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"Rahu, do you want to come up and play?"

After defeating the woman in red with one punch, Ye Zichen cast his gaze towards the west room. The corner of his mouth slightly curled up, revealing a hint of a sneer as he fought back.

"Um... Challenge me? "

Rahu, who was wearing gorgeous clothes and was tall and sturdy, with long black hair casually draped over his shoulders, walked out of the room. His deep eyes contained a dense sense of death as he asked in a low voice.

"Not bad, do you dare to accept my challenge?"

The corner of Ye Chenfeng's mouth curled up slightly as he challenged the Rahu with a gaze filled with killing intent.

"Since you wish to die, I'll grant your wish."

Rahu revealed a cruel smile and was about to kill Ye Chen to establish his might.

"Domain Lord Luo, leave such a small figure to me to deal with."

Suddenly, a domineering voice rang out in the noisy arena. With a grand body and a huge sword on his back, the tyrannical sword with a strong sense of physical oppression appeared.

"Ba Jian, the eighth ranked among the top ten, why is he here?"

"Don't you know that Overlord has a good relationship with Domain Lord Luo? Ba Jian can become one of the top ten in the Star Domain, Domain Lord Luo has provided him with a lot of cultivation resources."

"That Hei Yan is doomed. He might very well pay the price of his life for today's foolish challenge. He hopes that there will be a next life in which he can outshine everyone else."

Looking at the domineering and arrogant Overlord Sword whose aura was rising higher and higher like a tsunami, many people started to sympathize with Ye Chenfeng.

"Very well, I'll leave it to you then. Finish this battle quickly and kill him." Rahu revealed a cold smile, glanced at the calm Ye Chenfeng and said savagely.

"Don't worry, I can kill such a fool in one move."

Ba Jian looked coldly at Ye Chenfeng. In his eyes, Ye Chenfeng, who was a half-step Battle-Beast King, had no intention of killing the dead. He leaped slightly and appeared on the arena.

"Tyrant Sword!"

Feeling the domineering sword's mountain-like aura, Ye Zichen did not feel happy nor sad, nor did he show any signs of panic. He was prepared to use his absolute power to deal with this defeated opponent.

"Brat, today I will let you know that there are some people that you cannot afford to offend." With both hands behind his back, Ba Jian spoke in a chivalrous manner.

"Are you done?" Ye Chenfeng said with a cold and proud expression, "I'm here for a competition, not to chat. If you're done, then let's begin the competition."

With that, Ye Chenfeng took out the middle grade Dao rank halberd from killing the ancient dead spirits, which weighed 300,000 pounds, and raised it up high, then pointed it at the overbearing sword with an ashen face.

"You're courting death!"

Although Ba Jian was a bit shocked, Ye Zichen actually had a heavenly halberd like Ye Zichen, the way Ye Zichen used the halberd to point at him infuriated him. With a roar, he pulled out the heavy sword from the scabbard on his back and swung towards Ye Zichen with the force of splitting a mountain.

"40 million jin of strength, explode!"

With a thought from Ye Zichen, the power of the Spiritual Bead from his five meridians erupted. He wielded the halberd that weighed three hundred thousand pounds, as he pushed forward with an unstoppable momentum, and heavily struck the heavy sword that was slashing at him.

"Boom!"

When the two great treasures collided, a deafening explosion immediately resounded.

The strong impact caused the space to distort, causing the entire arena to shake.

"What great power!"

Tyrant Sword was very confident in his own strength. There were few Star Domain experts who were stronger than him, but when they collided with Ye Chen's halberd, it made him feel as if he was facing a human being, causing him to feel pain.

After the halberd broke through the Tyrant Sword's attack, Ye Chenfeng continued to unleash a powerful force. He rotated the ancient halberd in his hands and unleashed a powerful attack. The shadow of the halberd, which contained forty million pounds of force, caused the Tyrant Sword's expression to change slightly.

However, as the eighth ranked expert of the Star Domain, Ba Jian knew that he could not retreat. He took a deep breath and released his strongest power to meet this attack.

However, the two of them fought back with force and fought fiercely for half an incense's time. The Tyrant Sword was gradually unable to withstand Ye Chenfeng's fierce attack, and it was forced back bit by bit.

When he retreated, the audience in the stands let out a cry of surprise. They did not dare to imagine that Ye Chenfeng, who was a half-step Battle-Beast King, could actually suppress the Tyrant Sword.

"Looks like this Hei Yan isn't a reckless youth. He has something to rely on to dare challenge the Luo Territory Lord."

"Right. Blackrock truly is quite powerful. However, the true terrifying aspect of the Overlord Sword is his Dao-intent attack. I imagine that by the time he uses a Dao-technique, he'll be defeated."

Many people were disappointed by Ye Zichen's strength, but most people still favored the eighth ranked Tyrant Sword in the Star Domain.

"Sword intent!"

Tyrant Sword's face was ashen as he took a deep breath, stabilizing his body that had lost control. The intent of the 70 Layered Sword gushed out of his strong body, crazily fusing into the Ancient Tattooed heavy sword.

Overcome by anger, Ba Jian prepared to use a powerful Dao technique in order to kill Ye Zichen in one go and save face.

"Stun Spell!"

Ye Zichen's attack speed was even faster. He stepped on his mirage and instantly appeared in front of Ba Jian, causing soul power to erupt in his brain, creating a terrifying force of dizziness that struck into Ba Jian's soul sea, causing his soul to tremble, causing a severe dizziness to appear in his mind.

While Ba Jian was feeling dizzy, Ye Zichen grabbed the halberd and walked forward, while thrusting it towards Ba Jian's chest.

"This is bad!"

In that critical moment, the powerful soul of the Tyrant Sword regained its consciousness. It held the ancient halberd horizontally in front of it, blocking the attack of the ancient halberd.

"Boom!"

The halberd heavily stabbed into the ancient sword, the force of 40 million jin instantly exploding forth along with the body of the sword, striking the chest of the Tyrant Sword.

"Pfft!"

A large amount of blood sprayed out from Ba Jian's mouth. When he was hit by the Dizzy spell, Ba Jian, who was slow to react, was injured by Ye Zichen's halberd. A large amount of blood sprayed out from Ba Jian's mouth.

"I want your life!"

Ba Jian ignored the injuries of his body and angrily roared. He pushed his Sword Truth and Blood Dao to their limits, wanting to launch a counterattack without caring about anything else.

However, the dizziness technique that Ye Zichen had used was impossible to defend against. It forcefully interrupted his Dao skill, causing his brain to go blank once again. He then continued to attack his body with the ancient halberd.

"Bam!"

Ye Zichen's halberd danced in the air and smashed down on Ba Jian's chest like it was sweeping through thousands of troops. The powerful force directly broke through Ba Jian's body and sent him flying out of the arena, causing him to lose the battle.

"Rahu, it's your turn. Come up and play."

Ye Zichen stabbed the three-hundred-thousand-pound halberd into the arena, then used his index finger to flick at the gloomy-looking Rahu, provoking him.