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"Despicable!"

"Bastard!"

"That kid is a scum!"

"How shameless of you, Senior Sister Wushuang!"

"This kind of disciple is such a shameless scum!" We, the Netherworld Sect disciples, feel ashamed of you! "Damn it!"

A large number of disciples glared at Lin Yue. To them, using such a vulgar method to force Qin Wushuang to step down from the stage was simply unforgivable.

Why did such a beautiful girl get taken advantage of by this brat!? "What a waste of good fortune, a waste of her pure and pure body!

Qin Wushuang landed on the ground, staggered, and fell to the ground. Immediately, a disciple rushed over indignantly, and shouted: "Senior Sister, let me help you!"

The disciple extended his hand, wanting to touch Lou Qin Wushuang's waist, but unexpectedly, a fiery lightning flashed. With a burst of blood light, the disciple's two arms were directly sliced off.

"All of you, scram!"

The disciple still wanted to go up and take advantage of Qin Wushuang, but who knew that Qin Wushuang was so ruthless that she instantly cut off both her arms. The disciple miserably screamed, and rolled on the ground in pain, scaring the other disciples who were rushing over to him, causing them to tremble in fear, and immediately retreated with their tails between their legs.

On the stage, when Lin Yue saw this scene, he sneered in his heart and silently said: "Serves you right!"

Qin Wushuang suddenly turned her head, her eyes filled with killing intent stared straight at Lin Yue, she fiercely gritted her teeth, and in the end, abruptly turned and left.

Lin Yue shook his head indifferently. Didn't he just bite you twice? You didn't bite me to death, but my teeth were almost shattered by you. Shameless? Hmph, I almost became a toothless person!

After the end of the third round of battles, finally, only sixteen disciples remained on the Longhu Arena.

Every single person was standing in a separate space. The auras they exuded were either domineering or cold. Sixteen auras soared into the sky, forming a pillar of light that was faintly discernible in the air.

By the fourth round, it would be a duel between true experts!

Amongst the sixteen people, the outer sect disciples had already been eliminated. The four Suppression Sect Expert s, Dugu Huang Yu, Lin Yue, and the ten inner sect elders' prized disciples had formed the final group.

Lee Fengxue's gaze swept across the ten inner sect elders' disciples on the stage and nodded slightly. These ten disciples were all sixth stage Martial Masters with powerful fighting capabilities, just a hair's breadth away from the four disciples.

Within the Netherworld Sect, there were elders who were truly talented.

Other than the ten disciples, the one who followed closely behind was the fifth stage of the Spirit Master Realm, Dugu Huangyu. Although he was only at the fifth stage of the Spirit Master Realm, but after these three rounds, his Thousand Extinction Blade s had never left their sheaths.

Dugu Huangyu was like a born beast. All that was in front of him were prey that he had been captured and killed!

In the eyes of the elders and the disciples, Lin Yue's three victories were considered unpopular, but in the eyes of Lee Fengxue and the four sect guarding experts, it was inevitable.

Ning Taiheng's disciple, would definitely not be too bad!

But in the fourth round, that was not necessarily the case. The strength of the remaining people were similar, and there was not much difference, or it could be said that, other than Lin Yue and the disciple named Xing Cang Long, the other people were all equally strong.

Xing Canglong was at the ninth level of the Martial Master realm and was only one step away from breaking through Martial Master. With such strength, no matter how strong he was, no matter who it was, they would all admit defeat.

Fortunately, in the fourth round, Lin Yue did not meet, but instead met an inner disciple called Huang Qin.

"Lin Yue, right? Do you still remember Pill Master Tuoba? "I took his Spirit Pill, so I have to work for him, he said that he wants you to die, tell me, what should I do?" Huang Gong flicked his finger on a Spirit Sword, his face revealing a sinister smile.

"Tuoba Kang!?" Lin Yue's eyes burned with a strong anger. Jin Chan had almost died because of Tuoba Kang's corruption, and before he even had the chance to take revenge, she had come looking for trouble again!

Huang Gong laughed lowly: "Yes, Tuoba Kang, my master is Lei Liang, a fourth stage Pill Master of our Netherworld Sect. In the future, Pill Master Tuoba will definitely become an elder level Pill Master of my Netherworld Sect as well, and I still need to borrow his power properly. So, this time, I must kill you.

