"Fellow Taoist Ye made three toasts. Mr. Wang has the friendship of a landlord, so he should give three toasts to fellow Taoist Ye in return!"
Wang Xuesong, a young man in fine clothes, still smiled and drank the third cup, then filled another cup and saluted Ye Qian.
"The first cup, I would like to pay tribute to the fellow Taoist who has come all the way from a thousand miles away and encouraged me to work hard to find the fellow Taoist!" Wang Xuesong, a young man in Chinese attire, swallowed the wine in the cup with a look of joy.
There is nothing better than luck when someone is automatically delivered to your door.
Interesting! Ye Qian drank the fourth glass of wine with a smile. He was also a boss who wanted to be decent and show off his grace before taking action. Such a character is always more interesting than those idiots who don't say anything and just start fighting and killing...
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"Second cup, I would like to express my gratitude to my Taoist friends for being so brave, so that we can meet and drink together, and kill and send each other off as we are today!"
Wang Xuesong, a young man in fine clothes, drank another drink happily. He already knew Ye Qian's cultivation level. Four months later, he was already in the middle stage of the seventh level of the Peeping Dao Realm. Even the Feixian Sect did not have such a genius. In this regard, he felt inferior.
Having such an opponent is one of the great pleasures in life.
"Okay!" Ye Qian liked this sentence very much. He drank up the wine in the cup with a hearty smile and refilled it. Without him, he was so bold as to kill Wei Chengfeng in the secret realm of the Gate of Heaven. Naturally, nothing happened after that. Without him, he was so bold.
He wouldn't think about running around to kill the powerful masters of the Feixian Sect, so the two of them would naturally not meet.
"Third cup, I wish you, fellow Taoist, to add to my great reputation in the Feixian Sect. I will treat your fellow Taoist's body well and bury it generously to ensure this!"
Elder Wang Xuesong, a young man in splendid clothes, drank the last cup of his own cup and said to the other powerful men:
"Today I will have a decisive battle with fellow Taoist Ye to determine life and death. If I win by luck, I will have a drink and chat with you all again. If I miss one move, I will trouble you to return to the mountain gate with Wang's body so that he can have a burial place!"
Wang Xuesong did not feel that he was sure of victory. He was once a genius, so he naturally knew that among the same level, slight differences in small realms would not bring any real advantages. Ye Qian was looking at the sixth level of Tao Realm at the same level.
Invincible, now that he has become a powerful person, he may not have such fighting power. Just looking at the tragic death of Elder Fang Jibo of Haiyun City, you know that Ye Qian's strength cannot be inferred based on common sense.
In this battle, Wang Xuesong will use all his strength to go all out, but will not let his friends help besiege Ye Qian. Wang Xuesong has his own pride. He was also one of the top ten talents of the younger generation.
If Ye Qian, who has a high level of cultivation, can't win the battle, he doesn't think adding these mediocre people around him will be of much use.
"Join forces with them, and you have a good chance of survival!" Hearing this, Ye Qian couldn't help but look at this opponent in a different light. He had advantages and didn't use them. He was so stupid that he wanted to fight him one-on-one. Ye Qian didn't know how to say that this opponent was rigid in everything he did.
, and still have an upright nature.
"If Fellow Daoist Ye were to carry out an assassination, it would be much easier to take Wang's head!" Wang Xuesong showed a confident smile. Ye Qian, a person wanted by the Flying Immortal Cult's killing order, dared to come and kill people openly, so how could Wang Xuesong do it?
Half weaker than others.
"Come, let Wang see what's so special about the evil genius who is known as the number one of the younger generation in the Immortal Alliance!" Wang Xuesong said as a golden sword flew out of his body, and he stepped on it directly.
A golden light flashed across the snowy sky and fell on the snow-capped mountains not far from the valley.
"As you wish!" Ye Qian laughed. Such an opponent is worthy of his all-out attack. His blood became slightly hot. An ancient knife appeared out of thin air in Ye Qian's hand. He activated his spatial thrust and instantly appeared on the top of the snow mountain. The ancient sword in his hand
The knife struck Wang Xuesong's neck with a flash of light.
"Is this the space secret technique used by fellow Taoist monks in the secret realm of the Gate of Taiji? It is really weird and secret!" Wang Xuesong commented with a faint smile. The golden long sword in his hand moved slightly, just enough to block Ye Qian's ancient sword, and even had enough power to turn Ye Qian back.
Shocked back.
"Not bad!" Ye Qian was not too disappointed. It was just an ordinary sword strike. If he couldn't block it, Wang Xuesong would not be worthy of being his opponent.
"I have a sword of poverty and insignificance, please appreciate it by fellow Taoists!" The golden sword in Wang Xuesong's hand was restrained in aura, shed its fairy light and splendor, and stabbed at Ye Qian with a simple and unpretentious calmness, without a trace of fireworks.
This sword was Wang Xuesong's explanation for having been someone else's younger brother for decades. He was born in poverty, started from a humble beginning and was inconspicuous, but he came up from behind and became one of the strongest immortal cultivators of that generation!
"Okay, this is Brother Wang's secret trick when he competed for the top ten rankings of the younger generation of the Immortal League. It contained all the murderous intentions of the sword within a small area, and the power increased more than ten times. In one burst, the opponent was directly stabbed and exploded!"
An expert who participated in Wang Xuesong's generation of the Immortal League's top 100 rankings praised him. Wang Xuesong relied on this simple and unpretentious move to determine the name of the top ten geniuses. He became a blockbuster. Now, he is flawless.
Modesty is not spared.
