"Calm."

The Panlong Sphur suddenly pierced to the ground, shaking the surrounding cyclones. Xiang Yu stood firmly in the field, his eyes full of arrogance, and he smiled and said, "Zifang's words are exactly what I want, but I don't know if Ziyu dares to fight. It has been several months since the last time I parted. Ziyu was defeated by my Canghai Jue before. Today, I don't know what the outcome will be."

Faced with Xiang Yu's aggressiveness, Ye Yang was unable to ride a tiger, and it was worth holding the Green Soul Sword on the ground and said lightly: "King Xiang is willing to give me advice, so I naturally cannot fight with you."

Zhang Liang laughed and said, "Since that's the case, that's great. I think both of you are His Majesty Huai's unparalleled heroes. You have no eyes on your sword and no harm. It's better to have a literary fight, how about it?"

"What is literary fight?" Xiang Yu asked,

Zhang Liang smiled and said, "One side attacks and the other side defends, King Xiang can take action first. With one blow, if Ye Yang can catch it, he can counterattack King Xiang with a sword. In this way, attack and defend each other. If anyone can't support it first, he will be considered to lose. In this way, it will be fair."

Ye Yang's eyes cold: "Who attacks first?"

Xiang Yu said proudly: "Hmph, as the commander of the Allied Army, I will naturally not take advantage of you. So what if this first blow is to give you, even if you come."

Ye Yang shook his head instead and said, "No, I am not Ye Yang that day. If you have any means to King Xiang, please come. Don't forget that this is related to those eleven magical tools."

Fan Zeng stood up, coughed, leaning on a crutch, and said, "Yu'er, since General Zhendong is so polite, you're disrespectful. Go, this Wendou is a good suggestion. I didn't expect that General Liu's account would be such a capable person. People in the world say that Zhang Zifang had all the calculations and was unparalleled in the world. Today I can see him with my own eyes."

Zhang Liang stood up, bowed with both hands, and smiled faintly: "Senior praised me, I am a scholar, and I am useless. How can I bear the unparalleled worldly words that I have mentioned?"

"snort."

Fan Zeng smiled, didn't say anything,

Ye Yang held the hilt of the sword in his hand and looked at Fan Zeng. He suddenly remembered the sins of more than 200,000 innocent people in Yanmen County. Thinking of the tragic scenes, for a moment, Ye Yang trembled all over, his eyes became cold, and his murderous intent suddenly arose.

Fan Zeng felt Ye Yang's murderous intent, and the crutches in his hand couldn't help but tremble. His old and turbid eyes opened slightly, and he found that Ye Yang was filled with the true energy of the starry sky, and his whole body was full of heroic energy. This made Fan Zeng a little helpless. This person was actually his enemy, which was really terrible.

Xiang Yu held the Dragon Sphur in his hand, and thoughtfully, he also discovered Ye Yang's strangeness. He knew it was the hatred between Fan Yafu and Ye Yang.

"snort."

Xiang Yu turned around, came to Fan Zeng, and lowered his voice: "Father Ya, don't panic. I will never allow you to kill you, don't worry, today, Ye Yang will definitely die in Hongmen Field, I will not let him go."

Fan Zeng's fingers trembled and his whole body trembled suddenly, and said, "Yu'er, I... I have seen through the secrets of heaven all my life and knew that you have the appearance of an emperor, but... But how I calculated, I still couldn't calculate Ye Yang's origins. In fact, there was no one in the stars in the sky. This kid... where did he come from and how would he be? He has become a mystery. Yu'er, don't underestimate Ye Yang and kill him with all his might."

"knew."

...

Returning to the field, Xiang Yu looked sternly, holding the dragon halberd, and looking at Ye Yang coldly.

"bring it on."

The sword edge of the Green Soul Sword in Ye Yang's hand was drooping, and a trace of flames was swaying. In fact, Ye Yang knew it well that this was Zhang Liang's plan to kill two birds with one stone. The so-called literary fight was to attack and defend each other, which also meant that even if one of the sides won, both sides would be scarred, because it can be judged from the breath that Xiang Yu also entered the seventh level of the starry sky, and was inconsistent with Ye Yang's strength. The final result would only be a loss-win situation.

However, even though he knew that this was the case, Ye Yang still could not avoid a battle. Xiang Yu had already developed a murderous intention towards him. Moreover, Ye Yang was very eager to kill the old thief Fan Zeng. Both of them had the intention to kill him. Regardless of the outcome of this battle, it was inevitable.

"Here you come."

Xiang Yu roared wildly, and the seventh-level cyclones of the starry sky were flying around him. Canghai Jue burst out from the body with a stern, and the indigo blue energy wrapped around the Panlong Sphur. Haoran shot down from the sky and shouted: "Break."

