Chapter 983 People don’t repair Cuijiujiu

Hong Yi controlled the champion Hou Yang'an's body and let out a hearty laugh. He handed the Panhuang Life Sword to the champion Hou's clone and was about to leave this place. From now on, he will be both Yasheng Hong Yi and champion Hou Yang'an. Now, both civil and military forces can take over, and there is no stopping them.

Suddenly, the champion's clone stopped and looked at the moon-white figure that had appeared on the opposite side. He froze on the spot, then his face changed and twisted, and he said to that figure.

"Prince Jade Yang Qian, even if you are Prince Daqian, you shouldn't be so rude. I am the Marquis of Daqian anyway, and you are secretly following me!"

The champion Hou Yangan controlled by Hong Yi is simply impeccable. There is no difference in temperament from the champion Hou Yangan. They are simply carved from the same mold.

Yang Qian stood quietly, with a strange look in his eyes. The strange look seemed to have angered the champion's clone, and he became even more angry. He stared at Yang Qian without making any concessions.

Yang Gan turned his head and looked at Hong Yi, who was standing silently aside, with a trace of ridicule on the corner of his mouth, and said with a sneer.

"Hong Yi, a gentleman does not deceive the darkroom. It seems that you, the sub-sage, really do not live up to his reputation. You are still acting with me there!"

"I really don't think I can see that this champion's body contains your thoughts. You are looking down on me too much!"

Hong Yi's expression changed. He originally wanted to get away with it and take the champion Hou Yang An's power into his own. Unexpectedly, he was caught by Yang Gan just as he possessed him. His plan was probably going to come to nothing.

Yang Qian ignored Hong Yi's change of expression and stared at Hong Yi with a bright light in his eyes, warning.

"I don't care what you want to do if you occupy the body of champion Hou Yangan, but there is one thing you need to remember. Since you have occupied the body of champion Hou Yangan, you must shoulder his responsibilities and must not betray Da Gan. If you dare to let Yun Meng and others invade the border, I will definitely kill you personally!"

Hong Yi's face was livid, and he was furious. He was very dissatisfied with the reprimand of Jade Prince Yang Gan. He had now passed through the sixth level of thunder tribulation, the realm of Shattered Void, and in addition, he had achieved the realm of martial arts, human beings and immortals, and he had achieved another feat Having defeated the great enemy of the champion Hou Yang An, it can be said that he is so proud and complacent that he cannot tolerate Yang Qian making noise again.

Hong Yi took a few steps forward, and the champion's clone fell behind him, following closely. Hong Yi's eyes were full of anger and contempt, he was unruly and retorted very arrogantly.

"I, Hong Yi, now have the status of a sub-sage, and have gained the status of a champion. I have inherited everything from Yang An, and my cultivation has reached the realm of human immortals and six-evil ghost immortals!"

A trace of confusion flashed across Yang Qian's expression, and he looked at Hong Yi in confusion. He didn't know what he meant by saying these words, and he was completely confused.

Hong Yi looked at the bewildered and innocent Jade Prince Yang Gan, and became even more angry. He took a few steps closer to Yang Gan again, almost face to face, with pride flashing in his eyes, and said sternly.

"None of these identities is worse than your identity as Prince Daqian. You were just lucky enough to be born into the royal family. Why do you talk to me in this tone?"

Yang Gan looked at Hong Yi who was questioning him sternly. He dug his ears in disbelief and wondered if he was hearing hallucinations. What Hong Yi said was really ridiculous. Although he was a sub-sage, he was also a minister of Da Gan. , he was just a minister of the Ministry of War, from the second rank. He killed the champion Hou Yang An, the supreme prince of the imperial court, without permission, and also took over the body of the champion Hou Yang An. To hold him accountable was to only warn him not to affect border security, but he actually still spoke plausibly and was very reasonable.

Yang Qian also knew that Hong Yi had never been confident because he killed the champion Hou Yang An. He was so proud that he felt that he could compete with him, so he dared to scream in front of him.

Naturally, Yang Gan is not afraid of the rampant floods, the saplings will not grow straight if they are not repaired, and the trees will not grow straight if people do not repair them. As long as this kind of person raises his tail and hits him hard, he will behave with his tail between his legs and be honest for a period of time. No matter how resentful he is, he will not dare to turn a deaf ear to his own words.

Thinking of this, Yang Gan looked at Hong Yi playfully, a smile appeared on his face, and encouraged Hong Yi.

"You can give it a try! Of course, if you can defeat me, I will naturally leave this place without saying a word and never interfere in this matter again!"

Hong Yi heard this and was about to make a move. He estimated his own strength and felt that he could now be said to be a master who had surpassed the realm of the Creator and was invincible. However, in the entire world, only Meng Shenji had survived the seventh level of thunder tribulation, so he felt that Yang Qian, who could resist this moment, flashed a sharp look in his eyes, and he was indeed tempted.

Hong Yi didn't waste any time. With the Panhuang Life Sword in his hand, he struck Yang Qian with a thunder sword. He used this move to severely injure the champion Hou Yang An, but now he has replaced it with the Panhuang Life Sword. The power of the divine weapon was increased by five points, which gave him the courage to take action against Yang Gan.

The sword is majestic, the sound moves the heaven and the earth, the careful and cautious, perfect and upright thunder sword strikes Yang Gan like lightning.

At the same time, the Tathagata Dharmakaya that exploded the jade body of champion Hou Yang An in one fell swoop quietly appeared behind Yang Gan. The ten seals were smashed out crazily, and the fist seals left traces in the void and were printed on the space. .

It can be said that Hong Yi used all his strength. The full sword of the human immortal body, coupled with the crazy attack of the divine soul body, was unreserved. It was three points more powerful than the previous champion Hou Yang An. Hong Yi was confident. , in this kind of situation, even the true Creator would have to take a few steps back, not daring to face such an edge.

Yang Gan looked at Hong Yi who was confident of winning, and sighed in his heart that Hong Yi didn't have a long memory. He only remembered eating but not fighting. He wanted to teach him a profound lesson so that he would not always want to provoke him, which would be very annoying. .

Yang Qian opened his palm, put his five fingers together, turned his palm into a knife, and slashed at Hong Yi.

Hong Yi's pupils shrank. He had seen this move before. Back in the Assassin Hall, he was defeated by Yang Qian's fist move. His heart fluctuated slightly, remembering the experience of that disastrous defeat, and his confidence It suddenly weakened a bit, and the shadow of failure came to my mind again.

Yang Qiancai didn't care what Hong Yi was thinking. When he slashed with his knife, no strange phenomena appeared. Even the ripples in the space did not appear. It was completely different from the shadow of the fist that he used that day. It was just such an ordinary thing. The hand knife seemed to have transcended time and space, arriving first. The moment Hong Yi saw it, his thoughts could not even turn around, and it had already struck Hong Yi's human-immortal body. Blood flew everywhere, and with a muffled groan, his body The body fell to the ground five feet away, and the ground was soaked with blood. As for the Tathagata Dharmakaya behind him, he just saw the light of the sword in his hand, and the light of the knife was imprinted on his thoughts. The Dharma Body could not bear the weight. The sharp edge exploded directly and turned into scattered thoughts.