The short young man was sowhat exasperated and furious; the spear in his hand had been snatched away.
"Courting death!"
The short young man leaped into the air, stretching horizontally across the sky. In the next instant, he was above Ye Qiu’s head, intending to stomp Ye Qiu to death.
Ye Qiu did not move. Although his current realm was still in the Xu Return realm, Ye Qiu’s mindset was already akin to that of a Saint, and he wasn’t concerned about any martial artist of the sa realm.
Calm and unflinching in the face of danger, Ye Qiu simply grabbed with his hand. The short young man suddenly felt his whole body sway, followed by a loud buzz.
He was slamd into the ground by Ye Qiu.
It turned out that in the blink of an eye, Ye Qiu hadn’t waited for the other to stomp on his head. His hand had already grabbed the other’s ankle, then yanked hard, and the short young man was violently slamd into the ground by Ye Qiu.
The duel between the two had long created a vacuum around them, with no one daring to co near for fear of being caught in the aftermath.
Seeing the short young man being tossed aside like a toy by Ye Qiu, many people’s eyelids twitched as a human-shaped pit was smashed into the ground.
Dazed and disoriented from the blow, the short young man quickly jumped up again. Seeing the nurous gazes around him, his face burned with sha, especially when he glanced at his master in the distance, who wore a look of disappointnt.
Damn it!
This damn guy made so humiliated.
The short young man clenched his fists tightly, attacking once again.
This ti, he no longer held back and used all his strength, striving to reclaim his lost dignity.
As the short young man’s aura surged wildly, several small whirlwinds appeared around him, stirring up dust and sand.
Many were blown with their hair flying and their eyes blinded.
Around Ye Qiu, however, it was as if there was a placid scene; calm and serene with no disturbances.
Completely unaffected by the short young man’s influence, forming a domain of his own.
Hong Luan saw the short young man’s face twisted and his aura chillingly intimidating, and couldn’t help but caution Ye Qiu: "Be careful."
Ye Qiu squinted his eyes, quietly watching the opponent. Suddenly, the short young man shot up like a cannonball, with a loud bang.
Die!
The short young man’s voice suddenly rang in Ye Qiu’s ear. The distance between the two was closed within a single breath, and the short young man was right before Ye Qiu.
His hand was already gripping Ye Qiu’s neck, a smug smile on his face. He had succeeded, capturing Ye Qiu’s vital spot at the fastest speed.
He intended to twist Ye Qiu’s neck and kill him instantly.
But very quickly, the smugness on his face gradually turned to fear.
Because he found that no matter how much effort he exerted, it seed that the strength in his hands couldn’t twist Ye Qiu’s neck.
He slowly lowered his head, his pupils constantly dilating, revealing an incredulous expression.
At his Dantian, Ye Qiu’s arm had sohow pierced through; no wonder he couldn’t exert any strength. His Dantian was destroyed, and he had no power left.
Ye Qiu smiled, but that smile seed demonic to the short young man, chilling him to the bone.
As a martial artist in the Xu Return realm, he had just showcased his strongest power in front of Ye Qiu, only to neglect that his Dantian had been destroyed.
Fast move, but his own end ca just as swiftly.
He was too arrogant, thinking he could claim victory first, but at the last mont, Ye Qiu taught him a profound lesson—his final lesson in life.
A brutal reality: Before his attack even landed, Ye Qiu’s strike was already waiting for him, resulting in the destruction of his Dantian as he drew near.
The speed was so fast, even his body reacted slowly.
Only to hear Ye Qiu’s voice slowly coming: "I told you, the last one to be played to death would surely be you. Do you believe now?"
Saying this, Ye Qiu retracted his arm, and the short young man knelt on the ground, clutching his Dantian. Though not dead, having his Dantian destroyed was more agonizing than death.
"I’ll never let you go, even as a ghost." The short young man was unresigned.
Ye Qiu raised an eyebrow and pushed the short young man’s head down, pressing it directly into the ground, the ground stained red with blood.
"I will make it so you can’t even beco a ghost."
A soul floated out from the short young man’s body, glaring at Ye Qiu in fury, roaring continuously, yet Ye Qiu didn’t even give it a glance. With a release of his fist, the short young man’s soul dispersed completely, utterly dead.
Erasing the short young man took no more than the blink of an eye. From start to finish, Ye Qiu didn’t even use any major move; a few hand movents were all it took to obliterate the short young man.
At this mont, the soldiers of the Wild Deer Dynasty retreated even further. To them, Ye Qiu was too terrifying, seemingly invincible.
The soldiers of the Giant Elephant Dynasty, on the other hand, cheered, pleased at Ye Qiu’s success in vanquishing the enemy.
Hong Luan watched Ye Qiu’s back, recalling the scene when she first encountered him. Ye Qiu had been forcibly recruited by her.
With such prowess, no one would be his match if he showed it all, would they?
Why does he stay in the team? Yet, he has genuinely aided her. Thinking him scheming doesn’t seem right either.
Pondering for a long ti with no conclusion, Hong Luan decided to discuss it after resolving the present crisis.
If the distant young man were also dealt with, the threat to this mighty city would be lifted.
On the other side, the demise of the short young man at Ye Qiu’s hand was observed by a young man of considerable standing.
The young man frowned slightly and cursed incompetent fool.
Finally, he looked at the elder behind him and said, "Uncle Ming, it seems it’s ti for you to step in."
The elder nodded without a word, his figure flickering, directly appearing before Ye Qiu and Hong Luan.
"Want to live, or want to die?"
"Live, and you kneel. Die, and I achieve it for you."
The elder spoke domineeringly upon arrival, offering only two choices.
Facing the elder, Hong Luan felt a chill and instinctively stepped back two steps, putting Ye Qiu in front of her.
To Hong Luan’s surprise, even in the presence of an extrely dangerous elder, this young man remained unaffected as if nothing could disturb him.
Always so composed, so confident.
What kind of person is he?
Hong Luan suddenly beca intrigued by Ye Qiu, wondering if he could also defeat the elder standing before him?
"I don’t want to waste ti. If you don’t kneel, I’ll take it you choose death." The elder stared at Ye Qiu.
"Hehe... Who do you think you are? My life and death, you have no say." Ye Qiu retorted rcilessly, the elder being domineering, Ye Qiu was even more so, directly confronting him.
The elder’s eyes glinted with a cold light.
Ye Qiu remained indifferent, "Put away that face that asks for a beating; looking at it annoys . Considering you’re an elder, I couldn’t be bothered with you. If you can’t see it for yourself, I don’t mind showing you just how pathetic you are."
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