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This scene caused the eyes of the nine heaven chosen from the Son-of-Saint Level to narrow slightly.

Black-Cloaked Youth's aura was calm and unassuming, but the Chosen who had been rushing towards him had all lost their auras and were lying on the ground in a disorderly fashion.

In the short period of time that they had sealed the six spirit Great Perfection s, they were already able to kill them without much commotion. Black-Cloaked Youth's strength was obviously not as simple as it seemed.

But even so, after the initial shock, the expressions of the nine people had returned to normal.

The six Dao soul Great Perfection sounded strong, but compared to Son-of-Saint Level Expert, they were still a far cry.

Needless to say, it wouldn't be too hard for any of them to kill the six geniuses.

"Heh, interesting, it seems like this Slave Cultivator only has Late Period of Tao Soul, to be able to silently cut down six people, it is truly impressive." Faang Tiandou smiled playfully. It was obvious that he said that, but he didn't put Ye Hao in his eyes at all.

"A mere Slave Cultivator would probably need the secret treasures left behind by their seniors in order to succeed in their sneak attack." The Saint Son of Qing Hong Zong sneered.

"Who cares if he's a secret treasure or if he really has some strength, Slave Cultivator is still a Slave Cultivator after all, they're not qualified to be on the stage." The Saint Child of the Black Demon Sect curled his lips in disdain.

Zhou Lian Xing looked indifferent and didn't bother to open his mouth. Holy Lady from the Falling Cloud Palace glanced at Ye Hao and withdrew her gaze with disdain. Lee Tian'gang and the rest didn't even have the slightest fluctuation of emotions.

As for the young man's arrogant words, they were even more dismissive and could not be bothered to respond.

How could the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon be angered by the provocation of an ant?

Even if that ant was slightly stronger, it was still an ant after all.

It was likely that only the Son-of-Saint of Liehyang had a slightly sinister look on his face. After all, the youth had killed the six Chosen of his sect, and as the holy son of the sect, he naturally could not be ignored.

"A lowly Slave Cultivator dares to make a move on my Sunscorch Sect?! Kneel and kowtow immediately, and I will be able to take it lightly later." If not for the fact that this was the critical moment in the competition for the Paramount Fire, he would have long trampled the young man to death.

Ye Hao, on the other hand, looked at the arrogant people from the Son-of-Saint Level in front of him, and the corner of his mouth curled into a mocking smile.

These holy sons, Holy Lady, came from a better background and thought she was the Divine King of the Nine Heavens. To be able to look down on the world from the bottom of her heart was foolish.

"You stupid Holy Son, you don't even have the ability to make me kneel and kowtow to you." Ye Hao's black eyes were deep and there was neither joy nor sadness in his expression. However, he seemed to be looking down on them.

Son-of-Saint of Liehyang looked at him like an ant, but how could Ye Hao not be like an ant?

In his opinion, the Son-of-Saint of Liehyang was weaker than Lin Xuan by a little. With Ye Hao's current strength, how could he put him in his eyes?

"Hehe, lowly Slave Cultivator, you truly have guts."

A cold smile appeared on Son-of-Saint of Liehyang's lips. Even Faang Tiandou, Luo Yun and Holy Lady had a cold look in their eyes.

Son-of-Saint of Liehyang was the same as them, they were both heaven's pride level beings in Son-of-Saint Level, how could they allow a Slave Cultivator to be so rude?

"Son-of-Saint of Liehyang, you should go and clean up this Slave Cultivator as soon as possible. Being noisy on the side is really repulsive." Faang Tiandou frowned.

"That's right. The three of us can also stop Brother Xu. Hurry up and come back." Zhou Lian Xing said.

Falling Cloud Palace's Holy Lady also nodded her head. Even Xu Yijian had hidden away a bit of his Qi Mechanism.

"Thank you very much, the three of you."

Son-of-Saint of Liehyang nodded his head, and then laughed coldly at the youth, and said sinisterly: "Don't worry, I only broke your arms and legs, I won't kill you. I still need to bring you back to the sect after I've taken care of everything here, and we'll properly entertain you. "

Ye Hao's expression turned slightly cold. Originally, he was hesitating on what to do with these sect's holy sons after capturing the Paramount Fire. But now, it seemed that there was nothing he needed to worry about.