Ye Yangping raised the Green Soul Sword, covered the sword with his left hand, and the flames stormed, and Tai Chi floating patterns of Taixu Jue condensed under his feet. A stern qi roared out, condensed into a shield, facing Xiang Yu's attack.

"Bang."

With a violent shock, the strong wind blew a group of soldiers around the corner, and even King Huai, who was watching the battle on the stage, fell to the ground. The showdown between the two seventh-level starry sky powerhouses was really amazing. Thanks to Ye Yang and Xiang Yu's lack of power to spit out, otherwise the power of one blow would probably even be ruined.

"Smack it..."

Xiang Yu was shocked and retreated continuously, his breath was slightly chaotic. He could clearly feel that Ye Yang's power was not easy this time, and he had a rapid change with the last battle.

"It's my turn."

In the indigo blue energy fragments of Canghai Jue, Ye Yang broke through the wind, and the green soul sword in his hand was wrapped in a strong flame. He was like a god descending to earth. Haoran hit the Purgatory Fire Blade and blew down.

Xiang Yu raised his arm, and the dragon halberd crossed his chest, urging Gu Canghai Jue, shouting loudly: "Come on, let me see your strongest power."

"Calm."

The Qinghun Sword roared continuously, and one blow shocked Xiang Yu. At the same time, Ye Yang was forced to retreat several steps by the vigorous recoil force.

Xiang Yu laughed loudly, and green dragon patterns lingered around his body, which was the best martial arts of Canghai Jue. The dragon patterns above the Panlong Sphere were even more moving, like a real dragon, and the indigo blue flames rose, which made Xiang Yu look like a god. Panlong Sphere was raised high, and a blow from Mount Tai came.

"brush."

Ye Yang's feet slipped and stood steadily. Flames flew around him, and once again entered the second level of the transformation of the Fire God. With one hand, a dragon-shaped energy broke out from the ground and was plated on the Qinghun Sword. This is the mystery of the Hidden Dragon Sword Questioning the Sky Chapter. Summoning the Dragon Soul to help defend. Only in this way can one withstand Xiang Yu's powerful attack.

"Bang."

The attack of the world changing color. This time, the Panlong Sphur and the Qinghun Sword had no contact at all. It was entirely due to the collision of the power field. The flames and the Canghai Art were shaken, and the entire Hongmen Field was trembling.

A group of princes looked pale, and even the generals under Liu Bang, Fan Kuai, Xiahou Ying and others looked at each other and couldn't help but sigh: "Two people are so strong..."

...

"puff."

With a sudden blow, the Panlong Sphur, which was concentrating on divine power, pierced Ye Yang's left arm, and Ye Yang also left a deep wound on Xiang Yu's chest with the Green Soul Sword, which was concentrating on divine power.

"Smack it..."

Retreating continuously, Ye Yang covered the wound, and heart-wrenching pain came from there. The wounds severely damaged by divine power cannot be healed with the power of the starry sky. This wound can only be slowly treated by the medicine stone. This is also the willingness of the seventh-level starry sky strongman to be above the realm of the starry sky.

After wiping the blood at the corner of his mouth, Ye Yang felt that the true energy in his body was constantly consumed. This was the seventh strike. Ye Yang and Xiang Yu fought harder than the other strike. In this way, it would naturally be cheaper for Liu Bang and his group of people.

...

Xiang Yu held the dragon halberd with a smile on his lips: "Ye Yang, why, isn't this possible?"

Ye Yang gritted his teeth and said, "You can't do it."

Xiang Yu: "..."

Looking at the several magical artifacts on the table not far away, the princes and Fan Zeng were already looking at them. There have been rumors in the world that those who collect the twelve magical artifacts will get everything they want in the world. Although I don’t know what it is for, the twelve magical artifacts have long become something that everyone dreams of, otherwise there wouldn’t be so many disputes.

Xiang Yu pointed at the artifact on the table and smiled and said, "It's just that the Fire God Armor on your body can gather 11 artifacts. It is said that there is a Fire God Helmet falling into Shura Mountain. It's not difficult to find it. Ye Yang, in order to achieve my goal, you may have a life today."

Ye Yang said angrily: "Why didn't you take your life?"

"Let's see the truth under your hands." Xiang Yu shouted loudly and came to kill again.

...

But at this moment, suddenly, Xiang Yu's figure solidified, and Ye Yang also stopped there. Yun Xiaoxi opened his mouth wide and looked up at the sky.

Of course, there is only one possibility that stronger people will appear.

...
Chapter completed!