C9 He killed his son in front of his father. (2/2)

Swish!

Yang Tianba was shocked. He felt that his entire body was enveloped by an invisible power, and that power caused him to tremble uncontrollably as his entire body turned ice-cold.

At the moment, he did not dare be careless. Battle-King's sword, the Battle-King, appeared in his hand and was held tightly by his hands.

Then, a sword image flew out from Yang Tianba's dantian, drilled into the Battle-King sword, and became one with the Battle-King sword. That was his sword spirit, and was his strong support as a Soul Realm Ranker.

”The young duke is about to lose. His strength is still too weak after all. It's not enough.”

”Yeah, the young prince's cultivation is a great realm higher than his, so he will lose without a doubt.”

No one was optimistic about Ye Tian. Ye Shanshan and Bai Bufan's pupils shrank as they inwardly scolded Yang Tianba for being shameless. When Yang Tianba took out the Battle-King Sword, they did not have much confidence in him.

The two long swords reflected a dazzling metallic luster.

The word ”battle” and ”champion” were extremely distinct, as if the champion marquis and the Battle-King were fighting a great battle personally.

However, the green light on the champion sword seemed very weak, compared to the purple light on the Battle-King sword, it was like a firefly compared to the bright moon, giving people a clear contrast.

Dian Cang!

The two famous swords finally clashed. One of the swords, its light dissipating, exploded in the air.

The two figures appeared in front of everyone.

Yang Tianba retreated to the edge of the protective formation while Ye Tian merely took half a step back.

Upon closer inspection, it was obvious that the Young Marquis who held it was trembling, and almost couldn't hold it in his hands as he fell to the ground.

On the other hand, the purple champion sword, although weak, still existed.

There was a moment of silence.

A little.

A clamor took the place of everything.

”We've lost …” The young duke actually lost, and even after using all of his strength, he still lost. He was unable to defeat the young duke, who is at the fourth level of Roulette. ”

”How did this happen? The two of them are a full stage apart, how did he do it?”

”Illusion, this must be an illusion …”

… ….

Wow...

Amidst everyone's shocked cries, Yang Tianba spat out a large mouthful of blood, and amidst his extreme unwillingness, he fell face first onto the ground, his status unknown.

Today, the young prince, who should have been the main character of the day, the bridegroom, was lying on the ground, breathing weakly.

”Ba'er …”

Battle-King's face changed, with a flash, he immediately appeared on the stage. After sensing his son's Qi, his face immediately turned completely cold, and a monstrous rage surged from his heart.