Cheng Hui felt the unusual and extraordinary aura of the sword, Cheng Hui steadied his horse's pace, using stillness to counter movement, facing Yuan Ye's repeatedly striking sword, a series of terrifying palm forces chopped out.

  "Boom", "boom", "boom"......?

  Yuan Ye continued to charge at Chong, attacking from all directions, even jumping into the air to attack. Eleven fierce attacks were launched, but each time they were repelled by Chong's powerful palm force. As time went on, Yuan Ye's exhausted strength rapidly weakened, and his body gradually became thinner. Blood flowed out of Yuan Ye's body, dyeing his entire body red, looking extremely miserable.

  "Bang!" The place where Cheng Hui was standing suddenly erupted in a fierce explosion, and for a moment the energy raged out of control, with Cheng Hui at its center. The battlefield was almost completely destroyed, with massive cracks over two feet wide appearing on the ground. The scattered corpses within the area had been obliterated by the impact of the rampaging energy, leaving behind only faint bloodstains.

  Pfft!

  Cheng Hui violently spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his body also swaying unsteadily.

  The surrounding soldiers, Xu Ziying, and Xu Ying retreated again and again, watching from a distance, not daring to take half a step beyond the Thunder Pond. Everyone's heart was filled with shock, a young man had actually severely injured an absolute world-class master who was about to become a Martial Emperor, this was something they dared not imagine!

  "Brother Yao!" Rui Xi cried out, rushing forward recklessly.

  "Xiao Xi, don't come over, I'll be fine. Even if something happens to me, you need to learn to be strong. In this world, there are too many people living in a world of privilege, born into wealth and nobility, with parents' love and adoration from birth, they can squander the happiness around them at will. These people cannot understand the desolation of those who are alone. But for us, in this world, we only have each other to rely on to survive. If I couldn't protect you, you must be strong." Yuan Ye's words echoed across the battlefield like a last testament, and the noble young men, Xu Zijiang, Xu Ying, and others felt their hearts ache with sorrow. They were indeed the darlings of the crowd, getting whatever they wanted whenever they wanted it. Their lives compared to Yuan Ye's were simply too privileged."

  Unconsciously, looking at Yuan Ye's lonely and desolate figure, the little demon girl was also confused. Was this a ruthless and unscrupulous scoundrel or an iron-blooded hero who could kill in anger for his loved ones?

  Yuan Ye's body moved again, this time Yuan Ye burst out with the most dazzling golden aura, like a fleeting flower. This was the last of his strength within him.

  "The Twelfth Sword—To Give One's Life for Righteousness!"

  A seven-zhang sword shot straight into the sky, like a thunderbolt that shocked the heavens, its beauty was breathtaking. The final sword of the Demon-Sealing Sword Technique, which sacrificed life for justice, descended from the sky.

  "Hmph, the final blow of a strong crossbow!" Cheng Wei sneered, still firmly grasping his horse's reins and preparing to resist stubbornly. He knew that Yuan Ye had exhausted all his strength by now, this was the last strike, as long as he could withstand this final sword, he would emerge victorious. Although he was already severely injured, he disregarded his injuries and forcibly adjusted himself to a peak state. He absolutely could not tolerate being defeated at the hands of a younger generation.

  The Demon-Sealing Sword Technique's ultimate move sliced through the void, illuminating the entire battlefield, as a bolt of thunder shook the sky above!

  The golden sword tip finally clashed with Cheng Wu's cyan palm force, the sword tip and the cyan palm force were evenly matched, and the entire space produced bursts of sonic booms.

  Yuan Ye suddenly opened his eyes and shouted "Break!"?

  Boom

  The golden sword aura and the green palm force exploded simultaneously, after a shocking and earth-shaking loud noise, both of the terrifying forces disappeared, the sky and earth returned to clarity, and the scene inside was quiet.

  "Haha……" A loud laughter echoed in the arena, Cheng Hui's chest was slashed with a huge wound that could be seen to the bone, but he laughed heartily. He was fine, Yuan Ye's last blow was almost equivalent to Wu Emperor's power, but it was just a step away from life and death, and he finally made it through.

