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Chapter 271

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Blood Ape Bloodline

"Phew, the second killing halo is finally about to be condensed."

After refining the Death Qi absorbed into his body, Ye Chenfeng felt that he would soon be able to cultivate to the second layer of the Eight Sha Asura Technique and condense the second killing halo.

Once he condensed the second killing halo, his attacking power would increase by two times, and a full-power attack would be enough to injure an ordinary King.

The next morning, Ye Chenfeng and Yue Nichang left the Green Bamboo House and arrived at the slaughterhouse once more.

After seeing Ye Chenfeng use the Wrath of Divine Punishment and instantly kill Lang Teng, the unfortunate opponents all chose to admit defeat. In less than a morning, Ye Chenfeng's winning streak had reached eighty-one matches, obtaining a total of six hundred slaughter points.

"Ye Chenfeng, you indeed did not disappoint me. Looks like we will be able to fight tomorrow."

Xiahou Xueye, who was wearing a blood-red robe, sat among the crowd and drank a mouthful of blood-red liquid. He looked at Ye Chenfeng with a high battle intent and revealed a demonic smile.

With his extraordinary background, he loved to personally destroy peerless geniuses and step on their corpses to reach the peak of martial arts.

This was also the reason why he wanted to duel with Ye Chenfeng. He wanted to destroy Ye Chenfeng with his own hands and add a thick stroke to his own martial path experience.

"Elder Tan, that Ye Chenfeng has already obtained eighty-one consecutive victories, and no one is willing to fight him anymore. If this continues, he and Xiahou Xueye will both obtain the hundred victory emblem."

Ye Chenfeng's momentum was unstoppable. When he obtained 81 consecutive victories, someone immediately reported this news to Elder Tan.

"No one is willing to fight him. Then arrange for our people to go up and give him ninety-nine victories."

After witnessing Ye Chenfeng's terrifying talent and strength, Elder Tan knew that it would be very difficult for him to stop him from advancing, so he ordered in a low voice.

"Ye Chenfeng, Xiahou Xueye, I really want to know who will have the last laugh." Elder Tan's deep eyes shone brightly. He was looking forward to the battle between the two of them.

"Interesting, very interesting. Perhaps we will be able to fight today."

Seeing Ye Chenfeng's opponents concede one after another, and seeing Ye Chenfeng's winning streak continue to increase, Xiahou Xueye revealed a cold smile.

"What's going on? Why are they all conceding? I came especially to watch Ye Chenfeng's match. "

"Refund my money! Refund my money! I didn't spend my money to watch him concede!"

As all of Ye Chenfeng's opponents admitted defeat, the entire spectator stands became noisy. Complaints, insults, and shouts could be heard incessantly.

Soon, Ye Chenfeng's winning streak, and so quickly, Ye Chenfeng's winning streak to reach ninety-nine consecutive victories.

"I'm finally going to aim for a hundred victories. I wonder how strong my next opponent will be."

Standing proudly in the center of the arena, Ye Chenfeng's heart was as calm as still water as he listened to the surrounding noise. He patiently waited for his final opponent to appear.

He had a feeling that the Slaughterhouse would not let him obtain the hundred-victory emblem so easily. His final opponent was probably not simple.

"Ye Chenfeng, do you need to rest? I can give you some time to rest. "

Just as Ye Chenfeng was patiently waiting, Xiahou Xueye finished drinking the blood-like liquid in one gulp and slowly stood up. His clanging words were like cannonballs, exploding in everyone's ears.

"No need!"

Ye Chenfeng looked at Xiahou Xueye, and his pupils immediately shrank into the most dangerous pinholes. He could sense a strong sense of danger from Xiahou Xueye's tyrannical eyes.

"Since that's the case, let's fight."

As he spoke, Xiahou Xueye leapt up, leaving a blood-red streak of light in the air. With a sharp killing intent, he appeared in the arena at an extremely fast speed.

Feeling the killing intent that Xiahou Xueye deliberately released, Ye Chenfeng was like a boulder. He stood in place without moving, and there was not the slightest change in expression on his face.

"My favorite thing in life is to step on the corpses of geniuses. Also, remember my name. I'm Xiahou Xueye."

Xiahou Xueye held the blood-red spear in his hand and pointed it at Ye Chenfeng as he spoke with a high fighting spirit.

