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"Do you dare to bet with me!?"

Ye Ling still had a smile on his face, his eyes were filled with sharpness as he questioned Jian Yi.

It was not only Jian Qiu who was worried, but Blood Demon, Feng Yu and the others all had tense expressions. To bet with his life, Ye Ling was simply too impulsive.

"They are like turtles in a jar, there is no need to negotiate with them. As long as you give the order, they will definitely be dismembered and die a horrible death!"

Looking at Ye Ling's expression, the sword spirit frowned and glared at Ye Ling with unfriendly eyes. He was an old cunning man, how could he not see through Ye Ling's intentions?

In order to avoid allowing Ye Ling to take advantage of the loophole and ensure the position of the Sword Tomb, so that Jian Yi could wash away the shame, he naturally did not agree to Jian Yi using his emotions.

"Humph!" "If you're afraid, then forget it!"

"Originally, I thought that you, Jian Yi, would have some potential, but now it seems that it is not because you are afraid of death, even with your cultivation, you are just a decoration!"

Ye Ling frowned, he immediately shook his head and glanced at the Sword Spirit, then revealed a sneer, seeing that Jian Yi had purposely revealed a look of contempt, he mocked Jian Yi's incompetence.

"You!" Hearing that, Jian Yi's face suddenly turned red, his eyes became bloodshot, he gritted his teeth in anger.

"Pfft!"

"If you don't have that kind of guts, then don't act dumb. Just based on Jian Yi's behavior, you're a coward. You'd better scram and hide!"

Seeing that Ye Ling's provocation was useless, the Blood Demon simply stood up and sneered at Jian Yi, using all sorts of evil words to insult him.

"Ha ha!"

Feng Yu and Huan Xiong suddenly laughed heartily as they revealed looks of contempt towards Jian Yi.

"How dare you!"

Jian Yi's face turned red, he glared at Ye Ling and the others, but the sword spirit beside him suddenly stood up, releasing a terrifying imposing manner, causing thunderclaps to resound.

"Wait!"

Just as the Sword Spirit was about to attack, Jian Yi suddenly stepped forward to stop them. The expressions of the opposing Ye Ling and the others froze, and each of them did not make a sound, as they coldly looked at the opposing Jian Yi.

"Young master!" You cannot be bewitched by them. They have nowhere to run! " Seeing Jian Yi standing out, the Sword Soul's expression suddenly became ugly, he turned his head to look at Jian Yi, and warned him.

"This is between them and I. Since I, Jian Yi, want to wash away this humiliation, I naturally have to personally send them on their way!"

Jian Yi squinted his eyes widely, looking at the Sword Soul coldly. He did not die as a coward, nor was he a coward that was afraid of death.

Since he lost his backbone at Ye Ling's place and lost his dignity, he would take it back personally. Otherwise, how could his heart be at ease?

"Ye Ling! I, Jian Yi, accept your conditions! "

Jian Yi took a big step forward. With the determination in his heart, he naturally would not waver because of this, he trusted his own strength. If he was unable to kill Ye Ling with his Deity Creation Stage cultivation, then wouldn't he be inferior to even a piece of trash?

"Good!" At least you have the guts! "

"But how can we trust you when you speak empty words like that?"

Ye Ling frowned and lightly nodded as he walked out. Looking at Jian Yi who was in front of him, he asked with a cold expression.

Jian Yi's expression was ugly, the way he looked at Ye Ling was as though he was spitting fire, Ye Ling actually dared to look down on him, causing him to be extremely infuriated.

"If I break my promise, I will never return to the cycle of reincarnation!" Jian Yi bellowed out, his voice was extremely loud and clear, as though he was vowing to the heavens and earth, using the heavens and earth as evidence.

"Young Lord!" Jian Yi was actually walking into Ye Ling's trap step by step, and this made him unable to stop him. "If the High Lord knew about this, he will definitely be furious!" he thought to himself.

"Very good, you, Jian Yi, are quite courageous." Ye Ling nodded his head in satisfaction, since only half of the matter was settled, whether or not he could save the sword would be up to him.

Jian Qiu risking his life to help him was something he could not forget, and even if he were to give his life as a gift, it would be difficult to repay this kindness.

Blood Demon and the others retreated, all of them looked extremely gloomy, the sword spirits also retreated, and the next battle would be between Ye Ling and himself.

This was a battle of life and death. Ye Ling's victory or defeat was related to the survival of the Blood Demon and the others.

, who was facing him, had a cold expression. The aura around his body stirred restlessly as the longsword in his hand released a light sound.

BOOM!

Just at this moment, Jian Yi walked over in an instant, bringing along a large amount of sand and wind. It was like a gale blowing at one's face, its killing intent biting cold.

Ye Ling frowned, the Qi in his body suddenly erupted, like a flood of Yellow River, the majestic Qi shook the void.

Boom! *

Ye Ling took a large step forward. The earth quaked and the mountains shook, a heroic look appeared on his face as he suddenly swung his arm. A bloody light filled the sky as the sword rainbow roared and howled.

