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"Tian Yang!"

Seeing the death of his own grandson, Xue Qinglan, Xue Qinglan's eyes immediately turned blood-red. Streams of killing intent erupted from his body, and he roared towards the sky like an angry lion, wanting to tear apart Ice Blue Mountain to avenge Xue Yang.

Ice Blue Mountain's expression was calm as he felt the furious gaze of Xue Qinglan. He did not reveal a single trace of panic as he endured the force of destiny and poured it into his body. Very quickly, he was able to complete the top of the tower.

Xue Tian Chi knew very well that once Xue Qinglan attacked, the Misty Mountain would become the target of public criticism and the situation would become even more dangerous. He quickly consoled Xue Qinglan, who was on the verge of going berserk, and told him to calm down.

"Bing Qingchuan, your Frozen Cloud Asgard disciples are clearly stronger than Tianyang, yet you intentionally tried to kill them ruthlessly. If they were as vicious as you guys are, what's the point of this Martial Meeting." Xue Piao said with a dark expression.

"Deliberately tried to kill? What a big hat. " Bing Qingchuan sneered and said: "Ice Blue Mountain is only at the fifth level of the Xuan Beast Sect while Xue Tianyang is the peerless king of the generation. With such a huge gap in strength, how could he intentionally kill me?"

"Alright, Sect Master Xue. This time, we're here for the Martial Competition, not to watch a quarrel with you, Floating Mountain." Mang Hanche revealed a cold smile. He slowly stood up and ridiculed, "If you're not as skilled as others, then so be it. If my Snake Valley's disciples were to die, then we wouldn't chatter like this and wouldn't forgive them."

"Good, good, good. Ice Green River, Mang Han Zha, you are very good." With a gloomy face, Xue Tian Chi, who was doing his best to restrain his emotions, slowly stood up and said, "The Martial Meeting will continue."

Seeing the three forces fighting against each other, Daoist Jian Ling, the Qian Family's leader, and the others sensed an unusual atmosphere.

"Chen Feng, kill every disciple of the Ice Palace and Snake Valley." Xue Tianchi sent a sound transmission to Ye Chenfeng, who was at the side, then said icily, "Kill all the disciples of the two powers and return to the Misty Mountain. I'll satisfy you no matter what you want."

"Alright, leave them to me!"

Ye Zichen nodded with a calm expression, then leaped up, directly crossing from the stands to the battling platform, waiting for his opponent.

"Emmie, that boy is not simple. His physical strength is terrifying. You must not be careless. If you use all of your strength to kill him, you won't be able to use poison."

Mang Hanjing looked at Ye Chenfeng, who stood tall and exuded a domineering aura, and thought about how his physical body was able to withstand the divine lightning. He then said with a serious tone of voice.

"Don't worry Grand Elder, he will definitely die."

Mang Qing Lu revealed a confident smile as she summoned a strange snake with wings on its back that was emitting a dazzling golden light. It stepped on Mang Qing Lu's broad back and flew towards the martial stage.

"A mutated soul beast. This Mang Qing Lu's soul beast is probably at the level of a first-level heaven-defying beast king. Since when did the Snake Valley disciples become so strong?"

Feeling the terrifying might of the green spirit beast, the entire grandstand went into an uproar.

Hearing the chattering from the crowd, the smile on Mang Qing Lu's face became even wider. She stuck out her scarlet tongue and licked her lips, then looked coldly at the proud and aloof Ye Zichen as she waited for the competition to begin.

"Buzz!"

Just as Ye Zichen and Mang Qing Lu were reprimanding each other, an ear-piercing sword chime sounded out in the ninth heaven. The number one disciple of the Sword Valley, Jian Chen, stood on a heavenly sword that radiated with great charisma and flew extremely sharply towards the arena.

"Jian Chen, I didn't think that I would be competing with him."

There were only two people that attracted Ye Chenfeng's interest in the ancient city's martial competition. One of them was the person who had just killed Xue Tianyang. It was Icemist Mountain, who seemed to be only at the fifth level of the Xuan Beast Sect. The other was Jian Chen.

As for the two who had purposely concealed their true strength and reached the second level of the Inverted Beast King, Mang Feng, Ye Zichen did not care about Bing Ziqi at all.

