Chapter 625
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Is this truly the extent of Ye Wushuang’s power?
Shang Gufeng suddenly found himself pondering a question.
Fortune had smiled upon them, for Ye Wushuang could not awaken the bloodline power of the Ye Clan. If Ye Wushuang possessed the power of the Devouring Bloodline… it would be nothing short of a catastrophe!
In fact, Shang Gufeng believed that if Ye Wushuang truly wielded the power of the Devouring Bloodline, even at the fifth level of the Yuanfu realm, he could slay an opponent at the first level of the Tiangang realm.
“Shang Gufeng, it’s your turn now!”
Suddenly, amidst the encirclement of the crowd, Ye Wushuang’s voice rang out.
His figure burst forth with a killing intent, the blade of the Tianya Sword shining with an unstoppable radiance. Any member of the Shang Clan at the Yuanfu realm who dared to stand in his way met with death.
At this moment, Shang Gufeng was overwhelmed with a mixture of grief and rage.
He knew he was no match for Ye Wushuang, but he was even more aware that he could not run.
“Moonlight Power!”
“Heavenly Moon Slash!”
Shang Gufeng unleashed his bloodline power, and a terrifying force erupted from within him.
The roar of power continued to resound, and an awe-inspiring aura was born from within Shang Gufeng, striking fear into the hearts of all who witnessed it.
Yet Ye Wushuang neither dodged nor avoided the attack; he charged forward directly.
The Sword Intent, now at the stage of minor accomplishment, merged seamlessly with the Tianya Sword and Ye Wushuang himself.
A terrifying power burst forth.
“Trample the Rivers and Mountains!”
With a single sword strike, it was as if the sun, moon, and mountains had merged into one, capable of trampling the very heavens and earth. The surging spiritual energy within Ye Wushuang surged forth in waves.
The sword fell.
It struck directly in front of Shang Gufeng.
Boom…
Under the violent impact, the surging waves of spiritual energy exploded, sending all the Yuanfu realm warriors around them flying.
Ye Wushuang’s figure came to a halt.
Three zhang away, Shang Gufeng also stood his ground.
But gradually…
A line of blood began to crack open from Shang Gufeng’s forehead, down to the tip of his nose, his mouth, and his neck.
Spurt!!!
Blood burst forth, and his body exploded into two halves.
Shang Gufeng, the Shang Clan’s genius at the ninth level of the Yuanfu realm, was dead!
Now, the seventy or eighty Shang Clan Yuanfu realm experts who remained alive turned pale.
This had to be a joke, right?
What kind of terrifying power was this?
There was no way they could possibly defeat him!
Suppressing him with sheer numbers was out of the question!
These people had already lost the will to fight and began to scatter in panic.
But where could they run?
The entire Qingyun Academy was sealed off, and there was no way out.
Ye Wushuang, witnessing this scene, did not pursue them.
Instead, he walked step by step towards the pavilion where Qin Wenjun and Chu Yaqin were.
Seeing Ye Wushuang approach, both Qin Wenjun and Chu Yaqin felt their hearts race, unable to help but prepare themselves for whatever might come.
What did this guy want?
After all, they had four first-level Tiangang realm guards with them.
Ye Wushuang raised his sword, pointing the tip directly at the pavilion above, and said indifferently, “Xiao Ruonan, it’s your turn now!”
At this moment, Xiao Ruonan felt his heart sink to the bottom.
Ye Wushuang had no intention of sparing him!
Damn it!
What were those thirty or forty Tiangang realm experts of the Shang Clan doing? Were they useless?
Why couldn’t they spare a few people to kill Ye Wushuang, even with over a dozen Tiangang realm experts led by Qing Xian?
If a first-level Tiangang realm expert intervened, Ye Wushuang would never be able to act so arrogantly!
“Qin Wenjun!”
“Chu Yaqin!”
Xiao Ruonan immediately said, “The four of us were supposed to go to the Hundred Nations Martial Contest together. If I die, we will definitely be at a disadvantage in the contest.”
The Hundred Nations Martial Contest was generally a competition where the geniuses from various empires formed small groups to strive for survival.
If Xiao Ruonan died, the Five Great Clans would indeed lose one of their geniuses.
Qin Wenjun stepped forward, looking at Ye Wushuang, and said indifferently, “Ye Wushuang, the two of us did not interfere. Today was indeed just the Shang Clan’s own plan…”
“So, if Xiao Ruonan comes down, I won’t kill you!”
Ye Wushuang said directly, “But if you protect Xiao Ruonan, I… might just kill you both as well!”
Upon hearing this, the expressions of Qin Wenjun and Chu Yaqin turned sour.
