Ye Xiangyang seemed to be reborn, his whole body emitting a hazy green-yellow light, as if he was illuminated by the light of immortals and Buddhas.
His mental power can be better attached to the Heaven-Swallowing Halberd. His mental power is incredibly strong. Based on his observations of Han Yang, his mental power is at least three times stronger.
"Hahaha, Han Yang, thank you for your guidance. I finally understand how to use mental power. If you take my move, you can cross ninety states on the continent."
With an extremely arrogant attitude, Ye Xiangyang swung the Heaven-Swallowing Halberd down from mid-air. With one strike of the halberd, the ghosts and gods were frightened, the heaven and earth were in chaos, and the mountains and rivers collapsed.
This halberd split the sky and the earth, cut through the vast wilderness, swallowed up the mountains and rivers, and the earth trembled.
An invisible and boundless energy enveloped Han Yang.
Han Yang seemed to feel the pressure of the power of heaven and earth, felt a power of fate, and felt that he was about to fall under this blow.
What a powerful attack, what a powerful move.
The sword in his hand turned into lightning: "Destroy life and death, go to the underworld, life and death are not free."
A sword strikes out, and it leads to the Netherworld Road, the Yellow Spring Road, the Forgotten River, and the Naihe Bridge. A sword strikes out, and it is the separation of life and death, and it is the last glimpse of this world.
One power destroys the ten wisdoms.
Ye Xiangyang's Heaven-Swallowing Halberd was like a giant spirit appearing in the world, and it came down to kill directly.
Han Yang's sword energy attacked Ye Xiangyang one after another.
Rumble, the entire arena was shaking, really shaking, and the formation was almost extinguished.
Han Yang's sword aura was completely broken by Ye Xiangyang, who powerfully broke Han Yang's God-breaking Sword with the momentum of rivers rolling back, thousands of horses charging, attacking cities and breaking strongholds, and slaughtering people in the Central Plains.
Han Yang was thrown three meters away again, and Ye Xiangyang's mental power rushed towards Han Yang's mind like a black halberd.
"Impossible, how is this possible?" The audience below the stage couldn't help but exclaim.
"Yeah, how could a five-star Xuanshi suppress a Xuanjiang level? What on earth happened?"
"Did you hear just now that Ye Xiangyang understood the use of mental power? The Han family's martial arts contain killer moves that use mental power, so when they started fighting, the two were evenly matched and there was no clear winner."
"Well, that's right. Look at Han Yang now. He is no match for Ye Xiangyang in terms of both strength and mental strength."
"It's terrible, so terrible. It seems that every battle of Ye Xiangyang is a transformation."
"Well, today is an absolute transformation. If it weren't for the battle with Han Yang, he would never have experienced the transformation of his mental power."
"Look, look quickly, don't delay their game, it's priceless."
Rumble! Ye Xiangyang landed his blow on the ring. The ring shook and there was a crackling sound from underneath the huge iron plate, indicating that the base underneath had been broken.
What kind of martial arts can bring out the power to shatter mountains, tear apart the earth, and cut off rivers
Ye Xiangyang did not stop at all. The Heaven-Swallowing Halberd in his hand drew a deep groove on the ring. The remaining iron filings rushed towards Han Yang like bright sparks.
Think about it, even a grain of iron sand pushed by a force of 30,000 kilograms can have amazing destructive power.
Mountains collapsed, the earth cracked and the land was in chaos.
This is a carefully crafted basalt iron arena in the competition venue. Generally speaking, it is impossible to leave any marks, let alone a deep ravine.
Han Yang, who was retreating backwards, had an uncontrollable shock on his face. He could feel a terrifying killing move approaching him.
"After death, the flowers are the same year after year, and the Yuan, Heng, Li and Zhen are the same."
Han Yang's long sword slashed out with sword energy that was enough to flatten a small hill, and only then could he hold back the iron filings that were as dense as stars.
Ye Xiangyang rushed towards him with a halberd, and the halberd was like the rising sun, the red sun bursting out.
At this moment, it illuminated the sky and the earth, illuminated the sea of clouds, and illuminated everything. The dazzling light emitted by this halberd filled people's hearts with joy.
The influence of mental power was so great that Han Yang had no time to be shocked.
Four strange swords chopped over, Yuanheng Lizhen.
The four sword auras collided with Ye Xiangyang's Heaven-Swallowing Halberd, and Han Yang was once again knocked back.
Ding Ding—
Ding Ding—
The bell is ringing!
Ye Xiangyang suddenly felt that his mental power was imprisoned by the ringing sound, and his mind went blank for a while. Fortunately, his mental power was strong, and the ringing sound did not completely control his mind.
Retreat, Ye Xiangyang moved and retreated quickly.
Then he saw the first treasure at the auction, the Nine-Ring Soul-Grabbing Bell, appear in Han Yang's hand.
This magical and strange bell emits a gray light, like the mouth of hell opening, dragging countless people into the depths of hell.
Bang! Han Yang was on the ring, blood splattered again, and his face became even paler.
Ye Xiangyang's mind was imprisoned by the Soul-Calming Bell all of a sudden. He desperately used the Xuanshen Heavenly Art and transformed his mental power into a black snake before he was able to barely break the seal.
Ye Xiangyang was also shocked. The auction house didn't lie. This treasure was really amazing.
