His voice was neither loud nor soft.
However, not a single word was missed by the crowd.
For a moment, the entire hall fell into dead silence!
The smile on Xiang Heng's face, who was initially filled with battle intent, froze. He looked in the direction of the voice and saw Ye Chen shaking his head as he spoke.
He could not help but feel angry. He looked at Ye Chen while gritting his teeth, "Ye, are you saying that I'm not Duan Hu's match?"
Seeing that it was Ye Chen who spoke, Tong Shuhui's pretty face was still cold no matter how kind she was, "Ye Chen, don't spout nonsense if you don't know anything!"
The two of them had yet to fight!
Ye Chen was certain that Xiang Heng would lose!
This was like a slap to their faces!
It was as if she had been betrayed by her own people. She began to regret bringing Ye Chen here for Luo Shuiyao's sake.
Xiang Nan's expression darkened as well, "That's right. Xiang Heng is a member of my Xiang family. I know his strength better than you. You're just a cultivator from the secular world. Do you have the right to speak here?"
Although Xiang Heng offended you with his words earlier, you shouldn't be so narrow-minded as to belittle him, right? "
Liu Yunfeng's eyes were filled with coldness.
Ye Chen wanted to explain to him, but Luo Shuiyao, who was next to him, tugged the corner of his shirt immediately, "Ye Chen, don't spout nonsense. This is a battle between intermediate-level martial venerables."
She was also shocked by Ye Chen. She was afraid that Ye Chen would say something wrong and anger Xiang Nan and the rest. After all, they did not have a good impression of Ye Chen.
Even Liu Qing could not stop winking at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen could only shake his head lightly when he saw that and keep quiet.
From the moment Duan Hu came out, his Divine Consciousness sensed that this person was very strange.
This person's palms were covered in dry calluses. He must have practiced external palm techniques. His skin was rough, and he must have washed his face with coarse salt. Moreover, there was something wrong with his aura. It was obvious that he was once a high-level martial venerable. He did not know what method he had used to force his cultivation base to drop by a level.
Most importantly, this person had an overly strong stench of blood on him. He must have killed more than ten people.
Compared to him, Xiang Heng was like a flower in a greenhouse.
How could he be Duan Hu's match?
The reason why he spoke just now was because he wanted to give Luo Shuiyao face. He wanted to remind Xiang Nan and the others so that it would be easier to replace him. However, he didn't expect that no one would believe him.
Meanwhile, in the Xiao clan's camp, after hearing what Ye Chen said.
A strange arc flashed across Xiao Yuanjing's eyes before he said with a smile, "Luo Shuiyao, I think this Mr. Ye beside you makes sense. You can consider replacing him!"
"What do you want? No deal! "
Before Luo Shuiyao could speak, Xiang Heng suddenly roared, "If I lose today, I will commit suicide in front of everyone. A gentleman keeps his word!"
This was a matter of dignity!
If he really retreated, he wouldn't have any face in the future!
"We won't trade!"
Luo Shuiyao also rejected Xiao Yuanjing's request. To Xiang Heng, it was a battle of dignity, but to them, it was also a matter of pride.
The ten great ancient clans' reputation was greater than the heavens!
Xiao Yuanjing smiled, "Alright, since that's the case, let's begin. Both sides will only fight to determine who's stronger. There will be no life and death. No poison or hidden weapons are allowed. Anyone who violates the rules will be killed together!"
"Boom …"
"Rolling Thunder Cloud Palm!"
Xiang Heng shouted, and the aura in his body instantly erupted. It was powerful and surging. He took a step forward and charged at Duan Hu. He struck out with his palm, and it tore through the air like lightning.
Sensing the might of that palm, the expressions of many people in the hall changed. Clearly, they did not expect Xiang Heng to use such a powerful martial skill as soon as he arrived.
Even Liu Qing and Tang Jianfeng were shocked.
Tong Shuhui subconsciously looked at Xiang Nan, "I didn't expect Xiang Heng to have mastered the Xiang family's mysterious-grade martial skill, the Rolling Thunder Cloud Palm."
Liu Yunfeng nodded his head in admiration, "I can feel that even an ordinary high-ranked martial venerable would have to brace themselves against Xiang Heng's palm strike."
"That's because Xiang Heng has a high comprehension ability."
Xiang Nan seemed to be smiling arrogantly. He glanced at Ye Chen coldly at the end of his sentence and said as if he was pointing at something, "Someone said that Xiang Heng would lose. I'd like to see his expression after this."
"You with the surname Duan, lie down!"
