C62 Perpetrator must be Killed!

Death Valley.

Everyone had long been dumbstruck, the Lotus Sword Qi revolving extremely quickly in the sky, Fu Yu's attack instantly collapsed, while Fu Yu was even deeper inside, unable to escape.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Fu Yu screamed, his body was constantly being slashed by the Sword Qi, causing a blood mist to float to the sky. He let out a miserable howl, and in the blink of an eye, Fu Yu disappeared in the sky.

"Dead?!"

"Fu Yu was actually dismembered by the messy sword?"

"…"

Everyone was startled, each of them could not help but take in a breath of cold air, their eyes revealed their fear, they looked at Ye Ling who was on the stage, and instantly fell silent.

On the last stage, Mo Yu's face was purple, the corners of his mouth could not help but twitch, his red eyes were about to shoot out sparks, the Spirit Qi around his body was extremely tyrannical.

"The Great Desolation Meridian is indeed in his hands, the sword technique Ye Ling used just now, is precisely the Eight Desolations Sword Art." Knowing that Ye Ling had grasped the Great Desolation Meridian, he naturally could not let his guard down. Instead, he viewed Ye Ling as a formidable opponent.

"Mo Yu!"

"Now that I'm standing in front of you, shouldn't you hand over the antidote?"

Ye Ling stepped onto the last stage, and became the focus of attention. Ye Ling pushed horizontally all the way, consecutively winning six matches, so that everyone could not help but have a whole new level of respect for him.

On the stage, Mo Yu's face flushed red. He was so angry that he was trembling, gritted his teeth and said, "If you want the antidote, then you'll have to beat me first!"

"I already knew that you would say that. Then I'll be merciful and let you reunite with your fellow disciples!"

Ye Ling laughed coldly in disdain. How could Mo Yu be so crafty, to actually keep his sincerity, so Ye Ling was not afraid.

"Arrogant!"

"If you want to kill me, Mo Yu, I will destroy your soul and pay for the life of my younger brother!"

Mo Yu was furious, his eyes was filled with anger as he stared straight at Ye Ling, he suddenly rushed forward, the long blade in his hands cut the air, the blade light radiating everywhere, the Qi wave producing nine waves.

As Mo Yu attacked, Ye Ling suddenly disappeared from his original position, the only thing that could be seen was the sound of thunder exploding in the sky, with a loud bang, the light in the stage suddenly shattered, and a terrifying wave of air instantly spread out.

"Mo Yu is truly not simple!"

"That's right!" He is the seven consecutive crowns, the leader of Ground Spirit Cave! "

"I'm just afraid that in the next second, just like those people before me, my body and head will be separated."

When Mo Yu made his move, it was as swift as lightning, the might of his strike shook the entire audience, causing everyone's expressions to change greatly, as they all retreated and cried out in surprise. However, there were still people who did not think highly of Mo Yu, as his previous actions were truly frightening.

"Kill!"

When Mo Yu's hit on the stage missed, Ye Ling who was in the air revealed a sharp gaze, and with a sou sound, he bent down, the Light Wind Sword in his hands cutting down in a blink of an eye!

Puff!

Mo Yu sensed something, but he was unable to dodge in time. Catching him off guard, his chest started to crack, causing blood to spurt out into the air, and his body started to uncontrollably retreat.

"Mo Yu is injured!"

"What realm is this Ye Ling at exactly?"

"Damn it! This Ye Ling must be pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger! "

"…"

Seeing the strength that Ye Ling had displayed, everyone became suspicious, and each became curious. Ye Ling's cultivation level had always been a mystery in everyone's eyes.

"You are actually at the third level of the Nirvana stage!"

Mo Yu raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, lowering his head to look at his own chest, the moment when Ye Ling stopped fighting, he could finally confirm Ye Ling's current strength.

had also crossed ranks to fight. Although he was only at the fourth stage of the Nirvana Tribulation Stage, he would definitely lose when fighting against a fifth stage opponent. However, he was in such a sorry state when facing off against Ye Ling.

"So what if you can see it?"

"How confident are you in defeating me?"

Ye Ling laughed disdainfully, he knew that the moment he took action, his cultivation would not be hidden from Mo Yu, so he did not deliberately beat around the bush.

"Even if you can't, you have to!"

Facing Ye Ling's provocation, he actually rode a tiger and had no way of stopping it. Now that the six junior brothers of Ground Spirit Cave had all died in Ye Ling's hands, the people below the stage were all waiting to see him become a joke. How could Mo Yu possibly lift a rock to smash his own foot?

"Arrogant is courting death!"

"Originally, you and I could not recognize each other, but you have no shame in luring me here. Do you want me to make a fool out of myself in front of everyone, or is someone hiddenly encouraging you? You know this very well!"

Ye Ling frowned, he sneered at Mo Yu, with the matter at hand, he would not be kept in the dark, if Mo Yu wanted to avenge his brother, he would do everything he could, and did not need to attract the attention of the crowd.

"What?" You actually saw through it! "

What Ye Ling said made him feel a bit of fear, so he subconsciously turned his head to look at Qin Feng who was in the crowd below the stage.

"Bastard!"

Amongst the crowd, Qin Feng saw that Mo Yu was looking at him and he immediately became angry, but just as he was staring at Mo Yu onstage, he suddenly felt a cold light looking at him.

Qin Feng's expression was ugly, he turned to the side and saw that he was actually looking straight into Ye Ling's eyes.

"It's him?"

Ye Ling frowned, seeing the white clothed man in the crowd, he actually felt suspicious, and thought: This man's cultivation is only at the second stage of the Nirvana Tribulation Stage, why does he give me a feeling that he is scarier than Mo Yu in front of me?

