Long River Eternity

Hearing Yang An's impulsive acceptance of Xiangliu's challenge, Gonggong showed a hint of anxiety and advised Yang An: "Young friend Yang, you'd better think it through. In reality, magic has no eyes. It's inevitable that you will get hurt or even lose your life."

Yang An bowed to Gong Gong and said, "Thank you for the reminder, Master Gong Gong. However, as my master said, only by constantly experiencing life and death can we live up to the talent God has given us. If it dies young, we can only blame ourselves for not learning the skills well enough. We are unworthy of this talent."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Yang An, Gong Gong sighed and said, "Since you have made up your mind, let's go to the hall to spar."

So, everyone came to the hall they had passed before, and Ye Tingxue and others were standing next to Yang An at this time.

It was difficult to stop Yang An in front of outsiders just now. At this moment, Yang Nian stood in front of Yang An with a worried look on his face, and said in a slightly blaming tone: "Why are you so impulsive? He is the number one on the Beiming Ranking. What if something unexpected happens if you challenge him rashly?"

Yang An said with a smile: "He challenged me. If I don't agree, wouldn't it seem that your brother is timid and cowardly? Don't worry, sister, you have to have confidence in me."

"Yes, Sister Nian, Yang An's goal is to be number one on the list, how could he lose to a mere seventh place?" Shi Gang comforted Yang Nian.

"Yang An is Fuxi's strongest disciple. How could anything happen to him? Even if you don't have confidence in him, you should have confidence in Fuxi, right?" Ye Tingxue also whispered to comfort him.

"You are all just like Xiao An, extremely arrogant. Can't you be a little humble?" Yang Nian said with a wry smile.

"Sister, this is no longer the world we used to live in. Here, being modest will only make people look down on you. Okay, I'm going." Yang An said with a firm face. Then he walked towards the center of the hall.

Xiangliu was already waiting there at this time, looking at Yang An with cold eyes.

"Can we start?" Xiangliu asked calmly.

"Anytime." Yang An said with a smile.

Before Yang An finished speaking, a stream of water extended from Xiangliu's body, covering Xiangliu's entire body. Then his entire body quickly grew larger, even about to hit the roof. Just as it was about to touch the roof, the roof of the entire Water God Palace rose as Xiangliu's body rose. The water flow that was originally as thick as a thigh between the ice crystals was now gradually becoming thicker.

Just as Xiangliu finally stopped transforming, the width of the water flowing between the ice crystals had more than doubled. As the water receded, a massive nine-headed snake appeared before Yang An, its nine pairs of icy eyes fixed intently on him. Yang An was like a larger insect before it.

"You change back to your true form right away. Are you in such a hurry to decide the winner?" Yang An teased.

"I am originally from the demon race, and only a demon body can unleash my full strength." The nine snake heads spoke at the same time in loud voices.

Yang An didn't waste any words and took the first step. He formed seals with his hands and dozens of thick vines appeared out of thin air and wrapped around Xiangliu's nine heads.

The nine heads of Xiangliu opened their mouths at the same time, and several water arrows shot out from each mouth, piercing through all the attacking vines. Then the nine heads kept opening their bloody mouths one after another to attack Yang An.

Yang An leaped into the air and flew up and down in between the attacks of the nine heads to avoid the attacks.

As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands, let alone nine heads attacking so densely. Even if you resist for a while, you will be attacked by subsequent snake heads one after another. You can only dodge in the air temporarily and look for flaws.

Finally, at the moment when Xiangliu's old strength was exhausted and his new strength was running out, Yang An formed a seal again, and a huge earth wall appeared in front of him, temporarily resisting Xiangliu's attack.

But it only held off for a moment, as the earth wall collapsed under the impact of the snake's head. However, Yang An's figure had long disappeared from behind the earth wall.

Xiang Liu was slightly stunned by the loss of his target, but the advantage of having so many heads was revealed at this moment. He saw nine heads each looking for Yang An in a different direction, and in an instant, they found Yang An, who was forming a seal not far behind him.

Yang An was a little surprised that Xiangliu could find him so quickly. Fortunately, the seal was completed at this time, and a huge sword condensed in front of Yang An. As Yang An pointed his sword at Xiangliu, the huge sword turned into a sword light and flew towards Xiangliu.

The moment Xiangliu discovered Yang An's figure, he turned all his heads around. Seeing the giant sword flying towards him, he opened his nine big mouths, and a thick stream of water shot out from each mouth. The water streams merged into a huge wave in the air and hit the flying giant sword.

As the saying goes, when you draw your sword to cut the water, the water will flow even faster. The giant sword could not cut the huge waves at all. In the end, it could only slowly slow down in the huge waves, like a rootless duckweed, drifting with the current, and finally disappearing. The huge waves still rushed towards Yang An.

Seeing the huge wave coming, Yang An made a seal and pointed at the wave. Snowflakes floated in front of him and fell on the huge wave. The huge wave turned into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally fell to the ground and turned into fragments.

Seeing that the huge wave still failed to achieve any success, Xiangliu used his nine heads to attack Yang An in nine directions, blocking all of Yang An's escape routes.

Yang An did not dodge, but formed seals again. Even though he was indoors, a thick dark cloud still gathered above Xiangliu's head. In an instant, several bolts of lightning struck Xiangliu.

Most monsters are afraid of thunder and lightning, and water monsters are even more afraid. Xiangliu, relying on his profound cultivation and strong body, did not hesitate to withstand the thunder and lightning and continued to rush towards Yang An, trying to interrupt Yang An's spell.

How could Yang An not know Xiangliu's intention? He kept retreating, and the wall behind him kept retreating as Yang An retreated. The ice wall of the Water God Palace had no restrictions on height or range. Although it was indoors, it had infinite space, just like outdoors.

However, Yang An was casting spells while retreating, and his speed was obviously slower than Xiangliu. Just after Xiangliu was hit more than a dozen times, he was finally about to catch up with the retreating Yang An.

Seeing this, Yang An had to change his hand gestures, withdraw the heavenly thunder, and then condense nine long sticks as thick as pillars, and hit Xiangliu's nine heads.

Xiangliu's nine heads were now scattered in nine directions, unable to form a huge wave to engulf Yang An's attack as before. They could only shoot water arrows to block the wooden stick. However, the wooden stick was not as fragile as the vine, and the water arrows could not break it at all. Instead, it made the stick wet and became stronger.

Nine wooden sticks struck Xiangliu's nine heads hard, making him dizzy. The wooden sticks hit him hard, and then there was a sky full of stick shadows hitting Xiangliu.

Xiangliu was beaten so hard that he twisted wildly on the ground and fled everywhere. Finally, in the gap between the attacks of the wooden sticks, he raised his snake tail and swept it towards the sky, shattering all nine wooden sticks.

Xiangliu looked a bit embarrassed at this time, and some of the snake heads even had blood flowing out. Xiangliu stared at Yang An intently, his eyes seemed to be spitting fire.