Danwu God Emperor

"I have a bad feeling!"

"Elder, what's wrong?" Ye Haotian had just breathed a sigh of relief, but Ye Chongzhong's sudden outburst made his heart leap into his throat again.

"Ye Leng seems to be accelerating the circulation of his cultivation technique, forcibly pulling out his potential, and this technique seems somewhat familiar to me!"

Ye Haotian's expression immediately changed. "It seems somewhat familiar, but isn't this cultivation technique only available to those who have reached the Spirit Guiding Realm?"

In the world of martial arts, cultivating internal strength is about forging bones and muscles, tempering flesh and blood, and building one's own body. All of this is just preparation for entering the Spirit Induction Realm. Only by entering the Spirit Induction Realm can one truly enter the world of martial arts.

At that time, by releasing spiritual energy and cultivating techniques, one could easily crush any martial artist who was only at the internal energy stage.

When they heard that Ye Leng had actually cultivated a technique, which was completely contrary to the way of martial arts cultivation, it was not surprising that they were even more surprised.

Ye Chongzhong naturally had more experience than Ye Haotian, but he simply shook his head indifferently.

"In the world of martial arts, we are but a drop in the ocean! Oh no! This is..." Ye Chongzhong, who was usually calm and composed, found it increasingly familiar. Suddenly, his eyes widened, his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in disbelief, "This is the Blood Demon Sword Technique!"

Ye Haotian, Ye Shan, and Ye He all turned their gazes toward Ye Leng at the same time!

Ye Shan was the first to jump out and say, "Impossible! How could my son learn demonic arts!"

"Can't you tell now whether it's demonic or not?"

Ye Haotian was speechless upon hearing this. Upon closer inspection, he gasped in shock, realizing that it was indeed the operating method of the Blood Demon Sword Technique.

"Ye Leng is probably already at the peak of the ninth level of internal strength, just one step away from entering the Spirit Guiding Realm. But don't worry, Ye Lou still has strength to show. Let's wait and see." Ye Chongzhong stared intently at the stage, a bad feeling creeping into his heart.

Ye Leng stood on the life-and-death arena, his hair standing on end, his lips black and purple. His terrifying eyes swept over the crowd, and the aura emanating from him made the clansmen tremble from the bottom of their hearts. Some of them were already trembling with fear.

Even Ye Shan and Ye He couldn't help but feel a little worried. They only wanted to force out Ye Leng's potential, but they didn't expect Ye Leng to activate such a terrifying demonic power. What exactly did he go through in the past three years?

"Ye Lou, you've already earned your pride by pushing me to this point. But what follows is torture. Kill me!"

As the word "kill" escaped his lips, Ye Leng wielded his sword and slashed down. The demonic power surged, the void trembled, and he was like a demon from hell, opening the gaping maw of the abyss to devour everything.

Ye Lou frowned, still unsure of what was happening. He decided to defend first, raising his sword to block. Ye Leng's sword slashed down, swiftly cutting Ye Lou's longsword in two, causing Ye Lou's arms to go numb and his tiger's mouth to ache.

Ye Leng laughed menacingly.

Ye Shan and Ye He were filled with mixed feelings. While they were looking forward to seeing how Ye Leng would torture Ye Lou, they were also worried about where Ye Leng's Blood Demon Sword Technique came from.

The Ye family members dared not utter a sound, and even when watching the battle, they stayed away from the battlefield. Ye Leng was currently in a state of semi-consciousness, and no one knew what crazy things he might do next.

"Ye Leng, I didn't expect you to be so stubborn. I didn't want to take your life, but since you want to fight to the death, I will accompany you to the end!" Ye Lou was not scared out of his wits as they had imagined. Instead, he threw away the broken sword in his hand and stared at his opponent expressionlessly.

"You shameless wretch, even on the verge of death! This sword will first sever both of your hands!"

Ye Leng charged in with overwhelming force, the demonic aura emanating from him terrifying beyond measure. His longsword was imbued with this aura, making it impossible to discern its true nature. It was unclear whether the demonic aura enveloped the sword or whether the sword guided the demonic aura.

magic?

