Chapter 155: Itchy Skin?

"Favor!" Yang Ye glanced at the young man, and then said lightly. After speaking, he jumped and landed in front of the young man.

"Who do you like about these two people?" Qin Feng beside Murong Demon suddenly asked.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Murong Demon's mouth, and he said, "Qin Feng, I know that you underestimate Yang Ye a little bit, thinking that he only has the strength of the innate second grade. But I have to tell you, even if it is me, I am not sure that I will defeat him, this Situ Bo is purely looking for abuse!"

"Is he really that strong?" Qin Feng frowned. He admitted that the person who was able to break into the twenty-second floor of the Sword Slave Tower was definitely not rubbish, but if he said that the other party's strength was not weak and the demon girl, he would be a little unconvinced. Because the time for the other party to be promoted to innate is too short, and the realm is even worse by a lot.

Murong Demon didn't speak, just looked at Yang Ye who jumped off the stage, she still remembered the power of Yang Ye's sword box at the beginning, especially the weird sword skills, even she had to be afraid.

"Senior Brother Situ, it is said that this Yang Ye has broken through the twenty-second floor of the Sword Slave Tower, is it a little inappropriate for you to let Senior Brother Situ Bo do this? After all, with the other party's qualifications and potential, he will definitely be a super genius in the future. A young man beside Situ Rong said to Situ Rong.

"You said it's the future!" Situ Rong glanced coldly at Yang Ye in the audience, and said: "I admit that if you give him and that Murong Demon time, their future achievements will definitely not be below us, but so what? Do you want my brother to give away this opportunity to participate in the Qingyun List? My brother's strength is relatively weak, but I don't believe it, with my help, he can't enter the list, what does it mean to be on the list, you should understand it very well!"

The young man beside Situ Rong nodded slightly, of course he understood what it meant to be on the list, and also, if someone took his position, he would definitely be very unhappy, especially a person whose realm was several grades lower than him!

"Who do you think will win?" asked an outer disciple in the audience.

"I'm optimistic about Situ Bo, he is not only an old inner disciple, but also an innate seventh grade, and Yang Ye, Yang Ye seems to have only been promoted to congenital for a long time, right?

"Have you forgotten that Yang Ye used the strength of the Nine Grades of the Xuan to kill Liu Qingyu in seconds?"

"That is, Yang Ye was able to kill the Innate Realm when Yang Ye was in the Mortal Realm Nine Grades, and now that he is in the Innate Realm, how terrifying is that strength? ”

"Okay, okay, don't you all argue, won't we know when they beat us?"

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Offstage, Situ Bo held the long sword and pointed diagonally at the ground, looked at Yang Ye coldly, and said, "I heard that you broke into the twenty-second floor of the Sword Slave Tower. ”

Yang Ye nodded, and then said, "Let's make a move!" He understood what Yuheng meant, since the other party wanted to see his strength, he didn't mind letting the other party see it, not only for him, but also for those who participated in the Qingyun List with him, only with strength can he be respected, this truth, Yang Ye understands. In order to avoid trouble in the future, he agreed to compete with the person in front of him.

Situ Bo's face sank, Yang Ye didn't even take out his sword and asked him to make a move, was this insulting him?

"Take out your sword, I'll let you make three moves, lest I bully the small!" Situ Bo said with a gloomy face.

Yang Ye was stunned, let him make three moves? When he saw the other party's face, he immediately understood, it seemed that the other party had misunderstood that he was insulting him. Without explaining, Yang Ye's right foot slammed on the ground, and his body shot out. At the place of stepping, the ground collapsed directly, which shows its strength.

Yang Ye still didn't take the sword out, his right hand clenched into a fist, and he slammed straight at Situ Bo, without any fancy punches, just a simple punch.

Situ Bo didn't take the initiative to attack, he said in front of the public in the hall to let Yang Ye make three moves, how could he break his promise? It's just that when Yang Ye's fist came to him, he regretted what he had just said.

The punch that originally seemed to be ordinary and indifferent, but when it was about to reach Situ Bo, it suddenly became extremely powerful, and the power contained in the fist made the air tear apart wherever the fist passed, and the sound of air explosions sounded.

Situ Bo was shocked, several people on the stage who participated in the Qingyun List were shocked, and a touch of surprise flashed in Yuheng's eyes, and Yang Ye's strength surprised him.

Situ Bo couldn't care about the sentence he said before, 'let you make three moves'. With a movement of his wrist, the long sword brought up an afterimage and slashed towards Yang Ye's fist. didn't use sword skills, didn't have time to use sword skills, and couldn't run, because of his own carelessness, so that Yang Ye had already come to him, he couldn't escape at all, he could only regret Yang Ye.