"Have we finally met?"

When Chu Lingxiang and Qin Feng looked at each other, she actually revealed a sly smile, as if she had been waiting for this scene for a long time.

"Whiz!"

When Ye Ling and Qin Feng were looking at each other, Mo Yu took the chance and entered. He transformed into a gust of wind and approached Ye Ling instantly, the tip of his palm striking towards Ye Ling.

"Despicable!"

Ye Ling squinted his eyes. Seeing Mo Yu seize the chance to sneak an attack him, he frowned and bellowed. Then, he waved his hand and released a fist that shone with a bright light.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

The two of them clashed, and in an instant, a loud sound came out. Ye Ling retreated back quickly, but before he could even stand firm, Ye Ling had already started pacing, like a fierce tiger descending from the mountain, releasing a terrifying Qi, both of his arms struck out at the same time.

"Ah pu!"

Mo Yu's expression changed greatly, before he could even react, he screamed, and his body flew out like a broken kite.

Plop!

Mo Yu heavily smashed onto the ground, his face was as white as paper as he laid on the ground. Ye Ling's one strike had already killed a expert of the fifth level of Nirvana Tribulation Stage, it could be seen that Mo Yu was indeed outstanding.

"This guy is simply abnormal!"

"Mo Yu is so weak? This is impossible! "

"He's someone who has a higher cultivation realm! "No wonder he's so powerful!"

Everyone below the stage cried out in alarm, the attack that Ye Ling had released, was completely normal, but his strength was terrifying to the extreme, even Mo Yu had difficulty resisting it.

"Ye Ling! Luo Ting is going to die! "

Just as everyone was still in shock from Ye Ling's Qi, Zhao Gang who was in the distance revealed a nervous expression and anxiously shouted towards Ye Ling, because Luo Ting who was in his embrace had a face as black as charcoal, his Qi was extremely weak, and could die anytime with the poison aura attacking him.

Ye Ling frowned and turned to look at Luo Ting who was below the stage. Seeing that Luo Ting's entire body was covered with poison and there was no antidote for her to take, she would definitely lose her soul.

"Mo Yu, hand over the antidote and I will spare your life!"

He turned his head and glared at Mo Yu who was lying on the ground. He really wanted to save Mo Yu, but because of Luo Ting, he had no choice but to treat him seriously.

"Don't even think about it!"

"If you want to save her, you don't even have the chance. Unless you exchange it with your life!"

Mo Yu clenched his teeth, and revealed a sinister look at Ye Ling. Both of his hands supported the ground as he slowly stood up, somewhat unsteady and unsteady.

"Humph!"

"A dying man dares to bargain with me?! You're courting death!"

The corner of Ye Ling's mouth hooked up into a sinister smile, and he looked at Mo Yu with eyes full of killing intent.

"If you have the ability, then kill me, I guarantee that bitch Luo Ting will die too, if you don't believe me, you can give it a try!"

Mo Yu laughed sinisterly, he raised his hand and pointed at the dying Luo Ting, who was below the stage.

"Try it?"

Ye Ling's smile suddenly stopped, his gloomy expression was especially terrifying, his eyes squinted slightly as he looked at Mo Yu, but suddenly Ye Ling disappeared from his original position, and a silver light flashed past.

Puff!

As one of his arms flew into the air,'s right shoulder spurted blood.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Mo Yu screamed out, with a plop, he fell to his knees. His left hand held onto his right shoulder, causing blood to flow incessantly.

"Vicious!"

Everyone was startled, with such decisiveness, Ye Ling actually crippled one of Mo Yu's arms, it was even more vicious than killing him.

Hand over the antidote and I can let you feel less pain. But if you dare to play any tricks with me, I will chop off all your other arms and legs.

In terms of methods, whoever could compare themselves to Ye Ling, even if they had a tough mouth, they would be ripped apart. He did not believe that there was anyone who could endure this kind of torture that was better than death.

Mo Yu's face was pale white, perspiring profusely. He was in so much pain that he had to grit his teeth and breathe heavily.

"I'll give you the antidote, but you have to promise not to kill me!"

Mo Yu clenched his teeth, and with a haggard expression, he looked towards Ye Ling and asked.

"Sure!"

Ye Ling replied without hesitation.

Mo Yu's expression was strange, he took out a black pellet from his waist and handed it to Ye Ling with his left hand, then said with a serious expression, "If you dare to go back on your words, even if I, Mo Yu were to die, I will die with you!"

"Ha ha!"

Ye Ling laughed, took the pill and sniffed it, after confirming that the pill was the antidote, he suddenly turned, raised his hand and placed the pill three times in front of Zhao Gang.

Zhao Gang's expression was excited, he anxiously received the pill and took it from Luo Ting. When the pill entered his mouth, Luo Ting's Qi gradually recovered, her complexion turning slightly better, Zhao Gang rushed to the stage and nodded his head.

"Ye Ling, just you wait, for today's grudge, I, Mo Yu will never end with you!"

Mo Yu was enraged, his eyes turning red, he gritted his teeth and roared at Ye Ling, who was facing his back, and then stood up and turned to leave.

But, just as Mo Yu took a step forward, Ye Ling who had his back facing Mo Yu, suddenly turned. With a murderous look on his face, he started pacing, raising his blade and making a clean move!

Puff!

Blood spurted into the air, but Mo Yu had no reaction. His expression slackened as he laid on the ground and breathed his last.

"You reckless fool, do you think that you're the only one who knows how to scheme?"

Ye Ling sneered, he never planned to let Mo Yu go. Cutting weeds without removing the roots, that was not his, Ye Ling's, style of doing things.