Boom! Boom!

The terrifying sword qi contained in the attacks of the two sides had already slammed together under the gaze of countless people. Even if there is a hurricane, a wave of air visible to the naked eye is also set off at the same time, sweeping across the nine heavens and ten earths.

Feeling this terrible shock, the warriors watching the battle around all retreated into the distance with shocked faces.

Some warriors who didn't have time to escape were directly swept away by this terrifying hurricane, and even in this shocking explosion, countless peaks, trees, and rocks, like a typhoon passing through, were razed to the ground in an instant under the gaze of one after another.

As soon as they had withdrawn to a safe distance, the warriors looked ahead.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, but after watching it, you are all surprised.

Saw.

Ye Qinghan's sword, which was enough to cut the heavens and the earth, was actually directly crushed into powder by Yang Mucheng's endless sword rain without the slightest room for struggle. And that burst of sword rain did not weaken in the slightest, and it was still pouring towards him desperately!

An unprecedented death crisis swept in madness.

Ye Qinghan's eyes widened.

Of course, he didn't believe that there was still an existence in Kyushu where there was a inheritance fault to defeat him. But no matter how Ye Qinghan didn't believe it, no matter how unwilling he was, he was helpless.

"Humph!"

Just when Ye Qinghan was desperate, just when everyone thought that Ye Qinghan would be killed by Yang Mucheng, a cold snort suddenly came.

At a critical moment.

A cold snort suddenly came from one side.

But see.

Chen Jiuyang, who had not made a sound, did not make a move, and had always been watching from the sidelines, moved.

With a wave of his right hand, a golden light shot out from his palm. The lightning flew to Ye Qinghan's side, and then stopped. Everyone looked ahead and couldn't help but be stunned. It was actually a palm-sized glass tower!

"What's the use of this thing?"

A thought couldn't help but rise in everyone's hearts.

That's when it happened.

I saw that the small glazed tower suddenly rotated, and a terrifying devouring power erupted from the tower. In the entire body of the tower, there seems to be a huge black hole. The small glazed pagoda was like a gluttonous beast that could not be satisfied, and the 36,000 swords were actually included in the tower under the gaze of shocking eyes.

Even.

Even the last blood-drinking sword, under Yang Mucheng's personal control, was swallowed into the tower like a kitten licking water.

Quiet!

The noisy and shocking Immortal Mountain fell into a dead silence.

All couldn't believe it.

Yang Mucheng actually defeated Ye Qinghan, if it wasn't for Chen Jiuyang's action, Ye Qinghan would have died in his hands.

"Thank you, brother, for your help!"

Ye Qinghan's face was pale.

For the first time, he felt the threat of death, and he couldn't even stand still.

"Get down, I'll deal with him!"

Chen Jiuyang frowned and shouted angrily. With a grasp of his right hand, the small and exquisite tower that devoured the infinite sword rain slowly flew into the palm of his hand.

In fact.

For Chen Jiuyang, Yang Mucheng's ability to defeat Ye Qinghan was indeed beyond his expectations.

Though!

Yang Mucheng and Ye Qinghan were both martial artists of the Purple Mansion Grandmaster, but Chen Jiuyang did not think that Yang Mucheng could win. This is like being the same lord of the country and the same emperor, one in the mortal world and the other in the martial arts world. There is no comparison at all!

The aura of Kyushu is thin, the exercises are scarce, and the inheritance is faulty. In Chen Jiuyang's view, the warriors of Kyushu are like dirt buns who came out of the countryside, and they are not comparable to them.

But it was this inconspicuous bun that defeated them, how could Chen Jiuyang endure it?

Especially the young man in front of him still passed the existence of the Xianmen Assessment Palace, and as soon as he thought of this, he was jealous!

"Old Demon Yang, you are indeed very powerful. Even Ye Qinghan is not your opponent......"

"However, being able to defeat Ye Qinghan doesn't mean that you can also deal with me. Now, your 36,000 famous swords have been received by me in the glazed tower, what else do you have to do?"

Chen Jiuyang looked at Yang Mucheng with a smile, his face full of banter that could not be concealed.

Then.

There was a dead silence all around.

Previously, everyone was still cheering because Yang Mucheng had defeated Ye Qinghan, but now they were silent.

Since these two appeared in Kyushu, this man named Chen Jiuyang has never made a move, but no matter who knows that his strength is higher than Ye Qinghan. But no one expected that it would be so much higher. Just an inconspicuous small tower was enough to contain all of Yang Mucheng's famous swords and intercept his mortal blow!

Everyone's eyes looked at Yang Mucheng.

They want to take a look, how should Yang Mucheng choose when facing this stronger Chen Jiuyang?

But see.

At this moment, Yang Mucheng lowered his brows, as if he was contemplating something.

Everyone didn't know that when Yang Mucheng defeated Ye Qinghan, he also got the hint of 'No. 1 on the Yellow List' at the same time.

'I see!'

'This Ye Qinghan is on the Immortal Mountain, challenging countless Yellow List powerhouses. According to the rules, he is already the first on the yellow list. So, after I defeated him, I naturally reached the top of the yellow list! I completed one of the four top tasks!'

Hearing Chen Jiuyang's words, Yang Mucheng slowly raised his head and looked at the man who was extremely arrogant and ignored everything.

"You are Chen Jiuyang, Ye Qinghan's senior brother, right? Killing one is also killing, and killing two is also killing. I originally planned to kill Ye Qinghan first, and then kill you. But you can't wait to jump out, then I'll kill you first!"

Yang Mucheng's faint voice resounded in the sky above the Immortal Mountain.

All of them were completely shocked.

In the eyes of everyone.

Yang Mucheng's famous swords have been taken away, these famous swords are his last hole cards, and he should have no other means. However, in the face of Chen Jiuyang's provocation, Yang Mucheng still did not have the slightest timidity or fear, but still had a high fighting spirit!

"Can Old Demon Yang win?"

Many people couldn't help but say secretly.

"It's hard!"

At this point, someone seems to have made the final argument. "Yang Lao Mo and Chen Jiuyang are fighting, Yang Lao Mo is afraid that he doesn't even have the slightest hope......

"Wouldn't it?" Some people are also optimistic about Yang Mucheng.

The martial artist rolled his eyes and sneered, "How could it not?" Chen Jiuyang hadn't made a move so far, and his casual words made Ye Qinghan tremble with fright. If you don't have absolute strength, how can you make Ye Qinghan obedient?"

"Old Demon Yang's move to kill Ye Qinghan was even more resolved by him at will!"

"What's more, Chen Jiuyang's cultivation is one order higher than that of Old Demon Yang, reaching a half-step divine thought!"

Everyone heard the news.

They were all shocked.

This Chen Jiuyang's cultivation is even higher?

Just when everyone was shocked, they saw Chen Jiuyang grinning, and then the half-step divine aura was also released without reservation at this moment. At this moment, everyone was completely silent.

Even if he was a bold person, he would not think that Yang Mucheng would be able to defeat Chen Jiuyang, who had a half-step divine thought cultivation, in this situation!

(End of chapter)