Ye Lou stared coldly at him. He had once questioned the Demon Lord, and what an overbearing demonic will he possessed! In front of him, discussing demons was less worthwhile than debating swordsmanship!

"Is Ye Lou scared out of his wits? He's just standing there without moving!"

Ye Leng shouted, the killing sword was right in front of him.

Ye Lou suddenly opened his eyes and, with lightning speed, clamped the longsword between his palms. The tip of the sword was only a few millimeters away from Ye Lou's eyes, but no matter how he moved it, he couldn't budge it an inch. Even Ye Leng's proud demonic intent was swallowed up by Ye Lou.

The Ye family members stared wide-eyed, opened their mouths, and stood rooted to the spot.

Catching a sword with bare hands, and it was Ye Leng's sword!

Ye Leng was struck dumb, his mind went blank. Why was the scene different from what he had imagined? For three years, he had been practicing the Blood Demon Sword Technique day and night for the sake of martial arts, not hesitating to slaughter all living beings.

Today, he was defeated twice by a piece of trash he had never taken seriously. The Blood Demon Sword Technique was his trump card for recruiting students for Tianyi. Was it really so insignificant in Ye Lou's eyes?

This scene not only brought Ye Haotian a huge sigh of relief, but also completely shattered Ye Shan and Ye He's hopes.

Ye Lou is indeed stronger than they imagined!

Ye Lou's earlier sword-wielding to block Ye Leng was merely a test of Ye Leng's strength. Once he realized that the other party's demonic intent was nothing more than a piece of cake, he no longer felt any fear.

What might seem like a demonic strike to an ordinary person was just a single, ordinary strike to Ye Lou. The demonic intent emanating from it posed no threat to him whatsoever.

"Southern Nose Palm, Second Form, Stone Splitting Form!"

Ye Lou leaped up and struck Ye Leng with a palm strike, giving him no chance whatsoever. Ye Leng's knees slammed to the ground, sending shards of stone flying. His eyes were glazed over, and black blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

Then he kicked Ye Leng in the chest, causing his internal organs to tremble violently, and he flew into the air.

Ye Leng was kicked into the air, finally feeling death approach. Already weakened and broken, he was seized by a fierce will to live, screaming hysterically, "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I don't want to die!"

The Ye family members were in an uproar, staring at Ye Leng in mid-air.

"You have no chance. Southern Nose Palm, third move, Breaking Intent." Ye Lou soared into the air, his palm striking Ye Leng, intending to end his life.

"Leng'er!"

Ye Shan finally couldn't hold back any longer and unleashed his speed to the limit. However, Ye Chongzhong had been paying close attention to the battle, and the moment Ye Shan moved, Ye Chongzhong also moved.

"Ye Chongzhong, if you dare to stop me, I will never let you get away with this!" Ye Shan was no match for Ye Chongzhong. He had only taken a few steps when Ye Chongzhong was already in front of him.

"The Arena of Life and Death, where life and death are determined by fate! This has been a century-old rule of the Ye family!"

Ye Shan was furious. At this moment, Ye Chongzhong stood in front of him, blocking him and Ye He. There was nothing he could do but watch helplessly as Ye Lou was about to strike Ye Leng.

"I didn't want to kill you, but you listened to your father. Remember, it wasn't me who killed you, it was your father who killed you!"

With a single palm strike, the entire audience gasped for breath.

"How dare you, Shuzi!"

Just as Ye Lou's palm was about to strike, a black shadow suddenly appeared out of the void, moving as fast as lightning. In just a few breaths, it had arrived in front of Ye Lou, its speed no less than that of Ye Chongzhong.

Ye Lou was shocked and pressed down on Ye Leng's head with a palm strike. Ye Leng trembled all over as his meridians were severed. At the same time, Ye Lou was also struck by the black shadow, and he was sent flying without warning, spitting out a mouthful of blood. The two crashed heavily onto the life-and-death arena.

It's just that one person was injured and one person died!