With Ye Zichen's current strength and background, killing them would only take a few minutes.

Jian Chen's opponent was Bing Mingye, an expert of the sixth rank from the Ice Palace. Aside from cultivating the Ice Palace's soul art and soul skill, he had also inherited the legacy of a master of the Joyous Union by chance.

In order to cultivate and speed up the growth of their strength, Bingming Industry had harmed many young and beautiful women. While enjoying their beautiful bodies, they had also cultivated the Joyous Union.

Originally, Bing Mingye had wanted to show off his strength in this competition, but he hadn't thought that his first opponent would be the hot topic of the championship, Jian Chen. His heart froze for a moment as he prepared to take a few blows off Jian Chen and admit defeat.

"The match begins!"

With Xue Piao's order, the fifth and sixth round of the competition began.

"Swoosh!"

Jian Chen slashed through the air with the low quality eight ominous sword. An extremely thin sword ray cut through the air, piercing towards Bing Mingye's throat with a speed that was several times the speed of light.

"This is bad!"

Bing Mingye had not expected Jian Chen to strike so quickly, surpassing his own reaction speed. He had no time to dodge, and could only defend with all his might.

It was a pity that the difference in strength between the two of them was too great. The powerful sword strike was able to pierce through Bing Mingye's Acacia Power.

"Pfft!"

With a splash of blood, Bing Mingye's throat was punctured by Jian Chen's sword. The Eight Vicious Sword's energy smashed through his head and soul, killing him instantly.

In the next moment, the power of karmic luck surged forth like a river from all directions and entered his body, condensing into a tower of karmic luck.

"Too strong, this Jian Chen is too strong. He majored in the Yin-Yang dao, but he was able to kill a Class 6 Mysterious Beast Sect's Bing Mingye with a single slash."

Seeing how Jian Chen had instantly killed Bing Mingye, almost everyone was convinced by his strength.

"Crack!" "How dare Jian Chen kill my Frozen Cloud Asgard disciple?"

Looking at the body of Bing Mingye whose throat had been pierced and whose head had been cracked, Bing Qingchuan was so angry that his face turned ashen, and his eyes spewed out a strong amount of anger.

The joy he felt when he killed Xue Tianyang instantly vanished.

Bing Mingye was different from the others. He was a talent that the Frozen Cloud Asgard had spent a lot of effort to cultivate, and he also represented the future of the Frozen Cloud Asgard. His death had caused the Frozen Cloud Asgard to suffer a huge blow.

Just as everyone was shocked by Jian Chen's strength and started to discuss amongst themselves, Ye Chenfeng made his move.

"Boom!"

Ye Zichen took a step forward, causing a muffled thundering sound to ring out from his feet. The powerful force was like thousands of horses and soldiers, causing the incomparably hard arena to tremble violently.

"What!"

When Mang Qing Lu felt the strong pressure from Ye Zichen's body, she instantly felt like she was suffocating. Her dark green eyes instantly widened as she quickly merged with her soul beast to increase her strength.

As his strength increased, Ye Zichen's body suddenly turned into an afterimage, and instantly appeared in front of him. The power of the Spiritual Bead in the God's Gate Acupoint erupted, and he threw a punch towards his chest.

"Triple Layered Snake Seal!"

Feeling the terror of Ye Zichen's punch, Mang Qing Lu quickly moved her hands, instantly producing three spiritual snakes that overlapped each other and blocked the incoming palm print that was infused with energy.

However, when the third set of snake imprint struck Ye Zichen's fist, which had been compressed to the extreme and had reached the strength of three million jin, it shattered like glass.

After shattering the third seal, Ye Zichen's fist did not decrease in strength. The powerful punch landed heavily on Mang Qing Lu's chest, shattering the top quality Earth Grade armour, and sent her flying into the air.

"Bam!"

When Mang Qing Lu's body, which had lost control of itself, collided with the energy barrier outside the martial arena, the violent force of her fist exploded his body, turning him into mincemeat, scattering all over the ground.

The top genius of the Snake Valley, the almost peerless King's Realm Mang Qing Lu had been destroyed by Ye Zichen's fist, causing her to die.