"You're really boring."

Hearing Xiahou Xueye's arrogant provocation, Ye Chenfeng's heart did not ripple at all as he spoke indifferently.

Although Xiahou Xueye was very strong, there was still a certain gap between his strength and that of an evil cultivator. Ye Chenfeng did not take him to heart.

"Ye Chenfeng versus Xiahou Xueye … This Slaughterhouse is really scheming. They actually let these two people with ninety-nine consecutive victories fight at the last moment. I wonder who will be able to step on the other's corpse and obtain the Hundred Victories Emblem!"

"No matter what, this battle will be unprecedentedly exciting. This money was well spent."

Looking at the two proud figures standing there, almost everyone's eyes were attracted to them, and the entire stands became noisy.

"Ye Chenfeng, I'll let you know who is the real king here."

As he spoke, Xiahou Xueye's fighting spirit rose to the peak. An unparalleled fighting spirit spread out like a tide, then spread again and again, attacking Ye Chenfeng's heart.

Affected by the fighting spirit released by Xiahou Xueye, Ye Chenfeng's pupils shrank. The Eight Sha Asura Technique involuntarily circulated, and the killing intent accumulated in his blood and bones erupted from his body, instantly tearing apart Xiahou Xueye's fighting spirit.

The previously noisy viewing platform was also affected by Ye Chenfeng's killing intent. The atmosphere was unprecedentedly stifling.

"Ye Chenfeng, you are indeed a good opponent."

Feeling the killing intent released by Ye Chenfeng, Xiahou Xueye's deep eyes flashed with a cold light. The blood-red spear pierced through the air, piercing towards Ye Chenfeng's chest at an astonishing speed.

"Shifting Shadows!"

A light flashed under Ye Chenfeng's feet, and he instantly transformed into nine fast afterimages, dodging Xiahou Xueye's spear attack.

Swish swish swish!

After Ye Chenfeng dodged the attack, Xiahou Xueye quickly turned around, instantly creating dozens of spear shadows that enveloped the rapidly dodging Ye Chenfeng.

"Three hundred and fifty thousand kilograms of force, Collapsing Cloud Palm!"

Unable to dodge, Ye Chenfeng roared. His powerful physical strength poured into his right arm, and an unparalleled cloud piercing palm light shot out. Wherever it went, the air exploded, and the airflow surged. The palm light, which was compressed to the extreme, directly destroyed the incoming spear light.

"What powerful strength."

Feeling the destructive power of the Collapsing Cloud Palm, Xiahou Xueye's expression changed slightly. The spear, which was filled with explosive power, pierced through the Collapsing Cloud Palm and continued to attack Ye Chenfeng.

"Spear Aura!"

Feeling the spear aura of Xiahou Xueye's spear, Ye Chenfeng immediately took out his Titanic Fault Heavenly Sword to meet it.

A powerful killing aura surged out of the killing halo, continuously increasing Ye Chenfeng's attack power.

"Buzz!"

The tip of the sword and spear collided, creating ripples of energy. Dense water ripples appeared in the air.

Bam bam!

Taking Ye Chenfeng's Perfect Sword Aura head-on, Xiahou Xueye, who also did not fuse with his spiritual beast, was forced back. The blood and Qi in his body churned violently.

"You're just so-so!"

Looking at Xiahou Xueye, whose breathing was chaotic and hurried, Ye Chenfeng revealed a faint smile and mocked him.

"Ye Chenfeng, I'll let you know my true strength soon."

Xiahou Xueye sucked in a deep breath and suppressed the surging Qi and blood in his body. A blood-red, muscular Blood Ape appeared behind him. It bared its fangs and let out a hiss.

When Xiahou Xueye fused with the Sanguine Ape, a powerful bloodline power was emitted from Xiahou Xueye's body. His strength increased again, almost reaching the level of a Level One Defiant Beast King.

"Bloodline power. Xiahou Xueye actually has the Sanguine Ape's bloodline flowing in his body. Looks like this match is going to end early."

Looking at Xiahou Xueye, whose Sanguine Ape's bloodline had been completely activated and whose strength had increased explosively, the spectators on the viewing platform exclaimed.

At this moment, no one thought highly of Ye Chenfeng anymore. The development of the match had also been reversed because of Xiahou Xueye's Sanguine Ape bloodline.

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