Chapter 1590 I was the one who killed him

What was surprising was that this time, Ye Tian did not dodge in time; instead, he seemed to be scared silly, standing there motionlessly, waiting for the sword to descend.

Even Xu Liang was startled. The opponent showed no signs of defeat, so why did he suddenly stand still? Did he want to die?

But at this moment, he couldn't care less. Whatever the reason, as long as he could avenge Guan Ping, it was good enough.

So, the treasure sword in his hand not only showed no hesitation but became even more formidable.

As the several-zhang-long Sword Qi fiercely descended, a large hand suddenly reached out, piercing through the sharp Sword Qi, and directly grabbed his treasure sword.

"Oh my goodness, is he crazy? He's actually using his hand to grab the treasure sword. Does he really think he has too long to live?"

"What is this guy doing? Is he trying to snatch the sword bare-handed? How is that possible?"

"He's dead, he's dead. This guy is definitely dead."

Yang Zixiong on the rock was the most gleeful: "This idiot, he really thinks he's an immortal! If he doesn't die this time, I'll cut off my head and kick it like a ball."

No sooner said than done, Ye Tian's hand and Xu Liang's treasure sword collided. With a bang, the sword light disappeared, and a treasure sword was firmly held in his palm.

"This…"

Everyone felt as if their throats were choked, and their sneers and mockery abruptly stopped.

No one had expected that Ye Tian had actually grabbed the treasure sword bare-handed, and he showed no signs of injury.

What the heck, how is this possible? Are the two of them in cahoots? That was a sword strike capable of severing mountains and rivers, yet he caught it with his bare hand?

Everyone present was completely stunned, their eyeballs nearly popping out of their sockets. If Guan Ping hadn't just been blown apart by a punch, they would have truly believed this was a show, a conspiracy to deceive everyone.

Xu Liang was the most shocked. He was well aware of the power of his sword strike, capable of splitting mountains and breaking rivers, yet he never expected it to be caught bare-handed by the opponent.

His True Qi circulated madly, and he pulled several times, but the treasure sword was as if welded, not moving an inch.

Hong Sihai, who was watching the battle nearby, changed his expression. He never expected the opponent to be a Body Cultivator at the Peak Martial Saint Realm.

"Xu Liang, let go!"

Feeling that something was wrong, he quickly shouted a warning, but it was too late.

At this moment, Ye Tian's punch, which tore through the Void Realm, had already struck fiercely, directly aiming for the opponent's chest.

A huge sense of crisis rose from the bottom of Xu Liang's heart. While retreating rapidly, he raised his hand and threw a punch.

But how could a hastily thrown punch

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block Ye Tian? The two fists collided.

With a crack, his arm was actually broken clean off!

And Ye Tian's punch, with its remaining momentum, slammed heavily into his chest. Following that, there were more cracking sounds of bones, his chest caved in, and his entire body flew backward like a cannonball.

"Pfft…"

Before he even landed, Xu Liang spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood, staining the sky.

"Third Elder!"

In a state of shock, the remaining two individuals from Yunxia Mountain rushed out, quickly catching him.

At this moment, Xue Liang's face was ashen. He opened his mouth and spat out another large mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs, then his eyes rolled back, and he died.

Ye Tian's punch was simply too heavy; it directly shattered his internal organs. Not even an immortal could save him.

In that instant, the entire Yanbo Lake was silent, and everyone once again fell into a fearful stillness.

It was originally thought that a one-sided situation would appear, but unfortunately, the roles were reversed, and it was Ye Bufan's side that held the absolute advantage.

After a brief silence, the crowd instantly erupted.

"What the heck, he lost again? Didn't they say that hidden Sects were all masters? I think it's all bullshit…"

"It's over, it's over. I went all in this time. It seems I'm going to lose…"

"Hahaha, as expected, my Imperial Capital is full of hidden Dragons and crouching Tigers. What good are those hidden Sects…"

On the Park Family's side, Park Jae-sang and Park Ji-sung, the father and son, had their mouths wide open, unable to close them for a long time.

They never expected that Ye Bufan hadn't even made a move; he just sent out a subordinate, and he completely suppressed Yunxia Mountain, losing two Great Elders consecutively.

Yang Zixiong and Di Qingsheng were even more so. At this moment, standing on the rock, they were completely stunned, like statues.

The middle-aged man next to them looked at them with a sneer: "When are you going to cut off your head and kick it like a ball? Before that, remember to eat shit while standing on your head!"

At this moment, Yang Zixiong was in extreme shock and could not care about his taunts.

Di Qingsheng was even more nervous, saying with a trembling voice: "We won't lose this time, will we? If we really lose, our 2 billion will be gone."

Although Yang Zixiong had made a lot of money in his life, it was all invested in Xiongba Entertainment Company, meaning the company, valued at 5 billion, was his entire fortune.

And now the company was sold at a low price, leaving only 2 billion. If he lost it all, he would have nothing, no different from a beggar.

Yang Zixiong gritted his teeth: "Don't worry, I heard that the Grand Elder is the most powerful one in Yunxia Mountain

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the others are just trash. As long as the Grand Elder hasn't lost, we still have hope."

Not only did they think this way, but others did too. Park Jae-sang was extremely nervous, and at this moment, he had placed all his hopes on Yunxia Mountain's Grand Elder.

At this moment, Hong Sihai stood there, his expression grim, his gaze sharp.

He took one step after another, slowly walking to Ye Tian's front.

"To be able to reach the Great Perfection Martial Saint Realm through Body Refining, you are indeed a talent. It seems this old man still underestimated the Secular World."

He said this, but the Aura on his body did not diminish in the slightest.

"If I'm not mistaken, you were the one who crippled the Young Sect Master's leg, weren't you?"

"It was me."

Facing a powerful enemy, Ye Tian showed no fear, his expression calm, maintaining his style of being ruthless and speaking little.

Although he had already sensed the opponent's power, what of it?

He was someone who had already died once, so what if he died again for his Elder brother?

"Young man, with your cultivation, if you continue to Cultivate, perhaps there will be a day when you can surpass this old man. It's just a pity that you are too arrogant. Generally, arrogant people don't live long."

At this point, Hong Sihai's expression changed, and the Killing Intent on his body suddenly erupted.

The sharp Killing Intent swept across the entire scene. Even those a thousand meters away could feel that overwhelming Killing Intent, and they couldn't help but retreat.

"Is this the Grand Elder's strength? He's truly formidable!"

Even though most of the people present did not understand martial arts, they could tell that Hong Sihai was far stronger than Guan Ping and Xu Liang, who had died earlier.

As for those in the martial arts world, feeling the might of a Royal Realm expert, they were all trembling in fear.

On the side of the Three Great Families, Ye Tian had won two consecutive matches, and Dongfang Jianye and others were overjoyed. But now that Hong Sihai had appeared, he quickly swept away their joy.

"Is this a Royal Realm expert? He's truly powerful…" Dongfang Jianye's expression instantly became tense, and he looked at Ye Bufan next to him.

"Xiao Fan, to deal with this old fellow Hong Sihai, Ye Tian doesn't seem to be strong enough."

Ye Bufan said with a smile: "You're right, Ye Tian is indeed not his opponent."

"Then what should we do?"

Changsun Cangsong was a little anxious. He thought Ye Tian was Ye Bufan's only reliance, after all, looking at the Three Great Families, there were no experts who surpassed Ye Tian.

"It's easy. I'm the one who's going to kill him."

After saying that, he reached out, threw the peeled grape from Qin Chu Chu into his mouth, and then his entire body soared into the air.