C162 Fourth Stage of the Profound Origin Stage (2/2)

”Kill him!” The enemies attacked crazily, but at the moment, they had only become four berserkers. With Xue Zhantian's energy, they no longer had any concerns, and could attack as hard as they wanted.

Sou sou!

The six youths were instantly killed!

”Again! Too weak! It couldn't even withstand a single blow! ”Not interesting at all.”

Xue Bi said heroically, his body releasing a burst of majestic Qi.

”Come up!” Their hearts had been elevated to a higher level as they faced the extreme death battles. At this moment, their sword intent had been elevated from the Large Success Stage to the Great Perfection Stage of the sword intent.

The battle power the Perfection of the Sword Intent could display to the sword formation was not doubled, but ten times stronger.

Without a doubt, it was a battle of four, spinning at high speeds, forming a sword formation of astral winds. A layer of terrifying defensive and offensive Astral Energy was combined together into this formation.

The six youths leaped up and pounced into the sword formation, but they were torn apart by the astral energy. They didn't even have the chance to scream.

Their eyes were filled with madness, forgetting everything. They forgot that killing was evil, and they were trying to comprehend the sword formation, and they were trying to comprehend the Fast Sword Arts.

Xue Zhantian revealed a demonic smile. With Wu Tong's eyes, he did not need to release a large amount of flower petals, they would become half solid, and as long as the flower petals entered the trash bin, they would be able to bring along a drop of Spirit Liquid.

Seeing their four victorious opponents being so valiant, the youths below the arena all felt their hearts tremble. They felt a sense of fear, and their morale plummeted. There was not a single bit of fighting spirit left in them.

As long as you kill Xue Zhantian, you will become the heroes of your family. You will be respected by the warriors of the Eastern Region. ” Qin Feizhu's beautiful face changed. She felt fear towards Xue Zhantian and immediately cheered for the frightened youth.

When the youths saw that Xue Zhantian was still sitting cross-legged and thought that it was more or less enough that he didn't die, they all knew what it meant to kill him.

That was a huge bonus, a cultivation resource that would allow the clan to rise to prominence.

The negative emotions immediately disappeared, replaced by anxiety. They were all praying that Xue Zhantian must not die, and waiting for them to kill him on the stage.

The negative side turned into madness. All of the teenagers were ready to make a move.

Batches of youths crazily pounced onto the arena. None of the bodies on the arena stage were intact, they were all torn apart by the terrifying sword formation's astral energy, so the relatives didn't even have time to collect the corpses before some challengers went up on stage.

Piles of disgusting flesh appeared on the arena, and blood was flowing like a small stream.

There was no doubt that the four opponents were not only fearless, but even crazier than the enemy.

When night came, the matches should have stopped long ago, but no one called for them to stop. They all watched as the youths flew up onto the arena to issue challenges and were killed in batches.

More than a thousand youths had all been killed.

Only six were left.

The frenzied challenge came to a halt.

Many relatives flew up onto the arena. They didn't know how to find the bodies of their relatives because they were all in pieces and it was impossible to tell whose corpses they were.

Soon, however, the meat was emptied.

The six youths flew up into the arena, not immediately attacking.

”The battle should have ended, I never thought that you would be able to last until we come to challenge you. Although you can kill a thousand challengers, but let me tell you, a thousand is just trash. Facing a true expert, you guys are not even worth a single blow.” The youth in the lead said as he released a majestic aura.

”Ninth grade Profound Pill Stage.”

”Oh my god!” Fifteen years old with a cultivation at the ninth level of the Profound Pill Stage.

Qin Feizhu could not help but be moved, she did not expect such a high cultivation level.