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"I didn't plan to kill you in the first place, but you've been provoking me like a clown. You've come to me time and time again to look for your existence, but whether it was your talent or your so-called Nanmen Family, it's all useless in front of me. Today, I'll kill you as if you're a chicken!"

Du Shaomu's gaze turned heavy and a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes.

Originally, in terms of Barren Hill Feast, Du Shaomu did not take Young King Nanmen's provocation seriously.

But Young King Nanmen's repeated presence made Du Shaomu sick of him.

"He sure is arrogant, really arrogant!"

Many people were trembling in fear. Facing the proud son of heaven, Young King Nanmen, Mu Shaodu straightforwardly said it like he was killing a chicken.

Who else could be so arrogant and presumptuous in the entire Wild Domain!

"Mu Shaodu, you're courting death!"

Young King Nanmen was completely enraged. His killing intent surged and the aura of the second level Martial King Stage cultivation on his body explosively surged out at the same time. The curved blade at the Profound-grade High Rank level in his hand was grasped in his hand.

"Weng!"

The hilt was as ferocious as a wolf's head. As Young King Nanmen poured his Essence into the blade, the blade seemed to have revived. The blade glowed with a terrifying light, and the sound of wind and thunder resounded through the air.

"Nanmen Aristocratic Family, how could I allow you to be provoked by a clown? Today, I shall behead you!"

With a thunderous shout, Young King Nanmen swung his saber. The terrifying saber light turned into a fierce wolf that pounced forward.

"Aooo!"

"Boom!"

Battlestage shook, and the light of the sword illuminated the plaza and the sky. The ground around the plaza seemed as though it was about to split apart.

Young King Nanmen was using his full strength in this slash. His killing intent overflowed into the heavens!

The experts present were shocked. Young King Nanmen was at the second level of Martial King Stage, cultivated a core cultivation method of Nanmen Aristocratic Family, and wielded a Profound-grade High Rank Treasured Weapon. An ordinary third level Martial King Stage probably wouldn't dare to meet his attack head on at this moment!

The hearts of the onlookers in the plaza, especially the younger ones, trembled!

Young King Nanmen was worthy of being called the representative of Nanmen Aristocratic Family's younger generation!

From a distance, everyone could feel Young King Nanmen's power.

That terrifying aura was too powerful, causing one's heart to palpitate!

"Aooo …"

The shadow of the wolf formed by the saber light whizzed over.

At this moment, Du Shaomu also made his move. A domineering aura surged from within his body. His robe fluttered in the wind and his hair fluttered in the wind. With a shake of his arm, the index and middle fingers of his right hand extended out.

The sword beam was as bright as a bolt of lightning, illuminating the entire sky.

The sword light directly pierced through the wolf shadow's body. It didn't slow down at all and directly sent the curved blade in Young King Nanmen's hand flying. With a destructive force, it directly pierced through Young King Nanmen's forehead.

With a "chi" sound, a crack appeared between Young King Nanmen's eyebrows.

"Puff …"

The sword light pierced through the back of his head, and red and white blood splattered out along with it.

When this scene appeared, it was as if the entire audience had come to a standstill.

This scene on the Battlestage was firmly fixed in everyone's eyes.

Countless gazes were flabbergasted, and even their eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets.

How powerful was Young King Nanmen, having a second stage Martial King Stage cultivation plus a Profound-grade High Rank Treasured Weapon. With such a full-powered strike, ordinary third stage Martial King Stage cultivation wouldn't dare to directly block Young King Nanmen's attack.

But at this moment, Young King Nanmen was defeated.

Mu Shaodu did not even move his feet. With just a wave of his finger, Young King Nanmen's head was pierced through.

The entire arena was deathly still, including all the experts present on the high platform. None of them could not believe what had happened, and their gazes were firmly fixed on the Battlestage.

"Puff …"

Young King Nanmen's pupils dilated and his eyes were filled with horror, fear and disbelief.

"Gu Gu …"

Young King Nanmen seemed to want to say something, but his throat was full of blood and bubbles kept popping out.

"Like I said, regardless of your talent or your Nanmen Family, you are nothing in front of me. Killing you is as easy as killing a chicken!"

Du Shaomu said. His black hair danced slightly and his robes moved slightly. His eyes were still as black as before.

"Bang!"

In the end, Young King Nanmen did not make a sound, and from between his brows, an azure and white object and fresh blood flowed onto his face. His gaze stayed on the last bit of fear, shock, and unwillingness as he raised his head and fell onto the Battlestage.

As a heaven's pride level expert of Nanmen Aristocratic Family, in the entire Wild Domain, there were not many people of the same generation that could match him, but why did he suddenly lose to one blow, and die in the hands of Mu Shaodu that he had never even heard of before!

To the point of death, Young King Nanmen still couldn't believe the result!

On the high platform, Nanmen Guiyi and the rest of the Nanmen Family finally recovered from their disbelief.

"Son, you're so hateful. What a ruthless heart to kill!" Nanmen Aristocratic Family will not only grind your bones to dust, but also vow to never rest! "

Seeing Young King Nanmen fall on the Battlestage with his eyes wide open, and not being able to die even if he died, a shrill and angry roar sounded out from Nanmen Guiyi's throat.

"Son, my Nanmen Aristocratic Family will definitely grind the bones and scatter the ashes!"

The group of experts from Nanmen Aristocratic Family also cried out in grief and rage at the same time.

Waves of energy rippled from the high platform as rays of light shot up into the sky, shaking the heavens!

Young King Nanmen, the proud son of heaven of Nanmen Aristocratic Family, had expended countless cultivation resources of the Nanmen Aristocratic Family and was one of their futures.

At this moment, Young King Nanmen was killed on the spot!

How could anyone from the Nanmen Aristocratic Family not be in pain?

"Whoosh!"

Du Shaomu stretched out his hand and retracted it. The dagger and the Spatial Storage Bag that was lying on the ground were both retracted into his palm.

"Bang!"

And then … Du Shaomu's leg directly kicked Young King Nanmen's corpse towards Nanmen Aristocratic Family.

"Rings!"2

Nanmen Guiyi flew out from his seat and wrapped Young King Nanmen's body with his arm before lightly landing on the high platform.

At this moment, Young King Nanmen could not die anymore. His eyes were filled with grievance and fear.

"I've already said this before, I didn't even put the so called Nanmen Family in my eyes. To provoke me again and again, do you really think that Nanmen Aristocratic Family is invincible?"

I killed one yesterday, but you all still haven't forgotten about it. You all still dare to provoke me today? How many great clans have there been?

"I have once killed Blood-Soaked Mountain, and killed to the point where no one dared to call me a lord. I advise Nanmen Aristocratic Family to just swallow this insult, or else, Nanmen Aristocratic Family would never exist in this world again!"

Du Shaomu looked at the Nanmen Aristocratic Family on the stage, his expression still calm.

However, this kind of calmness was as tranquil as a deep lake.

As soon as his voice fell, Du Shaomu said to the Emperor Butterfly: "Emperor Butterfly, if Nanmen Aristocratic Family dares to disrupt the Sovereign's Trial, that old tower can still be activated once, and the Battle Soul Beast Symbol can continue to be used. Kill these people with Nanmen Aristocratic Family!"

"Yes, Master!"

The Emperor Butterfly nodded. Taking a step forward, his aura surged as the old tower s and Battle Soul Beast Symbol s in his hands filled with light. They locked onto the direction of the Nanmen Aristocratic Family.

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