"What?"

At that moment, Mu Shanhe was suddenly shocked.

Initially.

The overwhelming black mist roiled like a tidal wave, rolling forward with immense power, capable of devouring everything in its path. Yet, that single point of starlight suddenly shot up amidst the tidal black mist, transforming into a surging silver flame that no one could believe.

The silver flame passed by, causing the churning black mist to explode on the spot.

In the incredulous eyes of the crowd.

The black mist quietly dissipated, revealing a figure and an extraordinary scene.

There appeared.

A young man in a blue robe, enveloped in silver firelight, holding a long sword, forcibly resisting the black spear that could pierce through heaven and earth. No matter how the black spear thrust forward, the young man did not retreat a single step.

"Young Master Ye!"

Elder Xu suddenly stood up, almost unable to believe his eyes.

"Brother Ye..."

The burly man with an axe exclaimed excitedly, his voice changing.

And everyone else was left dumbfounded, staring at the scene before them.

"Crack!"

At this moment.

A crisp sound quietly echoed.

Only to see.

A crack quietly appeared on the black spear. Before Mu Shanhe could react, that crack spread like lightning, swiftly enveloping the entire spear shaft almost in the blink of an eye.

"Boom!"

A clean and crisp explosion suddenly resounded.

Under Mu Shanhe's shocked gaze, the dozens of meters long black spear directly exploded, disintegrating into countless black rays that dispersed in all directions.

"Boom!"

But that one sword.

Still undiminished in power, directly swept towards Mu Shanhe.

What a dazzling sword light.

Under this sword.

The Giant Lizard King also reacted, its dark green pupils reflecting the image of Ye Qingchen holding a sword in the air.

"Roar!"

It was instantly startled, its scales all standing on end like a startled cat. A black mist even larger than before surged out, rushing towards Ye Qingchen.

"Dodge quickly!"

Elder Xu shouted at the top of his lungs.

The others kept their eyes wide open, staring intently at the mid-air.

Then they saw.

Ye Qingchen's long sword unfolded, making a gentle sweep.

That sword seemed like a torrential downpour of arrows from the sky, like a hurricane covering the heavens. With power enough to destroy everything, it swept out directly.

No words could describe the edge of this sword!

Under this sword.

The raging, roaring black torrent was directly cleaved in two. It further slashed deeply onto the enormous body of the Giant Lizard King, whose scales, tempered with demonic qi and as hard as iron, were sliced as easily as paper under this sword.

Boom! Boom!

In the midst of a violent spray of blood.

The bisected giant lizard crashed heavily to the ground.

"Ah! Ah!"

Under this sword.

Mu Shanhe on the Giant Lizard King's back also let out a miserable scream. Though not cleaved in half like the Giant Lizard King, he was still wounded by the Sword Qi. His already indistinct fragmented spirit could barely maintain its form, seeming as though it could disintegrate at any moment.

Screaming, he frantically fled into the distance.

"Ye Qingchen, I'm going to fight you to the death!"

"You won't have the chance!"

In the void.

Ye Qingchen's voice rang out crisply.

Boom!

His figure was like the wind, swiftly pursuing Mu Shanhe.

"Stop him!"

"Kill him for me!"

Mu Shanhe let out a screech, forming seals with his hands.

Those demon giant lizards, initially scattering due to the Giant Lizard King's death, forcibly regrouped under his command and charged at Ye Qingchen.

"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!"

A series of roars swiftly resounded.

Numerous demon giant lizards, with their bodies swaying, surged with demonic energy like a tide from their grotesque forms, as they simultaneously used their massive tails to strike the ground or trampled with their feet, charging at Ye Qingchen amidst a cacophony akin to cannon fire.

At this moment.

These shadows shot forth like arrows from the string, their momentum akin to a barrage of arrows!

"Die!"

Ye Qingchen coldly shouted, swiftly twisting his sword's edge.

Buzz!

Amidst the sweeping winds.

Countless Wind Flying Swords had already risen into the air, surrounding Ye Qingchen.

"Go!"

With a wave of his hand, the immense sword rain surged forth mightily.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

One could hear a series of tearing sounds, as the charging demon giant lizards were pierced on the spot by the longsword.

"Why is this kid so challenging?"

Mu Shanhe listened to the commotion behind him.

His heart chilled with fear.

He initially thought that with the trap set for Mo Luo Celestial Saint, someone like Ye Qingchen would perish long before reaching the outer islands, his bones nowhere to be found. Even if he managed a lucky escape, he'd be doomed under the onslaught led by himself!

But he was wrong, gravely wrong.

"But no matter how strong you are, what does it matter? Can you surpass Mo Luo Celestial Saint? Even if I can't defeat you, Mo Luo Celestial Saint will grind your bones to dust! And Ye Qing... If I can't kill Ye Qingchen, I'll carve you to pieces to quench my hatred!"

Mu Shanhe clenched his fist, venomously declaring.

However.

At this moment, a furious voice suddenly called from behind.

"Mu Shanhe, you're at death's door and still dare think about me? Dare to seek revenge on Qing'Er?"

Mu Shanhe shuddered, seeing that the demon giant lizards charging at Ye Qingchen not only couldn't approach him but were being killed in front of everyone. Where Ye Qingchen passed, he forcibly carved out a bloody path!

No one could stand against him!

Charging straight for him.

At that same moment, Ye Qingchen's right hand suddenly reached out, and a surge of starlight rose like a silver flame, transforming into a colossal silver palm that blanketed the sky, grabbing towards Mu Shanhe.

"No!"

Seeing this.

Mu Shanhe was filled with terror, nearly paralyzed with fear, letting out a miserable scream, frantically fleeing into the distance.

"Master, save me!"

A desperate howl echoed across the mountaintop.

But.

Even if his speed was quicker, how could it surpass the giant palm of Ye Qingchen? That silver giant palm, measuring dozens of meters across, seemed like the sky collapsing, covering that corner of the world, enveloping Mu Shanhe, directly striking him towards the ground fiercely!

"No..."

Mu Shanhe wailed in despair.

Struggling frantically!

But regardless of his struggles, his screams, he couldn't stop the plummeting momentum of the giant palm. In the shocked eyes of everyone, Mu Shanhe was directly struck down from the sky by this palm, slammed into the ground.

"Dong!"

The ground trembled violently, leaving a massive palm print sunken into it. As the giant palm dissipated, Mu Shanhe had already been utterly annihilated by that single blow!

Body and soul destroyed, never to be reborn!

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