Just as Yang Ning stepped into the ferry lane, the scene in front of him had completely changed.
"This is..." Yang Ning's eyes were filled with desolation.
In the Martial Arts City on the other side, this place belongs to the central war zone.
There are less than twenty people left in this area who are still eligible to participate in the martial arts conference. Many of these people will be able to enter the top sixty-four.
Because Fang Tian's painted halberd was repaired, Yang Zhen's overall strength has long been different from the same. Especially Fang Tian's painted halberd, which is very close to the level of a divine weapon, gives Yang Zhen the feeling of a god blocking the killing god, and a Buddha blocking the Buddha. .
However, at this moment, Yang Zhen was not in a calm mood anymore, because he got a piece of news.
"What did you say?" Yang Zhen looked very irritable. His eyes were like the eyes of a tiger, and he grabbed the chest of the person in front of him with one hand. The murderous intention in his body had already wrapped around the person in front of him.
"Really, calm down..." Qin Ningyi kept slapping Yang Zhen on the back, but Yang Zhen seemed indifferent.
This kind of situation is rare. No, even though Qin Ningyi knows Yang Zhen very well, she has never seen this side of Yang Zhen.
One eye turned with golden flames, and the other eye was more like a will-o'-the-wisp from hell.
"Who is it?" Yang Zhen roared, as if a wild beast was about to explode.
"Qing... Qing Han..." This man was already scared, especially after taking a look at Yang Zhen's eyes, he felt deep fear in his heart.
This person was someone from Baixiao Pavilion. After getting the news of Yang Ning's failure, Bai Xiaosheng used the sound transmission jade slip to transmit the message. This was the scene where people from Baixiao Pavilion in the central theater reported to Yang Zhen.
But he didn't expect that Yang Zhen would be so furious after learning about Yang Ning's failure.
"Qinghan..." The voice seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth. Even Qin Ningyi could not understand the relationship between Yang Zhen and Yang Ning. Now that he heard Yang Ning's failure, he naturally wanted to avenge his brother. .
"Really, calm down..." Qin Ningyi kept persuading, and at the same time she did not forget to hold Yang Zhen's hand, signaling Yang Zhen to let go and let this person go.
"Really, just calm down. I think even if Yang Ning fails, his life will not be in danger..." Yu Bing doesn't know much about the relationship between Yang Zhen and Yang Ning, but at this moment Yang Zhen Among the emotions that Zhen showed, there was already too much anger.
And looking at Yang Zhen's posture, it was completely believed that Yang Ning was probably in danger, otherwise Yang Zhen would not have been so angry.
"I think if your brother didn't want to die, he wouldn't have been killed by Qing Han." Qin Ningyi also believed that with Yang Ning's strength, if he said he wanted to leave or admitted failure, even if Qing Han No matter how strong he is, he cannot have the strength to kill Yang Ning.
You know, Yang Ning can seriously injure a strong man of Zhou Shen's level with one sword.
But Yang Zhen seemed to be unable to listen to anyone's words. Gold and red colors kept emerging on Yang Zhen's body. His unparalleled momentum was like an avalanche, destroying everything and pushing away all the people around him.
"Really..." Qin Ningyi roared. I am afraid that only Qin Ningyi and Yu Bing can do this at such a close range.
"Gurgling..." The man finally couldn't bear Yang Zhen's momentum and was seriously injured by the unparalleled momentum.
At this moment, the blue hegemonic body finally showed its boundless domineering power.
"Yang Ning is not... not dead yet..." Caught by Yang Zhen's big hand, this man finally used all his strength to shout out one sentence.
It seemed to touch his soul, and it seemed to be the desire in Yang Zhen's heart, which finally brought the furious Yang Zhen back to reality.
Deep in Yang Zhen's heart, he hoped that nothing would happen to his brother.
"not dead?"
Yang Zhen loosened his hand a little, but the man still felt that his breathing was a little difficult.
Because Wushuang's momentum has not retreated and is still forcing him.
