Chapter 2092 : Battle Saint, decide life and death!
The main peak of the military world.
Yang Ye did not see the soldier ancestor, but met a person in charge of the current military world, that is, Na Hanxian of Zhimai.
Han Xian!
This person had a grudge against Yang Ye. Back then, he had killed Zhimai with his junior uncle Chongye. Now that the military world has sent this person out, it is obvious that they do not intend to let him Yang Ye.
Ye Anran left.
Around Han Xian, there are four strong men, who are the Talisman Masters of the other four lines. And behind these five people, there is a group of young men. These people are all the geniuses of contemporary military strategists.
Yang Ye glanced at everyone, and then said: "It seems that I can't leave peacefully today."
In front of Yang Ye, Han Xian said quietly: "Since you are here on behalf of Taoism, it is natural to have a discussion. We military experts really want to see the strength of the successors of Taoism. I hope they will not disappoint us!"
"disappointment?"
Yang Ye shook his head and smiled, "I won't let you down."
Speaking of this, Yang Ye glanced around, and then said: "Although my relationship with the military strategist is over, after all, Chongye has helped me a lot. So..."
"No need so!"
Han Xian suddenly interrupted Yang Ye, "Today, you don't need to be merciful. We really want to see the strength of the heirs of Taoism!"
Yang Ye nodded, then spread his hands, "Should you, Han Xian, take action? Or should you let someone from the younger generation of the military strategist do it? I would like to remind you in a kind way, if you are young, don't come out. I'm afraid that the genius of the younger generation of the military strategist will die.
Got it!"
Hearing Yang Ye's words, the atmosphere in the venue instantly became tense.
Arrogant!
Still the arrogant Yang Ye!
"Yeah?"
At this time, a voice suddenly came from the side. Then, a young man came slowly. The man was about twenty-five or six years old, with a straight build and two swords on his back!
Sword repair!
Military strategists, most people practice swordsmanship.
The man walked not far away from Yang Ye, and then said: "They say that you, Yang Ye, are the number one sword cultivator of the younger generation in the universe. I really want to see you, and you won't refuse, right?"
Yang Ye glanced at the man and saw that the person's realm was at least the Great Zen state. Being able to practice to the Great Zen state at this age, I have to say, this is amazing.
Yang Ye said nothing, and Zhan Tian appeared in his hands.
The next moment, in everyone's eyes, Yang Ye suddenly appeared on top of the young man's head. In an instant, the war sky in his hand suddenly slashed down. This slash was like opening the heaven and the earth, and its powerful power made him
The entire surrounding mountains trembled.
strength!
Pure physical strength!
Seeing this scene, everyone around was shocked.
The face of the young man under Zhan Tian also changed. The power of Yang Ye's attack was somewhat beyond his imagination. However, his reaction was not slow. At the moment, he twirled his hands slightly, and in an instant, the man behind him
Two swords suddenly rushed out, and then stabbed directly on Yang Ye's battle sky.
Click!
As soon as the three of them came into contact, a crisp sound sounded in the field.
The two swords broke directly! At the same time, the powerful force directly knocked the young man away. However, Yang Ye did not stop, and appeared directly in front of the young man in a flash, and then
It struck down hard again.
"Ten Thousand Swords Destroy!"
At this time, the young man's angry shouts suddenly sounded in the field, and then, countless sword lights suddenly shot out from his body. In just a moment, these sword lights separated Yang Ye and Zhan Tian in his hand.
Submerged.
In the sword light, Yang Ye's expression remained unchanged, and he held Zhan Tian with both hands and swept across the place.
boom!
With this sweep, the surrounding sword lights were instantly annihilated. But at this moment, the young man was already thousands of feet away from him.
The young man stared at Yang Ye, "Yang Ye, in a fair competition, you actually took out the divine weapon of the gods, how shameless are you!" Naturally, he was dissatisfied. Yang Ye's Zhan Tian was a divine weapon!
Hearing the young man's words, Yang Ye sneered, "It's so childish. Why don't I use the artifact that I obtained with my ability? If you don't accept it, you can take the artifact too!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Ye stamped his right foot fiercely.
boom!
The whole space trembled violently, and Yang Ye himself had already held Zhan Tian in front of the young man, and then slashed down hard.
The young man's eyes suddenly shrank. He didn't dare to be careless. He formed a strange hand seal with his hands. In an instant, an illusory giant sword appeared above his head. This giant sword resisted Yang Ye's blow.
.However, his giant sword also became illusory in an instant. But Yang Ye did not stop, spinning his body, and then slashed down again.
boom!
With this strike, the giant sword above the young man's head instantly dissipated, and the young man himself flew backwards.
boom!
After flying nearly several thousand feet, the young man finally crashed into a small mountain peak, not knowing whether to live or die.
There was silence in the field.
