The facts are in front of you, even if you don't want to admit it.

Everyone present also understood in their hearts that the strength of this year's Great Yan Dragon King was far stronger than they imagined.

"This."

"I just want to go up and fight him."

"Good...... Fortunately, Mr. Qin came in time."

The young warriors who wanted to step forward before all lowered their heads unconsciously, and they were afraid for a while.

Just the aftermath of the two in front of them, I'm afraid they will be unbearable.

The most shocking was the willow eyebrows in the rear.

"He...... How strong is he?" Liu Mei's eyes were a little more dazed, and he couldn't help but think back to the time he first saw the Great Yan Dragon King until now.

Her worldview was refreshed again and again by that person.

It wasn't until this moment that Liu Mei completely understood where the confidence of the people in front of him came from, he didn't need support at all, and he didn't need to calculate.

He himself is his greatest reliance

"Whoop!"

「……」

The majesty ahead slowly dissipated.

After the collision of forces, both of them stopped in unison.

Ye Wentian had a smile on his face, loosened his fist, and only felt a burst of physical and mental refreshment, looking up at the front, the battle intent in his eyes was not dissipated.

"Again?" Ye Wentian smiled

Qin Shanhe also smiled.

"Okay."

"If you win, your previous request can be considered." Qin Shanhe chuckled, and the momentum around him climbed, and this time it was not a strong force.

It's so sharp that it seems to be able to cut through the air.

"Qin has a sword, Brother Ye look at it." Qin Shanhe laughed loudly and unconsciously changed his name.

He slowly raised his hand, and the brilliant spiritual power in his palm condensed.

As his fingers slidied, a long sword glowed with a faint glow, as if it had grown out of the palm of his hand.

"Sword name, rush.

"Buzz ......"

Qin Shanhe was full of momentum, and he didn't have any reservations, and the smile on his face was very bright, undoubtedly from the heart.

A sword slashed down, and a fierce sword intent struck.

The momentum is so strong that it envelops the entire garden, like a hundred rivers converging the sea, flowing endlessly, and the target is directly aimed at Ip Man Tian in front of him.

"Imperial Gas."

"Condensation!"

Ye Wentian's eyes flashed slightly, and he raised his hand and pointed at the same point.

The surrounding air is condensed.

In the next second, eight thousand qi swords instantly condensed and formed.

"Bang!"

"Bang Bang ......"

The two offensives collided even more, deafening and crisp, echoing in everyone's ears and shaking their hearts.

"Sealed."

"Sealed Spirits."

"Confession." After Ye Wentian's move fell, he pinched the trick almost at the same time, and the three magic seals slapped towards the person in front of him.

The Ji family's sealing mystic technique, in his hands, the blockade power reached the extreme.

"Haha, that's a good time."

"I'm like a sword." Qin Shanhe laughed loudly, and the backhand seal technique was reversed, and countless sword intents formed an absolute defense around his body.

Ye Wentian's seal was directly dispersed.

The next moment, Qin Shanhe also did not pause, and when he raised his hand, there was also a seal forming.

The majestic spiritual power swept through, and the sword intent in front of him directly materialized.

"Sword Talisman, Slash." The smile on Qin Shanhe's face became a little bigger, and he raised his hand and slapped it violently.

"Hum!"

"Whoop......

The sword intent converged, and a giant sword was condensed and formed.

The next breath slashed down, bringing a burst of momentum to break the sky.

"Yin Charm."

"Condensation."

Ye Wentian's sigil was also formed at the same time, with yin qi overflowing, and the seeping whimper echoed in the night.

In front of him, the sigil

A flickering burst into a thick black fog.

"Whew!"

「……」

Inside the black mist, a huge bone hand suddenly grabbed out and steadily caught the power of the giant sword in front of him.

In the night, everyone around was stunned.

"Bang!"

"Click."

The giant sword and the bone hand shattered one after another at the same moment.

The two people in front of them did not continue to shoot very tacitly, and as the power dissipated, the entire central area of the resort villa was silent at the moment.

In this battle, except for Qin Shanhe's strength at the beginning, he fell behind, and the next battles were all between the two of them.

"He...... They are like."

"Is it my delusion?"

「……」

Everyone in the arena stared blankly ahead, and an idea appeared in their minds at the same time.

The two people in front of them seem to have different means, but for some reason, they give people a very similar feeling.

"Haha, haha, Brother Ye, did you do your best?" Qin Shanhe laughed, his eyes fell on the person in front of him and asked.

"What about you?" Ye Wentian asked rhetorically

That being said.

Both of them actually knew in their hearts that when they reached this level of powerhouse, it was impossible for them to have no killer weapon in their hands.

Qin Shanhe took a deep breath, but just chuckled and did not respond.

There was a slight groan.

"If you continue to fight, there's no need, after you and I are in the Dan realm, can we make another appointment?" Qin Shanhe's eyes flashed, and the expression on his face was a little more expectant.

"Yes."

"Honestly, you're no match for me." Ye Wentian nodded and said bluntly.

True life and death fight, Ye Wentian is confident to kill this person.

It's just a bit of a hassle.

As soon as these words came out.

Qin Shanhe was obviously stunned for a moment.

"Haha, haha, you're really funny." Qin Shanhe laughed, this moment was in stark contrast to his elegant face.

Everyone around looked at the two people in front of them like old friends, and the expressions on their faces were uncertain.

The atmosphere in the venue is a little weird.

Only the short-haired beauty had a strange glint in her eyes.

"It's been a long time since he's laughed like this." The short-haired beauty murmured softly, and her eyes kept focusing on Qin Shanhe's body.

The forces of all parties in the field came back to their senses a little

"Now, what's going on?"

"Did Mr. Qin lose, or did he win?"

「……」

The younger generation of martial arts powerhouses around him were a little dazed at the same time, and they couldn't help but murmur.

Dayhu, and the other team leaders, uncles, frowned at the same time.

"Mr. Qin, no matter whether you win or lose, is it too child's play to ruin this thousand-year-old feast that has been inherited for thousands of years in a competition?" Dayhu stepped forward, raised his hand and said in a deep voice.

They had only just been in Jiangcheng for a short time, and except for the Liuhe Sect, which had made a move and was not destroyed, the other sects had not reaped the slightest benefit.

There's no way they're going to just leave.