"What's going on?" Yang Zhen finally felt a little calmer.
"Brother, can you let go of me first? I..." blushed.
"Oh..." Only then did Yang Zhen realize that he seemed to have really lost control just now.
Yang Zhen hurriedly let go of his hand, and Wushuang's aura gradually disappeared a lot.
After the man's aura gradually became calmer, he said: "According to the news from the northern war zone, Yang Ning and Qing Han were fighting in the ring. Yang Ning lost to Qing Han and was cut out of the ring by Qing Han's sword. , Yang Ning was defeated, but he did not die, he was just seriously injured."
"Who spread this news?" Yu Bing immediately said suspiciously. After all, in this martial arts city, there seems to be no contact between the five war zones. However, Baixiao Pavilion was able to do it, which surprised Yu Bing. Small.
"This was passed on by our Pavilion Master, and the Pavilion Master also said that this happened five days ago."
"Five days ago?"
"Yes, five days ago, the Pavilion Master told you not to worry, because Yang Ning ended up walking to Duren Alley." This person wished he could finish the sentence in one breath, and then leave this person quickly. It was really too dangerous. , just with his momentum, he almost killed himself. I will never do this kind of thing again in the future, it is too dangerous...
"Duren Alley?" Not only Yu Bing, but also Qin Ningyi's face also showed a solemn look.
Yang Zhen asked in confusion: "Is this Crossing Lane dangerous?"
Qin Ningyi knew that her husband was good at everything, he was affectionate and righteous, but with this brain, he really didn't know what Ichijo was thinking. When Mao Man introduced the rules of the martial arts club to them, Yang Zhen didn't listen at all. Go in...
"Duren Lane, according to Mr. Mao Man, no one in the ten martial arts tournaments for thousands of years has been able to pass." Yu Bing explained.
"So dangerous?" Yang Zhen realized the seriousness of this matter.
"According to Master Maoman, it should be ten deaths but no life." Qin Ning followed.
"So, doesn't it mean that Yang Ning will definitely die?" Yang Zhen's face suddenly became very ugly.
"Really, don't you believe in your brother?" Yu Bing hurriedly stopped him. If he got angry again, I'm afraid the man in front of him would never survive.
"Yang Ning, I definitely believe Yang Ning, but..." Yang Zhen said with some urgency. After all, according to the two people, Yang Ning will enter a dangerous situation. How can Yang Zhen rest assured.
"I think since Yang Ning chose Duren Alley, he must have his own plans, and I believe he will come out." Qin Ningyi comforted him.
"Actually, you should support your brother. I believe Yang Ning would never want to see you so worried about him." Yu Bing said, and quickly waved her hand to the person who came to report the news, signaling him to leave quickly.
At this moment, the names of two people appeared on the nearby arena where Yang Zhen and the others were.
"The Peerless King Yang Zhen, the Moon Flower King Qingzhen."
"Huh?" Yang Zhen immediately felt a hostile gaze.
"Is it you?" Yang Zhen was a little surprised, because it was Qing Zhen who was standing up to him.
Then Yang Zhen saw the name on the ring.
"Really, the opportunity has come. Your brother was defeated by his senior brother. As a brother, you naturally want to avenge your brother, right?" Yu Bing said, looking at the names of the two people on the ring.
"Yes, since Yang Ning is defeated, then I will get it back from Qingzhen." Yang Zhen met Qingzhen's gaze and continued: "But I am not going to defeat this guy. I will definitely defeat this guy." Kill." Yang Zhen showed murderous intent.
Gold and red linger around Yang Zhen's body, like a combination of gods and demons, which also represents an attitude of unparalleled combat power.
Yang Zhen jumped directly onto the ring.
"Suffer death!" Yang Zhen was holding a ball of fire in his heart, and Fang Tian pointed his halberd at Qingzhen.
