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"Die!"

There was still a little bit of life within the sea of blood that permeated the sky.

This allowed the Nie Haihou to clearly feel that Ye Zhen had yet to die in his sea of blood.

"Damn you, you waste so much of my blood essence. I probably won't be able to recover my strength for a month after this battle!"

Anger filled Nie Haihou's heart as a thought that was incomparably vicious was instantly born.

The boundless blood waves seemed to be endless as they surged towards Ye Zhen.

As for Ye Zhen, he could only passively defend, not having the slightest ability to retaliate.

"Persevere! Persist for a while longer! He definitely can't use such a terrifying secret art forever! At that time, I'll definitely be able to live!"

Ye Zhen's eyes were completely red, it was unknown whether it was because of the sea of blood or the boiling of his vital energy and blood.

"Die!" "Die!"

The Nie Haihou's Blood Transformation had only lasted for five minutes. Most of it had already passed, but Ye Zhen was still alive, so he used even more force to unleash the blood wave attack.

A minute had passed and Ye Zhen was still holding on!

Nie Haihou's face turned even uglier, and the last minute slowly passed by.

Ye Zhen used the Spirit Qi in his body to block the attack of the blood wave while waiting.

"T-it's time!"

A hint of panic appeared on Nie Haihou's face.

The sea of blood seemed to have become much weaker, and the waves of blood also began to wash over Lin Ming for an instant!

This was the moment.

Abruptly, Ye Zhen who had his eyes lowered, instinctively resisting the blood wave attack, opened his eyes.

An extremely sharp glint of light suddenly flashed past.

Now.

Ye Zhen suddenly stomped the ground and flew into the air.

Endless amounts of sword qi rushed out from Ye Zhen's body like bees, and gathered together to emit an unimaginable light.

In the entire plaza, the giant sword formed from sword light collided with the sea of blood that filled the entire plaza.

A sword cut through the sea of blood, separating the sea of blood.

In the eyes of everyone present, a golden light instantly erupted from within the sea of blood. An astonishing and soul-stirring giant sword rose from the sea of blood. That strong golden light instantly filled everyone's vision.

In an instant.

Everyone, including the Nie Haihou who wanted to get rid of Ye Zhen as soon as possible, were completely shocked by the blinding golden light and subconsciously closed their eyes.

Naturally, nothing would happen to the others who squinted their eyes.

But Nie Haihou instantly lost sight of Ye Zhen.

In his eyes, Ye Zhen disappeared into thin air.

How could this be? He was in his sea of blood, how could he be so fast!

Suddenly, a strong imposing aura rushed over, and without question, the owner of this aura was Ye Zhen.

The sea of blood, which made people feel sluggish and heavy, was immediately cut open by Ye Zhen's sword, and there were no longer any obstructions anymore.

Ye Zhen was like a ray of sword light, drawing a golden line wherever the sea of blood split apart, instantly appearing in front of Nie Haihou.

"Die!"

The massive, savage palm, carrying an utterly explosive aura, smashed directly towards Linley.

Immediately, the Nie Haihou felt as if he had suffered an enormous pressure from the mountain as he fell limply to the ground.

Shockingly, a bloody hole had appeared on his chest, where his heart had been.

"How, how is this possible … "How could you possibly break through my sea of blood …"

Even if he was to die, the Nie Haihou did not dare believe that Ye Zhen had actually charged out from the sea of blood.

"There is nothing impossible, the King of Hell wants you dead, so you can't live to see the fifth fragment. Go!"

Ye Zhen was also in a difficult position, his clothes were tattered and his left arm was twisted unnaturally, it was obvious that it was broken.

There were also many wounds on his body. He had truly killed a thousand enemies and injured himself eight hundred times!

It was unknown if Nie Haihou heard what Ye Zhen said, but he slowly closed his eyes and did not make another sound.

Silence. The entire arena was deathly silent.

Nie Haihou is dead!

No one would have thought that this would be the outcome.

Even when the two of them were evenly matched in the beginning, most of the people had thought of it as a draw. As for the possibility of the Nie Haihou dying, no one had thought of it.

After that, when the Nie Haihou showed his might and crushed Ye Zhen with all his might, it confirmed everyone's guesses that Ye Zhen was not a match for the Nie Haihou.

But now, Nie Haihou was actually dead!

How shocking was this scene? Even until now, no one had been able to say anything!

"Cough, cough!"

It was only when the heavily injured Ye Zhen coughed that the arena fell into a clamor again.

From the four sects to the Mighty Emperor Empire, everyone was desperately trying to digest this result.

Ye Zhen's face revealed a hint of pleasant surprise, because he had already taken out the Cold Ice Herb from the Nie Haihou.

That ice-cold Qi made the pain in Ye Zhen's entire body immediately ease up.

"We finally got it!"

Ye Zhen was wild with joy as he put it away.

Unfortunately, it seemed that Nie Haihou did not use any spirit artifacts, so amongst the Storage Bag in Nie Haihou, not to mention Superior Grade Spiritual Tool, they did not even have low or middle grade spirit artifacts, which made Ye Zhen feel a little disappointed.

Seventh Prince's face was as dark as a dark cloud.

Nie Haihou was actually really dead, and Ye Zhen even obtained the Cold Ice Herb.

No, no!

The killing intent in Seventh Prince's heart soared to the heavens, he would never allow Ye Zhen to refine Dragonblood Stone to become stronger again.

Seventh Prince slowly walked to the center of the plaza and looked at Ye Zhen coldly.

"Nie Haihou is dead, now it's my turn!"

He actually wanted to challenge Ye Zhen right now and kill him, not giving him any chance to grow.

"This Seventh Prince is really shameless!"

Yeah, he just finished his fight abnormally, and even defeated Nie Haihou, whose strength is far greater than his own, but now he wants to challenge him again!

"Mighty Emperor Empire's people are all so virtuous without the slightest bit of shame!"

"Sigh, Ye Zhen is already heavily injured, he will definitely not be a match for Seventh Prince!"

Everyone was talking animatedly about the Seventh Prince's methods.

"You only have two choices, agree to it, or die!"

Seventh Prince looked at Ye Zhen with a cold smile, his expression not affected in the slightest by the ridicule from the outside.

But Ye Zhen said calmly: "Do you really think you can beat me? I still have a trump card! "

When Ye Zhen mentioned about the trump cards, Seventh Prince suddenly remembered that Ye Zhen had self-destructed his spiritual weapon one day and became a little timid.

"I don't believe that you can use it again!"

Seventh Prince sneered.

"You don't believe me, right?"

Ye Zhen's expression also became cold, and slowly took out a white bottle shaped spirit artifact from the Storage Bag.

Seeing Ye Zhen's actions, Seventh Prince immediately retreated a few steps.

"You don't believe it, do you? Why must you retreat? It would be better to get closer! "

Ye Zhen said with disdain on his face.