Teng Ziling quickly regained his composure. Even if he didn't use the hidden talents of the dark dragon clan, he was confident that he could defeat Yang Chen.
There was a flash of black light in his hand, and three more black spears appeared in Teng Ziling's hand. He already had four spears in his hand! He put the four spears together, and the spears suddenly merged and turned into one spear.
The figure of the black dragon appeared above it, constantly swimming around the spear.
"Teng Ziling finally took out the immortal weapon!"
"It is said that Yang Chen also has an immortal weapon, so Teng Ziling may not have the advantage."
"That's right!"
Everyone was talking a lot.
"Immortal weapon..." Yang Chen laughed. Unless Teng Ziling brought out the magic weapon, Yang Chen was 100% sure that he had subdued Teng Ziling.
"Yang Chen, why don't you take out your fairy weapon? Do you think I'm not worthy of letting you take out your fairy weapon?" Teng Ziling was a little angry.
"As you wish, but you must not regret it!" Yang Chen smiled and used the Nine Heavens Flame Dragon Cover.[
The Nine Heavens Flame Dragon Barrier shot toward Tengzi Ling like lightning, and suddenly grew in size, turning into a huge pottery bowl with a diameter of several hundred feet. The pottery bowl was wrapped with dense bloody dragon shadows. These dragon shadows were all purple gold.
After the Yanlong clan killed the other dragon clans, it was refined with the dragon souls of the other dragon clans!
Teng Ziling's soul trembled. This magical weapon directly threatened his soul.
"Dragon Clan Immortal Weapon!" The faces of Ye Wentian and others changed slightly.
"Stop, I give up!" Teng Ziling retreated quickly and suddenly shouted.
Yang Chen waved his hand, and the Nine Heavens Flame Dragon Shield shrank in size and was put away by him.
Many people were secretly shocked. What kind of magical weapon was this that actually frightened Teng Ziling like this?
They don't know that the Nine Heavens Flame Dragon Shield is an immortal weapon specially designed to kill dragons. The Purple Gold Flame Dragon refined it to deter other dragons.
"Yang Chen, the reason you were able to discover me just now must be because of it, am I right?" Teng Ziling sneered.
Yang Chen smiled and said nothing.
"Humph!" Teng Ziling snorted unwillingly, turned around and left the fighting battlefield.
"Yang Chen, win the fourth game, the fifth game will start in four hours!" Ye Wentian's voice echoed.
With Ye Wentian announcing the end of the fourth game, the first day has almost passed. However, the Great Qin Empire has the power of the gods. By using its magical power at will, the emperor becomes daylight, and everyone can continue to watch this game.
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At this time, Yang Chen had already left the fighting battlefield and returned to the lounge!
As soon as he returned to the lounge, he was shocked on the spot. At some point, there was an extra person in the lounge. This person turned out to be an old drunkard!
"Sit down and drink with me!" The old drunkard smiled, turned his palm, and a jar of wine suddenly appeared.[
"Can you drink better than me?" Yang Chen sat down on the futon opposite the old drunkard.
"Little brat, you weren't even born when I was drinking." The old drunkard smiled angrily.
"Then let's see who drinks more." Yang Chen laughed, picked up the wine jar, and took a sip.
The old drunkard opened his hand and a jar of wine appeared, and the two of them started drinking.
…
After a long time, the old drunkard put down the wine jar and said with a smile: "When I came to the capital of the Great Qin Empire, I competed with the geniuses of all the major forces in drinking!"
Yang Chen was curious and asked: "Old drunkard, did you win back then, or did they win?"
"No one won, we all lost." The old drunkard sighed.
"You all lost? Old drunkard, who did you lose to?" Yang Chen was puzzled.
"I lost to a woman." The old drunkard said with a smile, "Everyone was willing to lose to her back then."
"Old drunkard, is that woman the one you like?" Yang Chen smiled meaningfully.
"Yes, everyone who met her fell in love with her, and I was no exception!" The old drunkard said very frankly.
"Who is she?" Yang Chen became more and more curious.
"Wei Qingcheng..." The old drunkard fell into memories.
"What?!" Yang Chen was shocked, the old drunkard actually fell in love with his wife?
"Don't be surprised. At that time, except for the people from Bafo Temple and Tianxiang Pavilion, people from all major powers wanted to marry her."
The old drunkard smiled, suddenly changed the subject, and spoke slowly: "Later we discovered that the reason why she came to the Qin Empire was to meet the world-famous Marshal Chu!"
"Young Marshal Chu!" Yang Chen's expression changed slightly. Today's Marshal Chu was still young back then, he was just Marshal Chu.
Wei Qingcheng came to the imperial capital to meet the world-famous Chu Xiangnan, while the geniuses from other major forces came to the imperial capital because of Wei Qingcheng. It can be imagined that there must have been many people who were hostile to Chu Xiangnan and wanted to swarm him.
Chu Xiangnan swallowed it.
"Actually, I'm very lucky. If it weren't for Qingcheng coming to the Qin Empire, I wouldn't have come to the capital of the Qin Empire, and I wouldn't have known her." The old drunkard's eyes were full of tenderness.
