After getting Fu Taixu's reply, Ye Ming turned back and stared at Hong Tao and asked, "Do you have three cities?"
As a disciple of the Divine Land, Hong Tao has a noble status, a promising future, and extraordinary temperament, but Ye Ming's question made him speechless. His face turned red and he said angrily: "I ask you if you defeated my brother Hong Shang?"
"Do you have three cities?" Ye Ming still said the same thing, and the question was calm and gentle, without a trace of fireworks.
Hong Tao was speechless, gritted his teeth and said, "How much are the three cities worth? I have 300 million Martial God coins with me."
Ye Ming grinned and asked Yi Xiantian: "Master, how much are our three cities worth?"
Yi Xiantian said cooperatively: "The total population of the three cities exceeds 400 million, and the annual tax revenue is about 30 to 40 billion Martial God Coins. Based on thirty years of tax revenue, these three cities are worth almost 1 trillion Martial God Coins. "
Ye Ming then said: "I'm so sorry, 300 million Martial God coins are not enough, you have to prepare another 999.7 billion Martial God coins to challenge me."
Hong Tao almost vomited a mouthful of blood. This kid didn't dare to fight him, right? He actually took out three cities to prevaricate. But he couldn't say anything, because this was the rule of the Blue Dragon Sword Fighting Club. Only by giving gifts of the same value could he challenge the other party. This was only fair.
"You can lower the winnings." Hong Tao said in a deep voice, unwilling to give in.
"I have a seat in the city." Ye Ming sealed the other party back with one sentence, "If you don't, just stand aside. If I have some free time in the end, I might take the initiative to challenge you."
Hong Tao then left depressedly and stood on another stage, staring at Ye Ming hatefully. There is no way, he really only has 300 million Martial God Coins on him. Who would have thought that the Yin Yang Cultist would be so perverted that he would dare to give out three cities as a betrothal gift
"Haha." At this time, Lin Yusheng, the Holy Master of the Sword Pool Holy Land, suddenly came over and asked with a smile, "Brother Fu, are you kidding me? He actually offered three cities as a bet. Your Yin Yang Sect only seems to have about a dozen cities. ?”
Fu Taixu also laughed: "Do you think I'm joking? You came here to ask me if Jianchi is interested in challenging?"
Lin Yusheng laughed aloud, neither challenging nor not challenging, turned around and left.
Probably because Ye Ming's previous performance was too fierce, other forces fought very fiercely. Even Chen Huanzhen was challenged twice, but no one challenged Ye Ming.
Ye Ming was very depressed. He squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of Jianchi. This time in Jianchi, only nine martial artists were invited to participate in the sword fight, six of them had already taken action, and none of them had been defeated. The remaining three people remained motionless, not knowing what they were planning.
He secretly asked Yi Xiantian: "Master, did Jianchi make a lot of money in the last sword fighting competition?"
Yi Xiantian said: "Jianchi rarely loses. Last time, he made at least 200 billion Martial God Coins."
Ye Ming was surprised and said: "Two hundred billion! It has caught up with the income of our Yin Yang Sect in two years."
Yi Xiantian said: "Who says otherwise, otherwise Jianchi would not be so actively preparing for the sword fighting meeting every year. In fact, at the beginning of the sword fighting meeting, Xuantian Holy Land and Jianchi were mainly competing for supremacy. With the decline of Xuantian Holy Land, , Jianchi just started to become a dominant family."
"The True Dragon Holy Land claims to be the most powerful, but it can't hold down Jianchi, let alone Xuantian Holy Land." Ye Ming said, "I originally wanted to earn a city, but it seems that Jianchi did not use the city as a lottery. Moreover, They clearly know that our winning prize is three cities, but they are still unmoved, what are they planning?"
Thinking of this, he suddenly walked towards Jianchi. The people in Jianchi are all in one place, and there are not many people who challenge Jianchi. On the contrary, Jianchi constantly challenges other forces and wins almost every battle. Ye Ming suddenly came over, and several Jianchi disciples, including the elders, were slightly nervous. What's going on, does this kid want to challenge
Ye Ming walked over with a smile, cupped his hands towards a disciple and said, "Brother, you're polite."
The Jianchi disciple knew that Ye Ming was not weak, so he nodded and said: "You're welcome."
Ye Ming: "Senior Brother, why haven't you seen Senior Brother Zuo Douhuang?"
Seeing him asking this, the disciple thought that Ye Ming recognized the other party, and said: "Senior Brother Zuo retreated last night and has not come out yet. Do you have anything to do with Senior Brother Zuo?"
Ye Ming cursed secretly, okay, it turns out that the guy who practiced the Youtian Black Emperor Sword is still in retreat. No wonder Jianchi is so calm. After hearing the news, he calmed down and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay. I've heard for a long time that Senior Brother Zuo Douhuang has great swordsmanship, so I came to ask."
After saying that, he turned back to the Yin Yang Sect. It happened that the True Dragon Holy Land sent someone over and called Ye Ming. Cheng Wuya said: "Ye Ming, today you only need to replace the True Dragon Holy Land and challenge a martial artist from the Sword Holy Land."
Ye Mingxin said that he was idle, so he nodded immediately and said loudly: "Ye Ming of the True Dragon Holy Land, challenge the senior brother with the most winnings in Jianchi."
He didn't know the other person's name, so he called him that. As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
"Fuck! You're so arrogant. Are you challenging the Jianchi disciple with the most prizes? Doesn't he know that the more prizes he has, the stronger he is?"
