"I can't kill the Celestial Emperor in thirty moves? I can beat the crap out of him. "
Evil Sword Immortal's expression was ferocious and his eyes were piercingly cold. He could smash a small fry like the Celestial Emperor into dust with one move. A second move would be the greatest humiliation to him, not to mention thirty moves.
He couldn't figure out the man Jing Tian called the shop owner, so he didn't dare to make a move. However, the Celestial Emperor, who could only tremble in front of him, could be killed as easily as pinching an ant.
"No, I should say a rat."
Evil Sword Immortal cast a contemptuous glance at the sky outside Wuji Pavilion with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Not only was the Celestial Emperor spying from outside, but even the gods were hiding in the dark clouds.
Whether it was the Celestial Emperor or the gods, they were all ants in his eyes. They weren't worthy of his attention at all.
Therefore, even though the Celestial Emperor had been hiding outside, Evil Sword Immortal didn't find them.
It wasn't that he couldn't find them, but that he didn't want to look for them.
After absorbing the evil energy of the six realms, Evil Sword Immortal became arrogant and supercilious. Especially after he grew into his complete form, he even boasted that he was the best in the world and that no one could defeat him.
If Zhou Yang hadn't done things that exceeded his expectations one after another, he wouldn't have been so careful with Zhou Yang.
The unknown was the most terrifying, and the mysterious was the strongest.
He wanted to find Zhou Yang's flaws or see his strength in the process of the duel.
In essence, Evil Sword Immortal was a man who was tough on the outside but weak on the inside. He was afraid of the strong. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been scared away by Jing Tian's empty city stratagem not long ago.
"If you're not confident after thirty moves, how about fifty? How about a hundred? "
Zhou Yang didn't seem to feel the tyrannical aura emanating from Evil Sword Immortal. He chuckled as if in his eyes, Evil Sword Immortal was a weakling, not worth mentioning and could be destroyed with a wave of his hand.
"Gulp ~"
Outside the Wuji Pavilion, the deities in the sky heard Zhou Yang's mocking words, and they could not help but swallow their saliva, and their foreheads were slightly covered in cold sweat.
Fortunately, they weren't the ones to bet on. Evil Sword Immortal was arrogant in Zhou Yang's eyes, but in the eyes of the gods, this was Evil Sword Immortal's powerful strength, a strength that ignored everything.
In the eyes of the Evil Sword Immortal, these so-called Sky Gods were really not worth mentioning.
It was just like how they would never pay attention to a mortal in the mortal world. Mortals made bows, arrows, swords, and spears in the mortal world. Would they, the gods, worry about being shot down from the sky by mortals? Cut by a mortal weapon?
No, because mortals and heavenly deities were not people of the same world. Regardless of whether it was the level of life or strength of the two, there was a qualitative difference.
The difference between mortals and Heavenly Gods was like the difference between them and the Evil Sword Immortal.
"I don't know if we have to change to a new Celestial Emperor. How many tens of thousands of years has he been a Celestial Emperor?"
"I feel like Celestial Emperor won't even be able to withstand three moves before being beaten to death by Evil Sword Immortal."
"Three moves? I'm afraid he'll be reduced to ashes in one move. "
"If it weren't for the fact that Celestial Emperor can deprive us of our divine powers, who would listen to his orders?"
… …
The gods around Celestial Emperor carefully distanced themselves from him, constantly communicating with their eyes. It was obvious that no one was optimistic about Celestial Emperor.
When Evil Sword Immortal became complete, the six realms changed color. Every move he made caused the mountains and rivers to tremble, and the gods and demons to weep. This kind of strength was close to dao.
Moreover, Evil Sword Immortal surpassed the six realms. They didn't know how to kill Evil Sword Immortal, so how could they fight him?
How could they deal with an incomparably powerful and flawless demon?
Celestial Emperor was no longer in the mood to pay attention to the words of the gods around him. His entire mind was focused on Zhou Yang and Evil Sword Immortal. Once the bet between the two reached an agreement, he would be greeted with a storm of attacks from Evil Sword Immortal.
He cultivated the dao of control. Although he could already speak with authority, his own combat strength wasn't very high.
If he was stronger than Evil Sword Immortal, would he have allowed Evil Sword Immortal to grow?
