Chapter 995 Just Die

Yue Xincheng took a deep breath and stood firm.

He raised his head and looked upwards. At the same time, the twisted and bulging blue tendons in the arm holding the Dragon Slaying Saber also looked like horned dragons.

"What does this kid want to do?" Xia Shengtang asked in surprise.

"Hard steel." Gao Ge said in a deep voice.

After all, I have known Yue Xincheng for so many years.

It is impossible for him not to know what Yue Xincheng wants to do.

Xia Shengtang coughed.

"Are we going to do it?"

"Don't worry." Gao Ge smiled.

"Huh?" Xia Shengtang was taken aback, and asked in doubt, "Didn't you say before that if the situation is not good, we should take action immediately?"

"However, I think the current situation is pretty good." Gao Ge said calmly.

Xia Shengtang: "..."

The thinking of young people nowadays is really difficult to understand...

The man in the white shirt standing on the top of the tree saw Yue Xincheng's reaction at this time, and a sneer appeared on his face, as if the winning ticket was already in his hands.

The golden dragon fell at an extremely fast speed.

"I don't know how to live or die." The man in the white shirt patted his clothes, then turned to look at Gao Ge.

With a triumphant smile on his face.

It seemed to be telling Gao Ge in this way.

This game, I won.

However, when he met Gao Ge's gaze, he suddenly frowned.

The opponent slowly raised his hand.

Then.

Give him a middle finger.

"Are you laughing at me?" the man in the white shirt muttered to himself.

Then, he turned his face and looked at Yue Xincheng.

He was surprised to find that the Dragon Slaying Saber in Yue Xincheng's hand was also coated with a layer of silver at this moment.

"Is this... saber energy?"

At this moment, the eyes of the man in white shirt were about to burst.

"How can it be?"

Although he is not a swordsman, he also knows in his heart that it is very difficult for a swordsman to condense his sword energy.

Moreover, seeing the Dragon Slaying Saber in Yue Xincheng's hand, he also felt a huge pressure.

This saber energy is extremely domineering.

"Come down!"

Following Yue Xincheng's loud shout, he stepped on his feet suddenly, and his body rushed towards the sky.

The golden dragon roared.

Yue Xincheng also roared.

There was a "boom".

The Dragon Slaying Saber held by Yue Xincheng collided with the dragon soul.

At this moment, the picture seemed to be frozen.

One person, one dragon soul, just hanging in the air.

Waves of air, centered on the two of them, spread towards the surroundings.

The woods rustled, as if the rain was about to come.

finally.

The screen moved.

Yue Xincheng's body continued to be pulled upwards.

Extremely slow.

But they could clearly see that the expression on Yue Xincheng's face was gradually becoming ferocious.

Everyone in the Star Sect looked at Yue Xincheng with incredulous eyes.

At this moment, Yue Xincheng is like a god of war.

No.

He is God of War!

"Break it!"

Another shout of anger.

Yue Xincheng speeded up.

That dragon soul was being devoured by the Dragon Slaying Saber in Yue Xincheng's hand.

"Stop it, stop it!"

The man in the white shirt yelled at Yue Xincheng like he was crazy.

Yue Xincheng put it in vain.

Seeing the man in the white shirt rushing towards him, Yue Xincheng sneered and sped up again.

Finally, before the man in white shirt arrived, he crushed the dragon soul directly.

The dragon soul didn't dissipate just like that, but turned into golden threads, dancing in the air, and finally, all of them merged into the dragon-slaying knife gleaming with silver light in Yue Xincheng's hand, like rivers entering the sea.

When the man in the white shirt came in front of him, Yue Xincheng laughed out loud, and stepped on it, which happened to land on the chest of the man in the white shirt.

The two fell from the sky at the same time.

It hit the ground with a "bang", and a burst of dust flew up.

Yue Xincheng lowered his head and looked at the man in white shirt who was trampled under his feet.

"I said, you can't do it." Yue Xincheng said seriously.

The man in the white shirt: "..."

He opened his mouth and spat out blood.

Yue Xincheng moved his foot away, weighing the Dragon Slaying Saber in his hand.

I always feel that this knife seems to be a little heavier.

"Boring." After finishing speaking, he put away the Dragon Slaying Saber and looked at Gao Ge.

"Do you want to kill this person directly?"

Gao Ge came to him, stretched out his hand, and punched him in the chest.

"excellent."

Yue Xincheng chuckled.

Defeat the white shirt man.

Kill the dragon soul.

For Yue Xincheng, there is no sense of accomplishment.

But being praised by Gao Ge like this, he felt a little elated.

Everyone in the world of cultivating immortals wants to become stronger.

Some people become stronger because they want to no longer be controlled by others.

Some people become stronger in order to humiliate others.

Some people become stronger in order to protect those around them.

And Yue Xincheng.

He sharpened his head and wanted to improve his strength, but his purpose had always been pure.

He only thought that one day, he could hold the Zhanlong Saber in his hand, stand beside Gao Ge, fight side by side, and advance and retreat together.

But now, he is one step closer to the goal he set.

"You lost." Gao Ge walked up to the man in the white shirt and said, "Look, although our deputy suzerain of the Star Sect is only at the level of a grand master, you are still no match for him, let alone a cultivator who is at the level of a great master. who?"

Hearing these words, Wang Xiaofeng was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

He is also an immortal cultivator in the realm of a great master.

But the moment the man in white shirt released the dragon soul, he was a little scared.

He knew very well in his heart that if the target of the dragon soul attack was himself.

I'm afraid, I will die miserably, and I won't even be able to resist the first wave.

For the first time, he felt that there was such a big gap between the master and the master.

The man in the white shirt was even more depressed.

There are several great masters who died in his hands.

He also didn't expect that he would lose this time to a master cultivator.

Not reconciled!

That sense of humiliation swept over like an undercurrent.

"Do you still remember the previous bet?" Gao Ge said.

"Um?"

"We agreed before that as long as you lose, you will leave the Star Sect and stop playing with dragons and lions." Gao Ge said seriously.

The man in the white shirt laughed, and when the corner of his mouth was touched, blood overflowed again.

"I guess, if I had won, you wouldn't have said that. You would have told me that you didn't agree."

"No." Gao Ge shook his head.

"You want to say, you are not such a person?" The man in white shirt snorted.

"I mean, you won't win." Gao Ge said, "You think you can kill him? You are wrong, I have been watching you."

"Shameless..." The man in the white shirt didn't know what to say at this moment.

Gao Ge is obviously already a winner, yet he is still talking rubbish.

Just to annoy yourself on purpose?

"How about it, the bet, is it still working?"

"What if I say, no?"

"Then you, go to die." Gao Ge stretched out his hand, grabbed the man in white shirt by the neck, and lifted him up from the ground, his eyes were cold and indifferent.

At this moment, the man in white shuddered.

He suddenly realized that standing in front of him was Gao Ge, who was known as the crap stick in the world of cultivating immortals.

How many immortal cultivators, masters, died by his hands.

Why……

Do you still think he is a talkative and submissive person?