War Tao Becomes Saint - C342 No one can make me three

Brother Xue misunderstood, there was nothing on the way here. Wang Yuntian also did not expect Yang Buque’s group to pass through the Blood Dissolving Array so quickly.

Hahaha, do you think I’m a three year old child? One of the three great ruins of the Ancient Battlefield’s Ancient Devil Ruins, would it not have anything at all?

After Wang Yuntian finished speaking, Xue Kuang burst out laughing.

Brother Wang, Brother Jin, even though I don’t know how you came in, but the things in the Ancient Devil Ruins are things without a master.

This time, the one who spoke was Hua Lingan. Although Hua Lingan’s tone was gentle, there was already killing intent in his eyes.

When they passed through the Blood Dissolving Array, one of them had died from Wanmu Empire. If someone else died, Hua Lingan would not care at all.

Unfortunately, the one who died in the Blood Dissolving Array was the Third Prince, Mu Qilong.

Since Ye Dongfeng had the means to enter the relic, then why did Ye Dongfeng take it out as soon as possible?

It was just that Hua Lingan never thought that when he passed through the Blood Dissolving Array, as long as he was willing to help, he could still save Mu Qilong. However, the price for saving Mu Qilong was that he would lose an arm.

Therefore, after considering the pros and cons, Hua Lingan directly gave up on Mu Qilong. Seeing the countless balls of light floating in the middle of the hall, Hua Lingan immediately understood.

What he did just now was completely correct. Even if he saved Mu Qilong, both he and Mu Qilong would be seriously injured.

Once he was seriously injured, he would no longer have the qualifications to fight for the treasures that filled the temple!

The path to the Ancient Devil Ruins of the Blood Dissolving Array had already been completely opened. When the ancient battlefield opens, the various great empires and top sects will all send their people over.

You can hand over half of your gains from before. As for the items in the hall, we will split them evenly. Little Flame King hesitated for a moment before replying.

If it was just Ye Dongfeng, then he would immediately take action and capture Ye Dongfeng. But now that Ye Dongfeng had Wang Yuntian and Jin Dongchen on his side, Yang Buque was somewhat restricted.

Ye Dongfeng, you use the sword, I use the sword too, I will let you use three swords, if you lose to me, you have to hand over all your gains, how about it?

Just as Yang Buque was hesitating, a young man wearing a white robe walked out from behind him.

Ye Dongfeng couldn’t agree. This person was Ouyang Yi, a young Martial Uncle of the Devil Sword Sect, and although he looked so young, he was actually an old monster that had been immersed in the path of the sword for two hundred years.

The Brother Ye, this person wasn’t as young as he was. He was the Little Martial Uncle of the Devil Sword Sect, Ouyang Yi.

When White-clothed Youth walked out, Gu Xian and Wang Yuntian sent sound transmissions to Ye Dongfeng almost at the same time.

On the other side, when Yang Buque and the others saw the White-clothed Youth coming out to compete with Ye Dongfeng in swords, all of them revealed expressions of joy.

Everyone knew about the White-clothed Youth. If it was a one on one battle, even Yang Buque did not dare say that he could win against White-clothed Youth.

However, the Devil Sword Sect’s cultivation of the Devil Sword Sect was highly criticized. Under the suppression of many forces, the Devil Sword Sect’s strength was slightly lacking. This time, Ouyang Yi was the only person from the Devil Sword Sect to come.

Brother Ouyang, if we succeed in this matter, then our Sky Flame Emperor will not violate the rules of the Demon Sword Sect for ten years. Yang Buque immediately said after Ouyang Yi appeared.

Hearing Yang Buque’s words, Ouyang Yi coldly snorted. He had defeated Ye Dongfeng, and everything Ye Dongfeng took out was also his.

Others might praise Yang Buque as his Little Flame King, but in his eyes, Yang Buque wasn’t even fart.

So what if you lose to my sword? Ye Dongfeng did not agree or reject, and instead asked.

Hahaha, if Ouyang Yi were to be defeated by you, I would immediately kneel down and call you grandpa three times!

Ye Dongfeng’s words immediately made everyone present burst out in laughter. Out of the many martial artists that had entered the ancient battlefield this time, Ouyang Yi might not be the strongest if they were to compare their combat strength.

But if it was a competition of sword techniques, who could compare with the devils of the Devil Sword Sect?

If Brother Ouyang is defeated by you, we won’t mention anything else that you’ve obtained before. We also don’t want anything in this great hall. I just don’t know how you’ll make Brother Ouyang lose to your sword.

Hua Lingan said in a strange tone. Hua Lingan understood his strength, and although Ye Dongfeng’s sword arts were not bad, how could he be a match for Ouyang Yi.

After Hua Lingan finished speaking, all the leaders of the various factions beside him looked at Ye Dongfeng with faces full of ridicule.

Okay, I agree. Unexpectedly, Ye Dongfeng agreed without hesitation.

Seeing that Ye Dongfeng had agreed, the complexions on both Wang Yuntian and Jin Dongchen’s faces changed. Ye Dongfeng did not even have a ten percent chance of victory when compared to this Old Demon Ouyang.

Even if Old Demon Ouyang allowed Ye Dongfeng to strike three times, Ye Dongfeng would still not be his match.

Gu Xian and the rest had pale expressions, it was not that they did not believe Ye Dongfeng, it was just that Old Demon Ouyang’s sword technique was too strong.

As the youngest Elder of the Devil Sword Sect, how could Ouyang Yi’s swordsmanship be weak?

Jie Jie Jie, take out your sword. Seeing that Ye Dongfeng had agreed, Ouyang Yi suddenly let out a strange laugh.

Heh, I have to remind you of one thing, no one can make me swing three times. When Ye Dongfeng finished speaking, the green sword in his hand suddenly swung out.

A cold light blossomed from Ye Dongfeng’s hands, like a poisonous snake spitting its tongue, it instantly pierced towards Ouyang Yi’s forehead.

Everyone saw that Ouyang Yi’s body pressed on the ground, easily dodging Ye Dongfeng’s sword attack.

Soon after, Ouyang Yi’s eyes were filled with disappointment. When he saw Ye Dongfeng’s shocking sword attack outside the relic, he had thought that Ye Dongfeng had something special about him.

Now it seemed that Ye Dongfeng had only learnt a few flashy sword techniques.

Swish! Old Demon Ouyang pondered for a while, before the sword in Ye Dongfeng’s hand released a second sword strike. This sword stroke was almost the same as the one before, except that its speed was three times faster. Moreover, when the sword thrust out, there were actually seven sword shadows.

Pfft! Blood sprayed out from Ouyang Yi’s body, but he was still able to barely avoid Ye Dongfeng’s second sword strike.

Seeing this scene, everyone’s gaze became serious. However, after thinking about how this was the second sword, they relaxed.

After three slashes, Ouyang Yi would make his move. In a one on one fight, if Ouyang Yi made his move, then Ye Dongfeng would probably die after a single slash.

Weng! * At this time, the sword in Ye Dongfeng’s hand did not stop, and he made his final move. This sword contained an indomitable aura, which was much more breathtaking than the previous two sword strikes.

The third sword strike Ye Dongfeng executed was extremely simple and unadorned, there was nothing to praise about it.

Only, for some reason, this extremely slow sword strike possessed an incomprehensible speed. After the sword was unleashed, Ye Dongfeng had already sheathed his sword and stood still.