At most, he could preserve his life against Evil Sword Immortal.
"Isn't a hundred moves too much?"
Before Evil Sword Immortal could speak, Jing Tian looked at Zhou Yang eagerly. Although he thought that Celestial Emperor was strong, compared to Evil Sword Immortal, Celestial Emperor's strength was far inferior.
If Evil Sword Immortal agreed, after a hundred moves, Jing Tian really didn't have any hope of Celestial Emperor surviving.
With a single move, Evil Sword Immortal could make Yuzhou City's food disappear. With a gentle wave of his hand, he could move Celestial Emperor to any corner of the six realms. The five elders of Mount Shu were also extremely powerful, but in the end, they couldn't resist Evil Sword Immortal at all.
Evil Sword Immortal's strength wasn't just for show. He had seen it with his own eyes. He believed that even Demon Chong Lou, whom he had met several times, was far from being a match for Evil Sword Immortal.
"Shopkeeper, why don't we think about it some more? Thirty moves should be enough."
Jing Tian walked up to Zhou Yang and whispered.
If Evil Sword Immortal made one less move, they would have a higher chance of winning. If they lost, everyone in the three worlds of immortals and swords would die.
He believed that Zhou Yang could resurrect the dead, but he didn't believe that he could afford it.
"Fifty moves? A hundred moves? "
Evil Sword Immortal's eyes had already turned red, and a faint black mist rose from his body, permeating the entire Wuji Pavilion. The tyrannical aura turned the tables and chairs in the room into powder.
This was the greatest humiliation he had ever suffered since he formed his consciousness.
Especially after Jing Tian said thirty moves, the anger in Evil Sword Immortal's heart erupted like a volcano, destroying heaven and earth, like the waves of the sea, covering the sky and earth.
"Three moves, just three moves. I'll bet on everyone in the world. I'll make three moves. If Celestial Emperor doesn't die, everyone in the world will be saved by you.
If Celestial Emperor dies after three moves, everyone will die, including Jing Tian. "
Evil Sword Immortal stretched out three fingers and said in a cold tone, stressing each word.
"Why me every time?"
Jing Tian's expression changed, and he yelled. What did he do to offend Evil Sword Immortal? Why did he add him every time?
"I've said to increase the stakes. Let's play a little bigger. How about we add ourselves?"
Zhou Yang waved his hand and said casually.
"Add ourselves?"
Evil Sword Immortal had a playful smile in his eyes. His eyes stopped on Zhou Yang, as if he wanted to size up every cell of him.
"How do we bet?"
Evil Sword Immortal was full of confidence. He was immortal, and he was a little interested in the stakes that Zhou Yang mentioned. If the person in front of him lost, he really wanted to see his frightened face.
Would he still be able to maintain such a calm expression?
"If I lose, you can do whatever you want. If you lose, you can do whatever Wanjie Lou wants. It's fair, right?"
Zhou Yang said calmly.
"How do I get a guarantee?"
Evil Sword Immortal frowned slightly. What kind of force was Wanjie Lou? But when he thought of Celestial Emperor's weak strength, he was relieved.
He was going to win this round. There was no need to think about the result of losing.
He only needed to think about how to get the stakes if he won. How could Zhou Yang let him do whatever he wanted?
Zhou Yang's appearance and strength were too strange. If Zhou Yang lost, he really didn't have much confidence in catching Zhou Yang.
"Don't tell me you don't have confidence in your strength."
Zhou Yang shook his head and sighed softly.
"Okay!"
Evil Sword Immortal said. Anyway, after the bet was over, he wanted to test Zhou Yang's strength. When the time came, it would be more interesting for him to reap the fruits of victory with his own hands.
"Are you really not going to consider my feelings?"
Above the sky, Celestial Emperor looked at Zhou Yang and Evil Sword Immortal, who had reached an agreement. His face was ashen as he said resentfully.
Whether Zhou Yang won or lost, Evil Sword Immortal had nothing to lose. If he lost, he would let the other party do whatever he wanted.
He had seen it clearly long ago. No matter who won or lost, these two people would not let the other party do whatever they wanted.
However, such a seemingly playful bet actually used his life as a bet. You should at least ask for my opinion.
Do you know that I'm a man who can manipulate the outcome of the game?
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