Chapter 69: Stand at Attention when Being Beaten (Fourth Explosion)

Everyone around shuddered.

"Duan Yang likes to torture his enemies the most. It seems that Ye Xinghe will not be able to escape this disaster today!"

Ye Xinghe smiled lightly, and just slowly grasped the hilt of the sword.

Leisurely.

Ye Xinghe's indifferent attitude instantly made Duan Yang extremely violent.

He roared and rushed towards Ye Xinghe! The two were fifteen meters apart! And the next moment, everyone suddenly felt a flash of snow in front of them! There was a bright sword light flashing, a piece of snow-white! At this moment, it almost covered the brilliance of the sun in the sky! Then there was no more. Duan Yang's forward momentum stopped, and he froze there, motionless.

His body stopped after he rushed forward three meters! At the same time, Duan Yang let out an extremely shrill scream.

Blood spurted out from his wrist.

It turned out that his right fist was broken at the elbow! But, despite this, he didn't dare to move! Even if he was there, screaming miserably! Even if he was shaking with pain, sweat oozing from his forehead, and his face was pale.

Still, he dared not move! He stood there like a sculpture.

Because, his throat was being held up by a long sword! Everyone was stunned: "Just now, what just happened?"

But there were also masters who saw it clearly.

It turned out that at that moment, Ye Xinghe's Golden Peng Jue suddenly activated, and instantly crossed a distance of ten meters! The electric sword burst out! At that moment, Ye Xinghe! Draw the sword! Charge forward! Cut off the arm! Stab the throat! Four actions, done in one go, extremely fast! Even before Duan Yang could react, his little arm was cut off! Ye Xinghe's long sword pointed forward and touched his throat! Fast! Incomparably fast! Like a flash of lightning! Everyone was shocked to the point of losing their voices! In an instant, the area around the ring was unusually quiet.

The next moment, there were endless exclamations! "Ye Xinghe's sword was so fast!"

"Yeah, I only saw a shadow!"

"You're good, I didn't even see a shadow! It was like this when I reacted!"

"As expected of the Sword Demon, he's so powerful, this sword is fast and fierce, and extremely brutal!"

Someone looked solemn: "Ye Xinghe is stronger than before!"

"Yeah, his body movements are faster! With the lightning-fast sword, no one can beat him!"

Everyone was shocked by Ye Xinghe's strength! And those who came to see Ye Xinghe shouted that it was worth the trip! Ye Xinghe smiled: "Duan Yang, are you convinced?"

Duan Yang looked at Ye Xinghe with fear on his face.

This scene just now made him feel like a dream! "I, just lost to Ye Xinghe?

Not even one round?"

"In the blink of an eye, I lost?"

He didn't want to believe it at all.

But at this time, the cold sword tip against his throat and the extremely painful arm told him that all this was true! He stared at Ye Xinghe, gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Ye Xinghe, do you know my origin?

How dare you do this to me?"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Xinghe's smile became even bigger.

The long sword in his hand stabbed forward slightly.

Suddenly, blood flowed like a stream! Ye Xinghe looked at him and said word by word: "I'm asking you a question?

Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

The smile on Ye Xinghe's face became brighter and brighter.

But Duan Yang saw the cold murderous intent in the depths of his eyes! He shuddered suddenly and suddenly realized that all his threats were useless to Ye Xinghe! He really dared to kill himself! He trembled and said: "I, I surrender."

"Submit?

It's good to be convinced."

Ye Xinghe patted his face lightly with his long sword, and smiled again: "Who of us is overestimating our own abilities and bringing humiliation upon ourselves?"

This is exactly what Duan Yang said to Ye Xinghe just now, and now he returned it in full.

Duan Yang's face was full of humiliation, but he dared not not answer, and said in a trembling voice: "It's me, I humiliated myself."

Ye Xinghe smiled lightly: "Is it wrong?"

"Wrong, wrong."

Duan Yang said repeatedly: "I was wrong."

Ye Xinghe's long sword fell on Duan Yang's shoulder, and gently pressed down: "When you are beaten, you must stand at attention! Admit your mistakes with sincerity!"

Duan Yang instantly understood what Ye Xinghe meant, and his heart was full of humiliation.

But, he did not dare to disobey.

His knees softened and he knelt on the ground: "I was wrong, I overestimated my own abilities, please, let me go."

Ye Xinghe laughed up to the sky and sheathed his sword.

He turned around and left without even looking at Duan Yang.

He walked down the stairs.

Ye Xinghe sighed softly: "Sure enough, the combination of the Golden Peng Jue body movement and the Yizi Electric Sword is perfect!" "The unparalleled fast sword, combined with the extremely fast body movement, is invincible!"

In the distance, Ouyang Hongtu and Ouyang Hai watched the scene here.

The two looked solemn, and it was impossible to tell whether they were sad or happy.

"Ye Xinghe's strength has become stronger."

Ouyang Hongtu said lightly: "Unfortunately, his glory will end today."

Ouyang Hai smiled, and his smile was particularly cruel: "Next, he will have no chance to attack again!"

"Until, on the day of the finals, I was defeated by you in front of everyone! Humiliating!"

Looking at Ye Xinghe's back, Ouyang Hongtu was full of arrogance and complacency.

With the support of Chu Qingpeng, he broke through to the peak of the eighth level of the Tempering Body Realm, and looked down on others.

He didn't take Ye Xinghe seriously at all.

In the crowd, a few doubts suddenly sounded: "Ye Xinghe's current strength is very strong, but it all comes from his physical strength!" "Without the soul, it is impossible to sacrifice the divine power. If Ye Xinghe encounters an opponent who really possesses the divine power, he will die very ugly!"

"That's right, I heard that in the sect competition, several people have reached the half-step divine power realm!"

"Facing the divine power, no matter how strong the physical strength is, it is vulnerable."

"Without the soul, it is nothing!"

The voice was heard.

"No soul?"

Ye Xinghe's mouth drew a sneer.

Ye Xinghe returned to his residence.

He hadn't been home for a few days, but he missed Ye Lingxi very much.

Before he entered the house, he heard a low cry coming from the house.

Ye Xinghe's heart suddenly jumped, and he walked in with big strides.

As soon as he entered, he saw Ye Lingxi walking towards the hall with a bucket of water.

She was small, and it was very difficult for her to carry such a large bucket of water, and her body was swaying.

Moreover, her left leg seemed to be injured, and blood was oozing out of it.

It made her unable to support herself.

Hearing the movement at the door, Ye Lingxi looked back.

Ye Xinghe saw that there were several hideous wounds on her face, which were obviously cut by a knife.

The blood and flesh rolled, almost disfigured her.

Seeing this scene, Ye Xinghe was immediately heartbroken: "What happened to Lingxi!"

"Lingxi, was hurt so much!"

In an instant, Ye Xinghe's heart was in extreme pain!