"Slap!" Bao Mao, the Martial Lord beside Yuan Ye, when he heard Yuan Ye mention that he had drunk something, fearing that the secret would be revealed, suddenly punched Yuan Ye hard in the mouth. "How could such a nobody deserve to have a grudge with the state lord?" Yuan Ye's icy gaze suddenly turned towards him. That gaze was filled with murderous intent, making Bao Mao couldn't help but step back. At this moment, Yuan Ye, who was tied up with his hands behind his back, suddenly knelt down. He supported the ground with both hands. The blood flow began to accelerate.The veins on his forehead suddenly jumped very obviously. A fierce and violent aura also emerged from his body. "Not good. The 'Demonic Rage' is starting to break out. I have to leave quickly." Martial Lord Bao Mao exclaimed in his heart that something was terribly wrong. "Lord Mo Tian, the criminal Yuan Ye has been delivered. I should also go back to report. If there's nothing else, I would like to take my leave first." "Huh?" Mo Tian frowned. "What if I have something to say?" "Please speak, my lord!" Bao Mao immediately asked. He only wanted to leave this dangerous place quickly. Soon, a bloody battle would break out here. "Why didn't Jiang Yuanfeng come here in person?" "Well..." Bao Mao didn't know how to answer. "Ah—" At this moment, Yuan Ye, who was half-kneeling on the ground, suddenly roared. His whole body lit up with a dazzling light. Fine threads of blood began to seep out from Yuan Ye's body surface, dyeing his white long shirt red. Yuan Ye suddenly looked up. Blood was flowing from his eyes, and two blinding red lights shot out from his eyes. These two red lights directly hit Bao Mao's forehead. "Kill!" Yuan Ye suddenly roared. The soft bud rope was broken free by him in an instant. At the same time, Yuan Ye rushed forward. His arm directly penetrated Bao Mao's heart. With a movement of his hands, Bao Mao was torn into two halves by Yuan Ye. The blood drenched Yuan Ye all over. Yuan Ye had never felt that the feeling of being bathed in blood was so thrilling. At this moment, when he saw the guards around and the mysterious expert Mo Tian, he actually had a feeling of wanting to tear them into pieces. "What's wrong with me?" Yuan Ye shook his head again and again, hoping to make himself sober. But his eyes were getting redder and redder, and the murderous thought was becoming stronger and stronger. "Interesting!" Mo Tian smiled in a daze. Suddenly, a javelin appeared in Mo Tian's hand. The moment Mo Tian grasped the javelin, a terrifying aura emanated from his body. "Your murderous aura is not small. But your momentum is only that of a Martial Lord. You have no chance against me." Mo Tian, holding the javelin, looked down at Yuan Ye with great confidence. Jiang Yuanfeng, who was hiding in the distance, changed his expression. From Mo Tian's tone, could it be that Mo Tian's strength was even above that of a Martial Lord? The mysterious Mo Tian had never made a move. No one knew his strength. All that was known was that he was nominally the deputy of the state lord. But even State Lord Cui Zhihao was respectful towards him. Jiang Yuanfeng couldn't imagine that Mo Tian would be an existence beyond a Martial Lord. Above a Martial Lord, one transcends the mundane and enters sainthood and no longer concerns oneself with ordinary affairs. If he, Mo Tian, was beyond a Martial Lord, he shouldn't be in Gu Yang State. Mo Tian stepped on the void and took two steps to the outside of the main hall. He looked at Yuan Ye in front of him. The aura emanating from Mo Tian's whole body made Yuan Ye, even in a semi-crazy state, feel a tremor. "I'm no longer interested in knowing what happened to you. Die." Mo Tian's gaze swept over Yuan Ye. The javelin in his hand instantly pierced through the space and had already reached in front of Yuan Ye. "Pfft!" Even though Yuan Ye dodged at full speed, this javelin still wounded Yuan Ye's left shoulder. Then the javelin returned to Mo Tian's hand. "Damn it. Kill!" The pain in his shoulder further stimulated Yuan Ye, who was in a semi-crazy state. Yuan Ye charged towards Mo Tian without any tactics at this moment. "Humph, overestimating your own abilities." Mo Tian moved. His whole person directly turned into a ray of light and instantly streaked across the sky. And Yuan Ye also increased his speed to the limit. Yuan Ye was fast, but Mo Tian was even faster! The long sword in Yuan Ye's hand carried a golden glow and directly slashed towards Mo Tian's head. Mo Tian sneered disdainfully and instead stepped back to avoid Yuan Ye's sword blade. The javelin in his hand was like a ray of light and instantly pierced through the sky and stabbed towards Yuan Ye's head. The shooting