Boom!

Son-of-Saint of Liehyang's aura exploded, his figure was like a golden lightning, rushing towards Ye Hao.

With a movement of his body, Xu Yijian and Faang Tiandou started their fight. On the other side, Lee Tian'gang and Zhou Hantian collided once again. Son-of-Saint Qing Hong and the son of the Black Demon God also made their moves.

Paramount Fire's fate was the most important thing at hand. As for the Son-of-Saint of Liehyang, they didn't pay too much attention to them, because as long as he made a move, Black-Cloaked Youth, who came from a slave faction, would have no chance of survival.

A Heaven's Pride of the Son-of-Saint Level naturally had the confidence to suppress everything.

Boom!

Boom!

Immediately, the entire scene was filled with thunderous booms and sonic booms. Terrifying waves of spiritual energy were continuously stirred up, violent astral winds and sharp sword beams … Everyone attacked with all their might, not giving in at all.

"No …"

However, not long after they started fighting, a shrill wail filled with disbelief rang out.

This wail belonged to the Son-of-Saint of Liehyang.

Realizing this point, the hearts of everyone present fiercely jumped, and simultaneously stopped their attacks. Just as their gazes shot over, they saw a scene that they found unbelievable, and even somewhat shocking.

The Son-of-Saint of Liehyang who had rushed out with his monstrous momentum just a moment ago was now being held by Black-Cloaked Youth's neck and exploded with a loud bang like a duck being held by the neck.

"Heaven's Pride of the Son-of-Saint Level, is merely mediocre." After hiding the Body of Holy Spirit rune, Ye Hao shook his hand and said with an indifferent expression, "I killed the Holy Son like I killed a dog."

Lee Tian'gang, Zhou Hantian, and even Xu Yijian narrowed their eyes.

On the other hand, the faces of Faang Tiandou, Zhou Fanxing, Luo Yun, Holy Lady, and the rest all changed drastically. Their eyes were filled with shock.

Even though Son-of-Saint of Liehyang was the weakest amongst them, he was still a heaven's pride expert with Son-of-Saint Level after all. How could the number one person of the younger generation in the Sunscorch Sect be easily killed by a Slave Cultivator, and a youth at that?

It must be known that even Son-of-Saint Level Expert, who was at the top, Xu Yijian, could not kill Son-of-Saint of Liehyang so easily. Could that young man … Was he a being that was even more terrifying and tyrannical than the Top Son-of-Saint?

"Impossible!"

"What just happened?"

The remaining eight people all narrowed their eyes, their expressions somewhat solemn.

They could not imagine that the Slave Cultivator that was originally like an ant in their eyes, would actually possess such terrifying strength. It was as if an ant had turned into a prehistoric Vicious Beast with a shake of its body, giving people a huge shock.

"This kid is weird, he must have some powerful treasure on him."

Faang Tiandou said in a low voice. Zhou Lian Xing and the rest at the side also nodded in agreement after thinking for a while.

There were indeed some powerful Secret Treasures in this world. To be able to kill someone above his rank when caught off guard, Black-Cloaked Youth must have gotten some sort of opportunity and obtained such Secret Treasures. It was definitely not his true strength.

After all, even Xu Yijian, Lee Tian'gang and the others could not kill Son-of-Saint Level Expert in such a short time. Could it be that a Slave Cultivator would be stronger than a Top Son-of-Saint?

This was simply nonsense, no one would believe it.

"Lowly Slave Cultivator, you actually dare to kill Son-of-Saint of Liehyang. I'm afraid that even your servant power will die with him." Faang Tiandou sneered.

Son-of-Saint of Liehyang was a heaven's pride level expert trained by the Sunscorch Sect as their successor. Even they didn't dare to kill him as they wished to avoid a war between the two sects.

And now, a young man who had walked out of a slave force dared to brazenly kill Son-of-Saint of Liehyang. Once the Burning Fire Cemetery was activated, the experts of the Fierce Sun Sect who were waiting outside would definitely pull out his soul and refine it. Even the slave force behind him would be completely annihilated, and not even Heavenly Flame Sect would interfere.

