"However, spring has just passed, how come I feel the smell of spring?" Yang Zhen sniffed around, seeming to be looking for the breath of spring.
Yang Ning was speechless for a while. Didn't he just stare at Ye Shang's chest? Is this the case? Yang Ning was truly speechless towards his brother.
The sky lit up with stars, and because it was high in the sky, it gave people a feeling of being close to the stars.
Because the hero restrained He Zhi's artistic conception, there was almost no suspense. The battle between Yang Ning and Dark Night King Ye Shang ended shortly after.
However, the battle between Qing Han and Zhao Tieqing is not that easy. Most swordsmen are either neutral or fierce. At least from what Yang Ning has seen and heard, he has never met anyone who is a swordsman but takes the The feminine line, and Zhao Tieqing's pair of iron fists are undoubtedly a frontal and strong situation. The battle between the two attracted many people to watch.
Relying on Qingyue Dharma, Qinghan was almost invincible. No matter how Zhao Tieqing attacked, the more fierce the attack, the more it felt like a mud cow entering the sea.
"Qingyue Slash!"
The Qingyue double-edged sword cut through the night sky, and Qinghan's power was like a ten thousand-foot waterfall, flowing down. Especially at this moment, the night sky was beautiful, which made the power of this sword increase again.
A huge sword shadow struck directly at Zhao Tieqing's iron fist.
Ding!
The sound of metal emitted in the sky.
However, there was a sound of metal breaking immediately.
The people watching the battle were extremely shocked, because as far as the two people were fighting, it was Zhao Tieqing who attacked and Qinghan defended, but no one expected that Qinghan's counterattack would be so fierce.
Cut the long night with one sword, break the iron fist with one sword.
Yes, Zhao Tieqing, one of the four masters known as the Unparalleled Iron Fist, had his iron fist shattered and was chopped into pieces by a sword.
Qing Han's face was expressionless, as if crushing Zhao Tieqing's iron fist was not a difficult task for him, but he just never had the chance.
Zhao Chuanhua also found it difficult to accept. Although his brother was usually very strict with him, Zhao Chuanhua knew that Zhao Tieqing was even harsher on him. The Zhao family has a double iron fist, which has continued the reputation of the Zhao family for nearly thirty years. Year.
The four young masters back then were famous throughout Liangzhou City.
But the times are advancing, and the waves behind are urging the waves ahead. Qing Han's strength far exceeds that of Zhao Tieqing. This is strength, which is also caused by various factors such as talent and resources.
"You lost..." Qing Han did not choose a bloody end this time and stared at Zhao Tieqing for a long time.
"Hey..." Blood spilled from the corners of Zhao Tieqing's mouth, and the shattering of the iron fist caused Zhao Tieqing to suffer backlash.
The elimination of the top 64 was very cruel and direct. This was also the cruelest round. With Zhao Tieqing's strength, he would never stop at the top 64, but he met Qinghan and the Qingyue Sect. The first true disciple, this is fate.
"Sigh...what a bad fate..."
Zhao Tieqing was also very unwilling, but when he met Qinghan, this kind of fate could only be blamed on God's will...
Zhao Tieqing's back looked very disappointed as he walked down the ring and walked straight out of the martial arts city.
"Brother..." Zhao Chengcheng clenched his iron fist tightly, but he also knew that his iron fist was far inferior to Qing Han, and it was impossible to defeat Qing Han.
And this cannot be regarded as hatred. Zhao Chuanzhuan knows this very well, it is just fate.
Qing Han is very strong. Although he will hit hard every time and let his opponent end in blood, he has no choice but to defeat Zhao Tieqing because Zhao Tieqing has an identity that makes him afraid.
Defeating Zhao Tieqing is not the end for Qinghan. He has always had only one goal, and that is to be number one in the Martial Arts Association.
At this moment, Qing Han no longer concealed his smile, and his smile disappeared without a trace. His gaze was like that of Ni Tianxia, and he was standing on the ring with that arrogant attitude, looking up at the sky.
This is the attitude that a strong person should have.
Qinghan glanced at Yang Ning, because this was also the strongest opponent he had encountered in this martial arts meeting. It was a pity that he did not kill Yang Ning immediately.
The breeze in the sky blew, and the long hair floated, but cruel things happened inside the crystal walls.
On the other side, Ye Shang put on a large cloak, covering her exquisite body, as if she was hiding something. In fact, with the exposure of Ye Shang's identity, her concealment became somewhat obvious.
However, compared to the past, Ye Shang's heart was not at peace this night, because her identity was revealed, and it was discovered by a man so frivolously, which somewhat caused a commotion in her silent heart.
Is he a good man?
Ye Shang didn't know it, but looking at the stars in the sky, his heart beat wildly.
No one knows how much this woman has been burdened with, and no one knows what is going on in this woman's heart.
The martial arts meeting was still going on, and Yang Ning saw a familiar voice and shadow, but this familiar voice and shadow was not the familiar Tianmu.
At this moment, he is just a ghost, just the young master of Yinfeng Valley. Following the battle in the Yinfeng Plains of the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya, Yang Ning is like a passer-by. The revenge of Yangjiacun can be said to be avenged to a certain extent. To a certain extent, it cannot be said to be revenge.
The envoy of the Nine Palaces is dead, and the chief culprit of Yangjia Village is dead. This is enough.
As for the ghost, to be honest, Yang Ning didn't know how to face it. Yang Ning also hoped that Yang Zhen and Yang Pi could make their choice in this matter.
After all, as far as the entire Yangjia Village is concerned, Yang Ning is the real outsider, but Yang Ning has not decided to expose this yet.
