If he died, he must have been angry to death from Jin Chanzi.
Why hadn't he noticed that Jin Chanzi's mouth was so poisonous before?
An Suyou was the Four Sword Spiritualist, Qingge was the Three Sword Spiritualist, and Jin Chanzi knew that Ye Qingge was very talented, but he would never allow outsiders to blatantly bully Ye Qingge.
Qingge put her hand on Jin Chanzi's shoulder and she took a step forward.
Jin Chanzi glanced at Qingge and frowned fiercely, "Qingge, don't show off."
Qing Ge smiled slightly and looked at her without saying anything.
After looking at each other for a long time, Jin Chanzi surrendered, "That's it, it's up to you."
"Believe me."
After that, Qingge walked towards An Suyou and stopped when she was about three steps away from An Suyou. She looked at An Suyou carefully. She hadn't seen him for a long time. This face was getting older and older, not as good as Jin Chanzi's.
Sunshine, Ansuyou feels particularly gloomy right now.
"I'll take the fight." She opened her thin lips lightly and said each word.
An Suyou felt that Ye Qingge's gaze was like a burning flame, burning his eyeballs.
His eyes were wandering and he didn't dare to look at her.
He owes Ye Qingge, how can he feel at ease with guilt.
However, Ming Qian must not leave this position.
He has to keep Ming Qianjue, who is his only hope for revenge for his wife and children.
The conditions promised by Ming Qianjue were very tempting and could make An Suyou give up Jialan and Ye Qingge.
"Qingge, I..."
An Suyou seemed to want to say something hypocritically, Qingge suddenly raised his palm, and with the power of his spirit like a surging cloud, the Mingwang Sword inserted into Ming Qianjue's body and the tree trunk was automatically pulled out and returned to Qingge's palm.
Qingge gripped the Mingwang Sword tightly, looked at An Suyou, and interrupted An Suyou's next words, "Since we want to fight, there is no need to say more."
Qingge raised his sword and fought. An Suyou's eyes were condensed, with black whirlpools in his eyes, and he looked at Qingge complicatedly.
The two masters and apprentices finally reached the moment when they met each other in battle and fought to the death.
An Suyou felt very depressed, as if there was a mountain pressing on his heart, almost suffocating him.
But he is sensible and very sober.
He released the spiritual energy, which was like the surge of sea water and the eruption of volcanoes, countless in number, filling every corner of the Jueqing Mountains.
The wind and rain of heaven and earth are in his hands.
The peak of the Four Swords Spiritual Master is about to break through the Five Swords Spiritual Master.
There is only a blank sheet of paper between the two ranks. It can be said that An Suyou is half a Five Swords Spiritual Master.
Seeing this, the people around looked at Qing Ge with strange eyes.
Qingge is indeed very talented. There are only a handful of Three Sword Spiritual Masters under the age of twenty who have such talent.
But, even so, she was no match for An Suyou and could only become An Suyou's loser.
Everyone didn't understand how courageous Ye Qingge was to accept An Suyou's challenge.
An Suyou has broken through the Four Swords Spiritual Masters for many years, and his spiritual energy has accumulated and consolidated. Now he is close to the Five Swordsmen. His strength is unfathomable and his combat ability is also very powerful.
"Grandpa, go and persuade Ye Qingge, she can't win against An Suyou," Yan Yan said.
Yan Xiaowu was also very worried.
Yan Shibing looked at Qingge and pursed his lips.
He has always believed that Ye Qingge is a person who can create miracles, but this time it is different. She is facing the peak master of the Four Swords Spiritual Master. It is not easy to defeat him?
This means that the power she has gained must be handed over again.
The mercenaries, all with their hearts in their throats, sweated over Qingge.
Deep in the hearts of the mercenaries, they all yearn for the warmth of the world. Everything Qingge said is like a sweet dream intertwined, which is their yearning.
