OBS Chapter 886 Only One Sword
Chapter 886 Only One Sword
"You..." Sang Jie looked at Ye Chen. Although his chest was burning with anger, he didn't choose to continue arguing, because he knew that the sharpness of the tongue was meaningless.
Then he looked away.
"We've lost this game..."
Heh, what is counting, it is obviously good or not... Ye Chen muttered in his heart, and then cupped fist out of etiquette.
"Concession."
At the same time, warm cheers erupted at the top of the holy mountain. It was the leaders of the younger generation of the Ye clan celebrating the victory of the young patriarch's first battle.
Ye Feng was also stroking his beard with a smile, as if he was extremely satisfied with Ye Chen's performance.
Ever since the battle with Wei Yizheng, the younger generations of the Ye clan have been confined to the sacred mountain almost all the time, causing their vigor to be exhausted.
The ensuing extraterritorial threats are undoubtedly another round of blows to the mood.
Therefore, the younger generation of the Ye family generally suffered from depression.
But now, when Ye Chen defeated the Tiancan Clan with an overwhelming victory, the fighting spirit buried deep in the hearts of the young Tianjiao has finally been successfully awakened.
In this way, Ye Feng's intention of calling the people to watch the battle has been achieved...
"Old Yin, how is his injury?" Sang Jie asked without turning his head while standing with his hands behind his back.
"Not too good..." Elder Yin looked serious, trying to stabilize the injury of the Tianjiao Tianjiao with Spiritual Qi, but the result did not seem to be optimistic.
"The last punch of the young patriarch of the Ye family has almost completely destroyed his foundation, and it is impossible to recover under normal conditions..."
"In that case, let him turn into a cocoon."
"Well, that's the only way..."
The Celestial Silkworms have an innate talent called Nirvana cocooning.
No matter how severe the injury is, as long as one breath succeeds in cocooning, there is a possibility of heaven-defying rebirth.
But this kind of supernatural power is different from the ordinary closed door training cocooning, but it can only be used once in a lifetime, and after cocooning, it will enter a period of weakness. If no one is around to protect the law, it will be easily killed.
Seeing Na Yin's old finger pointing between the eyebrows of the wounded Celestial Silkworm Clan Tianjiao, he used his own Spiritual Qi as a guide to help the latter activate the Talent supernatural power.
The silkworm's silk spewed out immediately and turned into a golden silkworm cocoon.
"Hey, look, this is coming!" Huo San's eyes lit up, staring at the golden silkworm cocoon in the distance, his face was full of malicious intentions.
"Master, this disciple will help you move it here." Sun Xiaokong took out the Ruyi Scepter Dinghai Needle and rushed over.
He was also very curious about the so-called roasted silkworm chrysalis, after all, he had never eaten it before, and his heart was very itchy.
But as soon as he jumped together, Huo San grabbed the back of his neck, and the latter said: "Don't worry, there are two more, I will pack them up and take them away..."
Soon, the second round of competition began.
Ye Hao was the one who fought in the Ye family.
When the expressionless young man landed on the battle platform, a sharp aura immediately rose up, wanting to pierce the sky.
"Patriarch Sang Shao, I don't know who your Tiancan Clan is going to send to the battle this time," Ye Feng smiled and looked at Sang Jie, "If you want a lot of patriarchs, you can do it yourself, otherwise if you lose, you will have no chance..."
How about aggressive generals? This young master will not accept your approach... The latter thought for a while, and then said: "Sang Yu, this battle is up to you."
Although he also wanted to win the battle in person, but seeing the third person from the Ye clan not showing up for a long time, he felt very uncertain and did not dare to act rashly.
Otherwise, even if this round can be won, the loss of the third round still cannot change the ending.
The silkworm clan named Sang? hesitated, and then stepped out one step at a time, and climbed onto the battle platform steadily.
"Sang of the Silkworm Clan is here to learn!"
Ye Hao's expression was still indifferent, and he didn't say much, he raised his hand and drew out the Tai Xuan sword in the air.
At this moment, the temperature on the top of the mountain suddenly dropped.
"Young master, that sword is weird!" Elder Yin's expression on the spectator platform changed drastically in an instant.
But now it was too late to stop it.
There are countless formations engraved on the battle platform, and the opponent's two Supremes are restrained openly and secretly, even he can't forcefully stop the fight.
There was a flash of cold light in the field, and Na Sang? of the Tiancan Clan was directly decapitated and fell on the spot.
After a brief silence, the cheers resumed.
Everyone was shouting Ye Hao's name, and the atmosphere reached its peak again.
"The brother of the Ye Hao family is really too strong, he is almost on par with the young patriarch!"
"Yes, especially the Cultivation Base of Ye Hao clan's kendo, no one in the same generation can compare..."
"Young patriarch and Ye Hao's brothers join forces, and our Ye clan will surely prosper in the future!"
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"Uh... silkworm baby really can't eat..."
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"Patriarch Ye Feng, I think you need to give me an explanation." Sang Jie stared at Ye Feng closely, with a very gloomy expression on his face.
"Explanation? What explanation..." Ye Feng responded nonchalantly, then seemed to remember something, cupped his hands and smiled, "Oh, fists and feet have no eyes, Ye Hao may not have grasped his senses for a while, Ye is here I apologized to Patriarch Sang Shao..."
Sang Jie snorted coldly and said, "Patriarch Ye Feng, you know that's not what I'm talking about."
Hearing this, Ye Feng let out an "oh" in feigned shock, and asked, "If it's not this, then what is it? I also ask Patriarch Sang Shao to clarify..."
"This young master is talking about that sword!" Sang Jie said bluntly, "Don't tell me that Patriarch Ye Feng doesn't know the details of that sword!"
"Ye knows naturally." Ye Feng nodded slightly.
"Since you know, why didn't you stop it!" Sang Jie was furious, "The competition should be fair and just, so why would there be such a level of spirit treasure!"
"Is there any problem with this? If we can use it, so can you... Besides, we don't seem to have agreed in advance." Ye Feng took it for granted.
"You..." Sang Jie pointed at Ye Feng, trembling with anger, but was speechless for a while.
Because Lingbao is a part of strength, this principle makes sense no matter where you go.
But if you just admit it and give up the cupped hands of the Celestial Silkworm Magic Clothes, it is absolutely impossible.
"Even if there is no agreement in advance, it is unreasonable. It is absolutely impossible for the super-grade spirit treasure to appear in the hands of the mere Holy Master, unless the Ye family can't afford to lose and deliberately design me to wait!"
Heh, I knew that you kid would play tricks and deny it... Ye Feng said earnestly, but the smile on his face did not change, and he asked, "How does Patriarch Sang think this matter should be decided?"
"This one doesn't count! You have to do it again! Otherwise, this fight won't count!" Sang Jie said.
"This..." Ye Feng frowned, pretending to be a little embarrassed.
After a moment, he sighed.
"Okay, then according to what Patriarch Young Sang said!"
Afterwards, Ye Feng announced to everyone that the second match was not counted and had to be played again.
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