In terms of strength, Yin Hun's opponents are on par with Yin Hun, but Yin Hun's gilded southern glass eyes are one of the seven most amazing eyes in the world. Compared to the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya years ago, their eyes are even more powerful. It is much stronger and there is almost no suspense when defeating the opponent.
Similarly, at the moment when he defeated his opponent, Yin Hun's eyes looked at Yang Ning. Although there were many strong men separated from him, there was no problem for Yin Hun's eyes.
"Hey...another confusing account." Yang Ning was speechless. Did he attract people's attention like this?
Near midnight, the battle of the top 64 finally ended, and the top 32 was born. But what surprised Yang Ning was that Dongfang Ye was able to enter the top 32, and during the battle, Dongfang Ye actually used the pressure of the battle to make a breakthrough. It must be said that the talents of each of the two people he was close to were very extraordinary.
There will be three days of rest, which can be regarded as a buffer time for the truly strong martial arts, allowing the thirty-two strong to adjust their mentality to cope with the upcoming martial arts meeting.
However, in the early morning of the next day, Yang Ning was pulled out of the crowd by a woman.
It was a black shadow that was so fast that even Yang Ning had no time to react and was taken to the wall of Martial Arts City.
"Is it you?" Yang Ning stared at the figure in front of him in surprise and said in surprise.
"It's me." The voice was gentle, and there was a slight tremor in the back.
It was the Nightmare last night, the woman who stayed up all night last night, and the loser in Yang Ning's hands.
"What are you..." Yang Ning felt that it was a little baffling that Ye Shang came to him.
"Are you married?" The voice was delicate, with a hint of shyness.
"Not yet." Yang Ning answered truthfully.
"Is there anyone you like?" The voice seemed to be trembling, and the trembling body under the cloak seemed a little excited.
Although he couldn't see his face, Yang Ning could tell that Ye Shang didn't look relaxed at this moment.
Yang Ning was about to answer, but she heard Ye Shang muttering to himself: "Since you don't answer, you can be sure that there is none..."
Listening to the voice, I was very excited.
But with an uncontrollable shyness.
"I..." Yang Ning was speechless.
Yang Ning was in a daze when she suddenly felt an extra pair of hands around her waist, then hugged herself.
"Since you don't have a lover or a wife, then I will be your wife from now on, okay..."
The sound was like a mosquito or a fly. If it wasn't so close, Yang Ning might not even be able to hear it.
There was a burning sensation coming from the delicate body so close to her, and Yang Ning's body became stiff for a while.
Yang Ning's mind went blank, what's going on? This is……
What did you do?
Yang Ning's heart also became hot. What happened to her?
Or is it that your personality charm has increased? Or should I say that this woman fell in love with me at first sight?
Can't? Yang Ning knew his own virtue, and he was not pretty at all. Wouldn't a woman like Ye Shang aim at someone like Qing Han? When did you become so popular?
"Girl, what are you..."
"Isn't it good for us to be like this?" Yang Ning looked up at the sky, completely at a loss. After all, as far as she was concerned, she had never experienced this kind of situation in her two lifetimes.
Ye Shang hugged Yang Ning's waist and seemed to realize that he was a little abrupt. He let go of his hand and stood opposite Yang Ning.
"I..." There was a blush on Ye Shang's face that was somewhat shy, and he seemed to be able to make such a bold move, which also made him feel a little embarrassed.
"Miss Ye Shang, what are you doing?" Yang Ning was even more depressed. She clearly didn't do anything, how could she provoke such a straightforward woman.
If it was just a battle last night, it would be impossible for the other party to be like this, but...
Today's women are too liberal... Yang Ning touched her forehead lightly, feeling a headache.
No wonder Yang Zhen said last night that he smelled the smell of spring. This was more than just the smell of spring. This was simply a sign of good luck.
"I..." Hearing Yang Ning's question, Ye Shang was embarrassed for a moment and didn't know what to say. He seemed to be aware of his abrupt behavior. His beautiful face was buried under the cloak, and his eyes were slightly twitching. Get wet.
"Miss Ye Shang, you and I have never met before. Counting last night, this is only the second time that you and I have met. Moreover, we have never spoken more than ten sentences together. You..."
"Woo..." Hearing Yang Ning say this, she sobbed softly.
This made Yang Ning even more confused. Why did she provoke such an aunt? Why didn't she do anything to her? She started to cry first.
"You... you bully people..." Sobbing, Ye Shang suddenly struck out with a burst of pink fists, beating Yang Ning's chest repeatedly.
In the martial arts city, Yang Zhen looked at the two people standing on the city wall, standing so close to each other, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, saying: "I said last night that I smelled the smell of spring, and sure enough, this Yang Ning is so direct today, bringing this girl to the public, she is truly a role model for us, a role model for us..."
Yang Ning, the three brothers of Yang Zhen, Yang Ning seems to have been deliberately avoiding something. Only in the secret realm of Qingming, he met a woman he liked, but since the woman left, Yang Ning has been obsessed with men and women. The emotion was very light, and there was even a sense of deliberate escape. This was what Yang Zhen guessed last night when he accidentally saw Ye Shang leaving the ring. However, Yang Zhen himself did not expect that this woman It's so direct.
"This is the time to go straight to the bridal chamber..." Yang Zhen looked like he didn't mind that the matter was too big. As he spoke, the two women beside him greeted him frantically.
"Ouch, I..." Yang Zhen screamed, and his left and right waists felt like the world was spinning, one hundred and eighty degrees plus three hundred and sixty degrees.
Yang Pi looked at the two people standing on the city wall with some joy on his face. After all, as the eldest brother of these people, he naturally didn't want his brother to die alone.