Yang Ye didn't dodge the long sword, but the speed of his fist was faster!

"Peng!"

The fist slammed on the long sword, and the Xuanjian Sword at the lower level of the Xuan Rank trembled violently, and a spider-like crack appeared on the sword body in an instant. Situ Bo was shocked, the moment Yang Ye's fist came into contact with his long sword, the sword in his hand was almost shaken off, how much strength does this need? How terrifying defense does it need?

Not only Situ Bo was shocked, but everyone present was shocked. With his fist, he regretted the Xuan Rank Lower Grade Xuan Sword, and the fist not only did not suffer the slightest damage, but also almost shattered the opponent's sword, is this a Xuan Beast?

Seeing this scene, Murong Demon's face on the teleportation platform became solemn, she still underestimated Yang Ye, originally she thought that the set of sword boxes and the weird sword skills were Yang Ye's hole cards, but now it seems that the other party's hole cards are far more than ah.

Situ Rong on the side also had a dignified face, and he used his fist to slash the Xuan-rank Xuanjian without any damage, this is simply the flesh of the ninth-order Xuanyu, how could this person named Yang Ye in front of him have such a terrifying body?

Offstage, Situ Bo didn't have time to think or be shocked, because Yang Ye blasted at him with another punch.

Situ Bo's wrist moved, and the long sword slashed at Yang Ye again.

"Peng!"

The long sword shattered, Yang Ye's fist did not slow down, and it slammed into Situ Bo's chest, Situ Bo was shocked, his right hand clenched into a fist, and Yang Ye's fist slammed over.

"Click!"

The moment he touched Yang Ye's fist, Situ Bo's face changed drastically, and immediately, a crisp sound of bone breaking sounded in the field, and the next moment, Situ Bo's body flew out backwards like a broken kite, flew out four or five zhang away, and fell heavily to the ground.

The audience was silent!

Is this a failure?

Situ Bo, who was born with seven grades, was defeated by two punches in this way, and everyone in the field was stunned.

Yang Ye withdrew his fist, looked at Situ Bo lying on the ground in the distance and shook his head, then turned around and walked towards the teleportation platform. The opponent's strength is still there, but he shouldn't underestimate the enemy, if he doesn't underestimate the enemy, he will use his sword skills as soon as he comes up, then it is impossible for him to rely on his fists to solve the opponent so simply.

But it's a pity that the other party is too light on the enemy, not only let it get close, but also fist with him, fist with him, isn't that looking for death?

Situ Rong jumped off the portal and came to Situ Bo's side, when he saw the distorted arm in Situ Bo's eyes, Situ Rong's face instantly turned hideous, Huo Di turned his head to look at Yang Ye, and said: "It's just a simple competition, you actually have such a heavy hand against the same door, you are so ruthless!"

"I've already shown mercy to my subordinates!" Yang Ye stopped, turned to look at Situ Rong, and then turned around and continued to walk towards the teleportation platform.

"Be merciful?" Situ Rong said with a hideous face: "What a merciful subordinate, Senior Brother Yang Ye's strength is amazing, Situ Rong's hands are itchy, I want to ask Senior Brother Yang for a few tricks, I wonder if Senior Brother Yang can appreciate his face?"

Yang Ye stopped again, turned to look at Situ Rong, and said, "Are you sure you have itchy hands, not itchy skin?" In the fight with Situ Bo, he was indeed merciful, otherwise if he exerted all his strength, that punch would be enough to shatter Situ Bo's bones all over his body. The battle with Situ Bo was just a simple competition, and there was no need to distinguish between life and death, because Situ Bo had never thought of killing him.

But if the person in front of him dared to make a move, he felt that the other party would not be able to participate in this Qingyun List, because he saw the killing intent in the other party's eyes.

"Haha" Situ Rong laughed angrily, the person in front of him was really angry, who did he think he was? Just when he was about to do it directly, Yu Heng appeared between the two, Yu Heng glanced at Situ Bo, who was lying on the ground and fainted, and then looked at Yang Ye and said, "It's too heavy!"

"I don't think so!" Yang Ye said lightly: "He should be glad that he met me, if it is a disciple of the Ghost Sect or another sect, do you think he still has a chance to live?"

Yu Heng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "This matter is over, go to the imperial capital!"

Under Situ Rong's resentful gaze, Yang Ye and Murong Demon stepped into the teleportation array to the imperial capital.