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It was just that at this moment, Seventh Prince had truly reached his limit.

If Ye Zhen continued to shake his head at this moment, even if the Seventh Prince was worried about the existence of the Dragonblood Stone, they would still say that Ye Zhen had killed him.

If you can't get it, others can't either.

This was the Seventh Prince's thought.

Ye Zhen did not understand Seventh Prince's thoughts, but he understood the other party's undisguised killing intent.

Ye Zhen was unwilling to retreat!

Because Ye Zhen knew that if he were to retreat under the threat of a ranker today, he would have to surrender his Dragonblood Stone.

Tomorrow, there would be someone daring enough to threaten him to hand over Miao Miao. Hand over Ye Ling, hand over Mei Feir.

In the world of cultivation, every step was fraught with danger.

If he retreated one step, then he would be wrong.

Therefore, Ye Zhen would definitely not allow himself to retreat, even if it meant his death.

”I have a move and have never used it before, so I don't know how powerful it is!”

Ye Zhen's heart slowly calmed down, and said to the Seventh Prince in front of him.

”But there will always be people who will force me, force me to hand over what I deserve, force me to give up my woman, force me to give up my own benefits … Why, someone has to force me! ”

Seventh Prince didn't know why Ye Zhen said that, but looking at Ye Zhen's expression, he became extremely serious.

Because at this moment, Ye Zhen was emitting an aura of despair that even the Seventh Prince s could faintly feel fear.

”I've said it before, if you hand over the Dragonblood Stone, I'll let you go and help you kill Liu Longfei!”

Seventh Prince did not know what Ye Zhen would do next, but he felt a faint sense of crisis, so he tried his best to advise Ye Zhen.

”Ha ha!”

”I will repay my own hatred. Those I want to kill, I will kill myself! ”

Ye Zhen gritted his teeth and said as his eyes turned red while looking at Seventh Prince.

The Seventh Prince was silent.

Because he had wanted Ye Zhen's things in the first place. As for those deals, they were all given to Ye Zhen by him.

Ye Zhen slowly took out a spirit artifact from the Storage Bag.

It was a Superior Grade Spiritual Tool, a golden hammer with an incomparably sharp golden aura.

But Seventh Prince was undoubtedly relieved.

Although Superior Grade Spiritual Tool s were strong, he was already at the Half-step Genuine Force Realm, so the harm they brought to him had already been reduced by a lot.

Moreover, as a prince, how could he not have Superior Grade Spiritual Tool on his body!

Without mentioning anything else, just Seventh Prince had three Superior Grade Spiritual Tool on him.

Therefore, the Superior Grade Spiritual Tool that Ye Zhen cautiously took out, was only a joke in the eyes of the Seventh Prince!

”Could he be bluffing?”

The Seventh Prince thought to himself, he was about to take action and capture Ye Zhen.

Only, Ye Zhen's actions had exceeded Seventh Prince's expectations.

Ye Zhen did not use the Spirit Treasure in his hand, and instead cut his own palm.

Immediately, a surge of bright red blood with a hint of gold gushed out from the wound on Ye Zhen's hand.

Blood was all over the Spirit Treasure, but Ye Zhen did not stop, and did not use his life force to heal the wound on his hand, but continued to open.

The gurgling, bright red blood flowed like a stream onto the Spirit Treasure.

Ye Zhen's face was heavy, his pale white carried a hint of red, an expression that would only appear when one lost blood at a rapid pace.

Even though Ye Zhen was a cultivator, his body was extremely strong, and after losing so much blood, he was extremely weak.

But it was inconvenient for Ye Zhen to do that.