Fight to the death, or stop right there!
Ye Qinghan let Ye Jiasheng make his own choice. There was no hatred in winning or losing, because it was his choice!
Ye Jiasheng's eyes were filled with killing intent and anger. He looked at Ye Qinghan's calm appearance and swept his eyes over the Eastern practitioners with disdain and contempt.
"Ants, don't say that I didn't give you a chance to live. Fight until one side kneels down and admits defeat, or die! That will be the end of the battle! "Ye Jiasheng said coldly.
He was a mighty expert, yet he was kneeling and admitting defeat. Moreover, he was kneeling in front of all the experts of this world. Once he did so, his Dao-heart would instantly crumble. Taking another step forward would be nothing more than wishful thinking. This was the same as fighting to the death.
Ye Qinghan glanced at the nine experts beside Ye Jiasheng. He had never fought with the experts of Ouxi Holy Land, so he couldn't determine their true strength. However, their realm was similar. If they were suppressed by the Holy Land of Central Earth, then there was nothing strange about it.
Ye Qinghan looked at his own side. Jiang Jingtian, Gu Qingyu, Qitian Monkey King, Lin Wutian, Huang Peng, and Yan Ao's cultivation were about the same. It was almost certain that they would win. Especially Yan Ao, his intelligence could crush anyone. Only Xia Ziluo and Zixian might be lacking.
Ye Qinghan knocked on the stone, thought for a moment, and nodded, "No problem, we will fight until one side kneels down and begs for mercy, or die!"
Killing intent shot out in all directions. Thousands of experts from the Ouxi Holy Land retreated, giving up the battlefield.
The wind whistled, the forest swayed and rustled.
Hua!!
Countless experts rushed to the battlefield, wanting to see a good show.
At this time, Jian Shisan stepped into the territory of Kuang Sect and arrived in front of Ye Qinghan. He whispered, "Do you want me to help you fight and replace the weakest girl?"
Ye Qinghan shook his head. It was impossible for Ye Jiasheng to not know the holy son of Sword Holy Land. In order to not give them a chance to explain, they could only use Kuang Sect's people.
"Enough! Of these ten people, only the leader is worth watching. Wutian and I can kill him. "Ye Qinghan said confidently.
Sword Thirteen didn't say anything else.
The Crazy Sect's camp was surrounded by cultivators from powerful sects and holy lands. Even Xia Jiulong had come in person. Everyone made way for him to enter the valley. He stood side by side with Demon Lord Fashen but did not greet him.
The opposite side of the valley's entrance had been razed to the ground by a few people around Xia Jiulong so that Xia Jiulong could watch. What they did was extremely domineering.
"This King will be the referee. I wonder which senior from the Ouxi Holy Land will come out and be my witness?" Xia Jiulong's voice was deep and heavy. It was as mighty as the sound of a bell, resounding for thousands of miles.
"Cut the crap, Xia Jiulong. These people aren't your men? Since you want to send them to their deaths, this old man will fulfill your wish! "
Whoosh!
A dignified golden-haired old man sped over from behind like a black eagle spreading its wings. He stepped on a person's scalp, and his hair didn't even fly up. His control of strength had already reached the pinnacle.
Whoosh — — —
The golden-haired old man stepped to Yegasheng's side and waved his hand to dismiss all the people around Yegasheng. He said coldly, "Hubert, Debil, Ivan Saint, Hillier, Maris, Emperor Alishan, Alec May, Edmund, Mel, your Yegasheng will fight. Don't let the Eastern cultivators look down on our Ouxi Holy Land!"
These were the top thirty experts of the Ouxi Holy Land. Especially Yegasheng, who was ranked in the top ten of the Ouxi Holy Land. Any one of these ten could defeat ninety percent of the young cultivators of the powerful sects!
Xia Jiulong frowned and glanced at the people of the Crazy Sect. He didn't think much of them, not to mention the two little girls. How could they fight against the top thirty experts of the Ouxi Holy Land?
