Those who kill will always be killed. When he cut open the eighth tent, unfortunately, a Martial Lord inside just woke up. Yuan Ye's long sword was clattering in the rain, which immediately woke the Martial Lord up completely. "Someone has invaded!" A loud shout rang out in the rainy night. The first to be awakened was a middle-aged man living in the same tent. Immediately, the whole camp became noisy. A deafening "Crack" sound. A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, clearly illuminating every inch of space in the forest. The two people in the tent finally saw Yuan Ye's appearance clearly. "It's Yuan Ye. Kill him!" With a roar, the middle-aged man and his companion immediately charged forward. At the same time, more than a dozen tents had been cut open, and blood was gushing out from the tents. Mixed with the rainwater on the ground, the ground seemed to turn red. In an instant, everyone felt a strong sense of death. With the help of the bolts of lightning streaking across the sky, people finally understood what had happened. The cut-open tents, the rolling heads, the bright red blood... At the moment when the lightning disappeared, the world became pitch black again. Only the clattering sound of swords colliding in the dark night could be heard. Just in this dark night, Yuan Ye and the two Martial Lords in the tent engaged in a fierce battle. Facing Yuan Ye, the two Martial Lords both roared and launched the most ferocious counterattacks against him. Blade glows and sword qis were surging in the forest. Dazzling lights illuminated every inch of the dark space. It was already impossible to distinguish whether it was sword qi or lightning. The dazzling lights were intertwined and tearing in the forest. The sword qi and blade glows seemed to be connected to the lightning in the sky. Three figures were moving and charging rapidly in the lights... The lightning disappeared, but the heavy rain was still pouring down. The fierce battle between Yuan Ye and the two Martial Lords seemed to have stopped. The mountains were in complete darkness, but the sense of death still hung over the forest. "Crack!" Another bolt of lightning. The martial artists, with the help of this momentary light, saw that the two Martial Lords were lying dead on the ground, and Yuan Ye was nowhere to be seen. "Everyone, listen to me. I only want to kill Lin Hong. Those who want to live, get out of my way. Those who stay, I will leave none of them alive." Yuan Ye's voice came from all directions in the dark night, making it impossible to tell his position. But those martial artists had no intention of leaving. Without even hesitation, he looked around for traces of Yuan Yedi. Suddenly, a sword qi pierced through the dark night and stabbed towards the place where Yuan Ye was. The direction was accurate without error, and the power was fierce and overbearing. Yuan Ye hurriedly raised the long sword in his left hand and sent out a sharp sword qi to resist. But how could a hasty sword resist the fierce strike that the opponent had been preparing? Yuan Ye felt a blade glow penetrate his body. He felt a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen. But finally, it was resolved by his tendons and bones, which were comparable to a lower-grade saint weapon. Although he suffered a certain internal injury, it was not too serious. "Lin Hong, you finally came out." Yuan Ye had no intention of retreating at all. He looked coldly at the person coming. "Yuan Ye, you have a really big life. You didn't die even like this. But you can't get out alive no matter what." Lin Hong held a precious saber and pointed it directly at Yuan Ye's heart. "Damn your nonsense!" Yuan Ye cursed and suddenly charged towards Lin Hong. At this moment, Yuan Ye's whole body was emitting golden light, like a raging flame surrounding his body. The rain could no longer get close to him and was blocked outside the golden light. He was like a golden-armored war god, with an intimidating presence. He raised his long sword and slashed vertically towards Lin Hong. Lin Hong, a peak Martial Lord expert. Even Yuan Ye, whose power had increased greatly, couldn't say that he could surely win against him. Moreover, there were so many experts around eyeing him covetously. Yuan Ye went all out. "Die!" Lin Hong suddenly roared. The blade glow, more than two zhang long, illuminated the whole forest. Yuan Ye raised his sword to meet it. The dazzling sharp edges collided and then exploded into a blinding light cluster like the sun. "Humph, do you think you can kill me with just this little ability?" Yuan Ye snorted coldly. He didn't stop there. He strode forward. The long sword in his hand was raised again, and another dazzling sharp edge rushed out. When the sword qi and blade glow sent out by the two fighting people met in the air, there were bursts of clanging sounds like metal