After Ye Yanqing rested for a night, he ushered in his second opponent, and he turned out to be Zhou Lu.

"Yo, it's only been two days since I've seen you turn into a nine-rank war spirit, it's amazing. Ye Yanqing said.

"Hmph, after the last defeat in your hands, I went home and practiced the forbidden method in order to defeat you. ”

"How are you so sure you're going to be in line with me?"

"Hmph, even if you can't get in the ring, I can find you in the ring. ”

"Then it seems that the two of us have to fight to the death today?"

"Yes. Saying that, Zhou Lu pointed his finger at Ye Yanqing and said coldly: "You die, I live." ”

"Hmph, Broken Dragon Fist. ”

Accompanied by the dragon's roar, Ye Yanqing swung his fist with frost and attacked Zhou Lu, in the face of Ye Yanqing's attack, Zhou Lu looked disdainful, and leisurely stretched out his palm to hold Ye Yanqing's fist.

"Damn, it's a lot stronger. Ye Yanqing frowned.

"Hehe, do you feel weak?" Zhou Lu sneered.

"Hmph, I don't feel it. Ye Yanqing said stubbornly.

"Okay, then I'll make you feel it once. As he spoke, he slowly turned his palm in reverse.

"Hmph. Feeling the pain in her arm, Ye Yanqing snorted.

"Haha, how's it going?

"It's very comfortable. Ye Yanqing is still dead.

"Alright, then I'm going to work a little harder to make you more comfortable. Zhou Lu's voice this time already brought a little anger.

"Hiss" Ye Yanqing gasped.

"Huh, how?"

"Hmph, give it to me, let it go. Saying that, Ye Yanqing used her left fist to hit Zhou Lu again.

"A futile struggle. Zhou Lu sneered and raised his other hand to block Ye Yanqing's left fist.

Seeing Ye Yanqing struggling with a painful face, Zhou Lu let go of his hands, and then said to Ye Yanqing: "I saw that your swordsmanship was good last time, but now that your fist has been lost, why don't you compare swordsmanship?"

"Hmph, always with you. Saying that, Ye Yanqing took out the Flying Dragon Sword from the Void Ring, and then stabbed at Zhou Lu.

And Zhou Lu also took out a saber from his Void Ring and met Ye Yanqing's Flying Dragon Sword.

"Ding Ding Ding"

As the two of them waved the swords in their hands quickly, the sound of metal clashing continued to sound, and slowly the swords in the hands of the two could not see the real thing, only the phantom.

"Hehe, your swordsmanship speed is good, but..." Zhou Lu stopped.

"But what?"

"But the strength is too bad. Saying that, Zhou Lu swung his sword at Ye Yanqing again.

"Hmph, I'm afraid you won't make it. ”

"Ding"

This time, the swords in the hands of the two only touched once, to be precise, they only came and touched each other once, because Ye Yanqing had been shocked by Zhou Lu's huge strength.

"Poof"

After Ye Yanqing stabilized her figure, she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and the hand where I held the Flying Dragon Sword was also shaking constantly.

"Be careful, this guy is definitely not practicing any forbidden methods, I guessed that he should have taken some powerful pill to make himself sudden in an instant"