Ye Xiangyang also wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled at Han Yang and said, "Brother Han, how about we call this a draw?"
Han Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, with a ferocious smile on his face: "Draw? What are you thinking? You can't resist my nine-ring soul-calming bell and it's a draw. Your wishful thinking is going to go ping-pong. Let me tell you, today is the day you die."
"Hehehe, I have a nine-ring soul-calming bell, I wear a heavenly silkworm armor, I possess peerless magical skills, I am full of pride, and I am ranked third on the Kyushu Empire Talent List. If I don't crush you to death, how can I show my fame?"
He pointed his sword directly at Ye Xiangyang: "Boy, you must die."
Ye Xiangyang's face darkened, and the mysterious power in his body surrounded him. He nodded: "Okay, okay, if that's the case, don't blame me for being merciless."
Good words cannot persuade a damned ghost. You only know that you have the Nine-ring Soul-Calming Bell, but how do you know that I also have the Nine-cornered Black Tortoise Cauldron? You don't even know what kind of treasure this is, but it has endless uses.
Since you want to decide the winner, there is no need for any more nonsense. I'll give it to you.
Deep in his heart, he shouted coldly: "Nine-horned Black Tortoise Cauldron protects me."
I still don’t believe that you can break through the defense of the Nine-Angled Black Tortoise Cauldron.
Han Yang did not hold back and rang the nine-ring soul-calming bell in his hand towards Ye Xiangyang: "One ring will imprison the soul, two rings will control the mind, three rings will shatter the mind, and four rings will make the person a vegetable."
Clang, clang, clang, Han Yang kept ringing the bell in his hand.
He wanted to destroy Ye Xiangyang's voice, shatter his soul, and kill him violently, so as to get rid of the shame of being defeated by Ye Xiangyang today. As long as Ye Xiangyang died, he would no longer have any shame to speak of.
A mysterious force enveloped the entire arena, and the ringing sounds were prevented from reaching the area below the arena.
In this way, many spectators below the ring felt that their mental strength was dazed and they seemed to be about to fall down.
They knew that if it weren't for the barrier of the arena formation, if it weren't for the obstruction of the masters in the arena, many of them would have been controlled by the Nine-Ring Soul-Calming Bell. What a powerful treasure.
People couldn't help but think, "It's over. Ye Xiangyang, who has won fifty consecutive games and created countless miracles in the ring, is finished. He will definitely die this time. How can he resist such a domineering treasure?"
Zishu Qingyun and the others' faces turned pale. They had not expected that the Nine-Ring Soul-Calming Bell was so powerful. Ye Xiangyang was in great danger. What should they do
They looked at Ye Xiangyang standing motionless on the stage, with unwillingness in their eyes.
Yue Li stood up and shouted to the arena: "Killing is not enough, I hope you can let him go."
Tears rolled down Zishu Qingyun's eyes: "Han family, if anything happens to Ye Xiangyang, I swear I will find a way to destroy the Han family."
Han Yang could not hear Yue Li's shouting, and even if he heard it he would not stop. This hateful boy beat him back about three feet twice, causing him to spit out blood and making him lose face.
It is an honor to be able to kill a genius. You are a genius, and it will be a pleasure for me to kill you.
A sword energy came towards Ye Xiangyang.
Ye Xiangyang fell to the ground on the stage with a thud, and the sword energy directly chopped on the formation, causing it to flicker.
Everyone knew that Ye Xiangyang had dodged Han Yang's sword with great luck, but he could not dodge the following sword moves.
It’s over, this kid is really finished.
At this moment, people felt their eyes blur and Ye Xiangyang pounced towards Han Yang like a ghost. Like a monkey, he was incredibly fast.
Han Yang was very proud at this time. After testing, the Nine-Ring Soul-Calming Bell did have incredible functions, just as the auctioneer in the auction hall introduced. How could Ye Xiangyang resist it
Hahaha, no matter how cunning you are, you have to drink my foot washing water.
Unexpectedly, Ye Xiangyang suddenly rushed over, so fast that it was unbelievable.
Ye Xiangyang, who had separated from the Heaven-Swallowing Halberd, increased his speed once again and pressed his palm against Han Yang's chest. With a muffled thud, Han Yang flew up more than four feet high and more than five feet away, as if he were a heavy object being thrown up.
There was a crackling sound on his body.
This was the sound of Han Yang's bones breaking.
Ye Xiangyang took a step forward and grabbed Han Yang's left arm with his right hand. With a crackling sound, Han Yang's left arm was crushed by Ye Xiangyang in one move.
The nine-ring soul-calming bell in his hand fell into Ye Xiangyang's hands.
With a thud, Han Yang fell on the stage, blood gushing out.
Ye Xiangyang took Han Yang's nine-ring soul-calming bell and walked to Han Yang's side. Han Yang wanted to stand up, but a palm hit his chest and broke his chest bones, so he could no longer stand up.
Ye Xiangyang came to his side and stepped on his right arm. With a crack, Han Yang's right arm shattered.
Ye Xiangyang smiled slightly and put away his Nine-cornered Black Tortoise Cauldron. He had no idea what kind of treasure this was, but it possessed infinite power. What he knew now was just a drop in the ocean.
Han Yang's eyes were filled with horror: "You, you, you, how can you withstand the power of the Nine-ring Soul-Calming Bell? This is impossible."
Slap, a slap hit Han Yang's face.