Night of Bloodshed

  "Ball brother, you want me to take this? This thing will kill me!" Yuan Ye had a disheartened expression.

  The little rascal kept humming and circling around Yuan Ye, looking very anxious.

  "Alright, alright, take it then. You can be the Qilin Beast Master and I'll be the Ice Spirit Master. That way, we're equal brothers, right?" Yuan Ye finally absorbed the Ice Spirit Pearl into his body and muttered: "Damn it, who knows I got the Ice Spirit Pearl? Come and bite me if you dare."

  Accepting the Ice Spirit Pearl, Yuan Ye, who had already reached the Wu Jun realm, began to wholeheartedly cultivate the third sword of the Demon-Sealing Sword Technique in order to ensure he could charge out alive. This third sword was developed on the basis of the second sword. The key point lies in the power of ice. At present, Yuan Ye's tendons and bones were a pale red color, enough to naturally emit red flames, and with the Ice Spirit Pearl, he could produce an icy power equivalent to that of a top-level Wu Emperor.

  It's been a long time, Yuan Ye finally slowly got up, his eyes suddenly opened, two cold lights shot out, and at the same time, Yuan Ye's body suddenly turned into a residual shadow.

  "Bang bang bang......"

  A series of explosions erupted, with Yuan Ye at the center, and all the camphor trees within a radius of thousands of meters fell down. In the instant they fell, it was clear that not only were the surfaces of the trees crushed by fists and feet, but their insides had also turned to powder. The current Yuan Ye could unleash the power of the origin with just a wave of his hand, and it was even more formidable. Once he used the Origin Sword, it would be incredibly terrifying. As for the third sword, Yuan Ye couldn't wait to try it out.

  He tried his own attacking power, Yuan Ye was full of smiles, at this moment he had a strong physique with a faint glow, which was the halo of the pale red muscles and hair in his body. Unlike the martial king level masters, after reaching the martial duke level, every slight improvement in their realm would result in several times increase in their cultivation. It can be said that after entering the martial duke realm, the gap in strength between high-level masters of different levels is huge.

  A low-level master of the Martial King realm can easily take down several peak masters of the Martial Emperor realm, while a mid-level master like Cen Sen is even more formidable. Even when faced with a group of peak Martial Emperor masters attacking together, they can still leave calmly. As for the top masters in the Martial King realm, they are already considered supreme beings by ordinary people, and can rival early-stage Martial Emperors. Xiao Hunzi and Murong Qiang are examples of such peak masters of the Martial King realm.

  Today, Yuan Ye entered the middle realm of Wu Jun, and with the addition of the three magic swords, various treasures, even if he looked at the entire Yao Yan Fu, there were only a few martial emperors who could defeat him. Of course, he didn't dare to provoke those above the martial emperor. Three levels, one small hurdle; six levels, one big hurdle; nine levels, crossing the heavenly moat. Once you cross the ninth level of the martial emperor's realm, you transcend mortals and escape life and death. Ascend to sainthood and become an immortal, ordinary people no longer have the qualifications to match him. Yuan Ye was no exception.

  "Ball brother, my strength should be able to surpass Lin Hong and Jiang Yuanfeng now, why don't we have a big fight tonight?" Under the starlight, Yuan Ye turned his head to look at Xiao Hunqiu, his cold smile had a bit of evil charm.

  Outside the depths of the poisonous fog forest, a few insect calls came from nearby, bringing some music to the quiet mountain forest. The evening wind came out, with a cool feeling, and the starlight was even softer and more dazzling, covering up the moon's light.

  Very beautiful, very strange night, this night is destined to be a killing night.

  On the second day at noon, Yuan Ye arrived at the outer edge of the mountain range, and comfortably roasted a tender deer. After eating his fill and drinking enough, he sat by the bonfire, with his long sword leaning on his left side and Xiao Hun Dun sitting similarly on his right side.

  At this moment, the sun climbed high, and golden light dyed half of the sky. Before long, the little rascal let out a low growl. Yuan Ye's mouth finally curled up with a hint of a smile.

