Sometimes, it's not a bad thing to leave an opponent alive, isn't it?
At the very least, the San Gongzi didn't feel any pressure from Yen Seung-yueh. At least, it seemed so.
"Leave?"
However, Yen Seung-yueh was so angry that he laughed in response to the San Gongzi's disdainful gaze.
It didn't feel good to be looked down upon. He could clearly feel the disdain in the man's eyes.
"Kill Wang Chen? Dream on! "
Yen Seung-yueh snorted coldly with a gloomy expression.
As his voice fell, his body slightly arched.
The man in front of him was powerful.
This was something Yen Seung-yueh could clearly feel.
The man just stood there quietly, but he brought an unprecedented pressure to the people around him.
This was the strongest opponent he had ever met.
Yen Seung-yueh didn't dare to be careless.
There was even a chill in his heart.
Logic told Yen Seung-yueh that leaving now was the best choice. However, he couldn't do that.
Wang Chen didn't abandon him in times of danger. How could he leave alone?
Thinking of Wang Chen in the Heaven and Earth Cauldron behind him, Yen Seung-yueh's expression turned serious.
"You want to fight me?"
Sensing Yen Seung-yueh's will, the San Gongzi laughed in anger.
He had already given him a chance. However, in this world, there were always people who didn't know what was good for them.
These people didn't seem to cherish their lives.
"It seems like you don't want this chance. You only have one chance. If you don't cherish it, then it's gone! "
The San Gongzi narrowed his eyes, and his tone turned cold.
Leave an opponent for me? "
It seemed like a good choice.
However, since this opponent was too stupid, there was no point in leaving him alive.
"Cut the crap. If you want to fight, let's fight!"
Hearing the San Gongzi's words, Yen Seung-yueh bellowed.
This battle was unavoidable.
"Hehe..."
Yen Seung-yueh's domineering attitude made the San Gongzi laugh again.
"Good, very good!"
A cold glint flashed in the Third Young Master's eyes. "There's a path to heaven, but you refuse to take it. There's no door to hell, but you insist on barging in? Since that's the case, then don't blame me for being impolite! "
Swish swish …
As soon as he finished speaking, the Third Young Master dashed out like a ray of light. Like a ferocious tiger descending the mountain, he charged straight at Yen Seung-yueh.
Boom …
The wind howled and the air exploded.
The powerful shockwave even caused the entire space to shatter.
Quick! Quick, quick!
Other than fast, there was no other word that could describe Third Young Master's speed.
"So fast!"
Yen Seung-yueh couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air at the sudden scene.
What a fast speed, what a terrifying aura.
Although he knew that the Third Young Master was powerful, he seemed to be even more powerful than he had imagined.
For a moment, Yen Seung-yueh was unable to pinpoint the location of the San Gongzi.
This was a crushing advantage in speed.
A wave of coldness engulfed Yen Seung-yueh. He felt as though he had fallen into an icehouse.
Bang …
Before waiting for Yan Chengyue to react, a muffled rumbling sound rang out.
"No …"
Puchi …
With a groan, Yen Seung-yueh opened his mouth and spat out two mouthfuls of blood.
At this very moment, Yan Chengyue's entire person was like a giant rock, being flung out.
Whoosh …
With a pale face, Yen Seung-yueh felt as though his body was about to shatter.
The wind howled in his ears. In an instant, Yen Seung-yueh felt as though his mind had gone blank.
So powerful.
"Too slow!"
However, before Yen Seung-yueh could land on the ground, a cold voice resounded in his ears once again.
There was even a hint of disdain and mockery in the voice.
Too slow!
To the Third Young Master, Yen Seung-yueh's speed was too slow. His reaction was also too slow! He had no way of defending himself.
Bang bang bang …
His figure flickered. In the next moment, a dull explosion resounded.
Between heaven and earth, there were shadows everywhere.
Every rumble was accompanied by a muffled groan.
Every groan was accompanied by a spurt of blood.
This was a complete suppression. This was a complete devastation.
Yen Seung-yueh's body was sent flying in the air. He was like a sandbag that was constantly being attacked.
Blood spurted out and a bloody mist filled the sky.
Crack crack crack …
Indistinctly, the sound of bones breaking could be heard continuously.
His consciousness even started to blur.
Pain. Endless pain eroded all of Yen Seung-yueh's senses.
His body seemed to be torn apart and no longer belonged to him.
Yen Seung-yueh wanted to resist, but he was powerless.
The difference in strength was actually so huge.
Who was this? Why did the man in front of him want to kill Wang Chen? Someone from the Dragon Slaying Pavilion?
Too many thoughts flashed through Yen Seung-yueh's mind.
"No …"
Opening his mouth, Yen Seung-yueh wanted to scream, but he suffered another heavy injury.
"Hmph, that's all. Demonic God's inheritance? Still too weak. Die! "
After suffering countless blows, when Yan Chengyue turned into a bloody man, an impatient voice finally reached his ears. "You're right, you're right.
Third Young Master!
Seeing that Yen Seung-yueh had no strength to fight back, the Third Young Master was prepared to kill him.
