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"Third Young Master!"

The two white-haired elders immediately became anxious when they saw Ye Zichen destroy the man with black robes with three stomps. They charged onto the bloodied arena without a care for anything else, wanting to kill Ye Chenfeng and take revenge for the man.

"Junior, do you dare to accept the challenge?" The two old men with white hair said.

"Good, good, good. Third Young Master, accompany me in death!"

The two white-haired elders were afraid that Ye Chenfeng would go back on his word, so they summoned two top-grade true spirit swords and attacked Ye Chenfeng from both the left and right, hoping to kill him together.

"Sigh, you don't even have a Heavenly Sacred Artifact? You're really unpresentable!"

Ye Zichen let out a soft sigh. More than two hundred top-grade true spirit swords flew out of his body, and quickly turned into an extremely powerful Cosmic Sword Formation in front of him, easily blocking the two's attacks.

"What? Two hundred and ten top-grade true spirit swords? Where did this fellow come from? How could his foundation be so deep?!"

The value of a top-grade true spirit sword was extremely high. It would already be extraordinary for an ordinary person to have two of them. However, Ye Zichen's sudden summoning of two hundred and ten shocked everyone present, causing everyone to feel incredulous.

"Heaven and Earth Sword Rain!"

Ye Zichen blocked the attacks of the two, then merged with the Blood of God and the Primal Chaos Pearl, forcefully raised his strength to the 4-star Dao Lord realm, and controlled his Heavenly Soul Sword to merge into the Cosmic Sword Formation. He then controlled the sword formation's amplifying power and turned into a boundless sword rain, attacking the two elders.

"Ghost Dragon Appears!"

The power of the Cosmic Sword Formation was too great. It instantly suppressed the two of them. In order to turn the situation around, the two of them used all their strength to defend as they called out two sinister Ghost Dragons, roaring and attacking Ye Zichen.

"Humph!"

With the two Ghost Dragons attacking him, Ye Zichen's entire strength instantly reached its limit. The Death Spirit Orb's power poured into his two fists, then he threw out two punches in a row towards the incoming Ghost Dragon.

"Aooo!"

The two ghost dragons immediately let out painful wails when they were attacked by Ye Zichen's fist aura that was filled with the power of death. Cracks appeared on their sinister dragon heads, while their huge bodies were even shook, causing them to roll backwards.

"Heaven and Earth Star Seal!"

Following that, Ye Zichen quickly twisted his hands, causing surging dao energy and energy to merge together, forming two square seals that contained the stars in the sky. He viciously struck the huge bodies of the two ghost dragons, causing a terrifying destructive force to directly shatter their bodies, shattering them.

"Heaven and Earth Strike!"

After shattering the two Ghost Dragons, Ye Zichen flew into the air and controlled the two hundred Cosmic Sword to transform into two gigantic swords with his willpower. Then, he slashed at the two white-haired elders with his Heavenly Waterfall Dao Insight.

"Dodge!"

Sensing how terrifying the Heaven and Earth Great Sword was, the two white-haired old men did not dare to meet it head on, instinctively dodging to the side.

Although they relied on their speed to dodge the Qiankun attack, the force of the Qiankun energy that filled the air still managed to injure them and even slightly lost control of their bodies.

"Swoosh!"

A sword light flashed under Ye Chenfeng's feet, then appeared like a bolt of lightning beside a white-haired elder.

"Die!"

Ye Zichen struck out with his palm, causing purple lightning to appear. A terrifying bolt of purple lightning struck out towards the white-haired elder.

Sensing the terror at the peak, the white-haired old man continued to use his defensive trump cards.

However, the purple lightning instantly attacked was as powerful as a low-grade transcendent saint artifact. A five star ghost lord white-haired old man was simply unable to resist it.

As the cards he had summoned shattered one by one, the seemingly unstoppable purple lightning smashed into his body, directly shattering half of his body and fell limply to the ground.

"Big brother!"

Seeing that his comrade was in danger, the other white-haired elder let out an angry and sorrowful roar and used all his strength to attack Ye Chenfeng, wanting to save his elder brother.

"No one can save him!"

Ye Zichen's speed was even faster. He instantly appeared in a pool of blood, then stepped on the white-haired old man's head, crushing his soul and killing him on the spot.

"I'll kill you!"

As he watched his big brother get crushed to death by Ye Chenfeng, the remaining white-haired old man let out a sorrowful cry. He burned his spirit energy and core at all costs, launching a fierce attack at Ye Chenfeng in hopes of killing him.

"Sword tornado, trap!"

With a thought, the two hundred swords quickly rotated and turned into a terrifying sword tornado, trapping the white-haired old man inside and frantically destroying his body.

"Ghost Fiend Art!"

After being attacked by the sword tornado, the white-haired old man increased the speed of the Demon Art's circulation to the maximum as he attacked with all his might, forcefully tearing the extremely powerful sword tornado into pieces.

"It won't be so easy to come up with one!"

Ye Zichen sneered, then threw a punch towards him. The fist that was filled with more than five billion pounds of power and Dao Insight ruthlessly shot towards him, and the instantaneous explosion of energy forced him back into the sword tornado.

"No!"

Under the attacks of the Heaven and Earth Sword Formation, the white-haired old man's injuries worsened. The sharp Heaven and Earth swords continued slashing at his body, extinguishing his life force.

Gradually, the power of the white-haired old man's attack grew weaker and weaker. He no longer had the strength to tear apart the Heaven and Earth Sword Formation.

"Human brat, this old man will not let you off even if I become a ghost!"

His life was gone. The white-haired old man let out a mournful and angry roar, and detonated his Origin Core at all costs in order to launch the most fatal attack towards Ye Chenfeng.

"Boom!"

A pillar of energy shot up into the sky, exploding the sword tornado that had devoured him, and struck towards Ye Chenfeng at an extremely fast speed.

However, Ye Zichen's reaction was extremely fast. He quickly retreated to the edge of the arena and blocked the fatal blow from the white-haired elder's self-detonation using his powerful physical body.

"Withdraw!"

When the power of the self-destruct of the Dao-core gradually dissipated, Ye Zichen thought about it, then took away the items left behind by the three people in black robes. Under everyone's gazes of reverence, he jumped down from the arena and prepared to leave with Xia Wendie.

"You're quite bold, to actually dare to kill the third young master and two elders of the Ghost Clan in public. Aren't you afraid of the Ghost Clan taking revenge?"

Suddenly, a beautiful figure appeared in front of the two of them and spoke in a clear voice.

"It's you!" Ye Chenfeng was stunned. He never would have thought that he would see the girl in the colorful dress, who had an extraordinary background, when they first met on Ancestral Street. "I will not show mercy to the enemy, regardless of his identity."

"You talk too much!" Tall, wearing a long white dress, with an air of elegance, the woman whose beauty could not be measured took the initiative to ask: "Are you free? Let's find a place to sit! "

"Alright!"

Ye Zichen nodded, then followed her out of the noisy arena. They arrived at a teahouse with an elegant environment and flowers on the lakeside.