He no longer had the invincible heart, he no longer had the arrogance to run amok in the world!
Wan Cheng Yao roared in anger. He was constantly being defeated by Ye Xiwen and was in a somewhat embarrassing situation. After losing his invincible heart, he could only be defeated by Ye Xiwen again and again.
"It's a pity that he is already defeated." Warhawk shook his head and said.
"Yes." Ji Bright Moon and Wang Ziwei nodded. The three of them stood in front of the crowd with their hands clasped behind their backs.
"That Wan Cheng Yao is indeed formidable. He is at truth eighth stage and can be regarded as the top expert in the ten countries of Southeast region. I dare not say that I can defeat him, but in terms of strength, he is much stronger than Ye Xiwen. At most, Ye Xiwen is at truth sixth stage, but his body is too intrepid, so he has the capital to fight with truth eighth stage experts." Warhawk's vision could be described as sinister and instantly saw through Ye Xiwen's true strength, but in his heart, he knew that many people present could see through Ye Xiwen's background, so how could Wan Cheng Yao not see through Ye Xiwen's background? But even if he could see through Ye Xiwen's background, who could say that he could defeat Ye Xiwen?
It was precisely because of this that Ye Xiwen was even more terrifying. Truth sixth stage cultivators were able to fight truth eighth stage cultivators, Warhawk was also able to do the same, but that was only when he was at his peak, fighting an ordinary truth eighth stage cultivator was nothing more.
But who was Wan Cheng Yao? He was at the peak of truth eighth stage and was also a super genius who could kill enemies at a higher level than him. But now, he was actually defeated by someone at the peak of truth eighth stage. This kind of shock might be nothing more than shock, but for those who were used to killing enemies at a higher level than them, it was not just shock, but horror!
They were used to killing enemies at a higher level than them, but they also understood how difficult it was to kill enemies at a higher level than them, not to mention killing peerless geniuses at a higher level than them!
In other words, Ye Xiwen was going against the heaven's will.
"Wan Cheng Yao's strength is not inferior to Ye Xiwen's, in fact, he is even stronger than Ye Xiwen, but unfortunately, he has lost his ambition, I am afraid that it will be very difficult for him to make a comeback."
The surrounding people nodded in agreement with Warhawk's comment. Wan Cheng Yao had completely fallen into a disadvantageous position.
Relying on Phoenix regeneration technique, Ye Xiwen was not afraid of anything. He was courageous and unscrupulous in his attacks, but Wan Cheng Yao could not. Ye Xiwen could be defeated ten times and he could stand up ten times, but Wan Cheng Yao could only be defeated once. Wan Cheng Yao was defeated once and he began to hesitate. He had completely lost his imposing aura and was now waiting for the eighth prince to break free and then join hands to kill Ye Xiwen.
In the distance, the screams and screams of the Imperial Union and Wan True Union gradually disappeared because the disciples of the Imperial Union and Wan True Union who were besieged by the evil blood god had been nailed to death one by one.
"Hua!" The entire Sanguine Spirit Array collapsed in an instant. Mu Youran's face had completely turned pale, and there was not a trace of blood on his face.
His energy had been completely drained by the Xueling Great Array. Not only him, but also the disciples of the Xueling Sect in the Xueling Alliance were the same as Mu Youran. Some of them had even fainted from exhaustion.
The power of the Sanguine Spirit Array was so great that of course, it also consumed a lot of energy. Even with Mu Youran's level, he was almost completely drained of his Profound Qi.
However, at this time, no one dared to take advantage of the situation, even those who hated Xueling Union the most were no exception, because there were still two battles that had not yet been decided. They could only wait and see, and then decide whether to take action or not.
On another battlefield, the battle between Mu Ling and Jian Wuchen had also entered a white-hot stage. Although the destructive power of the battle between Mu Ling and Jian Wuchen was not as great as that of Ye Xiwen and the others, but the degree of cruelty was no less than that of Ye Xiwen and the others.
At this time, Jian Wuchen roared in a low voice. His whole body was dripping with blood and his bones were broken.
But Mu Ling's condition was not much better. Mu Ling's body was also covered with wounds, and there was a terrible wound running across his chest.
When the two of them met, it could be said that they were evenly matched. They had truly met their match.
At this time, Mu Ling's corpse water overflowed from his back, almost condensing into a yellow river, and rushed towards Jian Wuchen.
Mu Ling's fighting strength was too strong, and his imposing aura was constantly rising. There were signs of a breakthrough, and his attacks were getting fiercer and fiercer.
At this time, Jian Wuchen was not afraid at all. He summoned a white cloud to protect his body and rushed into the waves of the Yellow Spring River, cleaving through the waves and slashing towards Mu Ling.
"Boom!"
The terrible collision did not make the two of them retreat, but once again, they clashed again.
