Qiankun Gourd

In a moment, the red long sword and the golden flying sword began to fight each other.

Bang bang bang!

The two fought fiercely for several rounds but neither won.

"How is it possible? This kid has already gained such strength in just three years!"

"Even if he is at the early stage of Nascent Soul, he can't be so powerful!"

An Bei frowned slightly, unable to believe this was true.

I couldn't believe that the rich young man who was beaten by me before could actually fight with me today.

"My strength has improved so much that I can even fight An Bei on equal terms!"

Anzhe showed a happy smile on his face.

Ye Feng nodded happily in the distance.

"This kid didn't waste my efforts!"

"Is this still our Young Master An? How come he is so powerful that he can even tie with An Bei!"

"An Bei is the best among the younger generation of the An family!"

Someone said in surprise.

"I can't believe it, I can't believe it!"

"How did Young Master An do it? He actually took only three years to reach such strength."

Some people also said.

At this moment, the magic weapons controlled by the two people on the ring were all shaken back.

At this moment, there was silence both on and off the stage.

Who will win has become the focus of everyone's attention?

"Anzhe! I admit that you have made great progress in the past three years, but you can't beat me!"

An Bei smiled coldly, waved his hand, and the golden sword flew out again.

The golden sword spun around and flew high into the sky, emitting golden light all around it.

An Bei frantically activated the magic formula in his hands, and rays of light shot out towards the golden sword. The golden sword suddenly grew in size and instantly turned into a huge golden sword that was a hundred feet long.

The golden giant sword hummed and slashed towards Anzhe.

"Okay, I'll decide the outcome with one move!"

Anzhe smiled slightly, made a hand gesture, and the red sword flew out. It instantly grew rapidly and turned into a huge red blade hundreds of feet long.

The huge blade slashed towards Anbei.

"Ok?"

An Bei frowned slightly when he saw this, and with a wave of his hand, the golden giant sword attacked the giant blade.

He didn't expect that Anzhe would use a tactic of mutual destruction.

There was a loud bang!

The golden giant sword and the red giant blade collided with each other in an instant, causing waves of air to spread in all directions.

The two of them trembled slightly at the same time, flew backwards, and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Tie!"

When everyone saw this, they shouted out loudly.

"Young Master An actually fought An Bei to a draw!"

"I can't believe it!"

"Don't worry, it's not over yet!"

At this time, Anzhe and Anbei stood up at the same time.

"Anbei, today I want to get back all the humiliation I've suffered over the years!"

After Anzhe finished speaking, he moved his feet slightly, flashed, and swung a punch at Anbei.

Then a huge golden fist shadow emerged and instantly appeared in front of An Bei.

"what?"

An Bei didn't expect An Zhe to have this skill, so he quickly used a spell and a golden shield flew out to block in front of him.

Bang!

Anzhe's huge golden fist shadow slammed heavily on the golden shield. The golden shield did not change, but Anbei's chest seemed to be hit by something. His body was immediately knocked away, a piece of blood spurted out, and he lay on the ground.

"You...what kind of magic is this?"

An Bei looked at An Zhe in disbelief.

"No comment!"

Anzhe flew in front of Anbei and started punching and kicking him, leaving Anbei with a bruised face and dizzy head.

"This kid used all the Vajra Techniques I taught him!"

"Yes, when both parties have little power left, the Vajra Technique is the best technique!"

Ye Feng muttered to himself happily.

"Sir, it seems that An Bei has received your true teachings!"

Hu Ling'er transmitted the message.

"This kid is pretty smart!"

Ye Feng smiled slightly and said,

"By the way, Ling'er! How is Qingming's sword spirit being repaired?"

"Sir, I have fully recovered!"

"Thank you, sir, and Sister Ling'er!"

"However, I am only a first-grade immortal treasure now! I am afraid I can't help you with anything!"

Qingming said in a voice transmission embarrassedly.

"It's nothing. With Ling'er here, you will soon become a second-grade immortal treasure!"

Ye Feng smiled.

"Sister Qingming, don't worry, as long as you concentrate on raising your sword here, I guarantee that you will become a ninth-grade immortal treasure in the future!"

Hu Ling'er smiled.

Just as the three were chatting and laughing, an old man in a black robe flashed and landed on the stage.

"Master Anbei, are you okay?"

The old man looked extremely ugly when he saw An Bei was beaten beyond recognition.

"Sixth Elder, avenge me... avenge me!"

After An Bei finished speaking, he fainted.

"Master Anzhe! You are jealous of Master Anbei's talent and beat him up like this!"

"It seems that I have to teach you a lesson on behalf of the city lord!"

The old man gave an order and first had An Bei carried away, then he looked at An Zhe coldly.

"Sixth Elder! This is a matter between us kids, it has nothing to do with you!"

"Are you going to bully the weak?"

Anzhe shouted unceremoniously.

It turned out that this old man was the sixth elder of the An family, named An Huai, and had reached the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

Normally, An Huai is the lackey of the Great Elder An Hongfei, and he does not get along with the City Lord An Ranxuan. He follows the Great Elder's lead.

Seeing the Sixth Elder coming, the people in the audience were frightened and ran away.

The An family elders' hall will not be provoked. Even if An Huai wants to bully the weak, these people will pretend not to see it.

In the end, only Ye Feng and a few others were left.

"That's right, Sixth Elder, do you want to bully the weak?"

"Brother Anzhe and Anbei are having a legitimate duel. Why do you have the right to intervene?"

A fat boy not far away suddenly shouted. This fat boy was Anzhe’s good friend Liu Anqi.

Liu Anqi lost his parents when he was young and lived by begging in Anzhou City. With the help of An Zhe, he entered the An family and became a menial disciple. Now he has only reached the late Jindan stage.

"Xiao Qi, it's you!"

"This old guy holds a grudge, you'd better leave now!"

Anzhe recognized Liu Anqi at a glance and asked Liu Anqi to leave quickly.

"Brother An, I won't leave!"

"I want to see how the Sixth Elder bullies the weak!"

Liu Anqi shouted.

"This kid is quite loyal!"

Ye Feng thinks Liu Anqi is a good kid.

"Anzhe! Since the Sixth Elder wants to fight, I will accompany him!"

Ye Feng flashed to Anzhe's side and patted him on the shoulder.

"Master!"

An Zhe said.

"Well, you performed very well today. Just watch from below with Xiao Qi!"

Ye Feng smiled slightly.

"As ordered!"

Anzhe agreed and flashed in front of Liu Anqi.

"Xiao Qi, thank you!"

Anzhe thanked him.

"Brother An, don't be polite. You gave me my life, so this is nothing!"

"My cultivation is not good enough. If I had a higher cultivation level, I would definitely go up and beat that old man up!"

Liu Anqi shouted.

"Haha! Okay, we will practice together in the future, and I will ask Master Ye to accept you as his disciple!"

Anzhe smiled happily.

"Master Ye? I've heard of Master Ye's name for a long time, but I've never had the chance to meet him!"

Liu Anqi said.

"The young man on the stage is Master Ye!"

Anzhe introduced Liu Anqi.

"So that was Master Ye, he's so young!"

Liu Anqi looked at Ye Feng and said happily.