The master of swordsmanship has a higher level of swordsmanship than the Blood Sword Elder of Nanhuang Quan Family who has returned to his clan with ten thousand swords. He has directly reached the state of returning to nature!
Ye Qian frowned slightly. This Wang Xuesong didn't test him when he first came up, and brought the battle rhythm directly to the peak.
To be honest, in terms of sword skills, Ye Qian is really not as strong as Wang Xuesong. At least he can only comprehend the sixth cut of the Nine Illusionous Consecutive Cuts, let alone the six cuts into one. If he hadn't also figured out the Duplicate Technique, the six
Overlapping may not necessarily be able to force Wang Xuesong's move.
"Not bad, only second best!"
Ye Qian swallowed the aura of the long sword in his hand, and a flash of light flashed through his eyes. The sixth cut of the nine consecutive illusory cuts directly hit the king's cedar golden sword. The six-fold force burst out in an instant. While swinging the golden sword away, Ye Qian himself also felt
An indestructible kendo spiritual power was like a dam bursting, rushing toward him with unstoppable force.
"Keng..." There was a long sword cry, and the moment the two people came into contact, they were impacted by each other's spiritual energy and flew away. Fortunately, their physical strength was not low, and they did not receive any injuries.
"It's so easy to take it!"
All the powerful men looked at Ye Qian in shock. Just like Wang Xuesong's sword that returned to nature, Ye Qian's sword was also ordinary and incomprehensible, but he actually took over Wang Xuesong's sword of fame.
"I have a sword of royal power and wealth. Please appreciate it, my Taoist friends!" Wang Xuesong's lips curved into a smile, and the spiritual power of his Dantian poured into the long sword in his hand. The golden kendo spiritual power spit out a sharp sword light at the tip of the sword, and Wang Xuesong
My whole body is emitting dazzling light like the sun, like a rising sun, and then bursts out countless hair-thin golden sword lights, with a sharpness that pierces the void, piercing Ye Qian's body within a hundred meters.
All space is enveloped in it.
"This is the secret technique of royal power and wealth. Brother Wang became the core elder of the inner sect. He was rated as a heavenly being by the eighth most powerful ancestor of the Flying Immortal Sect. It is expected to turn the battle into a battlefield!"
A powerful man looked excitedly at the golden sun in the sky. Wang Xuefeng had only used the secret skill of royal power and wealth once, and no one had seen him use it since then. He didn't expect to be lucky enough to have such an eye-opening experience today.
"No, there's something wrong with those golden sword lights!" A powerful man looked at the countless golden sword lights stabbing Ye Qian with confusion. Under his mental induction, these golden sword lights gave people a sense of threat, not even that of the poor and humble people just now.
The swords were very powerful. No matter how many there were, they should not pose any threat to Ye Qian. Wang Xuefeng's move should not have only this power, but he could not sense what the problem was at all.
Ye Qian looked at the countless golden sword lights coming from him. His mental induction was similar to that of that powerful person. The golden sword light was still somewhat useful against ordinary powerful practitioners. Against him, Ye Qian was really not as threatening as the sword just now.
Big, the ancient sword in his hand casually cut off the golden sword light, Ye Qian felt strange, it shouldn't be that simple.
"The wealth of the sword lies in its body!"
Wang Xuesong's voice came out again. This time it was very different. The voice turned every golden sword light into golden light waves and spread out. The small world where Ye Qian and Wang Xuesong were fighting was instantly rendered into a golden world.
There is no other trace of color.
"This is the true power and wealth of kings. I said, there must be something wrong, and there must be a back-up plan!" The confused powerful man just now stood up excitedly and looked up at Wang Xuesong, who turned into a golden sun in the void.
His eyes are full of admiration, this is the appearance and momentum of a true immortal genius.
Ye Qian frowned. No matter how he moved, the golden light all around him followed him like a shadow. Even the ancient sword was stained with a layer of gold. However, this layer of golden light seemed to be completely harmless. It seemed to be just a layer of brilliance. It was very
eccentric.
What's more, Ye Qian discovered that no matter how the space surged, the distance between him and the golden sun transformed by Wang Xuesong remained unchanged. It seemed that no matter where he went, this small golden world would follow him.
"The value of a sword lies in its heart!"
Wang Xuesong's voice appeared again, and the whole golden little world echoed with this sentence endlessly, penetrating into every place, and then penetrated into Ye Qian's heart from Ye Qian's ears, nose, mouth, and every inch of skin pores on his body, and then echoed in Ye Qian's heart.
Heart.
Ye Qian's heart tightened. This was the first time he had seen this weird kendo. It seemed to be a combination of spiritual and soul skills and kendo. It was weird and at the same time had extraordinary power.
"The power of the sword lies in its edge!"
The entire golden world fell with Wang Xuesong's words, and Ye Qian felt that there was a permeating space everywhere, and the invincible will of the sword seemed to be alive, as if the disaster of heaven had not been triggered, and was only waiting for the last moment to arrive.
Ye Qian finally understood at this moment that Wang Xuesong had obviously taken the key step to break through to the eighth level, and knew how to transform the battle situation into a battle domain. It would not be an exaggeration to call it a half-step glimpse into the eighth level of the Tao realm. He had already reached the level.
Entering Wang Xuesong's unfinished battle domain, the golden light follows him like a shadow. This is one of the characteristics of the battle domain.
Different from the real eight major powers of the Peeping Dao Realm, Wang Xuesong is obviously not close enough. The previous actions are completely to accumulate the peak battle power, and then evolve into a semi-finished battle field. The sword will that looks like a disaster of heaven is not that he does not want to attack directly, but he has not accumulated enough.
, Wang Xuefeng needs to continue to promote evolution.