One point!
One point!
One point!
Mu Ling's fighting strength finally broke through under the terrible layers of pressure, and with a 'boom', Mu Ling's imposing aura instantly broke through and directly stepped into the eighth stage of truth realm.
The people who were watching from the side were dumbfounded. Such a battle could be called a life and death battle, but Mu Ling actually dared to use Jian Wuchen as a whetstone to break through to the eighth stage of truth realm. Such courage and strength were extraordinary.
"Shua!" Mu Ling's sword tip was like a cold light, pointing towards Jian Wuchen's neck.
"I won't kill you." Mu Ling said. Although he defeated Jian Wuchen, but he also admired Jian Wuchen, a man who only had eyes for the sword. From Ye Xiwen, he knew that Jian Wuchen was a very pure person, a pure sword man. From a sword slave, he slowly climbed up to his current position, which was indeed an outstanding talent.
"I will come to you again." Jian Wuchen indifferently said, then he turned around, stepped on the corpse water, and gradually disappeared from everyone's sight. Since his fellow disciples had died tragically, it was useless for him to stay.
Ye Xiwen caught a glimpse of Mu Ling's breakthrough to the eighth stage of truth realm, and his heart was filled with confidence.
Wan Cheng Yao was even more startled and angry, and instantly chopped his long blade towards Ye Xiwen, intending to kill him.
Ye Xiwen instantly stretched out both of his hands, and a golden Qi wave instantly swept across, directly tearing apart the Bladelight and rushed towards Wan Cheng Yao to kill him.
Ye Xiwen's hands shot out horizontally and directly hit Wan Cheng Yao's chest.
"Bang!" Wan Cheng Yao was sent flying, and once again, many of his bones were broken.
At this time, Wan Cheng Yao seemed to have been forced into a dead end by Ye Xiwen, and as if he had gone crazy, he stirred up the last trace of fierceness in his body, and like a madman, he fiercely attacked Ye Xiwen.
On the other side, the eighth prince was about to break the seal on his spear, and in just a few breaths, the eighth prince's skill was terrifying.
Wan Cheng Yao was like a ferocious beast, and his long blade and blade merged into one. Then, like a lightning, he chopped down towards Ye Xiwen.
"Go to hell!"
Wan Cheng Yao roared, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Ye Xiwen. This was a terrible attack.
Ye Xiwen's hands glowed with golden light, and as if tearing the space apart, a golden divinity swept out and fiercely collided with Wan Cheng Yao.
"Boom!" Both sides' attacks swept out, forming layers of Qi waves that swept out.
Looking at the crazed Wan Cheng Yao, Ye Xiwen sneered. He knew that Wan Cheng Yao was just like a cornered beast, but seeing that the eighth prince was about to break free, Ye Xiwen's movements became even faster. He must kill Wan Cheng Yao before the eighth prince came out, otherwise, it would become a tug-of-war again, which was not what Ye Xiwen wanted to see.
Ye Xiwen was sweeping around, but his heart was unusually calm. He was standing upright like a Devil God.
"Bang!" Ye Xiwen's palm hit Wan Cheng Yao's body.
Wan Cheng Yao was directly sent flying, and his sturdy body was sent flying upside down. Ye Xiwen suddenly jumped in mid-air, twisted his waist, and instantly stamped his foot towards Wan Cheng Yao.
"Ah!" The eighth prince roared and grabbed the spear on his body, and finally got out. He turned around and looked for Ye Xiwen, but at this time, he saw a shocking scene.
Ye Xiwen stepped out in mid-air, intending to trample Wan Cheng Yao into two halves, but how could Wan Cheng Yao let him do as he wished. His long blade chopped out a terrifying Bladelight, which was enough to shatter the universe, but it simply could not stop Ye Xiwen's foot. Ye Xiwen's divinity was concentrated in his foot, and instantly crushed Wan Cheng Yao's Bladelight, like a hot knife through butter, and directly stepped on Wan Cheng Yao's body.
"Bang!" A terrible sound of bones breaking resounded.
Wan Cheng Yao screamed, and his chest was completely crushed by Ye Xiwen's foot. Ye Xiwen's divinity instantly rushed into Wan Cheng Yao's body and instantly crushed it.
Wan Cheng Yao struggled for a while, but in the end, he could not resist the loss of vitality from his body and died.
"What?" The eighth prince looked at Wan Cheng Yao in disbelief. Just a moment ago, he had put all his energy into getting rid of Ye Xiwen's trap. He never thought that in such a short period of time, such a big change would actually take place. It could be said that it was an earth-shaking change.
"There is no one else here. Today, you will die without a doubt. I want to see who will save you today!" Ye Xiwen looked coldly at the eighth prince and said. Last time, he let the eighth prince escape, and the result was such a mess. Today, he must die.
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