colliding. The surging energy fluctuations caused the nearby big trees to fall in large numbers. Yuan Ye took three big steps forward. Each step made the whole forest shake. He continuously slashed nine swords. The nine substantialized sword qis concentrated on the effect of the Second Sword of Sealing Demons - Primordial Shock, with extremely powerful might. Lin Hong, who was originally of similar strength to him, was actually forced back five big steps. The fierce impact made him spit out three big mouthfuls of blood. The life-risking fighting style made Lin Hong suffer a serious internal injury, while Yuan Ye's situation was much better. "What's going on? You have become a Martial Lord. This is impossible!" Facing Yuan Ye's powerful strength, Lin Hong simply couldn't believe it. Half a month ago, Yuan Ye was barely able to fight a junior Martial Emperor. Most of his killings were achieved by cooperating with a little girl or by sneak attacks. But now, Yuan Ye actually repelled him head-on. "Ha ha, I'm so handsome. You dare to be arrogant with me. I'll kill you." Yuan Ye also became arrogantly proud. Suddenly, several martial artists tried to sneak attack Yuan Ye. Yuan Ye didn't hesitate. With a wave of his hand, heads rolled. "Puff" "Puff" "Puff"... Blood splashed. Several heads rolled on the ground. Yuan Ye's current strength was truly terrifying. But at this moment, a blazing light burst out from Lin Hong's body. There was also a blue halo in the light. The blue was constantly rotating. The light became brighter and more brilliant. Finally, a huge energy vortex was formed. The huge energy made people tremble. "Kid, you have become much stronger. But unfortunately, you haven't reached the Martial Lord realm yet. Do you think you can win?" Lin Hong's arrogant voice echoed throughout the mountain forest. "Damn it. What are you so cocky about? It's just a big move!" Yuan Ye was very unconvinced and leaped into the air. The long sword in his hand was seemingly fast and slow, and the sword body was faintly visible. The Second Sword of Sealing Demons - Primordial Shock. After his strength increased greatly, the power of this second sword was also incomparable to before. "Petty tricks!" Lin Hong took a step forward in the void and slowly chanted, "Blood Blade - Saber Returns to the Four Seas!" In the short time of these six words, Lin Hong had already slashed hundreds of times in place. Strangely, there was no sound of saber wind or light. Suddenly, hundreds of black lines appeared in the space around Yuan Ye, as if the space had been torn, surrounding him. A violent popping sound like firecrackers was heard. Lin Hong could actually make all the hundreds of blade edges strike Yuan Ye's Primordial Shock Sword. Although the Primordial Shock Sword was powerful, it had a fatal weakness. That was, it must touch the enemy. It had the strongest power when touching the body. It also worked when touching the enemy's swords and other weapons. But if it couldn't touch, even if it was just a tiny distance short, it would have almost no power. The Primordial Shock Sword was a completely physical attack, not like fighting qi that could kill invisibly. At this moment, Lin Hong's "Saber Returns to the Four Seas" completely grasped the weakness of the Primordial Shock Sword, making it end without even having a chance to touch him. The combat experience of the Martial Emperor's master on the peak is by no means comparable to that of the Martial Emperor's junior level. "Damn it. You are ruthless!" Yuan Ye cursed but didn't give up. The Deathly Seven Kicks were sent out instantly. The seven kicks formed a net-like offensive. Seemingly attacking at the same time, it was actually because the speed was too fast. The "hissing" sound of breaking through the air could be heard continuously. Lin Hong opened his eyes wide and sent out two divine lights. He also leaped into the air. His steel-like legs swept directly over, sending out a peerless leg shadow to meet the Deathly Seven Kicks. The physical attacks of both sides had reached the extreme of hardness. As soon as they touched, there were bursts of "clanging" sounds in the air, like metal colliding. The two finally separated again. Yuan Ye stood proudly on the battlefield. Lin Hong also stood straight stubbornly. But Lin Hong's legs were trembling. "How could this be? His legs are so hard." Lin Hong's heart trembled. In this leg strength competition, what was attacked was surely not the skin or the leg flesh. It was the strength of the leg bones. Lin Hong was very confident in his leg strength. But when he just kicked Yuan Ye's legs, it felt like kicking on a ten-thousand-year-old diamond. His legs already had broken bones. He didn't know that the hardness of Yuan Ye's bones was comparable to a lower-grade saint weapon. Kicking saint weapon-level swords with legs was simply courting death.