At this moment, everyone in the audience looked at the two people above the void with solemn faces. The battle between Spirit Emperor realm warriors was an eye-opener.
However, Xiang Wentian, as the organizer of the Aristocratic Family Competition, had to stand up at this time. A surge of momentum instantly burst out. He looked at Dugu Qianjue with an indifferent expression and said coldly: "In the past, various aristocratic families were participating in the Aristocratic Family Competition.
During the competition, you will know that anyone who violates the rules will be the public enemy of each family!"
Although the scorching sun is shining brightly, every warrior actually feels a bone-chilling chill. The public enemy of the family, even though the Dugu family has extraordinary strength, in front of hundreds of families and the city lord's palace, the fate of the Dugu family is that the family is broken up and everyone is dead. Therefore, each person
They all looked at Dugu Qianjue with strange eyes.
Faced with the choice between her family and revenge for her son, Dugu Qianjue stared at Ye Shaohan with her hateful eyes, then sighed sadly, turned around and returned to the high platform. The moment she turned around, Dugu Qianjue seemed to have aged more than ten years.
, no longer as high-spirited as when he first arrived, like a twilight old man.
Ye Gaotong looked at Dugu Qianjue's back and sighed secretly. Just now, he could understand Dugu Qianjue's complicated emotions.
The changes that took place in the square naturally fell into Ye Shaohan's eyes. He withdrew his gaze and looked at Dugu Xuebing.
Dugu Xuebing looked at Dugu Juefeng on the ground with a dull face, murderous intent surged in her watery eyes, and she suddenly let out a roar, her body moved, and suddenly turned into a black shadow, the long sword stirred, with endless
The sword energy slashed forward. At this moment, the target of Dugu Xuebing's attack seemed not to be Ye Shaohan, but to Ye Shaolan who was standing aside.
A sharp sound of wind and oppressive breath came to his face. Ye Shaolan also held the sword, knowing that he was not Dugu Xuebing's opponent. He swung his sword several times to disintegrate the sword energy that came from the sword. His body shook and fell backward.
However, Dugu Xuebing's figure appeared in front of Ye Shaolan like a ghost and kicked him out.
The strong energy brought about a low explosion, and amid countless exclamations, Dugu Xuebing's kick hit Ye Shaolan hard in the abdomen.
Immediately, a dull explosion sounded, and Ye Shaolan's figure was shaken violently. He fell backwards like a kite with its string broken, and hit a boulder hard. A touch of bright red continued to drip from Ye Shaolan's mouth, abdomen and back-up pass.
The severe pain left Ye Shaolan with no strength to stand up, and her whole body felt weak.
The moment Ye Shaolan was knocked away, Dugu Xuebing's figure followed closely behind, and struck Ye Shaolan with another palm, an invisible energy surging continuously.
Under this palm, wherever Dugu Xuebing passed, gravel exploded and turned into dust and scattered all over the ground.
I'm afraid that if this palm hits Ye Shaolan's body, he will definitely die. On the high platform, Ye Gaotong, who had just sat down, suddenly stood up.
Ye Shaohao, on the other hand, looked even more sad and angry, and rushed towards Ye Shaolan. However, he was stopped as soon as he took a few steps.
The moment Dugu Xuebing took action, Ye Shaohan's figure turned into a phantom and rushed towards Ye Shaolan. Carrying the remaining wind spiritual energy in his body, Ye Shaohan's figure accelerated again and landed in front of Ye Shaolan.
At that moment, Dugu Xuebing's palm suddenly arrived, and Ye Shaohan had no choice but to slap it forward.
"Crack!"
A crisp explosion sounded, stirring up dust all over the ground. With a kick, the two of them took a few steps back.
After all, Dugu Xuebing struck with all his strength, and Ye Shaohan struck out a palm at any time. With this palm, there was not much wind spiritual energy left in Ye Shaohan's body. After forcefully receiving the palm, Ye Shaohan stepped back a few steps.
, until he hit a stone, he stopped with difficulty, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his pale face, his left hand was numb, and sweat continued to drip down Ye Shaohan's cheek, leaning against the boulder,
Keep panting.
Originally, Ye Shaohan consumed a large amount of wind spiritual energy during that terrifying explosion. Now, the wind spiritual energy in his body was almost exhausted.
On the other hand, Dugu Xuebing's figure landed lightly, and a trace of blood dripped from the corner of her mouth, but compared to Ye Shaohan, Dugu Xuebing was obviously less injured.
Incomparable coldness continued to gather around Dugu Xuebing, and her cold eyes fell on Ye Shaohan from a distance. A sneer appeared on Dugu Xuebing's indifferent face. During the confrontation just now, she obviously realized that Ye Shaohan was inside
The spiritual energy is obviously not rare anymore.
Dugu Qianjue was paying attention to Ye Shaohan's condition at this moment. At this moment, he also noticed the situation in Ye Shaohan's body. His gloomy face improved slightly and he shouted in a cold voice: "Xue Bing, Ye Shaohan seems to be at the end of his strength. The spiritual energy in his body is exhausted. Killing
Kill him! All the children of the Ye family who are on the martial arts stage will die!"
Dugu Qianjue's voice resounded through the sky, and almost everyone could hear it clearly. Everyone looked at Ye Shaohan with strange eyes.