"Now that the matter has come to this, I can only trust her. Win or lose, just don't get hurt." Grandpa said.
If An Suyou hurt Ye Qingge during the battle, she would never sit idly by and ignore it.
Yan Yan glanced at his grandfather, then turned to look at Ye Qingge.
She once thought that she was the most dazzling woman in Luohua City, with a noble status, a rare weapon refiner, and her cultivation talent was unmatched by ordinary people.
But she knew that if one could advance all the way through cultivation, it was often through taking pills that improved one's realm.
She looked at Qing Ge. No matter whether Qing Ge was fighting Ming Qianjue or An Suyou, she was always so calm and calm.
However, when he raises his hands and feet to draw out the sword and collect his energy, his momentum is like that of thousands of beasts galloping, and the world is turned upside down.
Yan Yan was not only suspicious.
Ye Qingge was born to be in a high position, and she was destined to be the king.
At this time, the battle between Qingge and An Suyou was like a burning flame, a critical moment.
An Suyou was unstoppable, and Ye Qingge couldn't bear just the spiritual energy he spurted out.
Ye Qingge has always been at a disadvantage, at a disadvantage, constantly dodging spiritual energy attacks.
An Suyou didn't even use weapons. Just the spiritual energy of the Four Swords Spirit Master was enough to suppress Ye Qingge.
"What should I do? Qingge has no chance to resist." Yan Yan was a little anxious.
Yan Xiaoqi stood aside. She glanced at Yan Yan, raised her face, and said proudly: "Sister Yan, don't worry, my mother will definitely win. She is omnipotent and is a great hero."
Yan Xiaoqi couldn't wait to use all the words of praise on Qingge.
Yan Xiaoqi was in a trance.
It would be great if Ye Qingge was really her mother.
But then I thought about it, if it was true, wouldn't it mean that Ye Qingge gave birth to her when she was less than ten years old?
Yan Xiaoqi shuddered and trembled, feeling a chill in her heart.
Yan Xiaowu glanced at Yan Xiaoqi. She and Yan Xiaoqi didn't like each other because of their similar names.
"Look carefully, although Qingge is at a disadvantage, she is not panicking at all. Her pace is smooth and relaxed. On the contrary, An Suyou used too much force. He put all his spiritual energy into dealing with Qingge, but
He couldn't grasp Qingge's lifeline. In battle, it's not whoever has the fiercest spiritual energy who can win. The winner often needs to go through many tests. Qingge is a warrior. Her fighting ability can turn the world around and turn defeat into victory.
, just take your time and watch."
Yan Xiaowu said while looking at Qing Ge.
Yan Yan was thoughtful, and after Yan Xiaowu said this, she realized that Ye Qingge seemed to be at a disadvantage, but in fact he was calm and understated.
Yan Yan's eyes widened——
Can Ye Qingge really defeat An Suyou?
This is almost impossible, everyone thinks so.
The difference between the ranks above the spiritual master is a thousand miles. The difference between one rank and the other's strength is the difference between heaven and earth.
Among the younger generation, only Qingge and Mo Xie can compare with Yan Xiaowu's cultivation strength.
At this moment, she was watching this battle with great disparity in strength very seriously, observing it meticulously and not missing any detail.
Nanjia Nanqiao stood not far away, looked at Qing Ge with disdain, and snorted coldly, pretending to be arrogant, "You are not overestimating your own abilities. The three swords spiritual masters even try to defeat the four swords spiritual masters, let alone those at the peak level.
The Four Sword Spiritual Masters are really asking for trouble, don't think that you are lucky and have good opportunities, and you can stand at the top of the Four Stars."
"Who has such a bad mouth?"
Yan Xiaoqi opened her eyes curiously, looked around, and finally looked at Nanqiao, "Sister Nan, did you rinse your mouth this morning? If you didn't know, you would have thought there was a toilet nearby."
Yan Xiaoqi fanned the wind in front of his nose, "It really stinks."