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Chapter 2015

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In this narrow space, Xia Jiulong's strength was suppressed by more than half and he couldn't use his weapon. It would be difficult for him to kill Ye Qinghan. At this moment, he was burning with anger. The Nine Dragons Fan appeared in his hand and he gently waved it.

"Good! As expected of a young talent, I admire you. However, it is rare for us to meet our match. I hope that seniors will not interfere and let me and Sect Master Ye have a good fight. Disperse the chessboard formation. Weapons may be used, but the limit is three moves. If Sect Master Ye can still stand, I will admit defeat in front of the world's overlords! "Xia Jiulong said in a deep voice.

"No!"

Before Ye Qinghan could refuse, Fanyin immediately rejected Xia Jiulong's request. If Xia Jiulong didn't have the suppression of the chessboard array and used the Nine Dragon Fan in his rage, even Fanyin wouldn't dare say that she could block a sure-kill attack, let alone Ye Qinghan.

"Junior Sister Fan Yin, this battle is between me and Sect Master Ye. Everyone is here to liven things up for the saints. Even if you refuse, it should be Sect Master Ye who admits defeat before refusing. What is your relationship? How can you refuse this battle on behalf of Sect Master Ye? I don't believe that a man like Sect Master Ye is a little man who hides behind a woman! "Xia Jiulong's eyes were as dazzling as the stars as he stared at Fan Yin.

Every sentence was aimed at the heart. He didn't give Ye Qinghan a chance to refuse!

At this time, everyone could see that Xia Jiulong wanted to use this opportunity to kill Ye Qinghan. He was very determined. Otherwise, he wouldn't have declared war on Ye Qinghan on this occasion.

"Hahaha, it's been a long time since I've seen such a good fight. It really reminds me of the battles I had with my fellow daoists when I was young. At that time, winning or losing wasn't important. What was important was to break through one's bottleneck. Death wasn't even in the eyes. Young people nowadays lack courage. Now, I see hope. "The Lord of Hell laughed heartily. It seemed that he recognized Ye Qinghan and Xia Jiulong's strength and courage. In fact, he was supporting Xia Jiulong.

"Amitabha, I believe that Nine Dragons Crown Prince and School Master Ye are fighting to break through the bottleneck and not to kill each other. We saints should help them achieve their goal." Blessed Buddha Holy Master clasped his palms together and lamented the heavens and pitied the people around him. In reality, he was a cunning schemer. Borrowing someone else's knife to kill someone, and he could even explain it so beautifully.

The Nine Lords all spoke out in support of this battle. Even if the other Holy Lords wanted to refuse, they couldn't. After all, the relationship between the Holy Lands was very delicate.

Emperor Ye and Wu Sheng 'er asked Wu Zhenjun for help. They hoped he would speak up for Ye Qinghan, but Wu Zhenjun shook his head. He didn't say anything in support of the fight.

Everyone was looking at Ye Qinghan. Whether this battle could be won or not depended on whether Ye Qinghan could put down his pride!

Ye Qinghan leaned against the chessboard's barrier and breathed out a few mouthfuls of turbid air. His Golden Body was indestructible, and he was a Paragon Saint. He had already formed a Grand Circulation. Even after suffering such heavy injuries, he was still able to recover quickly. He wasn't any slower than Ye Qinghan.

"We can fight, but I don't care about reputation. Crown Prince, you don't need to admit defeat in front of the world. I don't have the confidence to be the strongest of my generation. However, I have only cultivated for less than sixty thousand years. Compared to the Nine Dragons Crown Prince, it's just a hair from nine oxen. If we fight like this, I'll be at a disadvantage. So, if we really fight, I hope Crown Prince can agree to my condition. If I win, let me go to the Heaven Sealing Prison again. One day is enough. I don't need to bring anyone out of there, I just need to take something that belongs to me. If I can't stand up, I'll probably die.

Ye Qinghan asked in a serious tone.

Xia Jiulong frowned. He was a bit surprised. 'What did he leave in the Sealed Sky Prison? Is it worth risking his life for? '

Ye Qinghan grinned. He was ready to bet his life on that piece of Paragon Gold. It was enough to refine several Eternal Sacred Weapons. It was worth the gamble. Three moves would be over in an instant. He didn't want to seriously injure Xia Jiulong, but he was confident that he could protect himself.

The Cloud Dragon Manor's Manor Lord was a vigorous middle-aged man. He nodded slightly, indicating Xia Jiulong's choice.

"Good! Since it belongs to Sect Lord Ye, as long as you win, the Sealed Sky Prison will open for you to take, "Xia Jiulong said in a deep voice.

"Hahahaha … Crown Prince, you're so straightforward." Ye Qinghan was deliberately stalling for time. The divine power in his body was rapidly recovering. His body had already reached its peak, and it would only take a short time to fully recover.

When Xia Jiulong saw that Ye Qinghan had agreed, he gripped the Nine Dragon Fan in his hand. He thought to himself, 'This person's speed is not to be underestimated. If I want to kill him, I have to give him no chance to escape. The first twenty moves of the thirty-six moves of the Astral Art are probably not very effective against him. To be safe, I'll use the thirtieth move, Lightless Stars! It will directly destroy thousands of miles and destroy his origin. Even a Saint can't save him! '



The Chess Venerable looked at Ye Qinghan's flickering eyes and shook his head helplessly. He waved his hand and removed the chessboard formation. Then, he formed a seal and condensed the stars in the sky, covering the horizon. The clouds were condensed into soil, and a boundary appeared in the sky, just like the earth. Even a veteran Eternal Saint would take a while to achieve this. However, he did it with just a wave of his hand.

His strength was obvious. "This Cloudy Soil Star Boundary is to prevent the two of you from accidentally injuring the creatures within thousands of miles. Just like the earth, it will not affect your combat strength and performance," the Chess Venerable explained in a deep voice.

The boundary was transparent. As long as everyone looked up, they could see the scene above, so it didn't affect their view.

Whoosh — — —

Ye Qinghan and Xia Jiulong's figures flashed and appeared above the boundary. The boundary didn't stop them, but if they wanted to come down, they would have to wait for the Chess Venerable to remove the boundary.

The two of them walked in the air as if they were walking on flat ground. They were about a hundred meters apart, ready to strike.

Whoosh!

The Nine Dragon Fan in Xia Jiulong's hand suddenly flew into the sky. The nine dragons came out together and formed a formation, trapping Ye Qinghan inside. The nine dragons looked down on all living beings and occupied all directions, preventing Ye Qinghan from escaping. If he wanted to live, he would have to withstand three moves.

Ye Qinghan took a deep breath and mobilized the giant blood cells in his body. His Saint Blood burned, and his Nine Transformations Golden Body Dao Physique was completed. The Holy Golden Body flowed with holy light, and the Wishful Bell transformed into a Divine Protection Garment. It flapped in the wind, and the Buddha's Light soared into the sky.

The Blessed Buddha Sacred Master was shocked. He sat up straight and stared at Ye Qinghan. He cried out, "How could the Wishful Bell be in his hands?"

The origin of the Wishful Bell was indeed extraordinary. It even shocked the Blessed Buddha Sacred Master!

However, Ye Qinghan had yet to reveal his true strength. The Record of Yin Yang turned into a golden armor and protected his internal organs. He waved his hand like a god of war, and a short sword appeared in his hand. He didn't have a suitable weapon, and the bamboo flute's power couldn't be unleashed. It could be used against others, but against Xia Jiulong, it was a joke.

Xia Jiulong looked at the short sword and almost fainted. This was the short sword that Ye Qinghan took away half a year ago. It was definitely a top-notch item!

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