Qingzhen has been in seclusion within the sect since his defeat in the King's Palace of the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya. He has been assisted in training by the strong men of Qingyue Sect. In addition, Qingzhen himself has extraordinary talents. Qingzhen has reached the peak of the first level of the eighth level of the mountain-building realm, but in Qingzhen's heart, he has long been unable to break through the demonic barrier in his heart without killing Yang Zhen and Yang Ning.
Yes, the existence of these two people has seriously threatened Qingzhen's practice, which is why Qingzhen chose the central theater.
"Haha, if you are in such a hurry to die, then I will help you." Qingzhen was not to be outdone. He jumped and arrived ten feet away not far from Yang Zhen.
"The Dharma of Qingyue merges with one's own body." A moon wheel appeared behind Qingzhen.
"Hmph!" With a cold snort, the red and gold aura on Yang Zhen's body began to completely move with the murderous intention in Yang Zhen's heart.
"Wushuang - God's Wrath!" Yang Zhen was not polite at all. With the blessing of six times the combat power, there was only an arc of light and shadow left in the sky.
Fang Tian's painted halberd almost swept across Changtian, approaching the power of the divine weapon, and seemed to split the entire Changtian into two.
However, Qingzhen's strength has also been significantly improved. His appearance fits the body better and is almost integrated with the body. Especially the unique Qingyue double-edged sword in his hand already has the aura of moonlight.
Cutting off the sunlight, the whole arena felt cold.
The coldness that belongs to the moonlight.
"Lord chicken and wagouer..." Yang Zhen was as domineering as ever. As his cultivation deepened, his divine body became even more terrifying.
"Blue Tyrant Body..." In a corner, a black robe covered his face, but looking at Yang Zhen's movements, his eyes gradually became serious. Although he didn't want to admit that Yang Zhen was powerful, the fact prevailed. Yu Yanyan's divine body is really too strong. Even if he has one of the seven most amazing eyes in the world, he can only catch up with him.
"Maybe it's like the saying that was spread during the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya, this is a big world..."
Yin Sha didn't feel any joy in entering the top sixty-four.
In the sky, the moonlight and Qingzhen were intertwined, completely blocking the sun's light.
But there was no worry on the faces of Yu Bing and Qin Ningyi, because they believed in their husbands and Yang Zhen's strength.
"Qingyue Slash!"
Condensing the Qingyue Dharma, this not only makes Qingzhen innately invincible, but also allows Qingzhen to have more sources of spiritual power.
But Qingzhen still underestimated Yang Zhen.
He also underestimated Yang Zhen's Wushuang Jue.
The interweaving of gold and red represents a stronger level of the divine body.
Fang Tian waved his halberd, and even though Qingzhen was protected by Qingyue, he felt the unparalleled momentum gushing out.
"Wushuang - furious." Yang Zhen's momentum became stronger and stronger, like the Milky Way falling from the sky, tilting out and striking towards Qingzhen's Qingyue Dharma.
Yang Zhen did not blindly want to challenge his own attack power. Yang Ning once told him that when encountering the strongest defense, he needs to attack with all his strength, without reservation and with determination. Only in this way can he Make it possible for yourself to break through the opponent's defense.
Yang Zhen used Fang Tian's painted halberd to open the way, following the unparalleled momentum.
In the sky, it seemed like two dragon shapes were circling and striking.
Ding!
The tip of the halberd touched the tip of Qingyue's double-edged sword.
The ear-piercing roar continued to echo in the sky, and the aftermath exploded in the surrounding air, turning into nothingness bit by bit.
"Break!" After Yang Zhen roared, there was a surge of unparalleled power. This was also Yang Zhen's real killing move.
Fang Tian's painted halberd turned, and Yang Zhen's body also turned in the air. One gold and one red light, like a real dragon, began to move forward.
Clang…
Clang…
The harsh sound echoed, and the Qingyue double-edged sword was broken bit by bit in full view of everyone.
"Cluck..." came the pleasant sound of silver bells, but in such a violent collision, it was somewhat faint, but Qin Ningyi was still very happy.
