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Chapter 155: Itchy skin?

"Agree!" Yang Ye glanced at the young man, and then said softly. After saying that, he jumped up and landed in front of the young man.

"Who do you like among these two?" Qin Feng, who was beside Murong Yao, suddenly asked.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Murong Yao's mouth, and he said: "Qin Feng, I know you underestimate Yang Ye a little, thinking that he only has the second-level innate strength. But I want to tell you, even I am not sure of defeating him. This

Situ Bo is just looking for abuse!"

"Is he really that strong?" Qin Feng frowned. He admitted that the person who could break into the 22nd floor of the Sword Slave Tower was definitely not trash, but if he said that the other party was not as weak as the witch, he would not believe it.

Because the time for the opponent to advance to Xiantian was too short, and his realm was even worse by many levels.

Murong Yao didn't say anything, but just looked at Yang Ye who jumped off the stage. The power of Yang Ye's sword box was still fresh in her memory, especially the weird sword skills, which even she had to be afraid of.

"Senior Brother Situ, it is said that Yang Ye broke through the 22nd floor of the Sword Slave Tower. Isn't it inappropriate for you to ask Junior Brother Situ Bo to do this? After all, with his qualifications and potential, he will definitely be another super genius in the future.

." A young man next to Situ Rong said to Situ Rong.

"You said it was the future!" Situ Rong glanced coldly at Yang Ye in the audience and said, "I admit that if he and that Murong Yao are given time, their future achievements will definitely not be inferior to ours, but so what.

?Do you want my brother to give up this opportunity to participate in the Qingyun Ranking? My brother is relatively weak, but I don’t believe it. With my help, he can’t enter the ranking. What does it mean to enter the ranking? You should

I understand very well!”

The young man next to Situ Rong nodded slightly. Of course he understood what it meant to be on the list. Also, if someone took his position, he would definitely be unhappy, especially a person whose realm was several levels lower than him!

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

"I am optimistic about Situ Bo. He is not only a veteran inner disciple, but also a seventh-level Xiantian. And Yang Ye, Yang Ye seems to have been promoted to Xiantian not long ago, right? How can he beat Situ Bo with so many ranks? In fact, I

I’m also very curious as to why Jian Zong replaced Situ Bo with Yang Ye!”

"Have you forgotten that Yang Ye instantly killed Liu Qingyu with the strength of the ninth-level Mysterious Master?"

"That's right, Yang Ye was able to kill the innate realm when he was in the ninth level of the mortal realm. Now that he is in the innate realm, how terrifying is his strength? By the way, the elders are not idiots. They replaced Situ Bo with Yang Ye.

, they must have their own reasons.”

"Okay, okay, stop arguing, won't we know after they beat us?"

""

Under the stage, Situ Bo pointed at the ground with a long sword in his hand, looked at Yang Ye coldly, and said: "I heard that you broke into the 22nd floor of the Sword Slave Tower."

Yang Ye nodded, and then said: "Let's take action!" He understood what Yu Heng meant. Since the other party wanted to see his strength, he didn't mind letting the other party see it. Not only to show him, but also to give it to him.

Look at the people who participated in the Qingyun Ranking with him. Only those who have strength can be respected. Yang Ye understands this truth. In order to avoid future troubles, he agreed to compete with the person in front of him.

Situ Bo's face darkened. Yang Ye asked him to take action without even taking out his sword. Was this an insult to him?

"Take out your sword and I'll give you three moves to prevent me from bullying the weak!" Situ Bo said with a gloomy face.

Yang Ye was startled, and asked him to do three moves? When he saw the other party's face, he understood immediately. It seemed that the other party had misunderstood that he was insulting him. Without explaining, Yang Ye slammed his right foot on the ground and shot violently from his body.

When he stepped out, the ground collapsed directly, which shows its strength.

Yang Ye still didn't take out the sword, he made a fist with his right hand and punched Situ Bo straight away, without any fancy, just a simple punch.

Situ Bo did not take the initiative to attack. He told Yang Ye three moves in front of everyone in the hall. How could he break his promise? But when Yang Ye's fist came in front of him, he regretted what he had just said.

The punch that originally seemed ordinary, suddenly became extremely fierce when it was about to reach Situ Bo. The power contained in the punch caused the air to be torn wherever the fist passed, and the sounds of air explosions were heard.

.

Situ Bo was shocked, and several people participating in the Qingyun Ranking on the stage were shocked. Yu Heng also had a flash of surprise in his eyes. Yang Ye's power surprised him.

Situ Bo didn't care about what he said before, "I'll give you three moves." With a move of his wrist, the long sword brought up an afterimage and struck Yang Ye's fist fiercely. He didn't use sword skills, and he didn't have time to use sword skills. He ran away.

