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Only now did the girl clearly see the figure standing in front of her. Although it didn't seem that tall, it still gave off an incomparably warm aura.

"Ye Yang!" The girl cried out.

Ye Yang's appearance caused the A disciple of the Ye Family of Ye Feng's faction to panic and slow down their attacks.

Ye Feng and the rest turned to look at the stage. Ye Yun who was previously like a madman, was lying motionless on the stage.

Ye Yang looked at A disciple of the Ye Family with killing intent. The coldness in his eyes was so cold that it seemed as if A disciple of the Ye Family had fallen into an icehouse.

He desperately tried to retract his sword, but it seemed as if the sword was stuck in Ye Yang's hand. No matter how hard he tried, it just wouldn't budge.

'Bang! 'a crisp sound was heard.

The steel sword broke from the middle. Ye Yang held the broken sword and before the A disciple of the Ye Family could react, the broken sword had already slashed across his neck.

Blood gushed out like a fountain. A disciple of the Ye Family immediately threw away the sword in her hand and tried to cover her wound with her hands. However, she couldn't stop it at all. Fresh blood continued to flow from the gaps between her fingers.

He wanted to speak, but his throat was cut and only a series of strange sounds could be heard. Blood gushed out even more. His eyes, which were filled with fear, slowly lost their luster.

"Pa!"

He slumped to the ground and twitched a few times before he stopped.

Following the death of A disciple of the Ye Family, the two sides immediately stopped battling, and the people who were originally standing to the side and watching coldly became even more silent.

Although these disciples would often spar and occasionally bleed and be injured, they had never experienced a life or death battle.

Now that he saw a living person being killed right in front of his eyes, his heart was filled with fear.

The smell of blood rushed into everyone's nostrils, making them feel their blood boil. The girls felt even worse as they retreated to cover their mouths and vomited.

Ye Yang waved the broken sword in his hand. On the sword, blood mixed with his and the A disciple of the Ye Family's, slowly dripped from the sword tip.

A fiery look flashed across Ye Yang's eyes. He wasn't afraid nor was he disgusted. Instead, he felt an unrestrained joy.

He had an impulse to use the sword in his hand to kill all of the people in front of him. Ye Yang's heart shivered as he forcefully suppressed this urge.

He used the broken half of the sword in his hand to point at Ye Feng and the others.

Seeing Ye Yang rushing over, Ye Feng shouted, "Come together, kill him!"

A dozen or so people immediately went up to Ye Yang and surrounded him.

Ye Yang dodged a A disciple of the Ye Family's sword and punched him heavily on the chest. Instantly, his chest caved in and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

He casually threw this half dead A disciple of the Ye Family over to Ye Feng and the others.

Originally, Ye Feng and the rest were prepared to surround him, but when they saw a figure flying towards them, they anxiously dodged and dodged.

Once the encirclement was broken, Ye Yang immediately used the empty-handed fighting technique he learned in the army. The broken sword in his hand was like a scythe cutting grass, instantly slicing two opponents closest to him.

Just as the two of them fell to the ground, the broken sword in Ye Yang's hand stabbed into the third person's heart like a dagger.

In a blink of an eye, four people died on Ye Feng's side. Everyone could not help but feel fear, and they all retreated.

A bunch of flowers in a greenhouse. When had they ever seen such a bloody scene? A few of them had already lost their legs.

Don't look at how they aggressively charged over just now, it was because the group of female disciples in front of them were like a flock of sheep. Relying on the advantage of numbers, he dared to make a move.

Now that there was a tiger among the sheep, and it was a bloodthirsty tiger at that, their courage immediately vanished like smoke into thin air. There were even a few people that were stained with Ye Yang's killing intent, trembling so much so that they couldn't even stand properly.

He pointed at Ye Feng and the others and said, "I know, you guys are passively following Ye Feng. "I'll give you a chance now. Put down your weapons and I'll spare your lives. Otherwise, the four of you will end up like this!"

Seeing that these people were acting strangely, Ye Feng said anxiously, "Don't listen to his nonsense, everyone come with me. "As long as we kill him, we'll consider it a success. Don't fall into his trap!"

Ye Yang simply ignored Ye Feng and coldly looked at them, "I will only give you three enough time to count. If you still refuse to surrender your weapons, then you can only repent in hell."

"Three!"

"Two!"

"Ding! Ding!" The sound never stopped. Six people dropped their weapons and retreated from the battle.

"One!"

Looking at the remaining seven people by Ye Feng's side, he shook his head. "I have already done my best.

He threw down the broken sword in his hand. He had not cultivated the Dark Gold Body of Dragon and Elephant yet, so he could not face his opponent empty-handed. With this broken sword in his hand, he could still use it as a dagger. However, if he were to collide with someone else's weapon, his own hand would also be injured.

With a flick of his toes, a blade that was thrown to the ground earlier flew into Ye Yang's hands. After a few slashes, he felt that it was rather smooth.

