Unconsciously, looking at Yuan Ye's lonely and desolate figure, the little witch was also confused. Was this a cynical, rascally, and despicable scoundrel or a bold and heroic man who would kill all around in anger for his loved ones? Yuan Ye's body moved again. This time, like a epiphyllum in full bloom, Yuan Ye burst out the most dazzling golden Dou Qi, which was the last of his strength within his body. "The Twelfth Sword - Sacrifice Oneself for Righteousness!" A seven - zhang - long sword - light shot straight up into the sky, like a thunderclap that shakes the heavens, both tragic and dazzling. The final sword of sacrifice oneself for righteousness in the Demon - Sealing Sword Technique slashed down from the sky. "Humph, a spent force!" Cheng Hui sneered. He still steadied his horse - stance, preparing to resist with force. He knew that Yuan Ye had exhausted all his power by now. This was the final strike. As long as he could withstand this last sword, he would win completely. Although he had already been seriously injured, ignoring his wounds, he forced himself into peak condition. He could never tolerate being defeated by a younger generation. The last sword of the Demon - Sealing Sword Technique cut through the void, illuminating the entire battlefield. A clap of thunder rang out above the battlefield! The golden sword - light finally collided with Cheng Hui's cyan palm force. The sword - light and the cyan palm force were at a stalemate, and sonic booms occurred throughout the entire space. Yuan Ye suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Break!" "Boom!" The golden sword - light and the cyan palm force burst simultaneously. After a earth - shattering sound, the two terrifying forces disappeared, and the world returned to clarity. There was silence within the arena. "Haha..." A burst of laughter came from within the arena. Although there was a huge, bone - deep wound on Cheng Hui's chest, he laughed very boldly. He was fine. Yuan Ye's last strike just now was almost equivalent to the power of a Wu Di. However, between life and death, he had finally survived. "Do you think having the power of a Wu Di for an instant can make you defeat me? Humph, naive! I can also have the power of a Wu Di in an instant. I already have one foot in the realm of a Wu Di," said Cheng Hui. Then, very arrogantly, he turned around and said to the people outside the arena, "This criminal has exhausted all his power and is no different from a cripple. Now I will cut off his head to pay respect to the dead!" "Do you think it's over just because only twelve of the Thirteen Demon - Sealing Swords have been used?" Yuan Ye's cold voice suddenly rang out. At this time, Yuan Ye stood firmly in the center of the battlefield, covered in blood all over. Although he had no strength left, the aura of a strong man still remained. His eyes had lost their former luster, but his fighting spirit had never been stronger. "Hehe, now even a gust of wind can knock you down, yet you're still talking big..." Cheng Hui sneered. "Yes, I'm very weak now, but you will still be defeated by me," Yuan Ye raised his hand. Such a simple action as raising a hand, but Yuan Ye had already used up all his strength. He was too weak. "The final esoteric meaning of the first part of Against - Heaven - Snow - Lament of Demon - Sealing!" As Yuan Ye raised his palm to the sky, the twelve swords that had been struck before, and the twelve golden streams left by the different trajectories of the twelve swords, simultaneously converged. Only at this time did everyone realize that Yuan Ye's twelve previous swords, attacking from all directions - up, down, left, and right - were actually intended to form a cage of twelve flowing lights. At this moment, as Yuan Ye clenched his fist, the twelve golden flowing lights also began to converge. "Ah - damn it!" In the center of the flowing lights, Cheng Hui struck out palm strikes one after another. His palm force could resist one of Yuan Ye's swords. But only at this time did Cheng Hui discover that when the twelve golden flowing lights merged together, the defense at each point was twelve times that of before. The golden flowing lights gradually converged, and Cheng Hui groaned inwardly. With his status, he really couldn't call for help loudly. But if he didn't, he would definitely be unable to withstand Yuan Ye's strike. Finally, Yuan Ye completely clenched his fist and coldly hissed, "Seal... Demon..." The twelve golden streams all merged into Cheng Hui's body. These twelve