Ultimate Martial Divine King

A string of warm fresh blood floated in the air, looking exceptionally bright. Great Elder Duan Qingshan clenched his fists as his white brows knitted together. A look of helplessness and loss flashed in his eyes.    

On the other hand, everyone on the Asura Sect side all had faces full of smiles.    

The various Great Sect teams seated around the table let out soft sighs of regret. With the power and might of the 'Berserk Curse', Young Master Blood and Xue He, after going berserk, were comparable to Top Powerhouse, who was at the sixth level of Space-Breaking Stage. Wu Yuan's defeat had already become a foregone conclusion.    

"Hee hee, hee hee hee."    

Xue He, who transformed into a ghost scorpion monster, let out an excited and complacent, presumptuous laugh. The unceasing force passed through the dragon-like sharp Caudal Spine and struck Wu Yuan's internal organs. The wound on the latter's chest was quickly torn apart, as if it was a powerful flame that was about to pierce through it.    

"Wu Yuan, I've been looking forward to this scene for a long time. Hahahaha."    

"You can rest in peace!"    

The thick killing intent sent chills down one's spine.    

The faces of everyone in the crowd changed. The gigantic Ghost Scorpion was surrounded by a blood-red glow, and waves of a cold killing intent filled the air as it whistled in all directions.    

The increasingly powerful energy surged towards Wu Yuan. At this moment, Wu Yuan's eyes turned cold, but both of his hands were holding onto the indestructible and tough Dragon Bone Caudal Spine, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and his eyes seemed to have a burning candle light as they jumped. With the help of the power in his arms, his body was able to push back.    

"Ah!    

Wu Yuan let out a low growl, then endured the pain in his chest and pulled the sharp Poison Scorpion out of his chest. Wu Yuan then moved, dragging out a blurry Residual Shadow in the air, flying down in a flash.    

Heh heh, you want to escape? How could it be that easy? "    

Xue He smiled sinisterly. The Caudal Spine that was shining with a bewitching and bloody light resembled a ghost as it transformed into numerous light and shadows, like a demonic python flying towards Wu Yuan.    

Young Master Blood had a strong aura.    

Killing intent surged.    

It was as if he would not give up until he had killed Wu Yuan.    

The rapid sound of wind piercing the eardrums of everyone present. The tide-like Caudal Spine extended its attack and the distance between the two became shorter. The Death God's footsteps quickly approached Wu Yuan.    

At this moment, Wu Yuan made a decision that no one expected.    

"I admit defeat!"    

A weak but determined voice echoed in the sky.    

"Whoosh!"    

In the next moment, without saying a word, Thousand Feather Sect Great Elder Duan Qingshan directly turned into a streak of flowing light and disappeared on the spot. With his fastest speed, he arrived beside Wu Yuan and grabbed onto the other party's shoulder, pulling him away.    

"Swish!"    

The sharp blood-colored dragon bone Caudal Spine seemed to have brushed past Wu Yuan's face, the strong astral wind made his skin feel a sharp pain.    

If Great Elder was even a second slower, Wu Yuan's head would have burst on the spot.    

Immediately after, Duan Qingshan brought Wu Yuan straight back to the plaza below.    

All of the genius disciples from the Thousand Feather Sect hurriedly surrounded him.    

"Senior Brother Yuan, are you alright?"    

"There's healing medicine here, take it quickly."    

Seeing that Wu Yuan managed to survive, the crowd felt slightly relieved but also a little disappointed.    

"Hey, are you a cowardly turtle? "A coward who has no guts." Xue He shouted. His large and hideous body gave off a powerful oppressive aura.    

Everyone was shocked and raised their heads to look up.    

"Hmph, what's there to be proud of? If you have the ability, don't use the 'Berserk Curse Mark'." A Thousand Feather Sect disciple rebuked.    

"What a joke, the power of the Incantation Seal can't even be considered to be a treasure, why don't you say that you don't need to use the power of the Boundary of Blood Lineage?" One of the disciples from the Asura Sect replied.    

Both sides could not help but start arguing.    

Of course, Wu Yuan laughed, his face did not look too dispirited, he spread out his hands and shrugged, "If you can't win, you have to admit defeat, it's a kindness of man, if you lose, it's a loss, there's nothing to be embarrassed about, for this Grand Meeting of Sword Ceremony's champion, I will not compete with you."    

Then, Wu Yuan made a 'please' gesture and announced his surrender.    

"Hua!"    

In an instant, the entire audience was in an uproar.    

Everyone nodded their heads. Wu Yuan was really ambitious. He could still be so calm after losing the battle.    

Master of Sword Pavilion and Mu Xiongcai also nodded their heads in approval. Compared to those who insisted on showing their face to make him fat, Wu Yuan's loss was not that bad.    

"Hmph, what you say is really good. What a useless person, no matter how much you say, it would all be for naught." The people from Asura Sect clamored.    