Cooperate, don't move... What an arrogant attitude!

Lin Yue forcefully suppressed his anger, curled his lips, and cursed: "If there's only one idiot in the world, then it must be you, who are you to accept a Spirit Pill? Kill me? "How ridiculous, how stupid can you be!"

Huang Gong's face twitched, and his face instantly darkened. He said coldly: "Brat, do you still want to make a move and give it a try? I advise you not to waste any time, I'll just give you a quick death! "

Lin Yue scoffed, and laughed coldly: "Idiot! I already don't have the patience to play with you. If you really have the ability, then come and kill me! And they still want to take the Spirit Pill? Hehe, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to enjoy it! "

"Lin Yue! "I'll kill you!"

Huang Xun's lungs were already bursting with rage, and with a shake of his sword, he let out a dragon's roar, and a bunch of yellow light, like a dragon dancing, fiercely rushed towards Lin Yue!

"Yellow Dragon Sword Qi!"

Someone in the elder's seat cried out in surprise. He turned his head and looked towards an old man with gray hair who wore something similar to Daoist robes.

The old man was in his fifties, and his stature was only about five feet. His left arm had an empty sleeve, and only his right hand was crippled!

However, when everyone looked at him, their gazes were filled with fear and respect.

This was a guy who was almost obsessed with martial dao. When he entered the Flowing Wind Sect, he was already over forty years old, but he could be considered to be quite old.

However, in order to walk further in his path of martial arts, he had shockingly killed his wife and son, hoping to concentrate his attention. In these last few years, he had truly learnt his way, and now, he was at the peak of the Martial Master, among all the elders in the Netherworld Sect, he had become a legendary figure!

The Yellow Dragon Sword Qi was like a tornado that swept through the clouds. Its qi image was vigorous and it contained a faint infernal energy. It had the attitude of looking down on the heavens and earth!

Under the might of the dragon, they were all ants!

With a slash of the Taiyi Empyrean Sword, the Ink Sword was knocked back. Blood instantly flowed out of his tiger mouth, and he was shocked to see it crack apart with a single sword strike!

The overbearing Sword Qi rushed towards Lin Yue once again. From this sword, a dragon's roar, and a qi image of destroying mountains and rivers could be heard!

A deathly aura enveloped Lin Yue, causing his entire body to feel ice-cold. Inside the Divine Mansion, the Martial Soul began to jump with great force, streams of soul power fused into the blood vessels. More importantly, that day, that life and death situation had unaccountably welled up in Lin Yue's heart!

Unwillingness, anger, despair, nostalgia …

All sorts of thoughts gradually left Lin Yue's mind. Right now, there was only one thought in his mind, and that was to use the sword in his hand to kill the enemy in front of him!

When he realized this, the ice-cold feeling in his body quickly disappeared. Lin Yue raised his head coldly, and then, he waved his sword in a lonely manner!

Huang Gong used his yellow dragon sword qi to rush over, but Lin Yue seemed to ignore it, he did not care about anything anymore, even his own life and death, he did not care! Right now, he only had one thought in mind, and that was to kill!

Atop the Ink Sword, a two Zhang long sword light, like a soaring azure dragon, bravely struck out against the incoming Yellow Dragon!

"Roar!"

The resounding dragon's roar resounded through the Longhu Arena, causing the entire Longhu Arena to tremble. Following that, the brilliance faded, and the Spirit Sword in Huang Gong's hands started to crack inch by inch, while Lin Yue staggered, almost falling to the ground. He persevered and stared coldly at his opponent.

He looked at Lin Yue, and a stream of blood flowed down from his forehead. At first, it was only a thin line, but in the blink of an eye, the thin line had turned into the thickness of a finger, and in the next moment, the entire parietal bones were opened, and a scarlet red spring of liquid spurted out from within!

Below the stage, all of the disciples were shocked, even the elders looked on in disbelief. The old Daoist looked on with fervent eyes, not feeling sad at all for the death of his disciple, as if this matter was of no importance.

He stared at Lin Yue, his face flushed red, and excitedly muttered: "Sword Intent! It was actually sword intent! So powerful! I know, only when I'm on the verge of death can I unleash my sword intent! I'm going to die! I want to die once! "he shouted, and immediately flew out of the group, heading far out of the Netherworld Sect.