Ye Taishan gulped. His hands were shaking as he held the daggers in the air.
"Ha …"
With an angry roar, Ye Taishan gritted his teeth and stabbed the two daggers into his left shoulder.
Blood. Large amounts of blood dripped from the daggers and dyed the floating platform red.
Ye Taishan's face turned pale. Zhou Yang was the same, but much worse than Ye Taishan's.
"Haha … fun, fun. Let's see who's stronger." Child laughed excitedly.
The corner of Zhou Yang's mouth curved into a smile. Then, his eyes narrowed. His right hand instantly grabbed a dagger and stabbed it into his abdomen, followed by a second, a third …
Four in a row, all stabbed into his stomach. The pungent smell of blood made everyone cover their noses.
"Seven, now it's seven. It's your turn, old man." Child stared at Ye Taishan.
"Can … can I stab somewhere else?" Ye Taishan's breathing had stabilized. He looked at Child and panted.
"Of course not. You have to stab where he stabs. Or else, die!"
Die!
Ye Taishan's face tightened. "Didn't you say that if I refuse, my power will be taken away? Why would I die?"
"Humph, I've changed my mind. If you refuse now, only death awaits you," Child said angrily.
"You …"
Ye Taishan clenched his teeth. But under Little Devil's angry stare, he didn't dare to say anything. After a while, he stabbed the daggers into his stomach one by one. When he stabbed the fourth, he finally couldn't take it anymore and knelt on the ground.
"Okay, kid. He's not dead yet. Now it's your turn. The last two, quick." Child turned and looked at Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang was already covered in blood, but he still had a smile on his face. He looked very evil.
"Zhou Yang …" Yue Siqin whispered, her eyes filled with sadness.
"Ye Taishan, the Zhou Clan has always treated you well, but you repaid kindness with ingratitude. After my father went to prison, you took over the Zhou Clan's business and tried everything to kill me."
The cold voice made Ye Taishan raise his head, shaking. He didn't know when, but there was regret in his eyes.
"I've said it before, the county city will definitely pay for this. Even if you can escape for now, you can't escape forever. Today is the day you, Ye Taishan, pay your debt."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yang grabbed the last two daggers and stabbed them into his left and right chest respectively.
This scene made everyone tremble with fear.
Even for a powerful martial artist, the heart was still a vital point. If it was pierced, there was an eighty to ninety percent chance that the martial artist would die on the spot. Even if their body was strong, they would only be able to hold on for a little longer.
Ye Taishan was so scared that his whole body was trembling, and he was lying on the ground.
"Old man, it's your turn. Hurry up!" The child roared.
"No … I can't take it anymore. Please let me go. Let me live. I am willing to be stripped of my cultivation." Ye Taishan knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the child.
"Hmph, since you don't want to do it yourself, let me help you."
The child completely ignored Ye Taishan's pleas for mercy, his little hands moved slightly, and the two daggers directly pierced into Ye Taishan's chest.
Ye Taishan flipped over and fell to the ground. Large amounts of blood gushed out of his mouth, but he was still not dead.
"Now, let's see who can last until the end. Haha … fun, this is so fun …" The child laughed maniacally.
"Zhou Yang, I'm begging you, just admit defeat. If you admit defeat, you will at most be stripped of your cultivation. That way, both of our lives will be spared. Also, as long as you promise me, the Ye Clan will return to the Zhou Clan and become your subordinate."
Ye Taishan's voice was extremely weak, and he looked at Zhou Yang with pleading eyes.
Zhou Yang coldly smiled. "Ye Taishan, ever since you betrayed the Zhou Clan, you were destined to die by my hands."
After speaking, Zhou Yang closed his eyes and let the blood flow out of his wounds. He quietly waited.
"No … I don't want to die, I don't want to die …"
Ye Taishan screamed at the top of his lungs, but the louder his voice got, the darker his eyes became. After a while, his voice stopped.
"Xian Xian … avenge … me …"
Before he could finish, Ye Taishan's last drop of blood flowed out.
Ye Taishan, dead!
"He's dead, he's dead … haha … this is too fun." The child laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back. After a long while, he looked at Zhou Yang. "Little brat, you put on a good show for us. I want to reward you."
As the child spoke, he blew a breath of air towards Zhou Yang. When this breath landed on Zhou Yang's body, the daggers on Zhou Yang's body fell off one by one, and his wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In less than ten breaths of time, Zhou Yang's complexion returned to normal.
He was completely healed!
Buzz …
At the same time, the light enveloping Zhou Yang emitted a gentle energy. The Magma Giant God Astral Soul behind Zhou Yang involuntarily appeared and fused into his body.
At this moment, Zhou Yang could feel the fusion rate of his Astral Soul continuously rising.
Kacha!
The thumb of his right hand emitted the sound of sparks, and soon after, it turned red.
His fifth finger, fusion rate 15%.
The increase in fusion rate also stimulated the Scarlet Flames in his body. In less than a few breaths of time, the Scarlet Flames in his body rose from the 5th level to the 6th level.
BOOM!
Clenching his fist, a beam of red light shot out from Zhou Yang's hand. At this moment, the weapons of everyone present trembled violently.
The Flame Magnetic Force was the nemesis of weapons.
Now, his Flame Magnetic Force had changed from the Flame Magnetic Finger to the Flame Magnetic Fist. With a punch, even if the opponent was a myriad of flying swords, he could still break it easily.
"The fusion rate of your Astral Soul has increased. What good luck." Xu Cangshan looked at Zhou Xianxian with a gloomy face, only to see that Zhou Xianxian's gaze was also very solemn.
"Zhou Yang, you offended your superiors and killed your own uncle. I, Zhou Xianxian, will not sit idly by," Zhou Xianxian said coldly.
Zhou Yang glanced at Zhou Xianxian and smiled. "Ye Taishan is only the first. The cleanup has just begun!"
Zhou Xianxian's eyes were filled with killing intent. At this moment, she suddenly realized that Zhou Yang was indeed not the Zhou Yang of the past.
The last time he returned, he could easily defeat Zhou Yang. Even with Zhou Yang's strength at that time, he was not even qualified to be looked at. However, in less than half a year's time, Zhou Yang's strength had even made her wary.
"Are you afraid?" Zhou Yang withdrew his Astral Soul and took a deep breath. "Zhou Xianxian, you always think that because you are from the Tiangang Sword Sect, you are superior to others and look down on me. Even now, you still think that I am not qualified to be your opponent. But unfortunately, when you still think that I am not qualified to be your opponent, I have already looked down on you. Just wait for the Zhou family's punishment."
"Hmph, you are not a threat to me. I, Zhou Xianxian, will always be a proud daughter of heaven that you cannot defeat." Zhou Xianxian glared at the child and said, "Still not going to continue?"
"Since you are so anxious, let's start the third round."
With a laugh from the child, the pearl in the air began to spin again.
The dark space became silent again. It seemed that only the pearl in the sky that kept spinning was left.
This was not a simple pearl, but a pearl that would decide everyone's fate.
"It's going to stop, it's going to stop …"
Everyone was extremely nervous. Their eyes kept moving along with the pearl, and finally stopped on Zhou Xianxian.
"It's going to stop. It's Zhou Xianxian, blue!" Yue Siqin shouted.
Blue represented dignity!
Dignity …
Zhou Xianxian's expression was a little ugly. She never thought that it would be her turn so soon.
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