Yang Ye still didn't stop and rushed directly to the small mountain peak. At this moment, Han Xian in the distance suddenly said: "Stop!"
However, Yang Ye didn't listen to him at all. He had already entered the small mountain peak. When he saw Yang Ye, he didn't stop. Han Xian's face instantly darkened and he was about to take action. At this time, the small mountain in the distance
Suddenly, a shrill scream came from the mountain peak. The sound was extremely miserable. The next moment, Yang Ye flew out from the small mountain peak. In Yang Ye's hand, he was holding a bloody human head.
It belongs to that young man!
Seeing Yang Ye killing everyone like this, the faces of the surrounding military experts became extremely gloomy, and there was no concealment of murderous intent in their eyes.
Han Xian stared at Yang Ye, "What a great job!"
Yang Ye walked up to the powerful soldiers, then threw it away, and the bloody head fell in front of Han Xian, "Jue? Don't be joking. If you give him a chance, he will chop off my head without hesitation."
Hang there. Han Xian, I heard that you are very scheming, and I also know that you sent this person out just to make me and the military strategists more tense. It doesn't matter, I am not afraid of the military strategists and me being more tense."
Speaking of this, Yang Ye glanced at the military strategists around him and said, "Today's competition does not involve victory or defeat, only life and death. As long as anyone from the military strategists dares to come out to compete, I will kill them. Since you won't let me leave, I will accompany you."
Hi!"
If it was a simple discussion, he would naturally not do things so perfectly. Just like when he was competing with the Confucian genius, the two of them just stopped. Why? Because the other party did not want his life. Since the other party did not
If Yang Ye thought about killing him, he would naturally not think about killing him. But now, the military people clearly wanted to kill him in the name of competition.
At this time, he will naturally not show mercy.
Military strategists naturally have tempers, and if Yang Ye was so embarrassed in public, the military strategists would naturally not let it go.
An old man suddenly walked out. The old man walked slowly not far in front of him, "When my military genius went to Taoism, I was 'received' by your Taoist saint. Today, your Taoist successor is here, so naturally we should treat him well."
Just for a moment, so as not to be rude, you..."
Yang Ye waved his hand and interrupted the old man's words, "Stop talking nonsense. If you want to bully the small, just say it. Don't look for these high-sounding reasons."
The old man in front of me is a strong man in the Saint Realm!
The old man nodded slightly, "That's right. Since we've talked about this, I won't talk about those empty words. Come on, let me see how strong you are, Yang Ye!"
Yang Ye nodded, "I have been around for so long and have killed a lot of people, but I have never killed a saint. This has always been a regret in my heart. I hope I can make up for this regret today!"
As soon as the voice fell, Yang Ye disappeared directly from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the old man. At this moment, the old man suddenly pressed his right hand forward slightly.
boom!
A powerful force instantly vibrated out of the space in front of the old man. Unprepared, Yang Ye was blown away. But the next moment, the war sky in Yang Ye's hand suddenly came out, like a sword.
A sharp arrow struck the old man in front of him instantly.
boom!
The powerful force instantly shook the old man to the ground and retreated violently. As the old man retreated, Yang Ye suddenly appeared in front of Zhan Tian, then stretched out his hand to hold Zhan Tian, and then he disappeared again.
In place.
hack!
Facing the saint in front of him, Yang Ye always had only one move, and that was to chop, one chop to the end!
For experts at their level, sword skills or other mysterious skills are often useless because you don't have time to use them. The simpler the moves, the more practical they are!
Although Yang Ye had Zhan Tian at his disposal, the old man was not a vegetarian. When Yang Ye just appeared in front of him, the old man suddenly disappeared. In an instant, countless afterimages appeared around Yang Ye.
At the same time, countless powerful palm prints flooded towards Yang Ye.
If Yang Ye is given time, he will naturally be able to distinguish the authenticity of these afterimages, but he does not have that time now. Yang Ye can only attack indiscriminately, holding the war sky in his hand and sweeping away the surroundings!
With this sweep, Yang Ye only heard the sound of space being torn apart.
Hearing this voice, Yang Ye's face suddenly sank, and in an instant, he felt as if his chest had been hit hard by a giant hammer.
boom!
Yang Ye flew backwards directly.
Naturally, the old man would not miss this opportunity. In the field, dozens of afterimages shot toward Yang Ye. Wherever each afterimage passed, the space directly burst open!
Not far away, Yang Ye narrowed his eyes slightly. He knew that if he couldn't take it this time, he would be almost dead. The other party would never give him a chance to heal!
Yang Ye took a deep breath, and the war sky in his hand disappeared.
Instead, there was a black sword!
Convicted!
The next moment, Yang Ye walked slowly towards the old man. Every time Yang Ye took a step, a sword energy would appear under his feet.
But at this time, those afterimages have arrived!
At this moment, Yang Ye suddenly held the sword in both hands and thrust it in front of him.