"You dare to touch my, Ye Xuan's, women. Today, all of you will die!"

As the endless icy cold voice rang out, a thick sense of life-and-death danger filled Song Yuanhang's heart, who was rushing towards Leng Qingcheng. This caused his expression to change involuntarily.

Subconsciously, he looked towards the source of the danger. A long black spear that burned with endless devil flames flew through the air, carrying an endless amount of killing intent as it streaked across the sky. It was rushing towards him at an extremely fast speed.

"Boom! Boom!"

This sudden change of events shocked Song Yuanhang greatly. He wanted to dodge, but it was already too late. A strong killing intent burst out from his eyes, and a scarlet aura burst out from his body, forming a crimson shield in front of him.

In the next moment, the black spear, carrying an endless amount of killing intent, smashed against the shield.

"Kacha …."

"Ahh …"

"Puchi …"

The black shield formed by Song Yuanhang's astral energy only lasted for a moment before a crack appeared under his astonished gaze. It was penetrated by the black spear and it exploded with a loud bang. The black spear carried a strong killing intent and pierced through his right shoulder, causing him to scream miserably.

No one knew just how terrifying or powerful the power contained within the black spear was. It pushed Song Yuanhang's body to continuously retreat, and ultimately nailed him to the wall at the end of the hall.

"Ah... "Damn it..."

The intense pain caused Song Yuanhang's expression to turn angry and sinister. His two hands were tightly grasping the black spear that had pierced through his body, and he wanted to pull it out of his body.

But at this moment, the spear strangely turned into a black poisonous snake and entered Song Yuanhang's body. It caused Song Yuanhang's face to be filled with pain, as if his heart was about to shatter …

Immediately after, his body heavily crashed into the ground, producing a dull thud.

This sudden turn of events had happened in a split-second. Even Leng Tianlong had no time to rescue him.

When he regained his senses, Song Yuanhang was already heavily injured, causing Leng Tianlong's expression to turn ice-cold.

The killing intent in his eyes surged as he turned his head to look in the direction the black spear had come from.

A slender and tall figure filled with endless killing intent had at some point appeared in the great hall, appearing in his line of sight.

He was the one who brought Su Xiaomeng out to eat, Ye Xuan.

Looking at the demon and Yu Ji, who were frozen into ice sculptures, looking at Leng Qingcheng, who had her acupuncture points pressed and almost tainted by Song Yuanhang, a strong killing intent burned in Ye Xuan's heart.

"Boom! Boom!"

With a thought, monstrous devil flames burst out from the ground, rescuing Yu Ji and succumbing to the ice that had sealed them in ice, and then melting the ice that sealed them.


At the same time, Ye Xuan flicked his finger and pointed it at Leng Qingcheng's body, opening her acupoints.

"My lord!"

Seeing Ye Xuan rushing over at the most critical moment, excited voices came out from the mouths of the succubus and Yu Ji.

"What's going on?"

Ye Xuan's expression was ice-cold as he stared at Leng Tianlong. He could feel the danger from Leng Tianlong's body, and icy words came out of his mouth.

Just as the charming demon and Yu Ji were about to speak, they were interrupted by Leng Tianlong's ice-cold voice, "Are you that trash?"

"Ye Xuan, you damned bastard! How dare you hurt me?! I'll tear you to shreds!"

Song Yuanhang, who'd been heavily injured by the black spear, regained his senses at this moment. He stood up, and stared coldly at Ye Xuan. The dense killing intent in his eyes burned fiercely, and a berserk aura spread out.


Following Song Yuanhang's words, his entire body ignited with a scarlet Supreme Force. He was like a fire man as he charged straight towards Ye Xuan with boundless killing intent.

Everywhere they passed by, the hard floor seemed to have been burnt and was completely destroyed, leaving behind a large amount of charred marks.

In just an instant, Song Yuanhang had arrived in front of Ye Xuan. He tightly clenched his fist, and an aura filled the air. It formed into a flame lion that charged towards Ye Xuan to tear him apart.

Raging Lion Fury Fist!


Seeing this, Ye Xuan's eyes flashed with a cold light. He didn't even look at it as he punched out!

"Puchi …"

The two fists collided and a deafening explosion resounded.

In the next moment, Song Yuanhang felt as if he was struck by lightning. A large amount of black blood sprayed out of his mouth, and he was sent flying like a dead dog.

"Ah... You damned bastard, you forced me to do this! "

How could Song Yuanhang withstand such a result when he was actually sent flying with a single punch from Ye Xuan? His eyes instantly turned blood-red as both of his hands formed a seal. A cold and sinister blood energy slowly surged out from his body.

As the cold, bloody energy spread out from his body, his appearance also gradually changed. His teeth became slender, his ears became sharp, and a large number of black veined patterns appeared on the surface of his body, making him look extremely strange. His aura rose bit by bit like a vampire from the West …

"Western vampire techniques? However, you won't have the chance to use it! "

Ye Xuan's eyes flickered with a cold light as he coldly looked at Song Yuanhang.

As for Leng Tianlong, he watched the scene with interest and did not make a move.

He had already heard that Song Yuanhang had roamed the West before and trained in some sort of Western Secretary. Now, he was able to experience it for himself.


Song Yuanhang's aura continued to rise as a pair of blood-colored wings emerged from his back. He stared at Ye Xuan with bloodshot eyes as he coldly spoke.


The instant his words left his mouth, the wings behind his back flapped, causing his speed to soar. He turned into a ray of bloody light, carrying with him an endless killing intent as he charged towards Ye Xuan.