"Haha, that's right. This sort of person doesn't even have the qualifications to die at the hands of Senior Xue."    

"Senior brother Xue, the champion!"    

"Young Master Blood, champion!"    

In next to no time, the entire audience was stirred up into a frenzy of excitement.    

The gigantic scorpion monster's body began to rapidly change and shrink. In the blink of an eye, he had returned to his normal form.    

Xue He stood proudly at the peak of the mountain. His thin exterior emitted an endless murderous aura.    

The corner of Genius Expert's mouth lifted slightly. His indifferent smile was as sharp as a Curved Blade. However, Genius Expert did not dare to meet his gaze.    

"You want to die here? Or after leaving the Tongtian Sword Pavilion? "    

Xue He spat out those cold words without any warning.    

The hearts of everyone present trembled. Who was the one saying that to?    

Xiao Ruoman?    

In the battle for the Four Young Masters, other than Young Master Yu, Cang Yuzhe, who was still undergoing Yueyong City cultivation, three of the young masters had come today to lose to Young Master Blood, while Young Master Yi had lost to Huan Jue.    

Looking at the audience, only Xiao Ruoman seemed to have the ability to compete with Young Master Blood.    

However, Xue He's words were not directed at her.    

The corner of his eyes trembled, and his sinister gaze landed on a young figure in the middle area of the Tongtian Sword Pavilion.    

A desolate, cold wind blew past, stirring up a trail of dust on the ground.    

Waves of icy waves caused an indescribable pressure in the crowd.    

It was Chu Hen!    

"Hua!"    

A low and deep commotion sounded out in the crowd, and at that moment, everyone's gaze gathered on Chu Hen.    

The stunning scene that happened just now between Chu Hen and Taixiao City, Mu Yifeng, appeared once again in everyone's mind.    

However, no one would have thought that Young Master Blood would actually call Chu Hen.    

"Ha, this guy is a bit arrogant. Can you deal with him?" Mu Feng patted Chu Hen's shoulder and asked uncertainly.    

Luo Mengchang gently held Chu Hen's wrist, her beautiful eyes slightly moved, her head slightly shook, indicating that the opponent should not fight.    

Xi Lan also stopped him. "Ignore him. I won't let him get close to you."    

"Heh." Xue He grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth, looking down from above, with both of his arms in front of him, "It seems like you are the usual wild one, at the most critical moment you are also a turtle hiding behind a woman, hahahaha."    

Xue He laughed wantonly. Tu Ye and Ai Lan, the two core disciples in the Asura Sect team also scoffed.    

At this moment, Chu Hen raised his eyebrows and smiled with interest. "Can we start now?"    

Oh?    

All the people from the various Great Sect were startled.    

Luo Mengchang still wanted to say something, but Xue He had already raised his left arm, "Of course."    

Of course!]    

Before he finished his sentence, a gust of biting cold wind swept towards Xue He from behind. The sky and earth seemed to have darkened, giving off a dreamy feeling.    

"Hiss!"    

What followed closely was the sound of a sharp weapon piercing through flesh. In front of the countless stunned and shocked gazes of the audience, a sharp Cold Spear actually pierced through Xue He's chest forcibly.    

The Devil Slayer Spear that was spitting Black Light pierced Xue He's chest from behind, filled with killing intent.    

Chu Hen, who was on the ground a second ago, had suddenly appeared behind Xue He.    

This?    

The entire arena was silent!    

What was going on?    

Xue He's face was twisted because the black Cold Spear had pierced through his chest. He raised his trembling hands and formed a seal in front of his body as he shouted, "Phantom technique, release!"    

solution    

With Xue He as the center, a circle of blood red Light Pattern bloomed in all four directions.    

Then, the scene that appeared in front of everyone returned to the original scene.    

Chu Hen was still standing in the audience, beside Luo Mengchang. The smile on his face had a trace of frivolity.    

"So it's an illusion technique!" A voice of realization came from the crowd.    

"I was wondering! How could Chu Hen kill Young Master Blood in an instant? "    

"However, this illusion technique is really brilliant. No one would know of it!"    

In that instant, Chu Hen had the upper hand.    

Quite a number of people were shaken by Xue He's confidence in winning the championship.    

Xue He's face was already ashen. Chu Hen had made a fool of him before the battle even started. He was really unhappy.    

"Hmph. A mere insignificant skill like that dares to make a fool of itself here."    

Xue He waved his hand, and a blood-red light flashed like a snake in the air. With a wave of his hand, a red palm print covered the entire ground.    

A surging pressure attacked. Chu Hen frowned slightly. Xue He's palm force did not cover only him.    

His figure moved, and like a soaring falcon tearing through the sky, he collided with the vast palm energy. As the other party's attack was blown into pieces, layers and layers of terrifying pressure were released, crushing all the way towards Young Master Blood, Xue He.    

"I will skin you alive today!"