"Ye Xiao, you don't have to be afraid of him. Their strength isn't as strong as you think. Moreover, I will lend you a hand."
Wang Chen retrieved all of his treasures and immediately flew over, appearing before Ye Mo.
"Hmph, the game you two played was indeed very interesting. But you shouldn't have used us."
Ye Mo looked at Wang Chen and said to himself, "The Dead Spirit Royal Clan members must be killed. As for you, you will also have to pay a painful price."
"Wang Chen, do you really think that the trash behind you would dare to make a move against me?"
Ao Xuanmu's voice was filled with mockery. Dense undulations erupted from his body as a terrifying Dead Spirit Aura spread out, seemingly suppressing the entire scene and causing the hearts of the experts present to tremble violently.
Four Divine Souls!
"Ao Xuanmu, you keep calling me trash. So what if I kill all of you here?"
Ye Mo slowly attacked and said, "Since I promised my employer to maintain order here, if you still refuse to leave, don't blame us for being impolite."
Ye Mo's hair was trash, and his entire person was unrestrained. He took out his Sky Blood Spear as well.
"If I say you are trash, then you are trash!"
Ao Xuanmu shot out his finger, and instantly, a gloomy green flame rose into the sky.
This green flame was a demonic flame that he had found in an ancient ruin. Each demonic flame contained countless demonic will. With a slight movement, it could destroy the enemy. No matter how strong the enemy was, if they were hit by this demonic flame, they would end up in a miserable state.
As soon as the Devil Flame appeared, it condensed into a fox-like shape in the air. Then, Ao Xuanmu grabbed the Devil Flame in his hand and condensed it into a dark green Devil Fireball, which suddenly attacked Ye Mo.
"Five Elements Indestructible Pagoda Palm!"
A huge shadow of a Buddha appeared. Ye Mo slapped out with his palm, and the terrifying power instantly shattered the demonic fireball into pieces. Even Ao Xuanmu was forced to retreat a few steps in mid-air.
With a single move, Ye Mo had forced Ao Xuanmu of the Dead Spirit Royal Clan to retreat.
A direct descendant of the Dead Spirit Royal Clan was actually unable to withstand a single blow from Ye Mo.
"What martial technique is this? Why have I never seen it before? So powerful. "
"That's right. Looks like the Dead Spirit Royals have suffered a setback. They can't even defeat the guard captain they hired."
The martial artists bidding below looked at the scene in the void and sighed.
"You've always called me trash, trash. Now, you've lost to a trash like me in one move. I wonder if you're slapping yourself in the face?"
Ye Mo said mockingly, "Come at me all at once. I'll show you who the real trash is."
Ye Mo completely displayed the arrogance of a Spirit Martial Genius, viewing these Dead Spirit Royal Clan disciples as true trash.
"Who is this kid called Ye Xiao? I can't believe he dared to provoke the Dead Soul Royals. However, it's quite satisfying to see the Dead Soul Royals suffer. "
"Ye Xiao is the real genius."
The eyes of the warriors bidding were full of vigor. Some of them had the strength of a Four Divine Souls, but they knew that they could not withstand Ao Xuanmu's move.
"That Ye Xiao is so strong."
Xiong Qing looked at the scene with a gloomy face. "But he dared to offend the Dead Soul Royals. No matter how strong he is, he'll still end up in a miserable state."
Dead Soul Royals – these three words alone were enough to make one's heart tremble, especially the 12 princes of the Dead Soul Royals. Each prince was extremely powerful, a genius among geniuses.
Offending the Dead Soul Royals was scarier than offending the God of Death.
"Haha, Ao Xuanmu, I told you not to be too proud. You're the strongest among all of you, yet you can't even defeat Ye Xiao. Let's see how you and your group are going to walk out of this auction."
Wang Chen obviously did not expect Ye Mo to be so powerful. He laughed loudly and immediately took out a long sword. He said, "Let's attack together. Kill all the Dead Soul Royals."
"Attack!"
Boom!
In an instant, the Dead Spirit Aura went berserk. The void started to thicken as the two groups of people tangled together.
"Hmph, let's kill these Dead Soul Royals first, then settle the score with Wang Chen."
Ye Mo waved the Sky Blood Spear in his hand repeatedly. Every spear strike carried the power of the Dragon Roar Domain. No expert with three divine souls would be able to block Ye Mo's spear strike.
Poof, poof, poof, poof!
With one spear strike, four elite disciples of the Dead Soul Royals exploded into a mist of blood. Large clumps of flesh and blood flew out, condensing again. Ye Mo made a grabbing motion with his hand. One spirit body after another was caught in Ye Mo's hand, turning into Spirit Source.
"Damn it, who is that Ye Xiao? With his strength, even in our Dead Soul Royals, he would have an extremely high status. He might even have the strength to become a prince. Why would he willingly come here to be a guard? "
Watching his companions being killed by Ye Mo one by one, his face grew uglier and uglier. This Ye Mo's strength had probably reached the level of four divine souls, comparable to a mid-stage divine realm expert.
On the contrary, the smile on Wang Chen's face grew wider and wider. This Ye Xiao's strength was indeed strong. After they killed Ao Xuanmu, he would take Ye Xiao as his own. In the future, his status in the Dead Soul Clan would only get higher and higher.
"Ao Xuanmu, I'm definitely going to win this battle today."
Wang Chen let out a long roar. From his body, an extremely powerful aura rushed out, condensing into a huge demon claw behind him. Taking advantage of Ao Xuanmu's unprepared, Wang Chen struck out, bombarding Ao Xuanmu's back and sending him flying.
The other elite Dead Soul Royals were also fighting against the guards led by Ye Mo. Many of them were injured or killed. On Ye Mo's side, seven experts had died. On Ao Xuanmu's side, apart from Ao Xuanmu, there was only one expert with three divine souls left.
"Master Ao Xuanmu, hurry up and leave. I'll stop them."
That Hierarch expert with three souls suddenly waved his hand. A powerful gust of wind blew out and immediately blurred everyone's vision. Death Chen's figure moved and his hand made a grabbing motion. He broke through the layers of force and immediately pierced through the chest of that Hierarch expert with three souls.
He waved his big sleeve, causing the space to brighten up again. But Ao Xuanmu was long gone.
"He got away," Wang Chen said. "If I can kill the direct descendant of the Dead Soul Royals, I'll definitely be rewarded handsomely."
He grabbed the spiritual body of the expert with three divine souls and stored it in a ring.
"You can't even protect yourself, and you're still thinking about a handsomely rewarded handsomely?"
At that moment, Ye Mo suddenly said something, causing everyone's gazes to freeze. Was this Ye Xiao going to kill Wang Chen? Wasn't he a little too daring?
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