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The people of the other four sects were not angry at the way Mighty Emperor Empire was treated, but they could do nothing about it as no one said anything more.

After all, the Genuine Power Fruit from a few years ago had actually only slipped out one from the hands of the Mighty Emperor Empire, and was told off by Ye Tiandu in a domineering manner.

The power of the Mighty Emperor Empire was obvious to all.

"Thank you, Seventh Prince, for giving me this chance!"

The young man called Nie Haihou cupped his fists in thanks to Seventh Prince, then turned around to look at Ye Zhen.

He narrowed his narrow and long triangular eyes, looking at Ye Zhen as if he was looking at a dead man.

Violent true energy burst out from his body. His black hair danced in the air without any wind, and wisps of strange blood qi mixed in it, rotating above his body.

The Nie Haihou was also the son of a true king, but his own strength was extraordinary and his talent was plentiful.

The berserk killing intent caused the people from the Mighty Emperor Empire around him to involuntarily retreat half a step. Under the influence of the bloodthirsty aura from his body, the vital energy and blood in their bodies began to roil as their faces paled.

Nie Haihou walked forward step by step, and wherever he went, everyone would retreat.

When they arrived in front of Ye Zhen, everyone moved back, leaving the two of them with a space large enough for it.

"You are Ye Zhen? That trash who angered the Seventh Prince? "

Standing in front of Ye Zhen, the Nie Haihou said.

His voice sounded somewhat practiced, as if he was trying to convey some kind of strange meaning. He secretly felt that he had returned, and an ordinary person would feel inexplicably agitated upon hearing it. Their mood was extremely chaotic.

"I am Ye Zhen!"

Ye Zhen's state of mind was incomparably firm, so how could he be so easily distracted? As a result, he was not moved in the slightest, and indifferently replied.

"Unfortunately, your strength is not bad. It's said that your middle period of the Building Foundation Stage is on par with your late period of the Building Foundation Stage. If you can grow, you will definitely become an expert in the future!"

"But if you meet me, that would be your misfortune!" "I will kill you mercilessly!"

"I advise you to admit your defeat and commit suicide. Otherwise, if you end up in my hands, you will be worse off than dead!"

Hearing Nie Haihou's words, Ye Zhen's expression did not change, but a ridiculing look flashed past his eyes.

This Nie Haihou actually wanted him to kill himself. It was obvious that he wanted to scare the hell out of him and force him to submit without fighting.

After all, tomorrow's Extreme Sun Sect's mountain gate would be opened. If he wanted to conserve his strength, it would naturally be beneficial for the competition in the future.

"Are you done?"

Ye Zhen suddenly opened his mouth, and the few prominent words caused Nie Haihou's expression to change.

The murderous aura that had been faintly discernible all this time suddenly became intense, as if it had become a visible flame.

"You're really courting death!"

The Nie Haihou was furious. It was clear that Ye Zhen did not place him in his eyes at all.

The moment Nie Haihou became angry, he stopped concealing the aura and killing intent within his body!

Boom!

A rumbling sound of explosion came out. On Nie Haihou's body, clothes fluttered without any wind, a face as cold as ice, and a gaze that was chilly to the extreme.

"Don't be in such a hurry to attack, I still haven't said I want to fight you!"

Ye Zhen waved his hands indifferently, he did not seem to want to make a move at all.

And the imposing manner of the Nie Haihou was immediately stopped by Ye Zhen's words.

"That Seventh Prince, since it's a grudge between you and I, then I will naturally have to fight with you. How can it be possible for you to just randomly pick a scapegoat to die for me, you shouldn't be afraid of me, right?"

Ye Zhen taunted, causing Seventh Prince's expression to turn extremely ugly.

"A scapegoat? You think you're worthy enough to let Seventh Prince take action? "How dare you look down on me. Wait a while, I will definitely tear you into ten thousand pieces."

The Nie Haihou was obviously even angrier, he never thought that Ye Zhen would actually dare to look down on him, the sharp killing intent, seemed to take form at this moment, clawing and baring its fangs behind Nie Haihou.

Ye Zhen didn't even look at the Nie Haihou as he said in a cold voice, "How about it, Seventh Prince? If you don't do it yourself, there must be something good about it, right? Something like a Cold Ice Herb, or a Cold Ice Herb, or something like that, don't you think so? Oh right, if you don't believe that Nie Haihou will win, then forget it! "

Ye Zhen used words to insult the Seventh Prince.

Everything was for the Cold Ice Herb.

If not for the Cold Ice Herb, Ye Zhen wouldn't even have the heart to fight with others, and it was even more impossible for him to be hostile to the Seventh Prince.

Therefore, at this moment, even the language of the Seventh Prince who did not believe in the Nie Haihou was spoken, wanting to force the Seventh Prince to take out the Cold Ice Herb as the wager.

"You, kid, will die for sure!"

Nie Haihou gritted his teeth as he spoke, then looked at Seventh Prince: "Please trust me, Seventh Prince, to take out the Cold Ice Herb as a wager, I will definitely not disappoint Your Highness!"

Looking at Nie Haihou, Seventh Prince was in a bit of a dilemma.

In the Seventh Prince's heart, Ye Zhen's strength was definitely not as weak as the cultivation level that he had displayed.

However, at this moment, with so many people watching, if he really rejected, then it would truly be humiliating for the Nie Haihou.

After all, Ye Zhen was only displaying his middle period of the Building Foundation Stage.

"Alright, how could I not trust you? Take it!"

Seventh Prince clenched his teeth and threw the Cold Ice Herb in his hands into the Nie Haihou's hands. He then looked at Ye Zhen and said coldly, "You don't need to take out the wager, when the time comes, your life will be the wager!"

Seventh Prince's trust made him extremely pleased: "I will definitely help Your Highness over there with that head of his!"

The Nie Haihou made a heavy promise before placing the Cold Ice Herb into his own Storage Bag. He stared at Ye Zhen with his narrow and long triangular eyes as he said: "I have already kept the Cold Ice Herb well. But first, you have to be alive to get it! "

As he finished speaking, Nie Haihou raised his hands, and his palms that were originally as white as jade, unexpectedly turned blood-red in color.

In between the alluring and alluring, it seemed as if it had been stained with fresh blood. It was extremely shocking.

"Demon Blood Hand!" If you want to practice this high-grade Yellow Rank martial skill, you will need to soak your palm in fresh blood for two hours every day since young, and the stronger the blood spirit energy, the stronger the effect. Seeing the rich color of Nie Haihou's palm, it is obvious that the blood of Demonic Beast s will be soaked from young age to late stage. "

"Hmph, beast blood? Even though it is the blood soaked in middle period of the Building Foundation Stage, it is not the blood of a beast, but the blood of a human! "

"What?" It's human blood? "

"Nie Haihou's father is a devil, he committed all sorts of crimes. If not for his status as a prince, he would have probably been killed by the Four Major Sects! The blood that his son cultivates in is the fresh blood that he kills everyday to retrieve with his own hands! "

The surrounding people cried out in alarm. It was obvious that this Demonic Blood Hand had an extraordinary background and its cultivation method was even more vicious.