Jian Wanli asked, making the atmosphere of Si? completely solidified as frozen, especially Diya, who had just come down from the Divine Moon War Bow, who stopped a half-step saint of the Shadow Wolf clan for Su Yang, had already transformed into a war hammer at the first time. The 36,000-style Heavenly Dao Tempering Technique was secretly operating, and the law and reason were everywhere. Just when Su Yang called the order, he immediately used the hammer to smash it hard.

But Su Yang's performance was very intriguing. He did nothing. He just stood there and smiled evilly, tilted his head and stared at Jian Wanli. His silver eyes exuded a special temperament that made people nervous, which made people unable to guess what he wanted to do.

For a moment, the atmosphere became even more solid and weird. Even Jian Wanli became nervous without realizing it. He tightly grasped the sword in his hand with five fingers, making all the possibilities when facing attacks.

Time is still passing by bit by bit. When everyone was almost unable to help it, Su Yang smiled evilly and asked, "I do come from the Great Realm of Cultivation."

Su Yang admitted openly and did not hide anything, but the more he did this, the more he numbed Jian Wanli's scalp. Countless thoughts immediately arose in his heart, and finally they gathered into one point, that is, Su Yang wanted to kill him.

The Great Realm of Cultivation is a place that all monks in the Three Thousand Worlds are looking for and yearning for.

Therefore, as long as Su Yang reveals his identity from the Great Realm of Cultivation, some people in the Three Thousand Worlds, and even the saints who have attained enlightenment, will find ways to rob Su Yang and torture the method of going to the Great Realm of Cultivation from him.

In other words, this identity is too shameful and it is too late to hide it. Su Yang actually admitted it openly.

Admitting means that Su Yang is confident in hiding this secret next, and the best way to hide the secret is undoubtedly to let those who know the secret shut up. For example, dead people are a good way.

Jian Wanli naturally knew the key point, and cold sweat slid slightly from his forehead. He didn't know why Su Yang was obviously far inferior to his mid-stage God Transformation, but he brought such great pressure to him.

At this moment, Jian Wanli knew what he had to do, otherwise he would definitely die, but the consequences were unpredictable.

So Jian Wanli exhausted his thoughts, sorted out his words, and calmed his voice as much as possible, and continued: "I have read a book collected in the clan, which describes that at the end of the innate Taichu era, the great change of heaven and earth, the great realm of cultivation was hidden in nothingness, and the three major tribes disappeared with the great realm of cultivation. What you just took out should be the Dragon Guard token that had been passed down for a long time in the dragon clan, so I guess, either you find clues to the Dragon Clan and the way to the Great Realm of cultivation in a certain ruin; or you are from the Great Realm of cultivation, and only in this way can you explain why you have the Dragon Guard token of the Dragon Clan."

Su Yang nodded slowly, Xie Yi smiled and said, "It's a reasonable guess, but why did you make a decision in one go, I belong to the latter?"

Jian Wanli replied: "Intuition, and the sword in my hand tell me that you are different from the ordinary monks of the Three Thousand Worlds. You can feel some very ancient aura of the Great Dao from your body. This is definitely not the aura that ordinary monks of the Three Thousand Worlds should have."

Su Yang smiled, making him even more evil, and asked, "For the last question, I'll give me a reason not to kill you."

Jian Wanli's pupils immediately contracted like a needle. After a moment of silence, he gritted his teeth and replied toughly: "I admit that you are very special. Even the Shadow Wolf King defeated you. But it's a pity that I am stronger than the Shadow Wolf King. If you really fight, whoever wins and whoever loses is still an unknown number."

Diya sneered and said disdainfully: "Jian Wanli, if you are still a genius trained by the Sword Spirit clan carefully, you are still a bit arrogant. It's a pity that you are just an abandoned disciple of the Sword Spirit clan, and it's not your turn to show off here. Su Yang, don't talk nonsense to him, and kill him together."

Jian Wanli seemed to have been revealed by Diya for some sad past, and a trace of anger and murderous intent flashed in his eyes immediately, but he seemed to be very good at tolerance and could hold back when the scar was exposed. He just replied in a tough manner: "If Jian did not admit his mistake, the fairy should be Diya Atlan, the youngest craftsman in the history of the Yataran divine system, right? Humph, in terms of craftsmanship, I may not be as good as you, but the sword in my hand will be easy to kill you."

Diya wanted to say something, but Su Yang waved his hand and said, "Okay, stop doing these useless things. Jian Wanli, I am not interested in understanding your past, and I can tell you very accurately that I want to kill you, but you can't get out of here, so I don't need Diya's help."

Jian Wanli was as Diya said. He was an extremely arrogant swordsman. Now he was despised by Su Yang repeatedly, and his nameless fire could not be suppressed. He replied coldly: "Is that true? I personally think that if you practice for about a thousand years, you can really make me worry about it. Or, if you join forces with Diya Master, you can still give me a headache. But if it were you, Jian really didn't see it now."

After seeing Su Yang's method of defeating the patriarch of the Shadow Wolf clan, Jian Wanli still has such confidence, which is obviously not a simple character.

Su Yang immediately curled the corner of his mouth, and a more evil smile appeared. He reached out to Diya and said, "Give it, the golden contract letter!"