"Senior Astor, this is the first time I've seen this group of people. A group of nameless juniors. You actually sent out the top thirty of the Ouxi Holy Land. Do you have no one else?" Xia Jiulong asked with a mocking smile.
"Whether they are nameless juniors or not, we'll know after we fight. If they are not your people, would they dare to provoke our Ouxi Holy Land?" The golden-haired old man Astor sneered.
"Idiot, you slapped my face. Do you expect me to cover my face and retreat? Damn it, if you had discussed it with me, I might have given in. But you guys are so rampant. Do you not put me, Lord Fashen, in your eyes? " Lord Fashen's foot crushed the valley, causing it to tremble. He glared at Astor and questioned.
Astor was stunned. No matter how ignorant he was, he should have heard of Lord Fashen. Lord Fashen's Heavenly Demon Sect was at odds with the Central Earth Holy Empire and Sky Reaching Church. It was impossible for him to be Xia Jiulong's people.
"These people are your disciples?" Astor asked with a frown.
Lord Fashen replied coldly, "Only one. I joined the Crazy Sect later. Since you've challenged me, I'll accept it! Isn't it just the top thirty? Even if you send the top ten experts of the Ouxi Holy Land, I'm not afraid of you! "
Experts had their dignity. After being provoked like this, none of them could put down their old faces!
"Hahaha … Interesting. So Lord Fashen actually gave up on Sky Reaching Church and joined this Crazy Sect. This is a great anecdote. I'm even more interested to see who will win or lose. I also want to see how the cultivation of Lord Fashen's disciple is. After so many years, I wonder if his insight has improved." Xia Jiulong glanced at the nine people at the front of the Crazy Sect and Ye Qinghan. He could not tell which one of them was Lord Fashen's disciple.
Lord Fashen snorted and did not respond.
Ye Qinghan rubbed his fingertips. It seemed that this battle was going to be even more difficult.
"Thirteenth Brother, it seems that you'll have to fight in the end. But you don't have to fight first." Ye Qinghan narrowed his eyes and stared at Yegasheng and the other top ten experts. He whispered, "Wutian, kill this Yegasheng with one strike. Don't leave him any chance of survival!"
Lin Wutian nodded silently. He was holding a pseudo-Saint Divine Sword. Compared to the God-slaying Sword, the difference was too big. However, the simpler the sword, the more the enemy despised it!
"The guest will follow the host's decision. You guys can send someone out first." Ye Qinghan stood up and said calmly.
As soon as his voice fell, a gust of wind swept across, blinding everyone's eyes. The cold wind was like a sharp blade, causing people to shrink their heads involuntarily.
Boom!
Schubert was wearing a holy robe. He was around two meters tall and had a burly figure. The weapon in his hand was actually a cross, which exuded a faint holy light that made people feel warm all over. However, the true experts felt a wave of discomfort in their hearts.
"He's ranked in the top 27 of the younger generation of the Ouxi Holy Land. His cultivation is not bad, but his reaction is a little slow." Xia Jiulong nodded and said lightly, as if to remind the people of the Crazy Sect.
In terms of speed, it was the Crazy Sect's forte. After so many years of fighting and killing, they had never stopped running. Their speed wasn't bad at all. Schubert was the slowest of the ten.
"Longtian, you go. Use speed to fight strength, borrow strength to fight strength. Don't fight head-on, and don't get entangled with him." Ye Qinghan whispered.
Di Longtian held the Heavenly Dao Sword in his hand. For so many years, he had been bitterly cultivating. He wanted to prove to his father that he didn't disgrace the Heavenly Dao Sword. He didn't disgrace his father's expectations. Therefore, he rushed from the weak Monarch realm to the unrivalled ninth level of the World Overlord realm!
Boom!
Di Longtian became one with the world. The Heavenly Dragon mark on his forehead shone brightly, controlling the aura of the surroundings.
Both sides stepped onto the battlefield. They didn't greet each other with the most basic etiquette because their eyes were filled with dense killing intent. The first battle was extremely important. Winning or losing represented the face of both sides.
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