  "Do you think that having the power of Wu Emperor for an instant can defeat me? Humph, naive! I can also have the power of Wu Emperor in an instant. Wu Emperor, I've already stepped into it with one foot."

  Saying this, Cheng Hui turned around proudly and shouted to the crowd outside: "This villain has exhausted all his strength, no different from a useless person. Now, I will cut off his head to pay respects to the dead!"

  "The Thirteen Swords of Sealing Demons have only been used twelve times, do you think it's already over?"

  Yuan Ye's cold voice suddenly rang out, and at this time, Yuan Ye stood firmly in the center of the battlefield, covered in blood from head to toe. Although he had no strength left, his strong aura remained, but his eyes had lost their former luster. However, his fighting spirit was stronger than ever before.

  "Hmph, now even a gentle breeze can blow you away, yet you still dare to spout such arrogant words..." Cheng Hui sneered.

  "Yes, I'm very weak now, but you still have to lose to me." Yuan Ye raised his hand, a simple action that had exhausted all his strength. He was too weak.

  "The Heaven-Defying Snow's First Volume Final Secret Art - Seal of the Demon's Woe!" As Yuan Ye's palm rose to the sky, the twelve swords that were originally struck out, and the twelve golden trajectories left behind by those twelve swords simultaneously retracted. It was only then that everyone realized that Yuan Ye's previous twelve swords, which had attacked from all directions above, below, left, and right, had actually been intended to form a cage of twelve flowing lights. At this moment, as Yuan Ye's palm clenched into a fist, the twelve golden trajectories also began to retract.

  "Ah~~~ How detestable!" The Flowing Light Center, Cheng Hui swung out his palm forces one by one. His palm forces could counteract Yuan Ye's single sword, but at this moment, Cheng Hui only discovered that the twelve golden flowing lights merged together, and each defensive spot was twelve times stronger than before. The golden flowing light gradually gathered in, Cheng Hui secretly cried out in distress. With his identity, it was really not good to loudly call for help, but if he didn't make a sound, he would absolutely find it difficult to withstand Yuan Ye's next strike.

  Finally, Yuan Ye's fist was clenched tightly, and he coldly spat out, "Seal... the... demon!"

  The twelve golden streams completely merged into Cheng Hui's body, and the twelve golden streams completely cut off Cheng Hui's twelve major meridians, sealing all his strength.

  Sealing an enemy far stronger than oneself with one's own full power, this is the final move, Demon-Sealing Curse!

  "You little rascal!" Yuan Ye shouted with his last bit of strength.

  Roar!

  A loud roar, a three-meter-tall giant shadow suddenly rushed up and bit off Cheng Hui's head with one bite.

  Poor Cheng Hui, one foot had already stepped into the old master Wu Di's trap, without any strength left, he could only watch as a demonic beast bit down on him, yet he didn't have even the slightest ability to resist.

  All of this happened too quickly, a senior master close to the Martial Emperor was actually killed by a young man and his demonic beast! This made everyone dare not believe it! But this is indeed the truth!

  The rise of a young master! The fall of a veteran powerhouse! Today's battle will make Yuan Ye famous throughout Hunluo State and even the entire Yào Yán Prefecture!

  "Pong!" Yuan Ye's battered body finally couldn't take it anymore, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

  "Kill him quickly, this demon of a man. If we don't kill him now, twenty years later the world will be beyond his control." Xu Zilong, the eldest son of the ruler of Hunluo State, pointed at Yuan Ye and shouted angrily.

  Over 100 people instantly surrounded Yuan Wei in the center.

  "ROAR!" The little rascal suddenly let out a furious roar, and his already enormous three-meter-tall body grew another two meters, becoming a gigantic five-meter-tall magical beast. His aura became even more terrifying. A thunderous roar that sounded like both a tiger and a dragon shook the sky.

  "My goodness, this demon beast has broken through to the next level!" At that moment, people with insight suddenly exclaimed.