"If I don’t kill you, I, Ye Heng, swear not to be human!"
Ye Heng’s entire body was brimming with battle intent, his eyes blood-red, roaring maniacally.
He often bantered with Jin Feiyan, and Jin Feiyan frequently teased and opposed him. But this was precisely a sign of their close relationship as siblings in the martial arts way. Yet now, seeing Jin Feiyan kneeling on the execution platform, looking vacant like a puppet.
And then looking up at those elite from the Tianya Haige standing tall, looking down on everyone with disdain.
The killing intent in Ye Heng’s heart grew even more intense.
Upon the city tower of the Wun.
A handso young man sitting on the golden dragon chair leaned slightly forward, laughing heartily without a care: "Kill ? If your master were here, I’d be sowhat apprehensive. As for you? A re first level Heaven Venerate thinking of killing ? Utterly laughable, moreover..."
The young man in the yellow robe on his left mocked, "Even if we stretched out our necks for you to cut, would you dare?"
"With the Tianya Haige behind us and our master being the top expert in Qingtian Realm, if you dare harm us even a bit, not to ntion the minor Xiaoshanhe Institute, the entire Daqian Dynasty would be buried along with us!"
"Do you dare to act against us?"
Everyone, speaking one after another, showed their fearlessness.
BANG BANG BANG!
Ye Heng’s tightly clenched fists emitted continuous muffled sounds like fried beans, the murderous aura almost making him lose his senses, being stopped by Bai Fa Sword Emperor on the side.
"You want to stop ?" Ye Heng glared with bloodshot eyes at Bai Fa Sword Emperor.
Bai Fa Sword Emperor shook his head: "For the bigger picture!"
Yang Ling had an arm severed, which happened when the Tianya Haige people invaded the palace, deliberately letting him leave to seek help at Xiaoshanhe Institute.
Yang Ling only felt bitterness like holding a bitter pill in his mouth, saying in a deep voice: "They’re not wrong, if we really kill them, Tianya Haige would certainly not spare us."
"Are we just going to watch them be humiliated? Die in front of us while we do nothing?" Ye Heng asked unwillingly.
Bai Fa Sword Emperor said seriously: "Save them first! The rest, wait for the headmasters’ return..."
"Endure this storm!"
"First, get the people back..."
Everyone chid in.
Ye Heng clenched his steel teeth, wanting to kill the enemy but unable to change the situation, he could only growl unwillingly, glaring at the youth on the high Wun tower: "What do you want to release them?"
"Release them?"
The young man on the tower slightly lifted a corner of his lips, revealing a bloodthirsty, cruel smile: "Aren’t you Battle War Holy Body, claiming unmatched battle prowess? Here’s the deal, out of these ten people, you can pick anyone. As long as you can fight and win, I’ll release them. But if you lose, I’ll kill them all, how about it?"
Ye Heng’s gaze swept over the ten people.
Each of these people had strong cultivation.
The young man in the center was one even he couldn’t see through, after sweeping his gaze he focused on Jian Jun, who had earlier killed many disciples with his powerful strikes, this person was rely at the seventh level of the Earth Venerate Realm.
Among the ten, he was the weakest.
Ye Heng pointed to Jian Jun: "I will fight him!"
"Oh, you know to pick the weakest one?"
"Jian Jun, have so fun with him?"
The others gazed at Jian Jun.
Jian Jun coldly snorted: "This guy probably thinks our Tianya Haige disciples are like his from Xiaoshanhe Institute, only looking at cultivation realms. He actually thinks I’m the weakest. Kid, let teach you a lesson to show you there are always people out there stronger than you..."
BOOM!
Jian Jun instantly soared into the sky.
Around him, sword lights flickered, strands of hair suspended in the air, each strand a sharp longsword.
He was surrounded by a light of swords, like a king of swords.
One strike from him.
Produced the effect of an entire army.
RUMBLE!
Terrifying Sword Qi swept across the sky, coming at Ye Heng like an overwhelming tide.
Golden light swirled around Ye Heng, as if his body instantly turned golden and dazzling, like a body molded from gold, emanating a dull tal thud.
"Spring breeze turns to rain!"
"Sumr heat burns..."
Jian Jun’s first strike was the mighty Four Seasons Sword Skill, with blades of spring, sumr, autumn, and winter, each sword stronger than the last.
Against the overwhelming sword light.
Ye Heng maintained a stoic expression, like a golden Arhat, his heavy fists cutting through space: "Invincible in battle!"
BOOM BOOM BOOM!
Fists pounded the heavens.
Ye Heng moved through the vast sword light as if it were an untouched domain, tearing apart the sword light wherever he went, intangible to the sun and moon. Horrifying Sword Qi shattered in his path, forging a clear path amidst the rain of swords.
"This is impossible..."
Jian Jun’s forr arrogance disappeared, replaced by wonder and terror.
He didn’t expect Ye Heng to be so powerful.
The re strength of his body could resist his mighty sword domain.
THUD!
Montarily distracted.
Jian Jun suddenly felt the threat of death pulling him back to reality, catching a glimpse of gold light flashing before him, that fist’s thunderous impact on the void seed like it could shatter this part of the world.
On the brink of life and death.
Jian Jun shouted: "Ye Heng, if you dare hurt , Tianya Haige won’t spare you!"
"You..."
Ye Heng’s face suddenly changed.
This mont of hesitation allowed Jian Jun to catch a breath and evade in the blink of an eye. Instantly, he circled behind Ye Heng, sweeping his sword across.
SPLURT!
Blood spurted wildly, slicing open a gaping wound across Ye Heng’s back.
ROAR!
Ye Heng cried out in pain, scorching blood instantly covering his back, eyes bloodthirsty as a predator locking on Jian Jun: "You deserve to die!"
"Do you dare hurt ?"
"Aren’t you afraid of bringing calamity upon billions in the Daqian Dynasty?"
"Our Tianya Haige, peerless and unparalleled, with forests of strong experts. Sending one Supre Venerate Realm Peak expert could easily massacre the entire Daqian Dynasty. You aren’t afraid of death, but aren’t you afraid of them dying?"
Jian Jun’s voice continually echoed in Ye Heng’s ears.
Like the world’s most venomous curse, it restrained Ye Heng’s actions.
What was initially a dominant battle for him, was now falling under disadvantage.
Jian Jun’s sword strikes repeatedly succeeded, leaving nurous hideous wounds on Ye Heng; if not for the true might of Temporal Fighting Saint Physique.
These sword injuries alone could easily cost him his life here.
"Damn it!"
"Tianya Haige... and they dare call themselves a holy land?"
"Shaless, utterly shaless..." Yang Ling and the others were filled with indignant rage.
Upon the high tower of Wun.
The disciples from Tianya Haige laughed aloud, faces filled with mockery: "Shaless? As long as the thod can land the opponent in mortal peril, it’s a good thod..."
"To the victor the spoils, what right does the loser have to criticize us?"
Just then.
The longsword in Jian Jun’s hands was suddenly grabbed by Ye Heng, as his cold golden hand clenched into an iron fist, ready to crush Jian Jun’s head, Jian Jun smugly said: "Hit , just hit ! But don’t forget, if you kill , everyone in the Daqian Dynasty will die with ..."
"You..."
Ye Heng glared angrily, his raised fist hesitating.
But then...
A cold voice ca from the void: "What are you hesitating about? Smash his head with a punch, kill all these scoundrels, if the sky falls, I will bear it for you!"
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