Chapter 257
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Although Tang Ao's strength was not bad, in the Emperor Netherworld Secret Realm, everyone could use all sorts of methods. Tang Ao had too many enemies and it was extremely disadvantageous in the Emperor Netherworld Secret Realm. The death rate in the Emperor Netherworld Secret Realm was extremely high. If one wasn't careful, it was extremely possible that Tang Ao, the genius disciple who hadn't grown up, would die in the Emperor Netherworld Secret Realm.
In the Emperor Netherworld Secret Realm, Tang Ao met with a problem. Facing the Spirit Dragon Fruit that countless experts at the peak of the Origin realm drooled over, Tang Ao was currently racking his brains to think of a reasonable way to give it to the beauty in front of him, then quickly send her away so that she wouldn't delay him from enjoying the Spirit Dragon Spring.
Seeing that Tang Ao was staring at her and not attacking, Ye Han didn't dare to delay any longer. If she delayed any longer, her advantage would be taken by someone else. Since Tang Ao wasn't willing to give up on the Spirit Dragon Fruit, sooner or later, there would be a battle between her and Tang Ao. After thinking it through, Ye Han held her dagger and rushed towards Tang Ao.
Tang Ao was stunned in his heart. The beauty was too impatient. He hadn't even thought of a reasonable way to give the Spirit Dragon Fruit to her yet. In the end, she couldn't wait and rushed over. She was forcing him to get both the treasure and the person.
Ye Han and he were both experts at the peak of the 9th level of the Origin realm and it wasn't a duel in the school. So, Tang Ao didn't dare to be careless. The Hundred Battles Spear Spirit was instantly summoned and a blood-stained spear instantly appeared in Tang Ao's hand. One inch longer, one inch stronger. One inch shorter, one inch more dangerous.
At that moment, the long weapon that represented the spear and the short weapon that represented the dagger were fighting together. At that moment, they were fighting to their heart's content. The two daggers in Ye Han's hands were like two cunning poisonous snakes as they endlessly stabbed towards the vital points on Tang Ao's body. Every single move was a killing move.
On the other hand, the Blood Spear of Hundred Battles in Tang Ao's hand danced in a perfect circle, like a dragon emerging from the sea, causing the surrounding airwaves to tumble. Even the black clothes on Ye Han's body were cut open by the sharp Spear Qi, revealing his snow-white skin.
The more Ye Han fought, the more flustered he became. She had already memorized the names and moves of the top experts of the six great clans of the Desolate Antiquity and the eight great sects of the Black Yellow World. The strongest in the Seven Kills Sect were Dongxuanye and Ouyang Duan. Next were Jing Wuyi, Nishang Fairy, Luo Caiyi, and Fang Xiuwen, the eldest of the three brothers of the Fang family.
However, Tang Ao wasn't among the five, so why was he so powerful? While Ye Han was amazed, Tang Ao also felt that Ye Han was very good. Not to mention anything else, just his figure was very good. As Tang Ao slashed with his spear, the sharp Qi left a big hole on Ye Han's clothes.
Half of his snow-white skin was instantly exposed. Ye Han felt a chill on his chest and hurriedly looked down. He saw that Tang Ao's spear had actually cut through his clothes. Ye Han was embarrassed and angry at the same time. She immediately messed up her palm technique. "Kacha!" Because Ye Han was momentarily distracted, he didn't adjust his footwork in time and instantly sprained his ankle.
After his ankle was injured, Ye Han felt the pain and his body went limp, falling toward Tang Ao. Seeing Ye Han fall, Tang Ao hurriedly withdrew the spear that he had thrust out. He then recalled the Spear of Hundred Battles back into his body and supported Ye Han with both hands.
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