Chapter 159 The Battle of Bloody Sorrow

Yang Jian looked up at the moon and missed the jade tree in the moon palace and the beauty in the moon palace.

Unfortunately, the jade tree is blooming, but the beauty is no longer there.

Just as Yang Jian looked up and sighed, in a palace covered with ice and snow, a girl in white stood on a tall building and looked up at the full moon in the sky. With a slight sigh, she shook her head helplessly.

"Princess, it's cold outside. Please come in." A woman in a palace dress slowly walked to the girl in white and whispered.

The girl in white turned her back to the maid of honor. She was dressed in white and exuded charming charm. Although you can't see the real face, you can see a trace of ice muscle jade bone from the neck of **.

"Wan'er, do you think there is anyone on the moon?" The girl in white did not look back and asked softly, looking at the full moon above her head. The girl's voice is crisp and pleasant, like big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate, which makes people feel comfortable. But at this time, there was a faint sadness in the girl's voice.

"Princess, how can there be anyone on the moon?" The maid named Wan'er was puzzled.

"Yes, how can there be anyone on the moon?"

The girl in white nodded slightly, turned around and walked back to the palace. The window of the palace was then closed by the maid of honor.

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Besides, Yang Jian came to his senses from missing. Yang Jian lay down and lost a good sleep. Although this time's practice broke through to the middle of the secret world, Yang Jian was also very tired, which can be said to be physically and mentally exhausted.

Yang Jian woke up from his sleep until Lin Xuexian knocked on his door at noon the next day.

"Blood Qianchou is looking for you to compare martial arts." Lin Xuexian said helplessly.

"Oh? Is that so? I didn't expect this guy to be unbearable so soon. Well, that's what I mean." Yang Jian laughed. After this period of getting along with Xue Qianchou, Yang Jian has seen that Xue Qianchou is simply a martial arts idiot! Almost all his thoughts are on cultivation, an absolute cultivation maniac!

Therefore, he didn't have any other intention to compete with himself. He just wanted to compete with the master. Yang Jian is not disgusted with this.

"He said that he will have a life-level battle with you in the extreme duel field in two days! Now the news has spread all over the college, and even some elders have been shocked. Lin Xuexian said, "Xue Qianxu is a double master, and now it has broken through to the middle of the secret world. How can you be his opponent?"

Lin Xuexian's face was slightly sad. She didn't want to see the scene of Yang Jian being knocked off the ring.

"Hahahaha, what? Don't you believe my strength?" Yang Jian laughed and said, "Don't worry, I will surprise all of you then!" Yang Jian was full of confidence and spoke as loud as a bell.

"Oh?" A light flashed in Lin Xuexian's eyes when he heard the words, "Have you also broken through?"

When she said this, she was obviously very excited.

"The holy body of battle has not appeared several times since ancient times. I have checked all the royal classics, and it is said that it is difficult to break through the holy body of war, and it takes ten times more effort than ordinary masters to make it possible. Did you break through so soon? Lin Xuexian's ice and snow-like eyes were full of brilliance, and her voice trembled a little.

What Lin Xuexian said is true. Every step of the holy body of battle requires ten times more effort than ordinary people to upgrade! Yang Jian has been a series of adventures during this period, but it was not until recently that he made a breakthrough.

"It's just a fluke." Yang Jian smiled.

Lin Xuexian was completely shocked. She looked at Yang Jian like a monster and couldn't speak for a moment.

"Forget it, forget it. I shouldn't be surprised that any miracle happens to you. I have to learn to adapt slowly." Finally, Lin Xuexian smiled bitterly.

After sending Lin Xuexian away, Yang Jian entered the Jiuqu Purgatory Map to practice again. In the face of the mysterious double traveler, Yang Jian should be fully prepared!

Two days passed in a blink of an eye, and Yang Jian came to the extreme duel field as promised!

At this time, the audience around the extreme duel field was already overcrowded, and all kinds of shouts resounded throughout the audience!

"Yang Jian! Yang Jian is here!"

"I didn't expect him to dare to fight! The two masters walk alone in the world. How can an ordinary master be his opponent!"

