"Tianyang!"
Seeing the death of his grandson, Xue Qinglan's eyes turned blood red. Murderous intent exploded from his body. He was like an angry lion, roaring at the sky, wanting to tear Grey Ice Mountain to pieces to avenge Xue Tianyang.
Sensing the anger in Xue Qinglan's eyes, Grey Ice Mountain remained calm. He did not panic at all as he endured the power of providence. Soon, a complete Tower of Providence was formed.
"What's wrong? Xue Qinglan, you can't afford to lose!"
Bing Qingchuan slowly stood up. Looking at the furious Xue Qinglan, he bluntly criticized.
"Bing Qingchuan, believe it or not, I will annihilate all of you."
Xue Qinglan exuded a suffocating aura. He glared at Bing Qingchuan, a Level 4 Reverse Beast King, with murderous intent.
"Misty Mountain is so arrogant. If you lose, you want to annihilate my Ice Palace. I have never seen such a domineering force. Do you really think you can do whatever you want and control the life and death of all the sects in the Northern Spiritual Region?" Bing Qingchuan sneered coldly, pointing out Xue Qinglan's faulty wording. He pinned a big hat on him.
"You …"
Hearing Bing Qingchuan's counterattack, Xue Qinglan was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.
"Qinglan, calm down. Don't fall into his trap."
Xue Tianchi knew that once Xue Qinglan attacked, Misty Mountain would become the target of everyone. They would be in danger. He quickly comforted Xue Qinglan, who was on the verge of going berserk, to calm him down.
"Bing Qingchuan, your Ice Palace disciples are obviously stronger than Tianyang, but you purposely tried to kill him. If everyone is as vicious as you, what's the point of this Fight Meet?" Xue Piaoling said with a gloomy face.
"Purposely tried to kill him? What a big accusation. " Bing Qingchuan sneered. "Grey Ice Mountain is only a Level 5 Profound Beast Grandmaster, while Xue Tianyang is an Absolute King. With such a big difference in strength, how could he purposely try to kill him? Shouldn't you find a good excuse for your pestering?"
"That's enough, Sect Master Xue. We're here for the martial arts competition, not to watch your Misty Mountain quarrel." Mang Hanche revealed a cold and sinister smile. He slowly stood up and ridiculed, "If you're not as skilled as others, then so be it. If my Snake Valley disciples were to die, then they wouldn't be chattering endlessly like you lot."
"Good, good, good. Bing Qingchuan, Mang Hanche, very good." With a gloomy face, Xue Tian Chi, who was trying his best to suppress his emotions, slowly stood up and said, "The Martial Arts Competition will continue."
Daoist Jian Ling, the Qian Clan's Clan Head, and the others sensed that something was amiss as they looked at the three opposing forces.
"Chengfeng, kill all the disciples of the Ice Palace and Snake Valley. Show no mercy." Xue Tianchi sent a voice transmission to Ye Chenfeng, who was beside him. He said sinisterly, "Kill all the disciples of these two factions. When we return to the Ethereal Mountain, I will satisfy whatever you want."
"Alright, leave them to me!"
Ye Chenfeng nodded calmly. With a leap, he directly jumped from the spectator stand to the arena, waiting for his opponent.
"Qinglv, that kid is not simple. The strength of his physical body is terrifying. You must not be careless. Try your best to kill him. If you can't, use poison."
Mang Hanche looked at Ye Chenfeng, who was standing upright and exuding a domineering aura. He thought of the scene where Ye Chenfeng used his physical body to withstand the Heavenly Thunder. He solemnly sent a voice transmission to Mang Hanche.
"Don't worry, Grand Elder. He will definitely die."
Mang Qinglv revealed a confident smile. She summoned a strange snake with a pair of wings on its back that emitted a dazzling golden light. Stepping on its wide back, she flew to the arena.
"A mutated spiritual beast. This Mang Qinglv's spiritual beast has probably reached the level of a Grade One Reverse Beast King. When did the Snake Valley disciples become so powerful?"
Feeling the terror of Mang Qinglv's spiritual beast, the entire spectator stand was in an uproar.
Hearing the discussions around her, the smile on Mang Qinglv's face deepened. She stuck out her scarlet tongue and licked her lips. She looked coldly at the arrogant Ye Chenfeng, waiting for the competition to begin.
"Buzz!"
Just as Ye Chenfeng and Mang Qinglv were quarreling, an ear-piercing sword cry resounded through the nine heavens. The number one disciple of the Sword Valley, Jian Chen, stepped on a heaven-tier longsword and flew to the arena with incomparable sharpness.
