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Nie Xue has been practicing with the Great Elder since she was a child. Her training speed has always been far higher than that of her peers. Her sword skills are even more outstanding and unrivaled.

Coupled with the fact that he went out into the Demonic Beast Mountain Range many times and continued to hone his cultivation between life and death, his strength ranked high among his peers in the Nie family.

In his heart, he considered himself to be the proud man of heaven. But today, when I saw Yang Hao, I realized what it means that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world!

However, Nie Xue was not afraid. Although he was shocked, his many years of wandering on the edge of life and death had created his fighting spirit.

At this moment, not only was he not afraid, but he was extremely excited!

"please."

Nie Xue looked solemn, holding the sword tightly in her hand, and stretched out her other hand forward and raised it slightly to the side as a sign of petition.

"You do it."

Yang Hao still had one hand on his back, and the other hand slowly pulled out the long sword from his waist. The tip of the sword pointed diagonally at the ground without any defense at all.

This look is one of disdain, contempt, and even more disregard!

When Nie Xue saw this, she couldn't help but feel furious.

Although the person in front of her was stronger than her, he was also a top figure in the family. How could he be humiliated so easily!

He let out a soft drink, and his whole body was stimulated by spiritual power, and terrifying energy fluctuations burst out from his body. Waves of extremely sharp sword energy condensed into an overwhelming shadow of the sword around him.

It was the 'Wanling Sword Technique' used by Nie Lingyu back then!

At this moment, the same technique was used by Nie Xue, and its power was several times greater!

"This is the most powerful attack in the 'Wanling Sword Technique', Nie Xue is going to fight with all her strength!"

Nie Qiuwu frowned slightly and stared at the field.

Thousands of sword shadows gathered together and turned into a giant snake. With a flick of Nie Xuehao's wrist, he rushed straight in the direction of Yang Hao!

This move was so powerful that it whipped up countless strong winds in the ring.

But Yang Hao still stood there without moving. Everyone's hearts tightened when they saw this: "Does he want to die?"

As the sword-shadow virtual snake pounced towards Yang Hao, the distance got closer and closer, so close!

Yang Hao...disappeared!

"what!"

Before anyone could react, they heard an extremely painful scream that echoed in all directions.

On the ring, Yang Hao had already ducked behind Nie Xue and chopped off his right arm with a sword!

Suddenly, blood surged out, splattering in all directions!

Yang Hao's figure flashed again and he was above Nie Xue in an instant.

Nie Xue used her only remaining arm to protect herself in front of her, but Yang Hao obviously didn't intend to hold back and stepped down hard, slamming Nie Xue onto the ring.

Bang!

Like boulders colliding, the dull sound made people's hearts tighten.

Nie Xue's towering peaks were now deeply sunk.

Without timely treatment, Nie Xue might have died here.

One sword and one kick, Nie Xue was seriously injured!

The whole place was dead silent.

On the ring, Yang Hao remained motionless, standing proudly with his hands behind his back.

"But who else dares to fight me?"

Among the other three major families, no one spoke at this moment.

Yang Hao stood in the void, came through the air, shrunk to an inch, and with that almost ghost-like speed, the power of the blow had deeply shocked everyone.

Nie Xue, who had won eight consecutive victories, could not stop his sword or kick. Among the young generation in Qingyang Town, who else could resist him?

Yang Hao's eyes slowly looked towards the high platform of the Nie family. Duan Yingrong, the head of the Nie family who once single-handedly killed the three major families.

Then, he smiled meaningfully.

He put his long sword into his storage bag, leaned over to pick up the long sword that Nie Xue had dropped on the ground, grabbed Nie Xue's throat with one hand, and threw it towards the Yang family's high platform, the long sword in his hand fiercely Throwing the ground, it turned into a sharp light and hit Nie Xue. The sword's power did not decrease, and it brought Nie Xue's body to the Yang family's high platform!

"Does anyone from the Nie family dare to fight?"

Yang Hao's indifferent and calm tone echoed in the silent arena.

Provocation, contempt, and disdain can all be heard in these short words.

"Junior, don't be so arrogant!"

Suddenly, the great elder stood up and roared angrily, and a coercion belonging to the powerful Martial Emperor suddenly attacked him. It was so fast and powerful that he vowed to kill him here!

The gap in strength between the two was too big, and Yang Hao simply couldn't dodge the blow.

Bang!

A loud noise resounded throughout the nearly 10,000-meter arena.

Some weaklings were even shocked to the point where their eardrums were shattered and their orifices were bleeding.

"Elders are not allowed to interfere in the fights between juniors. Do you, the Nie family, want to take the lead in breaking the rules?"

When everyone looked around, they saw a rickety old man with gray hair standing in front of Yang Hao, suppressing all the power of the great elder.

"This is Yang Yuanqing, the eldest elder of the Yang family! Legend has it that he has not left seclusion for many years. I didn't expect that he would come this time!"

There were powerful casual cultivators in the audience. They recognized the human legs and exclaimed.

"It is not the intention of my Yang family to break the rules. It is just the elders of the clan who love their children so much. The elders will step aside for the time being and take the clan members to heal first."

Duan Yingrong took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in her heart, and said slowly.

"Is there anyone in the family who is willing to compete with this young talent?"

