The facts are in front of you, even if you don't want to admit them.
Everyone present also understood in their hearts that this generation of Great Flame Dragon King was much stronger than they imagined.
"this."
"I just wanted to step forward and fight him."
"Okay...fortunately, Mr. Qin arrived in time."
The young warriors who wanted to step forward before lowered their heads unconsciously, feeling frightened in their hearts.
Just the residual power of the two fighting in front of them would be unbearable for them.
The most shocked person was Liu Mei from behind.
"He...how strong is he?" Liu Mei's eyes were a little confused, and she couldn't help but think back to the time when she first met the Great Flame Dragon King until now.
Her worldview was refreshed again and again by that person.
Liu Mei didn't fully understand until this moment where the confidence of the people in front came from. He didn't need support or calculation at all.
He himself is his greatest support
"Whoosh!"
"..."
The power in front slowly dissipated.
After the collision of forces, both of them stopped in unison.
A smile appeared on Ye Wentian's face, he loosened his fists, and felt a sense of relief in his body and mind. He raised his head and looked forward, with the fighting spirit still in his eyes.
"Come again?" Ye Wentian smiled
Qin Shanhe also smiled.
"good."
"If you win, your previous request can be considered." Qin Shanhe chuckled, and his aura increased. This time, what struck him was not a strong force.
Instead, it was fierce, as if it could cut the air.
"Qin has a sword, Brother Ye, let's take a look." Qin Shanhe laughed and changed his title unconsciously.
He slowly raised his hand, and the bright spiritual power condensed in his palm.
As his fingers slid, a long sword with a faint glow seemed to grow from the palm of his hand.
"The name of the sword is rushing.
"Buzz..."
Qin Shanhe had no reservations about his aura, and the smile on his face was very bright, undoubtedly coming from the heart.
A sword slashed down, and the sharp sword intent struck.
The momentum was so strong that it enveloped the entire garden, like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea, flowing endlessly, aiming directly at Ye Wentian ahead.
"Air control."
"Condensation!"
Ye Wentian's eyes flashed with confusion, and he also raised his hand and pointed.
The air around him condensed.
The next second, eight thousand qi swords condensed into shape in an instant.
"Bang!"
"Bang bang..."
The two attacks collided with each other, and the deafening sound echoed in everyone's ears and shocked their hearts.
"Seal."
"Sealing the spirit."
"Sealing knowledge." After Ye Wentian made a move, he sealed it almost at the same time, and shot the three seals towards the person in front.
In his hands, the Ji family's sealing magic reached its ultimate power.
"Haha, good time."
"My body is like a sword." Qin Shanhe laughed loudly and reversed the backhand seal. Countless sword intentions formed an absolute defense around his body.
Ye Wentian's seal was directly blown away.
The next moment, Qin Shanhe also did not stop, and when he raised his hand, the seal formula was also taking shape.
The majestic spiritual power swept across, and the sword intent in front of him materialized directly.
"Sword Talisman, kill." The smile on Qin Shanhe's face became even brighter, and he raised his hand to snap the shot.
"Buzz!"
"Whoops..."
The sword intent gathered together, and a giant sword condensed into shape.
With the next breath, he slashed down suddenly, causing bursts of energy to break through the air.
"Yin Yu Talisman."
"Condensation."
Ye Wentian's talisman was also formed at the same moment, with Yin Qi overflowing and a permeating sob echoing in the night.
In front of him, the talisman
There was a flash of black fog.
"call!"
"..."
Within the black mist, a huge bone hand suddenly grabbed out and firmly caught the slashing force of the giant sword in front of it.
Under the night, everyone around was stunned for a while.
"boom!"
"Kacha."
The giant sword and the bone hand shattered one after another at the same moment.
The two people in front had a tacit understanding and did not continue to take action. As the power dissipated, the entire central area of the holiday villa was silent at the moment.
In this battle, except for the fact that Qin Shanhe was at a disadvantage in terms of strength at the beginning, the rest of the fight was between brothers.
"He...they seem to be."
"Is it my imagination?"
"..."
Everyone in the venue stared blankly ahead, and an idea suddenly appeared in their minds.
The two people in front seem to have different methods, but for some reason, they give people a very similar feeling.
"Haha, haha, Brother Ye, are you trying your best?" Qin Shanhe laughed and asked the person in front of him.
"What about you?" Ye Wentian asked.
Having said that.
In fact, both of them knew that it was impossible for a strong man at this level to not have a trump card in his hands.
Qin Shanhe took a deep breath and chuckled without responding.
He pondered a little.
"It's not necessary to continue fighting. Can we arrange another fight after you and I reach the Dan realm?" Qin Shanhe's eyes flashed, and the look on his face was a little more expectant.
"Can."
"To be honest, you are no match for me." Ye Wentian nodded and said bluntly.
In a real life and death fight, Ye Wentian was confident of killing this person.
It's just a little more troublesome.
As soon as these words came out.
Qin Shanhe was obviously stunned for a moment.
"Haha, haha, you are really interesting." Qin Shanhe laughed, which was in sharp contrast to his elegant face at this moment.
Everyone around looked at the two people in front of them who were like old friends, with expressions on their faces changing.
The atmosphere inside the venue was a little weird.
Only the short-haired beauty had a strange light in her eyes.
"He hasn't smiled so happily in a long time." The short-haired beauty murmured, her eyes always focused on Qin Shanhe.
All the forces in the field came back to their senses a little bit.
"Now, what's going on?"
"Did Mr. Qin lose or win?"
"..."
The young martial arts masters around him looked a little confused at the same time, and they couldn't help but murmur.
Zhouhu, and the other leading master uncles all frowned at the same time.
"Mr. Qin, no matter whether you win or lose, a sparring match will ruin this thousand-year-old feast. Isn't it too childish?" Zhou Hu took a step forward, raised his hand and said in a deep voice.
They had just arrived in Jiangcheng, and except for the Liuhe Sect which had taken action and was not destroyed, the other sects had not benefited at all.
There was no way they could just leave.
