"Who are you?" Zhao Wuhou did not know Qing Huo at all.
Instead, Yan Pan looked angrily at Qing Huo.
"You don't have to be angry. You are still not my match. The Heavenly Dipper Sword Sect belongs to you and my brother … No one can touch it …"
A voice filled with endless killing intent spread throughout the martial arts arena. Even Xu Zhentian, who had always been arrogant, could not help but reveal a look of horror.
What had this person experienced!?
Zhou Yang also felt that the black cat was right. In the end, Qing Huo had still turned the guilt in his heart into hatred. However, this time, he hated the world, and he hated the people in front of him who were trying to get their hands on the Tiangang Sword Sect.
Three days ago, after he had informed the Heavenly Dipper Sword Sect, he had gone to the Alchemy Alliance's library to look for Qing Huo. What surprised him was that Qing Huo knew that Zhao Wuhou was planning to attack the 10,000 Swords Villa. His purpose of staying there was to deal with Zhao Wuhou.
The situation had changed rapidly. In less than half an hour, the one versus three had become three versus three!
"Jian Wuhen, do you still think I am not qualified to fight you?" Zhou Yang looked at Jian Wuhen and said.
"That's right, Jian Wuhen. After all, this is between you and Zhou Yang. I think the two of you should have a competition. The bride will belong to whoever wins. How about it?" The Sixth Princess took advantage of the situation and had a playful look in her eyes.
Zhou Yang glanced at the Sixth Princess. When the sandpiper and the clam fought, the fisherman would benefit. The Sixth Princess clearly wanted to be the fisherman. However, he did not say anything. Today's battle with Jian Wuhen was imperative.
"Even if you have these people, you are not qualified to fight me. However, for Yuewu, I can lower my status …"
After saying that, Jian Wuhen looked at Tang Yuewu and said, "Yuewu, I will prove to you that in this Royal City, only I, Jian Wuhen, am worthy of you."
"Alright … Wuhen, today, you will execute this arrogant child on behalf of your grandfather." Jian Wuming laughed loudly after saying that.
"It is still uncertain who will execute who. Zhou Yang, from now on, you can rest assured that no one will interfere in your battle," Tang Kun said with a smile.
Zhou Yang nodded and immediately flew to the stone platform.
"Zhou Yang …"
Tang Yuewu walked in front of Zhou Yang, her eyes filled with deep affection.
Zhou Yang touched Tang Yuewu's nose and said, "Let's go to your grandfather first. Leave this place to me …"
"Hurry up then. You'll get a reward if you win!" Tang Yuewu blinked, then reluctantly returned to Grandfather Tang's side.
This scene caused Jian Wuhen's face to darken to the extreme.
"What deep affection … Unfortunately, this is a world where only the strong are respected. Only the strong are worthy of beauties, while the weak can only watch their beloved enter someone else's bridal chamber …" Jian Wuhen's voice was cold.
"Do you think you are an expert?" Zhou Yang asked with a smile.
"To you, I am an expert. However, don't worry, I will not kill you. I will let you personally witness my marriage with Yue Wu. At that time, you will know the sorrow of an ant …"
With that said, a golden longsword appeared in Jian Wuhen's hand. The sword was five feet long and half as tall as a person. There were sawteeth on the blade.
This kind of sword was not commonly seen, but Zhou Yang knew that the Ten Thousand Swords Villa had this kind of sword. Moreover, it was a sword used in close combat …
Whoosh!
A phantom flashed by, and Zhou Yang only felt a gust of wind blow past, followed by a long sword descending.
Peng!
The blue flaming longsword in front of his chest clashed with Jian Wuhen's sword. Instantly, both of them retreated three steps, but soon, Jian Wuhen vanished again. Zhou Yang similarly transformed into a series of afterimages.
There were incessant sounds of weapons clashing on the stone platform. Ordinary people could not see how the duo fought.
"This kind of sword duel is too dangerous." Ding Mei's expression tightened as she looked nervously at the stage.
Using a sword to fight in close combat could result in death if one was not careful. It was even more dangerous than melee combat.
"Zhou Yang is using Flowing Light Sword. Although he has the advantage in speed, Jian Wuhen's Myriad Sword Dao is an authentic melee sword technique. It's more lethal. If this continues …" Yin Xuan frowned as he looked at Rock Pan. He saw Rock Pan frown as well, clearly not optimistic about the outcome.
"Hmph, to dare compete with my Ten Thousand Swords Villa in melee sword dao, he is courting death." Nameless Sword sneered. He believed that his grandson had the absolute strength to defeat Zhou Yang.
"Zhou Yang will absolutely not lose. Absolutely not." Tang Yuewu clenched her fists tightly. She believed in Zhou Yang, but she knew Jian Wuhen's strength very well. It was definitely not something that Zhou Aotian could compare with.
Peng …
After another clash, Zhou Yang was sent retreating thirty feet. As for Jian Wuhen, his figure flashed as he froze in his spot.
Zhou Yang was at a disadvantage …
"Good. Haha …" Nameless Sword laughed out loud.
As for the Heavenly Dipper Sword Sect, they wore grim expressions. They knew that Zhou Yang could not lose this battle because he was the core of the alliance. Once he was defeated, their morale would plummet. More importantly, outsiders could not interfere in this battle. Defeat was equivalent to death.
"This won't do. If this continues, Zhou Yang will die. We have to think of a solution," said Ding Mei anxiously.
"Don't worry. I believe Master will have a solution." Although Magpie Girl said that, she was feeling extremely anxious. She knew better than anyone that Zhou Yang's cultivation level was only at the ninth level of the Mercury realm. The battle had not been fair from the beginning.
However, what was absolutely fair in this world?
Zhou Yang always believed that fairness was created by himself.
With a thought, he could not help but recall all the battles he had fought in the past. Powerful fighting spirit emanated from his body, and immediately following that, the sound of war drums sounded …
Fearless Fighting Spirit!
Jian Wuhen was no ordinary person. Even if his cultivation level was the same, he would still be a formidable opponent, much less when there was a difference of an entire realm.
Against such an opponent, he had to go all out. At the very least, he had to raise his cultivation level to the Jupiter realm.
As Fearless Fighting Spirit circulated, a mystical power in his dantian constantly fused with his Quintessential Essence. Eventually, his strength constantly increased, and his Quintessential Essence constantly condensed.
It looked like he was still at the Mercury realm, but in fact, his strength and Quintessential Qi had doubled. It was equivalent to the third level of the Jupiter realm!
Although there was still a gap between him and Jian Wuhen, who was at the sixth level of the Jupiter realm, it was enough.
Boom!
A sonic boom suddenly sounded. In the next moment, Zhou Yang's speed doubled. Even without using the Magma Colossus Astral Soul, his speed had reached four times the speed of wind.
"Hmph, it's useless to increase my speed. I'll end Zhou Yang …"
Jian Wuhen's face was filled with disdain as he struck out three times.
Bang! Bang!
Bang! After three consecutive collisions, the immense force shattered the stone platform. This time, both of them retreated.
Zhou Yang took three steps back, and so did Jian Wuhen.
They were evenly matched!
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