A trace of ruthlessness emerged on the corner of his mouth as an invisible aura locked onto Ye Feng and the others. He raised his blade and swiftly slashed at them, and a powerful aura actually enveloped all of them.

"Hong!" A loud sound was heard, causing the dust to fly into the air, Ye Feng and the rest were immediately forced to retreat.

Be it in battle or spectating, both sides were shocked. Even Ye Lingtian was no exception.

Ye Feng and the other three could not even defend against one of Ye Yang's attacks, each of them rolling back like a gourd on the ground.

Ye Yang did not give them a chance to catch their breath. He followed his blade and used a horizontal slash to cut a member of the Ye Family who had yet to get up from the ground into two.

Next, a side kick shattered the other person's jaw, and the long blade turned into a ray of light, slashing towards the remaining people.

Miserable screams came out, the broken limbs flew everywhere, even Ye Lingtian was startled. Such a ruthless method had shocked him. Was this still the cowardly son he had always been?

When Ye Feng got up from the ground, he realized that the whole place was quiet without any signs of life.

Broken limbs were scattered all around him. A pair of ice-cold eyes were looking at him, as if he was standing naked in the snow in the middle of a cold winter. His entire body was being looked through by those eyes.

What left him in disbelief was that he was the only one left. The others were all dead. Ever since he was born, with his grandfather's care, today was the first time Ye Feng felt fear.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked at Ye Yang. Even though he was usually eloquent, he didn't know what to say at this moment.

Ye Yang changed the cold look on his face and said with a kind smile, "What?" Cousin brother Ye Feng, do you want to tell me something now?

Seeing that Ye Yang actually laughed, Ye Feng suddenly felt that there was hope for a turning point. "Cousin Ye Yang, actually, this is all just a misunderstanding. I don't have any intention to kill you, I just wanted to scare you."

When the surrounding people heard these words, they secretly curled their lips. To still be able to say such words at this time, this Ye Feng's skin was definitely thick to behold.

Ye Yang was infuriated by Ye Feng's words, he looked at him with a playful expression and said, "I told you a long time ago that with your intelligence, you're not worthy of scheming and scheming. But I realized that I was wrong. "

"Oh? Cousin, what do you mean?" Ye Feng asked anxiously.

"Because you don't even have a brain, how can you have something as high level as an IQ! "To be able to say such childish cold words, and not even a three year old child, are you looking down on me?" Ye Yang sneered.

Seeing Ye Feng's originally handsome face turn red, as if he was injected with chicken blood, he said unhurriedly. "Today, you two, ancestor and grandson, together with others are scheming against each other. According to the clan rules, you are definitely going to be executed."

Pausing for a moment, he continued, "So you are dead for sure, don't embarrass the Ye Family. Even if you die, you should show some courage." "I will give you a fair chance. If you defeat me, or kill me, you will be free."

With that, he pointed his bloodied blade at Ye Feng.

The heavy atmosphere pressured down until it was hard for everyone to breathe. Those people who had followed Ye Feng and placed down their weapons midway were all deeply rejoicing at their previous decisions.

Ye Qingxuan and the other girls also gradually got used to the blood and stopped vomiting. However, their faces were still pale white, and they looked at Ye Yang with complicated expressions.

The current Ye Yang was not immature in the slightest. He had a ruthlessness and maturity that did not match his age that shocked them.

Ye Feng held onto the sword tightly, his eyes full of hatred as he looked at Ye Yang and said, "Although I don't know, how did you suddenly become so strong, or did you just hide it all this time? "But today, you will still die. No one will be able to save you."

"Hehe, I don't know if I can live through this. But one thing I'm sure of is that you won't be able to wait for that result. "

Ye Yang did not say anything, his feet lightly touched the ground, and his entire body charged towards Ye Feng, his single blade striking out diagonally.

Ye Feng did not dare to be negligent, and took every precaution, trying his best to not face Ye Yang directly and blindly, in order to avoid him.

His internal organs felt as if they were flipped upside down as he vomited a mouthful of blood. He lay on the ground in a sorry state and was no longer able to fight anymore.

Ye Yang's long blade dragged the ground as he slowly walked towards Ye Feng. The friction between the blade and the ground was extremely ear-piercing, as if it was the prelude to death, bringing about an endless amount of pressure.

Arriving in front of Ye Feng, Ye Yang looked calm as he slowly raised the blade in his hand.

"Ye Yang, if you dare injure my grandson, I'll rip you to shreds!" The Great Elder's angry roar sounded.

The corner of Ye Yang's mouth curled into a cold smile. His hands did not pause in the slightest as they slowly pierced towards Ye Feng's heart.

Seeing this, Great Elder Xi Men Li shouted, "How long will you take action if you don't?" "Do we have to wait until we're all dead?"

When everyone heard this, they were stunned. They still hadn't understood what had just happened.

Ye Yang immediately felt a chill behind his back as a sharp attack shot towards his back.

"Yang'er, be careful!" Ye Lingtian's eyes widened.