"Hand over the secret technique? Impossible! "
Wiping away the blood at the corner of his mouth, Yen Seung-yueh's expression was extremely cold!
If you want to fight, then let's fight. He didn't want such charity. Furthermore, he would never hand over the secret technique.
This was his pride, and it was also his choice.
"Hehe... is that so?"
The Third Young Master didn't seem to be surprised by Yen Seung-yueh's choice. A cold smile hung on his lips as disdain flashed in his eyes.
"Very well!"
Following which, the Third Young Master's smile became even brighter. "I will make you hand it over!"
"Just now, I only used Level 60 of my strength. Now, I will show you what I look like with Level 80 of my strength. Can you withstand it?"
The Third Young Master's tone suddenly turned serious.
Swoosh...
As soon as he finished his words, the Third Young Master disappeared from the spot.
There were no signs of him at all.
"So fast!"
Yen Seung-yueh's expression changed.
Previously, the Third Young Master's speed was already very fast.
That kind of speed was enough to make Yen Seung-yueh feel despair. He even had to use his blood as a guide to activate the secret technique. Only then, Yen Seung-yueh could barely keep up with the Third Young Master's speed.
However, that was only Level 60 of the Third Young Master's strength? This result left Yen Seung-yueh in disbelief.
Just how strong was this damned fellow?!
Is Level 60 of his strength enough to crush me?! Yen Seung-yueh felt indignant.
The Third Young Master was much stronger than the Ninth Young Master.
Now, as the Third Young Master's strength increased once again, Yen Seung-yueh felt a sense of helplessness.
He had already displayed his strength to the limit.
If this continued, only death awaited him.
"Bastard, Wang Chen, this is all I can do. When will you be back? "
Thinking of Wang Chen, Yen Seung-yueh felt bitter in his heart.
Now, perhaps only with Wang Chen's return would there be a glimmer of hope for the two of them to deal with the guy in front of them.
Persevere!
At this thought, Yen Seung-yueh had no other choice. He could only persevere.
Gritting her teeth, Yen Seung-yueh faced the empty world and closed her eyes.
His eyes were useless now.
At this moment, facing the terrifying speed of the San Gongzi, her eyes could no longer provide any help. In fact, it could only confine Yen Seung-yueh.
If he wanted to obtain the last glimmer of hope, he could only rely on his own feelings.
"Dream on!"
Suddenly, Yen Seung-yueh, who had her eyes closed, seemed to have sensed something and roared loudly.
Boom …
As soon as he finished speaking, he punched forward with both fists.
Bang …
In the blink of an eye, a dull collision sound was heard. It was as if heaven and earth had collided, and endless waves of air surged out.
Hu hu hu …
The wind howled.
Puchi …
Spurting out a mouthful of fresh blood, Yan Chengyue's figure paused, and his entire person flew out backward.
"Not bad. You can sense my movements? Compared to that trash, Ninth Young Master, he was much better. However, this was not enough. If this is all you've got, then wait for your death! "
After sending Yen Seung-yueh flying with a single move, the San Gongzi stood where Yen Seung-yueh was standing with a cold expression.
Looking at the bloodied Yen Seung-yueh, who was sent flying like a broken kite, the San Gongzi narrowed his eyes.
Hua …
Suddenly, as soon as the San Gongzi finished his words, a formless wave of air surged out.
Following which, the San Gongzi disappeared from his spot once again.
Faster, faster, faster!
Unparalleled speed. Faster than before.
Bang bang bang …
The scene from the very beginning replayed itself.
In the air, Yen Seung-yueh's body seemed to have started to float without any warning. He was like a sandbag, constantly enduring the sudden attacks from the void.
Fresh blood turned into a rain of blood.
"Argh …"
A blood-curdling scream could be heard, sounding heart-wrenching.
Crack crack crack …
Following which, the crisp sound of something breaking could be heard.
Yen Seung-yueh's arm had been blasted apart in a single strike.
Bang …
Another cloud of bloody mist exploded.
Yen Seung-yueh's other arm turned into a mass of flesh and blood, flying in all directions.
Crack crack crack …
Following which, the crisp sound of something breaking could be heard.
Amidst the sound of something breaking, Yen Seung-yueh's chest caved in horribly.
He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Within the fresh blood, there were countless pieces of his internal organs.
Injuries that could kill an ordinary person countless times had befallen Yen Seung-yueh at this moment.
If not for Yen Seung-yueh's strength and vitality, how could he have lasted until now?
Even so, at this moment, Yen Seung-yueh's eyes were still dim and his mind was blank. He had almost lost consciousness.
His divine soul was almost completely destroyed.
Bang …
At this moment, Yen Seung-yueh was smashed onto a huge rock a few hundred meters away!
Under the immense force, the huge rock was smashed into pieces. Yen Seung-yueh remained motionless.
"You're just an ant!"
After doing all this, the San Gongzi finally appeared in this world.
Looking at Yen Seung-yueh, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, the San Gongzi smirked in disdain.
