Chapter 793

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“Now, it’s your turn!”

Ye Wushuang sneered, “To let you unleash your bug-summoning technique, you had to put on quite a show. It’s more exhausting than just having a real fight.”

“Are you courting death?”

At this point, Tian Zhiheng couldn’t fail to see through Ye Wushuang’s act. From the beginning to the end, it had all been a performance.

This despicable man!

With a thrust of his spear, the surging energy within Tian Zhiheng, like an ocean, poured out in waves, intent on piercing Ye Wushuang into a sieve.

But…

Ye Wushuang, now revealed to be at the third level of the Heavenly Gang Realm, was in an entirely different state.

“Ten Thousand Swords Slash!”

With a single slash of his sword, the howling sword energy unleashed a thousand ethereal sword beams, marching side by side with the sword energy from the Tianya Sword.

Boom, boom, boom…

The sword energy surged forth, nullifying all of Tian Zhiheng’s attacks.

“Ten Thousand Swords Unite.”

Still the same four sword moves, unchanged from beginning to end.

Yet, there was a world of difference between executing them at the second level and the third level.

Clang, clang, clang…

The sword energy filled the sky, reaching Tian Zhiheng, who had no choice but to summon his spiritual armor and wield his spear to fend off the assault.

But it was futile.

Pffft!!!

A sword beam sliced across Tian Zhiheng’s arm, and blood sprayed out.

Then came the second, the third, and more sword beams, breaking through his defenses and tearing into his body.

Tian Zhiheng was furious, yet helpless.

“Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Source.”

The Tianya Sword stood upright, its sword energy howling and gathering, then crashing down like a mountain.

As the giant sword struck, Tian Zhiheng’s resistance weakened further.

“Ahh…”

With a roar of anger, Tian Zhiheng thrust his spear forward with all his might.

Infinite energy gathered once more, rushing towards the giant sword.

Boom…

But in the next moment, the roar intensified as the giant sword shattered the energy and struck Tian Zhiheng.

His spiritual armor shattered, and sword beams cut into his body, blood spurting out.

Ye Wushuang’s figure slowly descended to the ground.

Tian Zhiheng, now covered in blood, looked like a man drenched in red. He leaned on his spear, kneeling on one knee.

“Nothing more than this.”

Ye Wushuang said indifferently.

“Haha, haha!”

But at that moment, Tian Zhiheng began to sneer with a twisted smile.

“Ye Wushuang, if I die, that woman will die too!”

Tian Zhiheng raved, “You’re so angry for her sake, aren’t you? So she must be important to you?”

“Since you have the bug within you, you should understand that a bugmaster and his bug share the same origin. The Five-Poison Flying Beast mother and child are linked to my life. If I die, the bug dies, and so will she…”

“Dare you kill me? Then be prepared for her to die with me!”

Looking at Tian Zhiheng’s deranged state, Ye Wushuang couldn’t help but smile. “You overestimate yourself. Accompanying me in death…”

Ye Wushuang took a step forward to Tian Zhiheng, who still tried to resist, thrusting his spear.

Ye Wushuang simply slashed his sword down.

“Ahh…”

Blood sprayed out as Tian Zhiheng’s arm flew high into the air and fell to the ground.

“Behave.”

Without another word, Ye Wushuang delivered a second slash, severing Tian Zhiheng’s other arm.

“Ye Wushuang!”

Tian Zhiheng roared in fury, “If you kill me, she will die too.”

“Even if you don’t care, killing the prince of the Tiandyuan Dynasty, and the Xu Qingtian and Xu Qingfeng brothers, the Xu family will surely demand your life.”

At that moment, Ye Wushuang pressed the tip of his sword to Tian Zhiheng’s lips.

“If you keep talking nonsense, I’ll cut out your tongue right now!”

Tian Zhiheng’s body trembled.

This man was fearless.

He was nothing less than a demon god!

Ignoring Tian Zhiheng, Ye Wushuang turned and charged at the remaining crowd with his sword.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, outside the valley, dozens of bodies lay scattered in disarray.

This was the fourth group.

The first batch was the dozens of people from the Tianji Mansion led by Lou Ge.

The second batch was the dozens of people from the Shandan Sect led by Sheng Chaonian and Sheng Wanyun.

The third batch was the dozens of people from the Jujian Sect led by Wang Teng.

And this fourth batch, like the others, had no survivors.

Without exception, all were killed.

In the past, during the Hundred Nations Martial Contest, it would have been impossible for such a demon god-like genius to rise from within the empires and slaughter disciples of the Seven Great Sects so ruthlessly!

Yet, Ye Wushuang had done it!

Li Wenbo, holding his sword and covered in blood, looked at the bedraggled Tian Zhiheng and couldn’t help but say, “You… really aren’t up to it.”

After witnessing several of Ye Wushuang’s battles, Li Wenbo felt that Tian Zhiheng was the weakest of them all.

In reality, although Tian Zhiheng’s strength couldn’t compare to that of Wang Teng or Hua Cangyu, his greatest power lay in his poison bug techniques.

But they were ineffective against Ye Wushuang!

At that moment, Ye Wushuang lifted Tian Zhiheng and looked into the valley, calling out, “Shiyu, are you ready?”