"Tch, just a mere Slave Cultivator. Do you think that you can use a secret treasure to sneak attack the Son-of-Saint of Liehyang and beat us?" The Son of the Black Demon Sect shook his head in disdain. "There must be many restrictions on the level of those secret treasures. I'm afraid you won't be able to use them again for a short period of time, right?"

"So what if we have Secret Treasures? As long as we are prepared, how can an ant like him harm us?" The Holy Son Qing Hong Zong had a face full of disdain.0

"Brat, I'll give you a chance. Immediately get out of our sight. You might still be able to last for a few more days." Zhou Sanxing spoke softly.

Although Son-of-Saint of Liehyang was dead, the few of them were not related to him, and naturally they did not have any thoughts of revenge. Furthermore, the most important thing was to obtain the Paramount Fire s, if that young man offended the Sunburst Sect, he would definitely die, so naturally, they did not want to waste their energy on him.

"Still not getting out?"

Holy Lady from the Cloud Falling Palace was wearing a white muslin dress as she scolded impatiently.

Even Lee Tian'gang, Zhou Hantian, and Xu Yijian had chilliness in their eyes.

Ye Hao did not seem to notice their cold gazes at all. He put away Son-of-Saint of Liehyang's Storage Bag and then looked at them and said: "To put on such a superior attitude in front of me, where did your confidence come from?"

"Hmph, just a mere Slave Cultivator, how could he possibly understand the power of a heaven's pride expert with Son-of-Saint Level?" Faang Tiandou snorted coldly.

"A well frog prying the heavens, a Slave Cultivator that is like an ant. In the end, this is all I can see." Zhou Lian Xing laughed playfully.

Ye Hao couldn't help but shake his head and laugh when he heard this. He then sighed, "Mouth open, mouth shut, ants. What I don't know is that in my eyes, you are nothing more than ants."

"Slave Cultivator is too presumptuous!"

"How audacious."

"There's no need to waste time with a Slave Cultivator. Just directly stomp him to death."

One Slave Cultivator after another provoked them, causing all the geniuses of Son-of-Saint Level and geniuses to stare with killing intent in their eyes. Although the fate of the Paramount Fire was the most important, killing a Slave Cultivator was not going to take long for them.

Looking at the eight people who were filled with killing intent and seemed as if they couldn't wait any longer, Ye Hao smiled coolly and said indifferently: "You guys are stronger than Ao Hongchen … "But the difference is too great."

The eyes of the eight were cold as the power in their bodies exploded.

However, before they could do anything, a profound and complex Spiritual Seal silently entered the void between Ye Hao's fingers.

"Six Dragons Wind Gale Formation, rise!"

As Ye Hao's voice fell, a great formation with six ferocious Wind Dragon suddenly enveloped Son-of-Saint Qing Hong and the Black Demon Holy Son, blocking out the other six people outside.

This Spiritual Array, when Lee Tian'gang arrived first, Ye Hao had already started setting it up, quietly placing the Spiritual Seal into the void of heaven and earth, for … It was to deal with this battle.

After all, although these sect's holy sons were not as strong as him, if the eight of them were to join hands, it would still be somewhat troublesome. However, if they were to be separated by the Spiritual Array, it would be much easier to defeat them one by one.

"Hmph, I didn't expect him to be a Spiritual Array Master."

"A mere Micro Stage Spiritual Array can break it in thirty breaths."

Whether it was Lee Tian'gang and the other two outside the Spiritual Array, or Son-of-Saint Qing Hong and the rest inside the Spiritual Array, after the initial shock, they quickly calmed down.

Although the Spiritual Array in front of them was extraordinary, with the combined strength of the eight of them, they could easily break through it.

As the person who laid the formation, Ye Hao naturally knew this better than them. Although the Six Dragons Astral Wind Formation was strong, if eight Son-of-Saint Level Expert's joined hands, it could be broken through very quickly.

It was just that, the real purpose of the Spiritual Array was to temporarily separate these few people and break them one by one.

30 breaths was enough for Ye Hao.

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