BOOM!

The two attacks collided and instantly created a myriad of shockwaves. It was as if mountains and seas were toppled, never ending.

Thump! Thump!

Ye Ling retreated, his body actually trembling, his clothes shivering, his face as dark as stagnant water.

The opposing Jian Yi sneered. He actually had the upper hand in one attack, which made him feel extremely confident. The fear in his heart gradually disappeared.

The faces of Blood Demon and the others darkened, they did not wish to see a situation like this the most. If Jian Yi were to regain his confidence, it would be extremely disadvantageous to Ye Ling.

"Whiz!"

Jian Yi took the chance and rose up with his ten thousand swords in the air, like a shower of stars, he released a ringing sound and instantly struck towards Ye Ling with an extremely powerful force.

Ye Ling's body was surging with Evil Qi, his face suddenly turned extremely sinister. With a flip of his left hand, the Buried Skies Coffin appeared.

Boom! * Boom! *

Thunder exploded in the sky and the rain of swords scattered. Ye Ling suddenly disappeared from his original position, as if he had drawn many runes in the air.

Jian Yi's expression congealed, but before he could see the flaw of Ye Ling's attack, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

BANG!

"AHH!" Jian Yi suddenly screamed as blood flew out from his mouth into the air.

"This is bad!" The sublimation of the power of space, that is the Space Laws! " Sensing the change in space, he was actually able to tell with a single glance that Ye Ling had used the spatial laws.

The ability to condense the spatial energy to the limit would turn space into the power of laws. Ye Ling was precisely controlling this power to exceed the limits of space to perform at an extreme speed, as though he was in an invincible position.

"Good boy!"

"He actually still has a trump card up his sleeve, making me break out in a cold sweat for him!"

The spatial energy Ye Ling had inherited from the Myriad Realms Divine Emperor had actually reached a level of perfection. It exceeded the limits of heaven and earth, allowing him to come and go as he pleased.

Feng Yu and Huan Xiong revealed expressions of pleasant surprise. Ye Ling's strength was naturally their strength, and as long as Ye Ling remained undefeated, he would definitely lose.

Jian Qiu was astonished. Ye Ling's speed had already exceeded his limits, and he knew that even the Deity Creation Stage was inferior to this kind of speed. With this kind of astonishing speed, even if his strength was insufficient, it would still be difficult for Jian Yi to defend against.

Bang bang!

In the air, Ye Ling was like a shooting star, faintly discernable and his speed was terrifying. Every time he appeared, a blood-red light would appear and accurately strike at Jian Yi.

"AHH!" Jian Yi was forced into a passive position, and screamed like a pig being butchered. In front of someone who could not catch up to and could not keep up with Ye Ling's speed, he was simply beaten up.

In the blink of an eye, blood rained down from the sky. Jian Yi's body was filled with cracks and injuries.

Even so, Jian Yi was still riddled with scars, and his cultivation was dropping rapidly. Because of his serious injuries, more than half of the veins in his body were broken, and a few cracks also appeared on his body's Purple Mansion.

Plop!

In the next ten breaths of time, Jian Yi suddenly fell from the sky. He kneeled on the ground with a face as white as paper, with blood dripping from his mouth and his hair in a mess.

"Whiz!"

Ye Ling appeared out of nowhere, panting. He looked extremely exhausted, and although his speed was astonishing, he was also burning the energy in his body at the same time.

If not for his Jindan being too powerful, he would not have been able to hold on, his face was gloomy, his eyes were bloodshot, the Buried Skies Coffin in his hand slowly walked towards Jian Yi.

Bang bang!

The earth trembled and gales screamed. The people of Sword Tomb were shocked and terrified, with Ye Ling's strength and strength, it had become an unsurpassable terror for them.

To be able to defeat the Deity Creation Stage in front of them, how could they afford to offend such a strong person?

The Blood Demon and the others were excited, Jian Qiu was even more surprised, Ye Ling being able to turn the situation around was completely out of his expectations. At the same time, his grandfather's sword blade could be saved.

"Shua!"

Ye Ling arrived in front of Jian Yi and pointed the coffin at him. His face was ice-cold, and revealed a gaze of contempt as he looked at Jian Yi and said, "I said before, if I could let you go twice, I would be able to catch you thrice. Don't think that just because you obtained someone's power, you can do whatever you want and step on my, Ye Ling's, head! "

Jian Yi's face was pale. Facing Ye Ling's mocking, the anger in his heart burned fiercely. Gritting his teeth, he raised his head and glared at Ye Ling.

"Do you want to humiliate me?"

Jian Yi gnashed his teeth as he suddenly stood up and glared at Ye Ling. Even though he had lost, he would still be proud because he would no longer be lacking in dignity.

"You're rather narcissistic?"

"If you want dignity, release Jian Qiu's grandfather, or else I'll make you die a worse death than a dog!"

Ye Ling sneered, he looked at Jian Yi unkindly, and suddenly bellowed, releasing a terrifying Qi, not allowing Jian Yi to retaliate.