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The sword was extremely fast and arrived in front of Tyrant in a split-second.

Tyrant never thought that the bloody figure would do such a thing. It even ignored the safety of the girl in front of him.

In that moment of life and death, he did not even think about it, and pushed the young lady forward, at the same time his figure flashed to the side, and just as the blood red figure of the Longsword was about to attack him, the tip of the Longsword seemed to have grown eyes, completely locking onto the Tyrant's Qi.

"What!"

The pupils of the two beautiful women shrank.

They could only watch as the blood colored shadow moved forward. Although the Longsword did not directly pierce the girl, the blood that splattered all over them still caused them to break out in a cold sweat.

In the next moment, he rushed to the girl's side and pulled her to the side to check her injuries.

If that sword strike caused any serious damage to the girl, regardless of whether it was her body or her spirit, in their hearts, this blood-colored figure would be one of the people on the death list!

"Swoosh!"

However, the blood colored figure did not care about what was happening behind him at all, and only raised his sword to stab at the Tyrant in front of him, completely disregarding everything. The Stellar Genuine Qi in his body erupted, and with its scaly right hand, the blood colored sword hilt and its tightly clenched fist seemed to completely match each other.

Tyrant's mind was blank. The previous battle had lost some of its power and there was a bloody figure attacking him. Tyrant kept retreating, dodging the sword shadows.

Tyrant could not react in a short time.

He looked at the blood-colored figure, at the young, fair face that was filled with malevolence. The blood-colored eyes stared at him fixedly, as if they were imperceptibly shackling him, locking him in place.

This kind of gaze was filled with fury and a strong sense of provocation. It was like a wild beast that had gone berserk, crazily taking revenge on itself and venting its anger!

Who was he?

While he was dodging, Tyrant was thinking.

At the same time, his mental acuity had far surpassed before, so he had long since created an ability that he could not forget. In Tyrant's memories, he suddenly searched for an outline, the outline of which came from a few days ago, when he was still inside the iron cage of the Wild Heaven Splitting Roc.

It was the prisoner in the corner who was on the verge of death!

That's right, this group of people ate his flesh and blood to fill their stomachs, and when they arrived at Forbidden Area of Death, this person was already almost completely dead. If there were no surprises, this person would definitely be a rotten corpse!

However, there was none at all!

Not only was this figure not dead when he fell to the ground, he had instead recovered to a perfect condition in the short span of a few days, and was even using this strange posture to fight with him. With the scales on his body wrapped around his armor, the blood colored Longsword in his hands howled as he waved it around, all of this was completely different from the state he was in a few days ago, when he was still at death's door!

If Tyrant didn't enjoy the food a few days ago when he was hungry and remembered the appearance of the man in the corner, he would not be able to recognize the teenager who had part of the scales covered his face.

Even the eleven death row prisoners outside the arena were able to vaguely distinguish who the young man in front of them was.

A few of them had previously treated the death row in the corner as a delicacy and had gotten a little bit of flesh and blood, while the others didn't seem to be in the habit of eating raw meat, so they hadn't split it. However, this didn't mean that they didn't know who the young man in front of them was.

"What is going on with this person?"

"He was clearly on the verge of death before, how did he come here, and in such a state at that?"

"I see …" He seemed to want revenge! "Master Tyrant got the most flesh and blood from this death row, so he came here to take revenge?"

"Hehe, this goal is just a joke, but there doesn't seem to be any other way to prove it. I just don't know what method he used to recover his body and to catch up."

"Even so, look at his pitiful strength. He's only at the peak of the second level of Star Swallowing Stage. Although Lord Tyrant was injured just now, he can still easily kill this kind of trash!"

The eleven death prisoners continued to discuss amongst themselves as they looked at the bloody figure.

They were also very surprised. They were shocked by the young man's terrifying recovery rate, as well as by his absurd courage.

"Star Swallowing Stage, peak of the second stage."

On the battlefield, Tyrant's eyes slowly turned serious as he sneered. He had gotten used to the young man's style of attack and had started to turn into an attack while dodging.

It had only been half a minute since he had dodged the attack, but the powerful recovery ability of the Black Tiger Blood had helped him heal the wound on his left shoulder. Although the wound on his left shoulder could not be healed, his left arm could still move!

That was why Tyrant didn't attack right away.

He managed to get a break in half a minute.

And then, it should be his stormy attacks!

"Go to hell!"

Tyrant roared and gathered the star power in its palm. The Dark Palm struck out and the dark wind pushed the boy back.

Although Tyrant had used up some energy before, the power of the Underworld Palm was still amazing. A camel was bigger than a horse. Besides, the camel had not lost any of its weight. It had only used up some of its physical strength.