Such a one-sided suppression did not bring the Third Young Master the slightest bit of joy.
He could not wait to kill Wang Chen.
Anyone who stood in his way was his enemy. Since this Demonic God's inheritor was overestimating himself, why should he give him a chance?
He's just a chicken and a dog. I'll destroy him directly.
Boom …
Thinking of this, the Third Young Master's hand exploded with red light.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh …
Amidst the raging wind, the irresistible blow went straight for Yen Seung-yueh's vitals.
The world seemed to have frozen, and time seemed to have stopped.
In an instant, the aura of death completely enveloped Yen Seung-yueh.
It was a feeling of falling into hell.
It was as if the Grim Reaper's scythe was already falling towards him.
Vitals!
If this attack hit, Yen Seung-yueh was clear that he would most likely die. There was almost no hope of him surviving.
"No … Don't even think about it …"
Finally, at the edge of death, when the fist was about to land, Yen Seung-yueh roared.
His eyes were bloodshot.
"Open!"
With a roar, Yen Seung-yueh's figure suddenly turned illusory.
Boom …
A powerful aura spread out in an instant.
A wave of black smoke spread out, and in an instant, it completely enveloped Yen Seung-yueh.
Boom …
At the same time, the Third Young Master's fist exploded.
However, it only managed to disperse the layer of black smoke.
There was no fall as expected, nor was there any substantial impact.
"Hmm?"
In the face of this sudden situation, even the Third Young Master's body froze as a look of astonishment appeared on his face.
"It's empty?"
Standing on the spot, the Third Young Master squinted his eyes as he looked at the dissipating black smoke.
"I've underestimated you. You have such a technique? "
The Third Young Master muttered to himself.
A glint flashed in his eyes, and there was even a hint of excitement.
How long had it been since he had such a feeling?
The Demonic God's inheritance? Indeed, it was not a simple existence.
However, it was precisely because it was not simple that the Third Young Master was thoroughly interested in it. Wasn't it?
Even the Ninth Young Master could not give the Third Young Master such a feeling.
"Very good!"
The Third Young Master muttered to himself, before closing his eyes.
"Still trying to hide? Get out here! "
Suddenly, the Third Young Master opened his eyes, as if he had sensed something. A cold glint flashed in his eyes.
Hua …
He reached out with his hand, tearing the heavens and earth apart.
Pfft …
Another mouthful of blood spurted out. Amidst the shattering heavens and earth, a figure was flung out.
It was Yen Seung-yueh, who was hiding in the void.
At this moment, Yen Seung-yueh's face was pale, without a trace of blood.
His body was drenched in blood, and it was a terrifying sight.
There was a hint of heaviness in his eyes.
Yen Seung-yueh steadied himself.
He had still been discovered.
At that critical moment, Yen Seung-yueh had used a forbidden art at all costs, and he had managed to escape.
However, danger was about to strike again.
Seeing the Third Young Master pouncing over with extreme speed, Yen Seung-yueh took in a cold breath.
He was truly an expert, very, very strong.
Even if he and Wang Chen worked together, they would not be a match for him. Furthermore, he was alone now.
"Bastard!"
At the thought of this, Yen Seung-yueh felt extremely aggrieved.
"Trying to kill me? That's not enough! "
Yen Seung-yueh bellowed.
Pfft …
As soon as he finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and Yen Seung-yueh quickly formed a few complicated and strange seals.
Buzz …
As the blood was infused, and the seals were formed, Yen Seung-yueh's figure suddenly turned illusory.
A layer of black smoke enveloped Yen Seung-yueh.
Swoosh swoosh …
His figure flickered strangely, and his movements were erratic.
Bam bam bam …
This time, Yen Seung-yueh was not suppressed, and he clashed with the Third Young Master with extreme speed.
Every clash was as fast as lightning, and incomparably ferocious.
With every clash, the black smoke would dissipate, and Yen Seung-yueh would mysteriously appear in another place.
It was as if he was everywhere, and as if he wasn't anywhere.
Even the Third Young Master's expression turned solemn.
"Very good, you are indeed the inheritor of the Demonic God. Is this the secret art passed down by the Demonic God? Not bad! "
After exchanging dozens of blows, the Third Young Master stabilized his figure, and did not attack again. He took in a deep breath, and squinted his eyes at Yen Seung-yueh, who was not far away.
A strange secret art, a strange movement technique, and a sudden increase in speed …
This made the Third Young Master's eyes lit up.
At the very least, it should be comparable to a great mystique, right?
Even the Third Young Master could not help but be tempted.
"However, how much longer do you think you can hold on? Using the blood as a catalyst, in exchange for temporary strength. Hehe … this secret art is not easy to sustain! Moreover, I can tell you that this is not my full strength. Now, I'll give you a chance. Hand over the secret art, and leave now, and I'll spare your life! "
The Third Young Master said expressionlessly.
Once again, he gave them a chance. However, this time, there was an additional condition.
Needless to say, Yen Seung-yueh's secret art made the Third Young Master yearn for it.
At their level, how precious was this secret art? The Third Young Master was very clear.
If he could obtain this secret art …
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