The momentum on Ye Qingyu's body was rising steadily, as if a hideous monster that had been imprisoned for ten thousand years had finally broken free from the shackles and was hysterical!!

"roar!"

Everyone seemed to see that in the invisible and void, the two auras turned into a whirlpool, fighting together, collide, bite, blood, and flesh, sprinkling, dyeing the sky blood red!

The momentum that hindered Ye Qingyu's movements was instantly shattered!

Ye Qingyu seemed to have become a different person in an instant. An unprecedented force erupted from his body, and the airflow around him thundered like a waterfall falling. The domineering aura emanated from him made people feel that he seemed to be possessed by a war god, unparalleled!

Wuji Shendao, a forbidden!

Once Wuji comes out, he will overturn the divine way!

With Ye Qingyu's current power, the Forbidden State of Wuji Shendao exploded, and his combat power doubled. The power he possessed instantly would change his color even if he was a top-level man in the Kuhai River realm. His punch filled with explosive power suddenly aimed at Xiaolou's terrifying purple-gold scabbard!

"boom!"

The moment the two collided, the powerful force suddenly exploded, and the air in the entire restriction was torn to pieces!

Annihilation!

The terrifying aftermath of the air waves caused the banned light curtain to tremble wildly, ripples appeared, shaking, like a small boat that survived in the storm, seemed to be in danger!

The dazzling light filled the entire restriction, making people unable to open their eyes, completely swallowing their bodies in it, and they were nowhere to be seen for a long time.

a long time……

A slight cracking sound came from the restricted light curtain, and it immediately collapsed.

After the light dissipates.

Xing'er subconsciously opened her eyes and looked at it. Under the original restriction, both figures stood with their hands behind their backs, looking at each other with their eyes, and the tip of the needle did not let the wheat shine!

The two of them used their unique skills to have a collision, but they were equally matched!

The aftermath of the battle is still permeating in the air.

The airflow around the two figures flowed slowly like broken vortexes, which seemed extremely unnatural, and the fluctuations visible to the naked eye still lingered the two figures.

Above the battleship, there was silence for a while.

After a while, an uproar came from the dozens of guests of the royal palace.

"It's actually flat?"

"That kid... no wonder he claims to be the [God of War]. He does have a few tricks... able to tie the small building. If such a record is spread, it will be enough to cause a sensation in the Jianghu Road in the imperial capital, right?"

"I haven't seen it yet... Xiaolou hasn't even used a knife."

"The problem is that Xiaolou has never used a knife. The black knife in his arms is like a decoration. The people who have been defeated by him before are defeated by his palm techniques... Who knows if this guy is holding a knife to scare people to make a fool of himself?"

"But Xiaolou has been using knife skills today."

"What you mean is that Xiaolou didn't attack with all his strength."

"That's also very scary. Who can support Xiaolou's five tricks? There are only a few of the guests in the entire palace. The little princess's boyfriend does have crazy capital."

"And he is younger than Xiaolou... Everyone, I remember that the reason why Xiaolou was valued by so many forces in the imperial capital and was also chosen by our prince was because he was young, right?"

"There is a monster."

Although the conversation between the disciples was extremely low, they were still heard by the two martial arts masters, Yu Feiyan and Xing'er, the Golden Pinning Prince.

Yu Feiyan's face was filled with a faint smile.

It can be seen that he seemed quite satisfied with this result.

"Girl, it seems that you have chosen the right person. Ye Qingyu is indeed a talented person. Although he is a little low-class, my Snow Country Royal Family also started from the wilderness back then. As long as a man has enough strength, he can change everything. This kid is talented, has a tough heart and outstanding talent, and is very compatible with you. No wonder you would hand him [Three Thousand White Hair]... But, I am afraid that your father still needs to agree to your affairs?"

Yu Feiyan looked at Xing'er with a smile.

Xing'er said expressionlessly: "Uncle Sanhuang is thinking too much. I have never admitted that he is my favorite..."

"The iron rule of the imperial royal family, if you give him your [three thousand feet of white hair], it is equivalent to choosing him as your husband. If he is not your lover, then the consequences should be very clear..." Yu Feiyan swayed the armrests of the purple gold dragon chaise with his palms and said with a smile: "I guess that although you are a little naughty, you will not ignore the blood of the royal family. A woman with the blood of the Snow Country Royal Family will give her own white hair to whom she is her sweetheart."

Xing'er didn't say anything for a while.

"What? You girl, don't regret it, right? Ye Qingyu's age and talent are considered a genius in all directions. The emperor also admires it very much, and it is not a little witch who has wronged us, haha..." Yu Feiyan smiled cheerfully, and seemed quite open-minded in his words, and was also very concerned about Xing'er.