No, because of his own carelessness, Yang Ye was already in front of him. He couldn't escape at all and could only confront Yang Ye.

Yang Ye did not dodge the long sword, but his fists became faster!

"Peng!"

The fist hit the long sword, and the low-grade Xuanjian of the Bingxuan Order trembled violently, and spider-like cracks instantly appeared on the sword body. Situ Bo was shocked, and the moment Yang Ye's fist came into contact with his long sword

, the sword in his hand was almost shaken and he almost let it go. How much strength does this require? How terrifying a defense is required?

Not only Situ Bo was shocked, but everyone present was also shocked. He punched a low-grade Xuan sword with his fist. Not only did his fist not suffer any damage, but the opponent's sword was almost broken into pieces. Is this a Xuan beast?

Seeing this scene, Murong Yao's face on the teleportation platform became serious. She still underestimated Yang Ye. Originally, she thought that the sword box and the weird sword skills were Yang Ye's trump cards. Now it seems that the opponent's trump cards are

Far more than that.

Situ Rong on the side also had a serious expression on his face, punching a low-grade Xuan-level Xuan sword with his fist without any damage. This was simply the body of a ninth-level Xuan beast. How could the man named Yang Ye in front of him have such a terrifying body?

In the audience, Situ Bo had no time to think or be shocked, because Yang Ye punched him again.

Situ Bo moved his wrist and struck Yang Ye again with his long sword.

"Peng!"

The long sword shattered with a bang. Yang Ye's fist did not slow down and hit Situ Bo's chest with a long drive. Situ Bo was shocked. He clenched his fist with his right hand and punched Yang Ye's fist.

"Kacha!"

The moment it came into contact with Yang Ye's fist, Situ Bo's face changed drastically. Immediately, a crisp sound of bone breaking sounded in the field. The next moment, Situ Bo's body flew back like a broken kite, flying four or five times.

After a distance of ten feet, it fell heavily to the ground.

Quiet! The whole place is extremely quiet!

Is this a failure?

Situ Bo, who was born in the seventh level, was defeated by two punches like this? Everyone in the field was stunned.

Yang Ye retracted his fist, looked at Situ Bo lying on the ground in the distance and shook his head, then turned and walked towards the teleportation platform. The opponent still has strength, but he should not underestimate the enemy. If he does not underestimate the enemy, he should use his sword skills as soon as he comes up.

Then there is no way he could simply defeat the opponent with his fists.

But it's a pity that the opponent underestimated the enemy too much. Not only did he let him get close, but he also fought with his fists and fists with him. Isn't that looking for death?

Situ Rong jumped off the teleportation platform and came to Situ Bo. When he saw the twisted arms in Situ Bo's eyes, Situ Rong's face instantly turned ferocious. Huo Di turned his head to look at Yang Ye and said: "It's just a simple question.

In this competition, you actually hit your fellow disciples so harshly, you are so cruel!"

"I have shown mercy!" Yang Ye stopped, turned around and glanced at Situ Rong, then turned around and continued walking towards the teleportation platform.

"Show me some mercy?" Situ Rong said with a ferocious expression: "Sure, please show me some mercy. Junior Brother Yang Ye is amazingly strong. Situ Rong has itchy hands and wants to ask Junior Brother Yang for advice. I wonder if Junior Brother Yang can give me a favor?"

Yang Ye stopped again, turned around and looked at Situ Rong, and said, "Are you sure your hands are itchy and not your skin?" In the fight with Situ Bo, he was indeed merciful, otherwise if he had used all his strength, that one would

The punch was enough to break all the bones in Situ Bo's body. The fight with Situ Bo was just a simple contest, there was no need to decide whether to live or die, because Situ Bo had never thought of killing him.

But if the person in front of him dared to take action, he felt that the other person would not be able to participate in this Qingyun Ranking because he could see murderous intent in the other person's eyes.

"Haha" Situ Rong laughed angrily. The man in front of him was really loud. Who did he think he was? Just when he was about to take action directly, Yu Heng appeared between the two of them. Yu Heng glanced at the lying

Situ Bo, who was unconscious on the ground, glanced at him, then looked at Yang Ye and said: "The attack was too harsh!"

"I don't think so!" Yang Ye said softly: "He should be lucky that he met me. If he is a disciple from the Ghost Sect or another sect, Elder Sword Holder, do you think he still has a chance to survive?"

Yu Heng was startled, then shook his head and said: "Let's drop this matter and go to the imperial capital!"

Under Situ Rong's resentful eyes, Yang Ye and Murong Yao stepped into the teleportation formation heading to the imperial capital.


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