  A few minutes later, the green-robed Emperor led dozens of people, guided by the hunting dogs, running towards this side. Even Yuan Ye could see the figure of the Emperor at the very front.

  "Let you run so fast, I'll take the knife and kill!" Seeing the Martial Emperor chasing after him, Yuan Ye suddenly shot up into the sky, his entire figure swiftly rushing out of the trees like an angry dragon emerging from a mountain. The long sword in his hand emitted a dazzling light, charging towards the green-robed Martial Emperor.

  The Blue Cloak Martial Emperor let out a cry of surprise, clearly not expecting Yuan Ye to be hiding behind the trees, nor did he expect Yuan Ye's speed to be so fast. The sudden change caught him off guard and left him pale with shock. However, countless bloody battles had taught him that although it was impossible to dodge the ferocious attack, his instincts kicked in as he crouched down and rapidly retreated backwards while simultaneously pushing both palms forward with great force, unleashing a wave of palm energy akin to an avalanche.

  The Azure Robed Emperor reacted swiftly, but his hastily pushed out palm force was already too late. The intense sword energy had already charged into his body one step ahead. His subsequent palm force became a desperate struggle, and the powerful palm force surged towards Yuan Ye in a turbulent manner.

  The crowd behind the Azure Robed Emperor discovered this astonishing turn of events, and dozens of figures rushed towards him quickly. However, by the time they arrived, the battle had already ended.

  At this moment, Yuan Ye had already fallen to the ground. His left hand fisted and dissipated the fierce palm force chopped out by the Green Robed Martial Emperor, while his right hand's long sword catalyzed a substantialized sword energy that had already pierced through the Green Robed Martial Emperor's abdomen, fresh blood gushing out like a fountain, spraying outward, and a bloody mist rose into the air.

  "You've been chasing me for so many days, almost killing me. Don't expect me to have a good impression of you. Don't even think about me giving you a way out, just get lost quickly. Otherwise, I'll start a massacre." Yuan Ye took a step forward, and a massive pressure appeared.

  "Ah..."

  A loud roar came from the forest, and a black-robed warrior emperor rushed over like a madman.

  "Yuan Ye, I'll chop you into a million pieces! What are you standing there for, move!"

  The Black Robed Martial Emperor charged towards Yuan Wei like a raging lion as soon as he arrived. At the same time, all the other martial artists saw the Martial Emperor coming and also rushed to attack.

  "This is what you get for yourselves, don't blame me for going all out today!" Yuan Ye's anger flared up instantly. These people had been chasing and killing him for half a month. Now that Yuan Ye was giving them the opportunity to leave, they still wanted to kill him, and in an instant, his murderous intent surged.

  The figure flashed, the sword energy was horizontal and vertical, the substantial edge was like a comet that had traversed the sky, the piercing light was shining in every inch of space, the unmatched aura was violently surging, unstoppable! The sound of countless broken weapons echoed throughout the arena, many people's weapons were shattered by the sword energy, several masters who had not reached the Wu Jun realm were instantly pierced through their bodies.

  However, the strong men at the border of Wu Jun were not so easy to deal with. Several people suddenly rose up and blocked Yuan Ye's way like they were playing with their lives, shouting "Avenge Lord Pi!"

  "Go to hell with your mother's head, and go accompany that old guy to be a ghost!" Yuan Ye was truly angry, these people were simply dead soldiers, thorough killing machines, not worth pitying.

  "Go to death!" Yuan Ye's long sword chopped down, the sword energy shattered the air, and the brilliant aura like divine light smashed the long spear in the hands of the person in front, crushing one of his arms. However, the opponent did not retreat at all, attacking him with bare fists, while several other martial artists also raised their swords and attacked him fiercely.

  "Alright, I'll send you on your way!" Yuan Ye's eyes suddenly widened in anger, his figure flashing as he unleashed the Death Seven Steps. With Yuan Ye's current attack power, the might of the Death Seven Steps was far beyond what it had been before.

  "Bang bang bang......"

  Fearsome grunts erupted in succession, and seven streams of blood spewed out along with the four limbs of the seven corpses.