Ye Gaotong shot out suddenly. However, this time it was Dugu Qianjue's turn to stop him and sneered: "Why, Lord Ye, do you want to save your children?"
Ignoring the cynicism in Dugu Qianjue's words, Ye Gaotong said in a deep voice: "Hurry up and admit defeat!"
At the same time, the two old men of the Ye family were floating in the air. They waited for Ye Shaohan and others to admit defeat before they took action to stop them.
However, will Dugu Xuebing give Ye Shaohan a chance to speak? Obviously not, the body shot out, the long sword stirred, like a roc with wings spread, carrying sharp explosions and oppression towards Ye Shaohan and
Ye Shaolan shot the two of them. Obviously, she wanted to kill two people with one sword.
Even if Ye Shaohan hides away, Ye Shaolan will definitely die. At this moment, everyone watching can't help but sigh sadly. Originally thought that the Ye family would win in the end?
However, the final result could not be changed. Feeling the pressure around him, Ye Shaolan's lips trembled slightly and he said intermittently: "Quick...dodge...open...!"
From Ye Shaolan's point of view, Ye Shaohan was obviously worried about him. His figure was like a rock, standing there blankly. As the sword light continued to approach, the pressure around him became even greater. Some gravels actually floated up strangely, and
Ye Shaohan's figure still stood in the same place, not moving at all.
A look of despair appeared in Ye Shaolan's watery eyes, and she slowly closed her eyes. She couldn't bear to see Ye Shaohan die tragically in front of her.
Despair appeared not only in Ye Shaolan's eyes, but also in the eyes of many Ye family disciples. They all thought that Ye Shaohan didn't even have a chance to speak at this moment.
However, no one noticed that Ye Shaohan's face remained as calm as ever, but a smile emerged from the corner of his mouth...
In the necklace, the cute head of Fire Qilin kept shaking, and said faintly: "It's so dangerous to destroy flowers!"
The happiest thing in the world is undoubtedly watching your enemy slowly walk away with despair in your hands.
The sword light flowed like a stream, and as the distance continued to get closer, Dugu Xuebing seemed to see the panic look on Ye Shaohan's desperate face, and the murderous intent in his eyes was even worse. Dugu Xuebing thought silently in his heart: "Brother, Xuebing is going to do something for me."
You took revenge, did you see it?"
The dust dispersed, and Dugu Xuebing had already seen Ye Shaohan. However, to Dugu Xuebing's disappointment, there was no panic on that face, but instead a trace of ridicule, and an uneasy premonition in Dugu Xuebing's heart.
Slowly spreading, spiritual energy surged out crazily again. Perhaps this was the only way to alleviate the uneasiness.
An oncoming breeze blew up Ye Shaohan's hair on his forehead, revealing a pair of dark pupils underneath. Ye Shaohan always looked at the approaching sword light with a calm expression, without any panic in his eyes.
In the originally empty meridians, a violent Suzaku spiritual energy slanted out, filling the entire meridians.
His left hand slowly dropped, and Ye Shaohan was like a rock, quietly watching the sword light that was getting closer and closer.
"What a tragedy! It seems that Ye Shaohan was suppressed by Dugu Xuebing's momentum and couldn't even move at all!"
"If this sword hits Ye Shaohan, he will definitely be seriously injured even if he doesn't die! Today, I was lucky enough to see two geniuses fall. It was not in vain!"
"How is it possible?" As soon as the warrior who spoke finished speaking, he saw a shocking scene that he had never seen before in his life.
When the sword light was still a few inches away from Ye Shaohan's neck, two slender fingers pinched the tip of the sword from time to time. It was not only the warriors who were watching who were shocked, but also Dugu Xuebing.
The force coming from the hilt of the sword made her arm numb.
However, this was not what shocked her the most. The most shocking thing was that when his sword energy was about to touch Ye Shaohan, Ye Shaohan's body was always bursting with red light, and the sword energy disappeared strangely like water vapor in a fire.
Ye Shaohan always looked at Dugu Xuebing with an indifferent expression.
Dugu Xuebing's appearance and figure are all top-notch. Her skin is like frost, her eyes are like autumn water, and she is extremely beautiful.
However, Ye Shaohan's eyes did not change at all because of this face. He did not move, and his body instantly swung to the right, leaving an afterimage of his upper body. At the same time, his left finger was slightly bent, and a red light like a flame circulated on Ye Shaohan's fingertips.
Then, seemingly slowly, he flicked Dugu Xuebing's sword.
"bite!"
Ye Shaohan's left finger touched the blade of the sword. Immediately, a sound like the clash of gold and iron suddenly sounded, and the blade of the sword continued to shake.
In an instant, Dugu Xuebing's entire right arm was numb, and the sword seemed to have been hit by a big stone. The huge force made her blood boil, and the sword finally came out.
The moment the long sword flew out, Ye Shaohan's figure shot out in vain, almost colliding with Dugu Xuebing. His left finger was like a stream of light, making it impossible to catch its trajectory, and it brought with it a fierce energy.
It slammed into Dugu Xuebing's chest, and at the same time an indifferent voice sounded in Dugu Xuebing's ears: "Wind God Finger!"
"It's over! This finger is a repayment for Ye Shaolan!"