Seeing Song Yuanhang's imposing manner increase completely and attack him, a trace of coldness flashed through Ye Xuan's eyes. He didn't have any intention of attacking again, and instead, lightly tapped his finger.

"Ahh …"

"No …."

Along with Ye Xuan's handsome movements, Song Yuanhang, who was originally facing him, suddenly froze. Dark, hot devil flames burst out of Song Yuanhang's body without warning, enveloping and burning his body.

Song Yuanhang struggled crazily under the incineration of the devil fire. He screamed miserably, but was eventually incinerated into nothingness bit by bit by the devil fire. He was turned into ashes and scattered in the wind, not leaving a single trace, as if he had never appeared.

Clearly, the demonic flame that engulfed Song Yuanhang was the black spear that pierced his body and it charged into his body.

"He's done. Now it's your turn!"

After easily killing Song Yuanhang, Ye Xuan turned around and his gaze fell on Leng Tianlong as he coldly spoke.

"Pah pah pah …"

"Not bad. To be able to easily deal with Song Yuanhang, this is somewhat out of my expectations …"

Seeing that Song Yuanhang had died just like that, a trace of shock flashed across Leng Tianlong's eyes. The astonishment on his face also disappeared in a flash.

After hearing Ye Xuan's chilling words and seeing Ye Xuan's gaze filled with killing intent, Leng Tianlong stretched out his palm and slapped it together. "However, in my eyes, you're still a piece of trash!"


The instant Leng Tianlong finished speaking, the killing intent in Ye Xuan's eyes blossomed. Violent energy exploded from beneath his feet as his body turned into a bright stream of light that carried an endless amount of killing intent as it flew towards Leng Tianlong.

Dragon Rage!


In the face of Ye Xuan's powerful punch, Leng Tianlong didn't dodge or evade at all. He also smashed his fist against Ye Xuan's fist.

As their fists collided, a terrifying force was released from their fists!

In the next moment, the other two fists smashed out at the same time.

"Not bad strength, but it's a pity that it can't hurt me!"

After completely blocking Ye Xuan's attack, Leng Tianlong stared coldly at Ye Xuan as he spoke with confidence.

"Is that so?"

Killing intent filled Ye Xuan's eyes. Monstrous demon energy and violent lightning surged out from his body, causing his aura to surge and an even more powerful force to burst out from his fist.

His fists carried the speed of thunder, and the devilish qi continued to attack Leng Tianlong, launching a fierce and violent attack on him.

Even in the face of Ye Xuan's crazy and ferocious attacks, Leng Tianlong still seemed unperturbed. At this moment, both of his arms were as clear as crystal, as if they were made of cold jade.

"Bang, bang, bang …"

The speed and movements of the two of them were simply too fast. Even Yu Ji and the charming demon could only see two shadows moving at high speeds within the hall, continuously emitting muffled sounds of collisions from the center of the hall. The sounds created a violent storm of energy within the hall, shaking the flower vases, red wine, cups and such as those in the surroundings …

Thirty-six Wind Thunder Kick!

The Wind God was enraged!

Devil Dragon's Strength!

The Demon Dragon was enraged!

Ye Xuan used all sorts of close-combat martial skills to madly attack Leng Tianlong, but Leng Tianlong didn't retreat or dodge at all. This caused Ye Xuan's expression to turn cold as an exquisite magic armor appeared on the surface of his body, causing his aura to soar.

His right arm emitted a resplendent golden light as his right fist surged with tyrannical golden energy. Under Ye Xuan's wave, it was like a golden sun carrying an unparalleled divine might as it furiously smashed towards Leng Tianlong.

The number one martial skill of Yin-Yang Tyrant Body Technique - Burning Sun!

Ye Xuan's sudden powerful attack caused Leng Tianlong's face to go cold. He instantly covered his right arm with an endless amount of cold energy. The dense cold energy spread out, causing his right hand to fiercely smash towards Ye Xuan as if it'd turned into an ice dragon.

The number one martial skill of the Manifestation Frost Arts - Long Pao!

Burning Sun VS Long Pao!

This was a battle between ice and fire!


The next moment, a deafening explosion resounded.

Icy, bone-chilling ice energy and burning fire energy spread out in all directions in the hall, instantly turning the entire hall into a world of ice and fire. Half of it was covered in ice, while the other half was incinerated by fire!

"Puchi …"

Ye Xuan and Leng Tianlong both paled, and their mouths sprayed out large amounts of blood. They were sent flying back like two cannonballs …


Ye Xuan's body heavily crashed into the TV wall, causing a deafening sound as it shattered the TV and the wall.

"Cough cough …"

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth.

He raised his head and looked at Leng Tianlong with an ice-cold gaze, his eyes filled with an undisguised seriousness.

Leng Tianlong's strength was extremely formidable. He didn't fear even if he fought head on with Ye Xuan, and didn't give Ye Xuan the slightest advantage over him. He was an absolute expert among experts, and didn't seem to be weak compared to Bai Feng.

"To actually be able to injure me, I have underestimated you!"

Leng Tianlong only took ten steps back to stabilize his body. He extended a hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, then gazed at Ye Xuan with killing intent. His mouth was filled with murderous words.

"However, you must die today. Even the deities will not be able to save you!"


Following Leng Tianlong's words, a thick, cold aura burst forth from the bottom of his feet. His long hair moved without any wind, and his aura rose rapidly, becoming stronger.

In the next instant, he charged towards Ye Xuan like an enraged ice dragon. His bone-piercing, ice-cold voice resonated through the world.

The second martial skill of the Myriad Manifestation Ice Art — Dragon Roar!