"What an arrogant kid!"

Looking at the unrivaled Ye Chenfeng and hearing his arrogant voice, the entire martial arena exploded. Many cultivators who thought themselves to be quite strong were enraged, and were eager to challenge him on the stage.

"I'll do it!"

Immediately, a terrifying rebound passed through the sword and into the blue-clothed woman's arm, causing her arm to go numb. Her right hand, which was tightly gripping the sword, began to tremble.

"Green Bamboo Emerald Shadow!"

The blue clothed girl's expression slightly changed after experiencing Ye Zichen's terror. However, she did not retreat due to her pride. Hundreds of azure bamboo like lights circled around her body, transforming into sword images that shot towards Ye Zichen with an incomparably sharp aura.

"What a profound sword-art."

As he watched the sword ray, which was like a green bamboo mirage as it swept towards him, Ye Chenfeng praised this sword technique that was like a poem and yet also extremely sharp.

"Let's see where you can hide this time."

When she saw that Ye Zichen was about to be engulfed by the green bamboo shadow, the blue clothed girl's cold expression revealed a hint of a sneer. She was prepared to continue her attack and defeat Ye Zichen in one fell swoop.

"Your sword technique is not bad, but unfortunately, your strength is too weak, and you are unable to fully display its true power!"

As he spoke, Ye Zichen took a step forward. His aura instantly turned sharp as 750,000 pounds of force exploded out from his body, causing dense water ripples to appear in the air.

"Cloud Breaking Palm!"

The moment the palm print appeared, a terrifying stream of air formed in the air. With a force of 750,000 jins, the Cloud Collapsing Palm imprint cut through the sword image like a hot knife through butter. The palm print flew towards the blue-clothed woman, causing her complexion to change greatly.

"How is this possible!"

The blue-clothed girl could not imagine that her strongest move would be easily torn apart by Ye Chenfeng. Her expression changed drastically as she hurriedly dodged.

The moment she dodged, Ye Zichen pointed out a finger in the air, causing the perfect sword aura to gather and shoot out a sharp sword light that pierced towards the blue-clothed girl.

"Lord Ye, please have mercy. Yue Er has no ill intentions!"

Feeling the terrifying power of Ye Zichen's finger, the green robed girl was so shocked that her face paled and she screamed.

"Chi!"

The blue-clothed woman only saw a white flash before her eyes. All of the hairs on her body stood up, and several strands of her long, jet-black hair floated down to the wind.

Ye Zichen cut off a few strands of hair from the girl's head with his finger attacks, but he did not pursue her. Instead, he looked at her with a calm gaze.

With his current strength, he only needed one move to kill the blue-clothed woman. The reason he'd spared her life was because he hadn't detected any killing intent from the blue-clothed woman.

It was obvious that the blue-clothed woman had only taken action for the sake of sparring, and not to kill him.

"I'll give you one last chance. If you still don't admit defeat, don't blame me for ruthlessly destroying a flower." Ye Zichen looked at the pale blue clothed girl, who still had a lingering fear, and reminded her emotionlessly.

"I, I admit defeat."

Although she was unwilling, when she recalled the feeling of death, the blue-clothed woman became timid and the fighting spirit in her body disappeared. She bit her wet lips and admitted defeat before jumping off the stage in humiliation.

"Thank you, Lord Ye, for showing mercy. We will definitely repay you for this." When the green clothed girl saw that Ye Zichen had let the blue clothed girl go, she let out a long sigh and said gratefully.

"Who else wants to fight?"

Ye Zichen nodded towards the green-clothed girl, then took his gaze away from her tall figure. With his hands behind his back, he stood in the arena and spoke in an extremely domineering manner.

"I'll do it!"

Just as Ye Chenfeng finished his sentence, seven deep voices sounded out, each one of them had quite a great strength. Those who wanted to obtain a hundred thousand slaughter points were all eager to kill Ye Chenfeng and go to the Wu family to receive their rewards.

"I didn't expect me to be so popular!"

"Since all of you want to kill me, then all of you attack together. I'll take as many as comes." Ye Zichen said in a domineering manner as he emitted a disdainful aura.

"Are you sure you want to accept the seven of us at the same time? "

One of them, an old man with white hair at his temples and a dense aura, wearing a string of prayer beads on his neck, asked with ill intentions as he was at the peak of the sixth level, the Xuan Beast Sect.

"I've already said it, I'll take as many as I can!" Ye Chenfeng said fearlessly, looking down on the world.

"Everyone, this Ye Chenfeng's strength isn't simple. It's best if we kill him together. Once we kill him, we'll split the bounty."

The grey clothed old man revealed a cold smile. His eyes flickered with viciousness as he suggested with a voice transmission.

"Alright!"

The remaining six people quickly communicated with each other. In the end, they agreed to use everyone's power to kill Ye Chenfeng and split the slaughter points evenly. They all jumped onto the battling platform and stood in a row in front of Ye Chenfeng.

"He's too arrogant, this Ye Chenfeng is too arrogant. He actually dared to challenge the Ghost Traveller. Doesn't he know that these people are only a step away from becoming a beast king?"

"You ignorant fellow. I had thought that this Ye Chenfeng was someone great, but I never expected him to be such a rash person. What a disappointment."

Every floor in the Tower of Slaughter was relatively independent. Coupled with the fact that the murder of the Wu family elder had been deliberately concealed by the Wu family, there were not many people on the third floor who knew of Ye Chenfeng's true strength.

When they saw Ye Zichen challenge the seven experts by himself, the entire competition grandstands were in a heated discussion, with almost no one favoring him.

"Let's go, kill him quickly!"

As the elder in the grey shirt roared, the seven experts of the rank 6 Mysterious Beast Sect attacked at the same time. They merged with their soul beasts and unleashed their powerful soul skills to attack Ye Chenfeng.

Seven powerful soul skills intertwined together, forming a long river of energy. The incomparably violent energy continuously tore through the air in an attempt to destroy Ye Zichen.

"Wrath of God's Punishment."

After being attacked by the seven people's soul skills at the same time, Ye Chenfeng, who was on the edge of a blade, did not dodge. The Green Ghost Flame, the Ancient Frost, and the Extreme Violet Spirit Lightning all surged out of his body at the same time, just like a divine punishment.

"Rumble!"

A thunderous sound rang out and powerful energies collided, producing a destructive force. A terrifying energy storm instantly swept through the entire martial arena, distorting the space and causing the entire martial arena to appear as if it was day.

A large number of cracks spread out on the surface of the arena. The energy barrier around the arena was so shaken that it almost shattered.

"Puff puff puff …"

Although the grey robed elder and the other three were powerful, their strength was far inferior to that of the Peerless King. When they were attacked by the God's Fury that could kill the Peerless King, the soul skills they used were all destroyed.

In the midst of their screams, a violent storm of energy swept over them like a whistling wind. It destroyed their bodies and directly killed all seven of them in an instant.