"That's not necessarily true. Yang Jian's saint and heirs of the major superpowers are suppressed in the mountain of mythical beasts. His strength must be a powerful horror!"

"Yes, we have never seen how strong Yang Jian's strength is. Maybe he can really defeat Xue Qianchou!"

"The blood brother is recognized as the second master of the college. Except for the perverted Shenxingshi, who else can be his opponent? Do you want to talk about Yang Jian? Humph, he just had good luck in the mountain of mythical beasts. It's just a fluke! The strength of the early stage of the secret world is there. How can he be the opponent of the master in the middle stage of the secret world?

"The strength is different from the first level, and it is almost impossible to challenge the level!"

"Xue Qianchou is one of the best among the masters in the middle of the secret world. No matter how strong Yang Jian is, he can't compare with the master in the middle of the secret world, right?"

There were a few comments in the audience, and almost everyone was not optimistic about Yang Jian. There are also people who want to compare with Yang Jian after the war between Yang Jian and Xue Qianchou, teach him a lesson, and let him know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is!

In the audience, Han Yifeng, Li Shaobao and others looked at Yang Jian, who walked into the extreme duel field step by step.

"Yang Jian, when you are knocked down the ring, I will make you look good!" Li Shaobao's teeth creaked, and he couldn't wait to run up and bite Yang Jian.

Although Han Yifeng did not open his mouth, his eyes were also full of coldness. Last time he was seriously injured by Yang Jian, he has not fully recovered until now.

In another place in the audience, a young man in blue quietly looked at Yang Jian as he walked in. The teenager looked like a jade and looked cold. He was not someone else, but Kong Zhendong who was defeated by Yang Jian!

Next to Kong Zhendong stood a thin and weak old man. The old man's hair is white, and his waist bow is like a battle bow. His eyes are cloudy and he can't see a trace of light, but if there is a master here, he will definitely break out in a cold sweat!

Although the breath of the old man's body almost all converged into his body, there was still a trace of it. This breath is like an abyss, which makes people dare not look at it at all!

"The prince, is he Yang Jian?" The old man narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Yang Jian in the field and asked.

"Third uncle, that's him." Kong Zhendong's voice was cold, but there was no expression on his face.

"Yes, yes, no wonder you will lose to him. You didn't lose unfairly!" The old man said with a mysterious smile.

"San Uncle, what do you mean?" Kong Zhendong showed doubt.

"I will report this matter to the old marshal later, but you can't know it yet." Although the bad old man stood beside Kong Zhendong and Kong Zhendong sat in a chair, Kong Zhendong did not dare to be disrespectful to him at all!

Because this old man is the personal soldier of the marshal of the Dongmu Empire today! Follow the old marshal to fight for a lifetime, and make great achievements! If he hadn't vowed to follow the old marshal all his life and not want to be an official, I'm afraid that he would have been a general with a heavy army at this moment!

More importantly, the old man looks dizzy, and the weak old man is a real demigod!

Half-god, half-god!

Dare to be called half a god. Does Kong Zhendong dare to be disrespectful in front of such a strong man?

The bad old man stopped talking, but looked at Yang Jian with turbid eyes, as if to see him through.

At this time, Yang Jian strode to the ring of the duel field.

On the ring, Xue Qianchou was dressed in a cyan suit, with long bloody hair flying in the air, and the cold light in his eyes was shining, like two sharp arrows to shoot through Yang Jian!

"In order not to fall into people's words, I will suppress my cultivation to the early stage of the secret world!" The voice of Xue Qianxu was cold, and a fighting spirit surged out of his body!

"No." Yang Jian shook his head with a smile, "You can fight with me with all your strength."

"In that way, even if I win, I will win. Today, I will fight with you with the cultivation in the early stage of the secret world, so that you will be convinced!" Xue Qianchou said that he was going to suppress his cultivation to the early stage of the secret world.

And just then, his raised hand suddenly stopped, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

It turned out that Yang Jian didn't say anything, and the dark golden light flashed on his body, and the armor emerged from his body!

"Oh, my God! This Yang Jian actually broke through to the middle of the secret world! How is this possible!" When the masters present saw this scene, they burst into an exclamation!