While the teenager was retreating, Tyrant used this time to take out two of the seven thousand year old pellets that he had stolen from the Storage Bag and swallowed them. The cool and refreshing medicinal effects spread to his limbs and bones, allowing Tyrant to recover his strength.

"Little bastard, why didn't you die?"

The dark energy was surging on Tyrant's palms. The Hades' Palm was gathering energy as it approached step by step, "To be able to offer your flesh and blood to your father before your death is the most valuable contribution you can make in your life! Since you don't want to die, then I'll capture you alive and tear apart your flesh! You grow one piece, and this daddy will eat one piece. I'll let you live a life worse than death.

As he spoke, his scarlet tongue moved across his lips, and his small eyes shone with a cold, crystalline yellow. He looked eerie and terrifying.

However, what the other side obtained was only silence.

No, there was also that youth whose eyes had also turned blood-red as he stared fixedly.

That's right, this youth was Ming Yu.

Ming Yu, who was forced into a second state of fury from fighting with Dark Moon Shadow Wolf!

Under his Blood Drinking and Scale Rage, he completely went berserk!

In this state, no matter if it was strength, speed, burst, toughness, reaction, all of them received a qualitative leap, not to mention that Ming Yu had already been constantly absorbing the blood essence of Dark Moon Shadow Wolf as he rushed forward, and now, he had already reached the second level of Star Swallowing Stage!

The crowd only saw Ming Yu's current cultivation level, but they didn't know that his cultivation level was still rising.

This was the same as his Will, slowly rising.

Those words from Tyrant triggered the anger in Ming Yu's heart.

Endless rage.

A sonic boom!

"Pfft!" Ming Yu suddenly disappeared from where he stood, breaking through the sound barrier and thrusting his sword at Tyrant with a speed even faster than before.

"You're courting death!"

Tyrant was furious and reacted quickly. With a smack of its palms, the turbulent dark energy collided with the tip of Ming Yu's sword, causing a huge uproar. Although the explosion ripples were huge, the two of them clearly did not intend to retreat.

The sword images became more and more violent as the attacks got increasingly stronger. Although it was obviously at the second level of Star Swallowing Stage, the power in the battle had already started to approach Tyrant's strength.

The Scale Bone Sword seemed to have become even sharper, actually slashing Tyrant until its iron-hard hands started to hurt.

All of a sudden, Tyrant roared and willed it. The Black Gold Rod in his hand was once again grasped tightly and swung out, shaking Ming Yu to the point where he vomited blood and was sent rolling behind him.1

Everyone had expected such an outcome. The two beautiful ladies who had been observing the girl's injuries were ready to attack Tyrant again. The sudden appearance of the bloody figure was just an interlude.

It even seemed like a joke.

"Tsk, trash bastard!" To be disrespectful to Tyrant was seeking death. To dare to refuse to submit after eating your flesh and blood? I'll kill you! "

Amongst the eleven death prisoners behind him, one of the death prisoners with a fourth level Star Swallowing Stage was the first to attack Ming Yu when he saw Ming Yu was on his last breath. He wanted to obtain credit from Ming Yu and use this to gain Tyrant's trust.

Immediately, the long blade in his hand flew out towards Ming Yu's right shoulder, wanting to chop his right arm off cruelly!

At that moment, he saw Ming Yu, who was supporting the Longsword on the ground, turn his head, and his eyes met Ming Yu's blood-red gaze … Ruthlessness, fear, as if a scarlet world was imprisoning the prisoner of death.

"Arrogant …"

The condemned prisoner spat out coldly, but his tone was trembling unconsciously. Although he looked arrogant and disdainful, but in reality, his subconscious had already admitted Ming Yu's arrogance!

Suddenly, a blood-red sword light flashed explosively!

"Pfft!"

The black figure on the death row's blade broke into two with a dull sound. Blood continued to gush out from the cut and the upper part of its body fell to the ground. Ming Yu, who was holding his sword horizontally, was still in shock.

A devil whose eyes could not see a single person, his body had already been chopped into two halves before he could even clearly see when he would strike out with his sword!

This was true arrogance!

From the moment their bodies were cut off, the atmosphere suddenly changed. From the relaxation of the emotions of Tyrant and the prisoners to the confusion of the crowd, they felt a chill down their spines.

"You … "You are …"

The prisoner laid on the ground with his arms crossed, looking at Ming Yu with his blood-red eyes, and coughed out blood, "Where …" "Holy …"

These were his last words before his death.

The next moment, Ming Yu directly walked up and smashed his head with a stomp.

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