golden streams completely cut off Cheng Hui's twelve major meridians, and all his power was sealed. Using all of one's own power to seal the entire power of an enemy far stronger than oneself, this is the final move - Lament of Demon - Sealing! "Little rascal!" Yuan Ye shouted with the last of his strength. "Roar!" With a roar, the little rascal's three - meter - high giant figure suddenly rushed forward and bit off Cheng Hui's head. Poor Cheng Hui, an old - hand expert with one foot in the Wu Di realm, had no strength left. He watched helplessly as a magical beast bit him, without any ability to resist. All this happened so quickly. An almost - Wu - Di - level senior expert was actually killed by a young man and his magical beast! No one could believe it! But it was the truth! The rise of a young expert! The fall of a senior master! After today's battle, Yuan Ye was destined to become famous in Hunluo Province and even the entire Yao - Yan Prefecture! "Thud!" Yuan Ye's severely wounded body finally couldn't bear the burden and fell to the ground. "Quick, kill him. Such a murderous demon. If we don't kill him now, in twenty years, the world won't be able to control him," Xu Zilong, the eldest son of the governor of Hunluo Province, pointed at Yuan Ye and roared angrily. More than a hundred people instantly surrounded Yuan Ye in the center. "Roar!" The little rascal suddenly roared. At the same time, his three - meter - high giant figure grew another two meters, becoming a huge five - meter - high magical beast with an even more terrifying aura. A roar that was like a tiger and a dragon rang out through the sky. "Good heavens, this magical beast has broken through and advanced!" Immediately, those with knowledge exclaimed. The little rascal finally became a powerful magical beast at the peak of the eighth - grade Wu Jun at this moment. Its cold gaze swept across the entire battlefield. All the cavalry's horses collapsed to the ground in an instant, and all the cavalrymen fell off their horses. The majesty of a king! The little rascal suddenly jumped in front of Rui Xi, crouched on the ground. Rui Xi leaped onto it. The little rascal then jumped in front of the fainted Yuan Ye, picked Yuan Ye up in its mouth, and with a powerful leap, jumped out of the crowd and ran towards the outside of the city. "Kill him!" "Stop him!" "Don't let him get away!" ... Countless people drew their weapons and chased after Yuan Ye, shouting. But they simply couldn't catch up with the little rascal. Soon, apart from the ruins, corpses, and blood on the battlefield, there was nothing left. The air was filled with a nauseating smell of blood. "Second brother, has that stinking rogue really escaped?" After a long while, the little witch's trembling voice rang out. "He's escaped. Just don't know if he'll survive," Xu Zijing sighed. Just then, on the other side of the street, a middle - aged man in a white long shirt walked up slowly. Strangely, this middle - aged man walked very slowly, but when everyone took a second look, his steps had already brought him in front of everyone. The great supernatural ability of shrinking the ground into inches! "Greetings, Father," Xu Zilong, Xu Zijing, and Xu Ying dismounted and bowed simultaneously. "Greetings, Governor," the officers and soldiers, seeing the newcomer, also knelt on the ground. This man was Xu Qian, the governor of Hunluo Province, the number - one expert in Hunluo Province, a Wu Di expert, and an outstandingly powerful being at the peak of the Wu Di realm. "All rise," Xu Qian's majestic voice rang throughout the venue. "Father, the villain committed atrocities here, killing hundreds of nobles and soldiers. I sent for you long ago. You..." "I've been here for a long time," Xu Qian's indifferent voice rang out. "Ah?" Xu Zilong frowned and immediately said, "Father, my uncle and two cousins were killed by that villain. You just watched?" "What? You want me to take action?" Xu Qian looked at his eldest son and said lightly. "Even my uncle was killed by him. If you don't take action, who can stop him?" "Enough. I tell you, let this matter rest. Also, don't pursue and kill him in the future," Xu Qian waved his sleeve as if to leave. "Father, you're not going to pursue and kill him because you've seen his potential and don't want to be his enemy?" Xu Zijing quickly stepped forward at this time. Xu Qian turned around and looked at his second son. He found that not only Xu Zijing, but Xu Ying and the others were also waiting for his answer. "Yes and no."