Duan Yingrong glanced at everyone in the Nie family. Although his tone was gentle, the majesty and anger contained in it made people tremble!

At this moment, almost everyone's eyes were focused on one person, the so-called strongest of the younger generation of the Nie family, the only one who could compete with Nie Xue, Nie Qiuwu!

"Brother Wu, are you sure?" A young man next to Nie Qiuwu asked him cautiously.

Nie Qiuwu exhaled a breath of turbid air and said solemnly. : "Nie Xue and I are about the same strength, so the chance of winning today is probably less than 30%..."

"Then how about we..."

Before the young man finished speaking, Nie Qiuwu suddenly turned around, faced the Nie family's high platform, and shouted loudly: "Nie Qiuwu, please fight!"

"Correct." Duan Yingrong. With a cold expression on his face, he slowly uttered one word. He knew that Nie Qiuwu's resignation would probably be a disaster.

"If something cannot be done, don't worry about your face or your dignity. Give up immediately and keep the green hills. Don't be afraid of running out of firewood. I will bear any responsibility for you!"

Suddenly, a divine message sounded in Nie Qiuwu's mind, with a solemn and solemn tone.

He recognized the owner of the voice and slowly turned his head to look at the second elder sitting on the Grand Master's chair. That was his father.

Nie Qiuwu nodded slightly, then jumped off the high platform, moved several times, and landed in the ring.

Seeing Nie Qiuwu on stage, Yang Hao's disdainful eyes softened a little, and he said with some uncertainty: "You are quite interesting. I hope you can make me happy."

Nie Qiuwu took out a dark iron rod about ten feet long from his storage bag with a solemn expression.

"start!"

With the final sound of the referee elder.

Nie Qiuwu took action first and came to Yang Hao's side. He swiped the long stick in his hand and set off waves of biting wind.

This stick was so powerful and heavy that it seemed to have a huge force, so that Yang Hao did not dare to take it hard. He kept stepping on the "vertical ladder" and moved a few meters to avoid this stick.

Nie Qiuwu followed closely, without giving him any chance to breathe, he jumped into the air, raised the black stick above his head, and slashed down with all his strength. This blow contained Nie Qiuwu's full blow, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him!

Bang!

The arena with a radius of 100 meters was shaken by this blow, raising dust several meters high!

However, when the dust dispersed and everyone took a closer look, they saw Yang Hao standing in the field without any injuries, and the long sword in his hand was pressed against Nie Qiuwu's neck.

"The strength is good, but the speed is too slow." Yang Hao said to Nie Qiuwu in a calm tone. The tip of the sword in his hand advanced three points, leaving a shallow blood mark on his neck: "Do you want to continue?"

At the same time, the second elder on the high platform of the Nie family suddenly became frightened and stared at Nie Qiuwu.

"Nie Bing is dead, and I don't have much life left. In the frozen lineage, only Nie Qiuwu is left to take the lead."

"Don't be brave! Otherwise, this frozen vein will be eaten by other factions in the family immediately after my death."

The more he thought about it, the more nervous the second elder became, and there were faint cracks on the armrests of the Grand Master's chair he was holding.

On the stage,

Nie Qiuwu's mouth was dry. He thought about risking his life, but when he thought of Yang Hao's terrifying strength, he was not sure at all.

It was not that he had never thought about fighting to the death, but he also thought of what his father had just said to him.

Finally, his lips moved slightly, slowly opening and closing, and squeezed out three words from his throat that he had never said in his life.

"I surrender……"

As soon as these three words came out, Nie Qiuwu's back suddenly bent, as if all his energy had been sucked away, as if he had aged dozens of years in that moment.

Nie Qiuwu was defeated with one sword!

"Young Master is mighty!"

"Young Master is mighty!"

"Young Master is mighty!"

Up and down the Yang family stands, almost all the Yang family members waved their fists and shouted.

The Nie family is the largest family in Qingyang Town, and Nie Qiuwu is the strongest among the younger generation of the Nie family.

Now that she was defeated by Yang Hao with one sword, it meant that as long as Yang Hao did not die young, Qingyang Town would have a different world in a few decades.

Everyone in the entire arena felt sad at this moment. A sense of sadness arose, as they witnessed the death of an old overlord, and saw the rise of a new king.

Nie Qiuwu returned to the Nie family high platform under the escort of the merchants. At this moment, no one laughed at his cowardice. After all, it was not shameful to lose at the hands of a peerless master.

Yang Hao still stood proudly on the ring, looking around. None of the younger generations of the other three major families dared to come out to provoke him. They all lowered their heads, not daring to look directly into his eyes.

The noisy arena in the past was as silent as death at this moment.

Yang Hao was seen standing in the center of the ring and said calmly:

"My brother Yang Yun died in the Monster Mountain Range more than half a year ago. If he was attacked and killed by a monster, then he would be dead. I would only think that he brought it upon himself."

"But my brother was killed by someone. His spiritual treasure was forcibly taken away, and his body was destroyed after his death!"

Then he opened his eyes, shouted angrily, drew his sword, and pointed it at the Nie family tower.

"Kill my people! Kill my brother! Seize his spiritual treasure! Destroy his body! How can I not avenge such a bloody feud!"

"I, Yang Hao, have broken through the barrier this time just to learn your profound sword skills!"

"Nie Yun! Come down and fight me to the death!!"