"Old drunkard, who... is she?" Yang Chen was curious. Presumably, the old drunkard met another woman who made his heart beat.
"She..." A sad look suddenly appeared on the old drunkard's face.
Yang Chen did not continue to ask, he could feel the pain of the old drunkard.
"If I have the chance in the future, I will tell you more about everything." After a slight pause in his tone, the old drunkard said with a smile: "Brother Chu, when he was your age, his cultivation level was not as good as yours. Your future achievements may be able to surpass yours.
He might not even know!"
"Old drunkard, you didn't come here just to praise me, right?" Yang Chen said with a smile.
"I just want to remind you, be careful of people from the three ancient countries and the Sifang Temple!" The old drunkard said sternly: "Your identity is very special, they will never let you go easily. Although they are afraid of Brother Chu, they dare not
They will deal with you blatantly, but they will never give up!"
"They want to completely destroy the Yi family, especially me." Yang Chen's eyes flashed.
"That's right!" The old drunkard nodded: "I am also a descendant of the seven generals of the Yi family. I understand their fear of the Yi family."
"Old drunkard, I'm very surprised, why does the master want to help me?" Yang Chen suddenly asked.
"The person I can't understand the most in my life is him." The old drunkard took a deep breath, "When young people of our generation came to the imperial capital, they all wanted to compete with Qingcheng. Everyone challenged him, but they didn't.
One person is his opponent."
"Old drunkard, back then... was he really that strong?" Yang Chen's face changed slightly. The younger generation of all the major forces in the world were actually no match for Chu Xiangnan.
"He is indeed very strong. I was no match for him back then, and neither am I now!" The old drunkard said with a smile: "Even I am not his match, and the rest of the people are even less likely to be his match!"
His face suddenly showed strong confidence! It seemed that except Chu Xiangnan, he didn't pay attention to anyone in the younger generation.
"He didn't give his best against anyone back then, so I said, I still can't see through him, and I don't know what he is thinking." The old drunkard squinted his eyes, "He has become even scarier now.
, I can’t see through him more and more!”
"Old drunkard, is he a good person?" Yang Chen asked with a smile.
"He is a good friend, at least I don't think I made this friend in vain!" the old drunkard said with a smile.
"Since he is your good friend, he should also be my good master!" Yang Chen said with a smile.
"Little bastard, I watched your game. I'm afraid it's a little difficult for you to win the position of young commander with this." The old drunkard suddenly said: "Although you have an immortal body, if you can't use the rules skillfully, you will definitely lose.
It’s not far! It’s good to have talent, but you can’t just rely on talent!”
"Old drunkard, it turns out you came to me to teach me a lesson." Yang Chen smiled.
"Hey, brat, your dad is here to teach you how to use the rules!" The old drunkard said with a smile, "If you have any questions, just ask."
"Old drunkard, what is your cultivation level?" Yang Chen was curious, he couldn't see through the old drunkard's realm at all.
"Although he is not as good as your master, with your father's cultivation, it is more than enough to teach you!" the old drunkard said with a smile.
Yang Chen was overjoyed and quickly spoke out all the doubts in his heart, asking the old drunkard to answer them one by one.
The old drunkard is indeed very powerful, and he can answer any questions raised by Yang Chen.
Time passed quickly, and three hours passed quickly.
I saw Yang Chen swinging out his sword, and the sword energy condensed into a black lotus. This lotus contained four kinds of power, the power of darkness, sword intention, the power of space, and the power of Dao lines.
At the same time, three lotuses appeared in the three imaginary realms in his Dantian, imprinting the imprint on the immortal's fate! The power of the imaginary realm was suddenly generated, flowing out of his whole body, and his flesh and blood began the seventh cycle.
Transformation, power surges!
After the transformation, Yang Chen slashed at the old drunkard with his sword. The sword energy condensed into a lotus and "shot" at the old drunkard!
The old drunkard was stunned. The lotus flower, which originally contained terrifying power, fell into the space and disappeared.
Yang Chen looked at the old drunkard and smiled bitterly. Facing the old drunkard, all his confidence disappeared. For the first time, he realized how powerful the old drunkard was!
"The power of swordsmanship is very strong, but it's a pity that your level is not high enough to bring out the power of swordsmanship." The old drunkard said with a smile.
Suddenly, Ye Wentian's voice came into the lounge: "Yang Chen, Sima Sheng..."
"Go!" the old drunkard laughed.
Yang Chen nodded, disappeared into the lounge out of thin air, and appeared on the battlefield with a whoosh.
On the battlefield, the tall and powerful Sima Sheng was already waiting for Yang Chen, with a strong confidence on his rough face.
"Half-orc!" Yang Chen's eyes flashed. Sima Sheng was the descendant of orcs and humans. His physical body was extremely powerful, comparable to the divine body.
"Yang Chen, although you have the secret method to improve the strength of the physical body, if you compare with the physical body alone, you are no match for me!" Sima Sheng said with a smile.
"That's not necessarily the case!" Yang Chen smiled lightly.