Xiang Heng's battle intent surged as he pushed the strength in his body to the limit. With a few steps, he slapped at Duan Hu.
Disdain flashed in Duan Hu's eyes.
A trace of disdain flashed in Duan Hu's eyes as he immediately punched out. If one were to look carefully, one would notice that the force of his fist was wrapped in a trace of faint flames, causing the surrounding air to be completely incinerated.
This punch was extremely fast. It directly broke through the sound barrier and landed on Xiang Heng's palm as if it was unstoppable.
"Rumble …"
Under everyone's gazes, the fist and palm collided. Space trembled as if it was about to explode from the forceful compression. Vast energy waves swept in all directions, but they were blocked by the formation.
Blergh, blergh …
At the next moment!
In the shocking energy storm, a body was sent flying heavily before smashing into the formation barrier. When he landed on the ground, he spat out dark red blood.
Who else could it be but Xiang Heng?
At that moment, he was lying on the ground. One of his right arms hung limply, and one could even see the white bones inside.
He spat several mouthfuls of blood and struggled a few times, but he no longer had the strength to get up. He looked at Duan Hu in shock and said, "H-How are you so powerful?!"
"How is this possible?!"
Xiang Nan, who was initially confident, stood up in shock. Disbelief was written all over his face, "Both of them are intermediate-level martial venerables, but Xiang Heng was defeated so quickly!"
Tong Shuhui, Liu Yunfeng, and the rest were completely mute!
One move!
Xiang Heng was defeated in one move!
How was this a martial arts competition? It was an instant kill!
On the other hand, Luo Shuiyao covered her red lips lightly. She looked at Ye Chen who was next to her in shock because he was right. Xiang Heng was no match for Duan Hu at all!
"I remember who he is!"
At that moment, Liu Qing's expression changed. He seemed to have thought of something and subconsciously looked at Duan Hu and exclaimed, "H-He's the Taihang Bandit, Pei Xuehu. He's not Duan Hu at all. What he used just now was the Taihang Bandit's famous ultimate technique — Nine Palace Heavenly Flame Fist!"
As his voice fell!
Xiang Nan also recognized it and could not help but curse, "Duan Tian Lang, you're shameless. You actually got the Taihang Bandit to pretend to be a member of the Duan family!"
The Taihang Bandit, Pei Xuehu!
This name was extremely familiar to the people of Shang Santian. It was said that this person was bloodthirsty and was known as the No. 1 person below intermediate-level martial venerables. There were once two high-level martial venerables who joined forces to kill him, but he still managed to escape!
It would be strange if Xiang Heng did not lose when he encountered such a person.
Duan Tian Lang chuckled, "Xiang Nan, Pei Xuehu submitted to my Duan family half a year ago. Moreover, my Duan family even gave him the surname Duan, so he can be considered a member of my Duan family, right?"
Duan Hu said indifferently, "Xuehu has long been a member of the Duan family!"
"You …" Xiang Nan was furious.
Bai Shaoyu, who had been silent all this while, snorted coldly, "Xiang Heng can only blame himself for being inferior. If you're willing to bet, you have to admit defeat. Hand over the netherworld token!"
Luo Shuiyao gritted her teeth and hesitated for a moment. In the end, she waved her hand and a beam of dark light shot at Duan Tian Lang, "Here you go!"
Liu Qing walked over and helped the injured Xiang Heng up. When he passed by Ye Chen, Xiang Heng said viciously, "Ye, I'm not done with you!"
He, who had been defeated, vented all his hatred on Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's expression turned cold, "Why aren't you killing yourself?"
"You …"
Xiang Heng's face turned red. He suddenly spat a mouthful of cold blood and fainted. No one knew if he was faking it or not.
"Let's go!"
Luo Shuiyao glanced at Xiao Yuanjing and the rest coldly. She knew that they had set up a trap from the beginning and were waiting for them to fall into it.
Now, they had lost their only netherworld token!
There was no need for them to stay any longer!
Just as everyone was about to turn around, a calm voice rang out, "You guys can leave, but Ye can't!"
The person who spoke was Duan Tian Lang.
Luo Shuiyao was furious when she heard that, "Duan Tian Lang, don't go too far. Ye Chen is a friend of the Luo family and the Tang family. If you dare touch him, see if my brother will settle the score with you!"
"No, you've misunderstood!"
Duan Tian Lang chuckled softly and said with a spurious smile, "What I mean is, doesn't Ye also have a netherworld token? You guys still have one more chance, don't you? "
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