Xing'er smiled faintly and said, "Just because he tied with your sharpest dog?"

Yu Feiyan shook his head helplessly: "Girl, you have been hiding from me when you come back this time. Do you have any objections to me or do you dislike my disciples?"

"Is there any difference?" Xing'er curled her lips indifferently and said, "If you think that Qingyu can be undefeated under Xiaolou's knife, it is already amazing, then I can only say that you still don't understand [Youyan Yiye]. Since he has agreed to today's so-called exchange, he will definitely not be satisfied with such a result."

Yu Feiyan was slightly stunned.

In the martial arts field.

"Draw your sword."

Ye Qingyu slowly moved his body, activated the strength in his body, and the real strength of his body burst out. The sound of dragon roars sounded between his muscles and bones, as if countless dragons were about to roar out of his body.

"What?"

Xiaolou was slightly stunned and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"You... actually suppressed your strength to fight me?" A kind of insulted anger appeared on Xiaolou's face.

"Didn't you also suppress your strength?" Ye Qingyu smiled faintly and said, "People from the sect era, with a completely ancient style of moves, why don't they draw their swords? Is it because they don't want to kill me? Or do you know that you can't kill me even if you draw your sword? Or... Are you afraid that you will draw your sword in front of so many people and reveal your true identity?"

Xiaolou's expression calmed down instantly.

"You're thinking too much." His hand slowly grabbed the hilt of the knife.

The slender and slender white five fingers seem to be more beautiful than some women who pay attention to maintaining their fingers. If you change places and occasions, few people can associate such a beautiful palm with the terrifying bloody hands that defeated and killed twenty-one martial arts masters in the capital in a row over a year.

Ye Qingyu didn't say anything.

Take a deep breath.

The true meaning of the dragon is moving.

The right hand instantly covered with light silver dragon scales, and the five fingers also turned into dragon claws.

At the same time, the [Man King Sword Dian] was activated together.

The true meaning of the sword Tao gathered on the dragon claws in the right hand and suddenly blasted out like lightning.

The sword energy roared and the chill filled the air.

A look of surprise appeared on Xiaolou's face. Without any hesitation, his right palm, which was originally holding the black hilt, suddenly slapped out like lightning. The patterns in the palm of his palm wandered away from the black runes. The palm, which was originally as white as jade, instantly became as dark as ink, as if it could swallow all the power in this world.

The next moment, the black palm and the silver dragon claws collided together.

This time there was no fluctuation of power.

There was no deafening sound.

Even a trace of strong wind was not aroused.

The contact at that moment was like a gentle touch between two closest friends, the palms and fists were removed, and then they were tightly stuck together, and they did not separate immediately.

Bang bang bang bang.

There was a muffled sound at the feet of the two people.

The deck blessed by the power of mysterious runes was constantly rippling like water waves. The locations of the two of them were slightly sunken. The dense rune beams flashed wildly, and the deck made of floating metal seemed to collapse and shatter at any time...

It can be seen how violent the power the two of them are at this time is, and they are definitely not as calm as they seem on the surface.

Such a stalemate lasted for less than ten breaths.

A blond suddenly appeared on Xiaolou's face, as if he was drunk, his brows suddenly frowned, and then a trace of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth. His whole body, as if he was about to exhaust his strength, began to tremble slightly.

Ye Qingyu still has the strength to do it.

"It turns out that your power comes from your sword," he looked at Xiaolou, his face felt enlightened, and said lightly: "It turns out that you don't draw the sword because of your current cultivation level and you can't draw the sword... The so-called people who have seen you draw the sword are dead, it's just a rumor... Which sect did you master in the ancient sect era?"

Xiaolou stared at Ye Qingyu without saying a word.

"I want to rekindle even if I die?" Ye Qingyu's eyes gradually became cold: "The sect era has passed, so it is impossible to come back... You should give up."

"Over your ability..." Xiaolou opened his mouth, but his body trembled even harder.

A sudden dragon roar broke out in Ye Qingyu's arm, and another force was added.

"Ah...puff!"

Xiaolou finally couldn't hold on anymore, and a blood arrow squirted out and flew backwards.

Ye Qingyu waved his hand.

The black knife in his hand was rotating drippingly, flew out of his hand, and fell into Ye Qingyu's hand. He struggled and shook endlessly, but he could not get rid of Ye Qingyu's silver scale palm dragon claws that transformed into a dragon.

"Give me a knife..."

Xiaolou shouted loudly, his expression changed drastically, and for the first time he showed shock and horror, and rushed forward frantically.

Ye Qingyu laughed and his left hand turned into a dragon claw.

He held the scabbard with his right hand, held the hilt with his left hand, and said lightly: "Are you guessing I can pull out this knife?"

Xiaolou's figure suddenly stopped—

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