant. When two armies fight, if you kill one thousand enemies, you will lose eight hundred of your own. This is an unchanging truth throughout the ages. What are you talking about? No one from your Taiyuan Xianzong died. Who would believe your empty words?"
Hu Ba laughed loudly: "Nephew, then you can take a look."
At this point, Hu Ba stretched out his hand and swiped it, and the Taiyuan Immortal Palace opened the layers of curtains, and nine healing rooms appeared, with wounded people inside: "Hehehe, these are our casualties in the first battle, and these are our casualties in the second battle..."
Tu Tai smiled obscenely: "Nephew, come on, let's blow ourselves up together. Do you dare? If you dare, your uncle will accompany you to the end."
Xian Shengze was so angry that black smoke came out of his nose: "Ah, bah, shameless fellow, you can only rely on the power of your mouth, what kind of immortal cultivator is that? Come on, who will fight me for three hundred rounds?"
Ye Xiangyang smiled and said, "Xian Shengze, it's not impossible for you to compete. As long as all the people in your team swear the Heavenly Dao Oath, if the two of us compete and you lose, then you will all stay with me to guard the sect for 10,000 years, be loyal and never rebel, and the resources for your cultivation will be provided by your own sect. This sect master agrees to compete with you once."
The people in the Three Heavens looked at each other in disbelief. Taiyuan Xianzong's leader Ye Xiangyang was only a six-star immortal king, while Xian Shengze was already a seven-star immortal king. Even if you could challenge him, could you still challenge him again? Besides, Xian Shengze was a genius from the Yongfeng Dynasty of the Three Heavens. He could challenge him by several levels. Could he really not defeat Ye Xiangyang
They communicated with each other mentally: "What should we do? Should we take a gamble?"
"If we don't gamble, out of our more than 200,000 people, I'm afraid no more than 100,000 will survive the war. Ye Xiangyang's statement that they wiped out 8 million of our troops is probably not a lie."
"Let's make a bet. If you lose, I'll guard the mountain gate for him for ten thousand years."
"I absolutely don't believe Xian Shengze will lose."
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The immortal cultivators of the third heaven have made up their minds and they all agree with Ye Xiangyang's statement.
Xian Shengze said: "Ye Xiangyang, we have reached a consensus. What if you lose?"
Ye Xiangyang said with a smile: "It's easy to deal with if I lose. I will stop here and let you out of Taiyuan Xianzong."
"You lose, be my slave." Xian Shengze said with a sneer.
The Starry World-Destroying Bow appeared in Ye Xiangyang's hand, his eyes were full of cold light: "Hehehe, Xian Shengze, you are not prepared to be a prisoner. This sect master wanted to give you a way out out of kindness, but I never thought you would go even further. With this sect master's order, I even said that as long as this sect master activates the peerless formation of Piaoling Immortal Palace, do you think you can have 50,000 people escape from my immortal palace?"
Ye Xiangyang was not joking, Piaoling Immortal Palace was the treasure that Piaoling Immortal Emperor used to lead the immortal cultivators of the Middle Thousand Worlds in the Nine Heavens to conquer the galaxy. Back then, Piaoling Immortal Emperor was invincible, wherever he went, he captured planets, occupied planes, and slaughtered immortal cultivators like slaughtering dogs, making many planes of the Middle Thousand Worlds terrified, and part of the credit was due to this palace.
Hu Ba chuckled: "Xian Shengze, you must be aware of being a prisoner of war. Hehehe, if it weren't for my elder brother, who is kind-hearted and compassionate, and who pitied you as a talent, I wouldn't have thought that you would go even further..."
Xian Shengze sneered and said, "Okay, okay, I want to see, Ye Xiangyang, to what extent you can defy the heavens."
Xian Shengze's hatred was like the waves of the sea. He wished he could slap Ye Xiangyang to death to relieve his hatred. Hum, hum, hum, I must chop off your head.
Everyone in the Three Heavens swore a heavenly oath. Xian Shengze jumped out and pointed his sword at Ye Xiangyang: "Ye Xiangyang, come out. I want to take off your dog head."
Behind Xian Shengze was a hazy hell scene, with evil ghosts devouring people, fierce ghosts biting people, a gloomy wind, and a whistling evil wind. It was a mixture of all kinds of immortal beasts, demon beasts, and evil beasts. It was ice blades that injured limbs, and it was the creation, existence, destruction, and emptiness of heaven and earth...
He exuded endless energy, and coupled with the invincible aura of a noble family that he had cultivated in the Yongfeng Dynasty, he suddenly became like a god of war, or the god of disaster who had come to the fairyland.
Ye Xiangyang took a step forward, and the energy of rules in his body surged. Behind him was the appearance of Xuanwu, and the Dharma image of heaven and earth, which was a hundred feet in size, supported him like a mountain.
The khaki turtle appears heavier, with a feeling of being connected to the earth, and echoing the thousands of worlds in the Nine Heavens. He is the son of the thousand worlds in the Nine Heavens, and his every word and action represents the entire world.
The black snake looked even colder and darker, with waves of cold air filling the entire space. It was an absolute coldness that froze the air externally and the spirit internally, capable of imprisoning the soul. A pair of black eyes were filled with gloom and ruthlessness.
Xian Shengze operated his own rules and stretched out his hands, which turned into a huge handprint. On the handprint were the country and the people, immortal reputation, and the immortal magic of the Yongfeng Dynasty that made it famous for its righteousness.
The vast land belongs to me.
Layers of ochre-colored rules surged on Ye Xiangyang's body, the earth was filled with life magic, and the earth was vast.
It is a land that gives people the feeling of being a majestic land, ancient, vast, heavy and reaching to the sky, carrying all things in the world and countless living beings.
A pair of immortal palms confronted each other, collided together, and connected with each other, lightly, without fierce collision, no overflowing energy, no landslide, but only lightness like the softness of falling peach blossoms, and the piety of worshiping Buddha three times.
Bang! A faint sound was heard, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the palms of their hands facing each other.
Ye Xiangyang felt as if he had been hit hard. A crackling sound came from the vast palm of the earth, and pieces of his immortal power broke and fell downwards.