Diya didn't know what Su Yang wanted to do, but she cooperated very well to take out a set of golden contracts and handed them to Su Yang's hands to watch the changes.

Su Yang wrote casually on the golden contract. After leaving the content of the contract, he bit his fingertips and left a blood mark. After throwing it at the sword thousands of miles away, he asked with a smile: "Do you dare to answer?"

Bang... Jian Wanli held the golden contract book firmly in his palm. He didn't know what Su Yang sold in the gourd. When he opened it, he was furious on the spot.

The reason is that Su Yang left the content in the Golden Contract Book is very harsh and simple. The general meaning is: Su Yang and Jian Wanli have a fight, and the loser must surrender unconditionally to the winner, become slaves and servants, and the time limit is a thousand years.

Selling oneself as a slave for thousands of years is something that no monk can bear.

However, since this contract is two-way, the extremely harsh conditions are not aimed at Jian Wanli, and Su Yang is also under constraints. If he loses, he will be a slave for thousands of years.

Undoubtedly, this is a big gamble, taking the freedom of thousands of years as a bet and gambles a huge reward.

In this gamble, Jian Wanli obviously has a huge advantage. For example, there are obviously many secrets hidden in Su Yang. As long as Jian Wanli wins this bet, he can easily monopolize these secrets. What's more, Su Yang also has the mark of the Heavenly Dao in his hand. Just this is enough to make bets.

In addition, although Su Yang's behavior is very special and strange, far from the power that a cultivator in the mid-stage stage of the God Transformation should have, he is still in the mid-stage stage of the God Transformation stage. Could it be that Jian Wanli, the best among the half-step saints, can he still be afraid?

Bet!

Jian Wanli bit his fingertips without hesitation, leaving his own blood mark on it with his natal essence and blood.

The Golden Contract Book is indeed a very excellent magic weapon. It is a fragment of magic weapon excavated from a certain ruin of the Gods. It is a magic weapon uniquely studied. It involves factors such as cause and effect, fate, etc., and is even more advanced than the ancient demon thought contract. After the general contract is established, even the craftsman of the maker Yataran Gods will be difficult to violate.

Now that the Golden Contract has successfully established a contract, Su Yang and Jian Wanli clearly feel that there is a feeling of cause and effect in the dark. Unless it is the great magical method of killing cause and effect, it is difficult to break this cause and effect. You can only follow the content of the contract, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

Feeling the constraints of this power, Jian Wanli and Su Yang simultaneously showed a unique smile on the corners of their mouths, one full of confidence and the other was full of evil spirits.

The next moment, according to the content of the golden contract, Jian Wanli and Su Yang transformed into tigers that had left the gate, and rushed towards each other with violent fighting intentions until the moment they divided the level and the situation.

Zheng... The ink blood hidden is unsheathed, invisible and traceable, and it is difficult to distinguish the length and sharpness. It is enough to cut the world and slash towards the sword with a majestic momentum.

Zheng... The sword chanted lightly, with three-foot green sharp edges, and it was very sharp. It stabbed out in Jian Wanli's hand, and sword marks rippled in the dark and nothingness, facing the slashing of the ink blood.

One sword, one sword!

Both swords that can be included in the specifications of peerless magic weapons have launched the most intense collision in the darkness of nothingness. For a moment, sparks flew everywhere, and the sword shadows and sword lights splashed everywhere like torrents. The storming Diya couldn't help avoiding this aftermath full of sharp aura.

After this fancy head-on battle, Su Yang and Jian Wanli's eyes flashed with surprise.

Su Yang was surprised because Jian Wanli could accurately hit Mo Xueyin in his hand, as if he had already noticed the length and sharpness of the sword.

Jian Wanli was surprised because in this head-on fight, the two sides actually fought evenly, and neither of them had an absolute advantage or advantage.

It is obvious that Su Yang beat Jian Wanli, the half-step saint, with his cultivation in the middle stage of the God Transformation, to judge from this aspect that Jian Wanli is already slightly inferior.

But Jian Wanli was not surprised by this. His thin lips were pursed into a slit, and his pair of sword eyes looked sharper, and his whole body was filled with a surging fighting spirit. He shouted: "Dia is just a master craftsman, and the Shadow Wolf King is just an assassin who steals his dog. He fights head-on, and the Three Thousand Worlds, my sword spirit clan dares to be the leader."

The shouting sounded like thunder, Jian Wanli's sword swept away the invisible and traceless Mo Xueyin in Su Yang's hand again. He held the sword's wrist and rotated flexibly. He didn't know what kind of sword technique this was. The three-foot green sword blade was stormed, as round and free as flowing water, and as sharp as a spiritual snake spitting out a letter.

For a moment, the sword shadows were heavy, as dense as a storm, and sometimes swaying left and right. Each sword shadow contained dozens of changes, hundreds of combinations and possibilities.

Good swordsmanship!

Su Yang exclaimed from the bottom of his heart. This was the first time he had seen such a wonderful sword move. It was so endless and difficult to understand. I am afraid that the strongest killer move will burst out at the last moment, when you most unexpectedly thought of it.

Not to mention anything else, if an ordinary cultivator, even an existence with a cultivation level of equivalent to Jian Wanli, would definitely lose to this sword.
Chapter completed!