"Jian Chen, I didn't expect to compete with him at the same time."
In this Ancient Sky City Martial Competition, only two people had aroused Ye Chenfeng's interest. One of them was Bing Cangshan, who had just defeated Xue Tianyang. The other was Jian Chen.
As for the other two, Mang Feng and Bing Ziji, who had deliberately concealed their strength and were actually Grade Two Reverse Beast Kings, Ye Chenfeng didn't take them to heart.
With Ye Chenfeng's current strength and foundation, it would only take a few minutes to kill them.
Jian Chen's opponent was Bing Mingye, an expert of the sixth class of the Ice Palace. Apart from practising the legacy of the Ice Palace's Soul Mantra and soul skills, he had also inherited the legacy of an expert who practised the Way of Joyous Union.
In order to cultivate and increase his strength, Bing Mingye had ravaged many young and beautiful women, enjoying their beautiful bodies while cultivating the Path of Joy.
Originally, Bing Mingye wanted to properly display his strength in this Ancient Sky City Martial Competition, but he didn't expect that his first opponent would be Jian Chen, who was one of the favorites to win the competition. His entire heart sank, and he prepared to symbolically block a few moves from Jian Chen before admitting defeat.
"Begin!"
Following Xue Piaoling's order, the fifth and sixth rounds began.
"Xiu!"
Jian Chen's Eight Evils Sword slashed through the void, and an extremely thin sword ray pierced through the void, piercing towards Bing Mingye's throat at a speed several times faster than the speed of light.
"Not good!"
Bing Mingye didn't expect Jian Chen's sword to be so fast, exceeding his reaction speed. He wanted to dodge, but it was already too late, so he desperately tried to block.
However, the difference in strength was too great, and Bing Mingye's energy was pierced through like a hot knife through butter by Jian Chen.
"Pfft!"
Blood splattered as Bing Mingye's throat was pierced through by Jian Chen's sword. The sword aura from the Eight Evils Sword crushed his head and soul, killing him on the spot.
The next moment, the surging power of providence surged from all directions like a stream, entering his body and condensing the Tower of Providence.
"Too strong, this Jian Chen is too strong. Bing Mingye, a Level 6 Mystic Beast Ancestor who specializes in the Path of Yin and Yang, was actually killed by him in one move."
After witnessing Jian Chen instantly kill Bing Mingye, almost everyone was convinced by his strength.
"Crack! This Jian Chen actually dared to kill my Ice Palace's disciple! "
Seeing Bing Mingye's corpse with his throat pierced and his head crushed, Bing Qingchuan's face paled, and his eyes spat out flames of anger.
Bing Cangshan's joy from killing Xue Tianyang instantly vanished.
Bing Mingye was different from Bing Cangshan and the others. He was a genius that the Ice Palace had spent a lot of effort to nurture, and he represented the future of the Ice Palace. His death was a great blow to the Ice Palace.
Just as everyone was shocked by Jian Chen's strength, Ye Chenfeng made his move.
"Boom!"
Ye Chenfeng took a step forward, and a muffled sound of thunder came from under his feet. The powerful force was like an army galloping, causing the extremely hard arena to shake violently.
"What!?"
Feeling the powerful pressure from Ye Chenfeng's body, Mang Qinglu suddenly felt a sense of suffocation. His dark green eyes instantly widened, and he quickly merged with his spiritual beast to increase his strength.
As his strength increased, Ye Chenfeng's leaning body suddenly turned into an afterimage, and he instantly appeared in front of him. The power of the spiritual bead in his Shenmen Meridian exploded, and he threw a punch at Mang Qinglu's chest.
"Triple Snake Seal!"
Feeling the terrifying power of Ye Chenfeng's punch, Mang Qinglu's hands quickly twisted, and like a triple snake seal, they overlapped and fused with energy to block.
However, when the triple snake seal collided with Ye Chenfeng's fist that had been compressed to the limit, it shattered like glass.
Ye Chenfeng's fist did not lose any of its momentum after shattering the three-layered snake seal with a single punch. His fist landed heavily on Mang Qinglv's chest, shattering the top-grade Earth-tier armor on his body and sending him flying into the air.
"Peng!"
When Mang Qinglu's out-of-control body slammed into the energy barrier outside the arena, the violent fist force exploded his body into minced meat that filled the air and scattered on the ground.
Mang Qinglu, a top genius of the Snake Valley, who was close to becoming a King, was blown apart by Ye Chenfeng's punch, and he died. For mobile users, please visit
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