speed of this javelin was too fast. Yuan Ye had no time to dodge. "Clang!" The long sword was like teleporting and directly hit the javelin shaft. The javelin vibrated, and the spearhead brushed past Yuan Ye's ear. "Somewhat interesting. The speed is also good." Mo Tian held the javelin and looked at Yuan Ye with a faint smile. "Even in the entire Flaming Continent, among Martial Lord experts, you should be considered one of the top ones. It's a pity. No matter how powerful a Martial Lord is, he has no chance against me, a Soul Fighting level expert." Mo Tian's expression became serious. He directly waved his hand. "Boom!" A pale white light directly covered Yuan Ye. Yuan Ye had been extremely nervous from the very beginning. When this pale white light shot over, Yuan Ye didn't think twice and immediately flew back. "Zzz—" Wherever the body part was covered by this pale white light, it was actually directly incinerated into ashes. Pain! The flesh on Yuan Ye's calf was turned into ashes. The intense pain further stimulated his nerves. Yuan Ye had just barely escaped from the coverage of the white light and then roared and charged towards Mo Tian again. A huge and dazzling golden light burst out. It was exactly the First Sword of Sealing Demons - Lesser Yang! "Huh? It seems that you have lost your reason. What's going on?" Mo Tian frowned as he looked at the crazy Yuan Ye. But he didn't dodge or avoid Yuan Ye's Lesser Yang Sword. When the dazzling golden light flew in front of him, Mo Tian then retreated at an extremely fast speed. The Lesser Yang Sword advanced, and Mo Tian retreated. But the power of the Lesser Yang Sword, which Yuan Ye urged with his fighting qi, the speed of this power was actually not as fast as Mo Tian. Mo Tian was smiling. He easily maintained a distance from the Lesser Yang Sword. When the Lesser Yang Sword dissipated, Mo Tian stopped. "Although not very rational, the power of this sword, being sent out by a Martial Lord, tsk-tsk, is really remarkable." Mo Tian sighed and said. Unfortunately, he didn't know that Yuan Ye hadn't reached the Martial Lord realm yet. Mo Tian's speed suddenly soared to the limit. Almost in a flash, he reached in front of Yuan Ye. Yuan Ye's eyes were blood-red and on the verge of losing his reason. Facing Mo Tian, who was beyond a Martial Lord, he actually confronted him directly. "Too slow!" Mo Tian's gaze suddenly became fierce. "Whoosh!" The javelin was immediately shot out. The target - Yuan Ye's heart. "Pfft!" The javelin directly pierced into Yuan Ye's body. Until this moment, Yuan Ye was still roaring and swinging his sword, trying to strike Mo Tian. There was still a trace of madness in his eyes. "Huh?" Mo Tian suddenly opened his eyes wide in shock and anger. After his javelin pierced into Yuan Ye's body, it couldn't pierce any further. "Bang!" The sound of metal shattering. Yuan Ye's chest ribs were broken. Blood filled his entire chest. "How could it be? My spear only shattered his breastbone. His breastbone defense is too terrifying!" Mo Tian changed his expression for the first time. He exerted more force with his hand, trying to directly pierce Yuan Ye's heart. At this moment, a floating sword shadow appeared. This sword shadow seemed fast and slow. In the blink of an eye, it reached in front of Mo Tian. "Huh?" Mo Tian made a decisive change in this instant. The long spear was suddenly pulled out from Yuan Ye's breastbone and accurately blocked Yuan Ye's long sword. "Pfft!" Mo Tian couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood and immediately retreated. His internal organs were injured by this sword. Originally, he wanted to attack Yuan Ye's internal organs, but now he was injured by Yuan Ye instead. Mo Tian's face immediately turned cold. "Kid, you have given me quite a few surprises. It seems that I underestimated you." Mo Tian sneered. At the same time, his javelin also began to hum. At this moment, Jiang Yuanfeng suddenly rushed in. "Lord Mo Tian, you are injured!" While speaking, Jiang Yuanfeng had already blocked in front of Mo Tian, looking as if he was vowing to defend him to the death. "Get out of the way. I don't need your help to kill." Mo Tian pushed Jiang Yuanfeng away indifferently. He took a step forward and walked in front of Jiang Yuanfeng. He stared directly at Yuan Ye. A terrifying pressure directly rushed towards Yuan Ye. "With your strength, if you weren't surrounded, you could really have killed Lin Hong and the others one by one. It's a pity. You are still a Martial Lord after all. Now I want you to see the power of a Soul Fighting level expert. You only have thirty seconds to experience this invincible power because I will take your life within thirty seconds."