"Hmph, I thought it would be great to defeat someone from the Spirit Sword Cult. I'm really looking for death!"
"Hey, that's not right. Wasn't he a member of the Yin-Yang Sect before? Why is he now a member of the True Dragon Holy Land?"
"Haven't you seen this yet? He is both a disciple of the Yin Yang Sect and the Holy Son of the True Dragon Holy Land. This situation is very common in big sects."
Several disciples in the Sword Pool Holy Land were shocked and angry. The one with the most winnings was a female disciple. She had a slender waist and a very beautiful appearance. She was on par with Cheng Anan from the True Dragon Holy Land. She glared at Ye Ming angrily and said coldly: "I am the one with the most winnings, five billion Martial God coins, you want to challenge me?"
five billion? Ye Ming felt happy, this is not a small amount! Jianchi must have great confidence in this woman if he dared to make such a big prize.
He smiled "haha", cupped his hands and said: "Brother Ye Ming, please give me your surname, teacher."
"Liu Piaopiao!" the woman said coldly, and pulled out her sword with a "choking" sound.
That was five billion Martial God coins. Ye Ming did not dare to be careless and asked Beiming to adjust his strength to 80%. Moreover, he replaced the Dragon Armor Sword and took out the Xuantian Sword. At 80% strength, his strength reached 1.3 million kilograms, enough to use the Xuantian Sword of 360,000 kilograms.
Lin Yusheng, the Holy Master of Sword Pool, was alarmed. He personally came to the scene and took charge, saying loudly: "Piao Piao, this boy is very powerful. I will release all your strength without suppressing it!"
Ye Ming was slightly shocked. Is this Liu Piaopiao also suppressing power
Liu Piaopiao's eyes lit up and she said loudly: "Yes!"
The next moment, he took off a bracelet from his right wrist, and a tyrannical force suddenly rose up, and her person suddenly changed. She looked at Ye Ming and said: "I admire your courage very much. For your courage, I decided to let go of all my strength and fight you with all my strength. I hope you won't disappoint me too much."
Ye Ming didn't speak, but just raised the Xuantian sword.
"Hey! This kid is looking for death! Senior Sister Liu's Gengjin bloodline is extremely pure, and the breath she exhales is more powerful than the sword energy. This kid actually dares to come out to challenge! Haha, five billion Martial God coins, Senior Sister Liu is going to make a lot of money Got it!"
"If it weren't for this sword fighting competition, Senior Sister Liu would have been promoted to the Great Martial Arts Master a long time ago. Haha, this guy is really short-sighted. He insists on picking the person with the most luck. He deserves to be unlucky. You think, Senior Sister Liu can make the first move? Defeat him?"
"I think there are at most ten moves. I have learned the swordsmanship from Senior Sister Liu, and I learned it while suppressing her strength. You must know that Senior Sister Liu usually suppresses her strength to about 70%. Now that all her strength is released, I just can’t imagine how horrible it would be!”
"Speaking of how powerful Senior Sister Liu is, I suddenly remembered the oath that Senior Sister made a year ago." A Jianchi disciple whispered, "Senior Sister said that if there is any man younger than her who can defeat her in the way of swordsmanship, She, then she will marry him. Haha, it’s a pity that Senior Brother Zuo Douhuang is older than her, otherwise Senior Sister Liu would have already married into a woman.”
"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you think this kid can beat Senior Sister Liu?" Another person said dissatisfiedly.
"I just mentioned this, who said he would win?" the man said immediately.
Although everyone said this, everyone actually had no idea, because Ye Ming's previous performance was really amazing, and with their eyesight, they couldn't tell which one was stronger and which one was weaker.
Liu Piaopiao held a translucent purple long sword in her hand. It twisted and changed in the air, seemingly invisible, just a sharp sword energy. She said calmly: "The sword in my hand was collected by me from the 'Sword Pond' and is called 'Purple Lightning'. This spiritual sword was refined by the former Holy Master. It has killed the God of War. You have to be careful." .”
Ye Ming shook his sword and said: "In my hand is a treasure weapon made of the essence of Xuantian Divine Iron. It weighs 360,000 kilograms. Be careful not to be rubbed by it."
"Silk!"
There was a sound of air-conditioning coming from all around, and I wondered why I was using such a heavy sword. Can I use it
Liu Piaopiao slowly raised the purple electric sword, and a wisp of murderous intent instantly locked onto Ye Ming. Under this ray of murderous intent, Ye Ming felt cold and secretly frightened.
"Take the move!"
With a scolding, Liu Piaopiao moved first. Her speed exceeded twice the speed of sound, breaking the sound barrier, and slashed towards Ye Ming with a ray of purple light.
Ye Ming also moved, and Xuantian Sword appeared in front of him instantly, as if it had always been there, waiting for the enemy to arrive. The Xuantian Sword and the Purple Lightning Sword collided together, and the two powerful Gang Jin had their first head-to-head confrontation.
"boom!"
The thunder exploded, the willows fluttered and lightning flew, and I felt my arms numb. The power of the 360,000-pound Xuantian Sword was beyond human power, and she suffered a heavy loss.
Ye Ming also felt that a tricky force actually broke through his defenses and applied it to Xuantian Sword, almost making him let go of the sword. He was shocked. It was no small matter. What kind of magic was this
"It's just brute force!" Liu Piaopiao sneered, and with a wave of Zidian, a huge sword dragon roared towards Ye Ming. The sword dragon is composed of countless runes of light and death, and its power is astonishing.