Deng deng deng …
Following which, the San Gongzi slowly walked towards Yen Seung-yueh.
"I've already given you a chance. Unfortunately, you chose to give it up. Now, you no longer have a chance. Tell me the secret method and I'll leave you with a complete corpse. Otherwise, you'll wish you were dead! I'm curious, what can the divine soul of the Demonic God's inheritor bring me? "
With a crazed look in his eyes, the San Gongzi became agitated.
Unable to obtain the secret method?
That's fine.
If he could obtain the divine soul of the Demonic God's inheritor, it might not be a bad thing.
The divine soul of a True God's inheritor, even an incomplete remnant soul, could bring him great benefits. What about the divine soul of the Demonic God's inheritor?
The San Gongzi's eyes flickered.
"Huff huff huff …"
Hearing the San Gongzi's words, the dazed Yen Seung-yueh let out a soft groan and gasped for breath.
It was as though his body no longer belonged to him, and his divine soul was on the verge of collapse.
Is this the strength of the man in front of me?
How strong was he at his peak?
A self-mocking smile appeared on Yen Seung-yueh's pale face.
Is this the difference between us?
I'm an ant, and the man in front of me is like a towering mountain. He can crush me at any time.
Thinking about this, Yen Seung-yueh felt indignant.
However, he no longer had the strength to resist.
"Do it!"
With the last of his strength, Yen Seung-yueh slowly closed his eyes.
Death?
Death isn't scary.
If he were to lose the last bit of his pride before he died, that would be the scariest thing to do.
"Wang Chen? I hope he can survive this! "
The last bit of his consciousness fell on Wang Chen. Yen Seung-yueh couldn't help but smile bitterly.
He knew that such a chance was minuscule.
"Hmm? Great! Since you've given up on another chance, don't blame me for being rude! "
Seeing that Yen Seung-yueh had made another wrong choice, the San Gongzi's face turned cold.
"Go to hell!"
With a cold snort, the San Gongzi punched forward with his right hand.
A reckless ant. Since he didn't know what's good for him, he could only kill him.
Boom …
The wind from his palm whistled.
In an instant, time and space froze.
Amidst the powerful blast, Yen Seung-yueh spat out another mouthful of blood.
However, there wasn't any fear on his face!
On the contrary, there seemed to be a sense of relief?
How many years has it been?
On this path of martial arts, he's been struggling and fighting. Is this the end result?
Yen Seung-yueh let out a self-mocking laugh.
Alright. Let's put an end to this.
Closing his eyes, Yen Seung-yueh gave up.
He had no other choice but to give up.
The time spent waiting for death seemed to be exceptionally long.
He could clearly hear the wind from the palm whistling towards him. He could clearly feel the coldness gradually taking over his body …
In an instant, it felt like ten thousand years had passed.
"Trying to kill him? Dream on! "
However, just when Yen Seung-yueh had given up completely, and the San Gongzi's palm was about to land on Yen Seung-yueh, a sudden roar was heard.
This roar tore the frozen Heaven and Earth apart, causing time and space to be in disorder.
Boom …
Following this roar, the entire space was thrown into chaos. A powerful blast of air exploded.
Roar …
The solid blast of air turned into a ferocious beast, roaring as it charged towards the San Gongzi.
"Hmm?"
This sudden change caused the San Gongzi's expression to change slightly.
"It's him!"
This sudden roar seemed to have expelled the coldness. Yen Seung-yueh, who was on the brink of death, seemed to have thought of something. He opened his eyes, and a trace of hope flashed across his lifeless eyes.
"I forgot about you!"
After a slight pause, the San Gongzi seemed to have thought of something and snorted coldly.
And this pause gave Yen Seung-yueh a chance.
The desire to live made Yen Seung-yueh's figure flicker. Exhausting the last of his energy, he executed his secret technique once again. He turned into thick smoke and drifted backwards!
It was extremely strange.
"Scram!"
Yen Seung-yueh, who was already regarded as a dead man, managed to escape once again?
This was unacceptable to the San Gongzi.
This was an unexpected result.
Where did this guy get the energy to escape?
Was this the desire to live?
Towards the guy who ruined his plans, the San Gongzi was naturally filled with killing intent.
Pa pa pa …
Amidst the roar, he flicked his wrist. The palm that was destined to take Yen Seung-yueh's life was blasted towards the ferocious beast.
Boom …
Boom …
Boom …
The sky fell and the earth cracked.
Dust filled the sky, sand and pebbles were sent flying.
The entire world turned pitch-black.
A boundless gale swept out in all directions with this strike.
The boundless gale from the palm seemed to be solid as it swept forward with irresistible force.
The earth trembled and the sky wept.
Crackle, crackle …
Amidst the roar, bolts of lightning tore through the field and tore the sky apart.
"Break!"
When the gale from the palm was about to reach its end, the cold snort from before was heard once again.
Amidst a red light, a huge cauldron descended from the sky like a mountain.
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