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Crown Prince of Winged Snake and Jin Wuwei's faces turned ashen as they stared coldly at Son-of-Saint, Zihua with eyes overflowing with anger.

The two Sacred Children could imagine, if news of today's battle were to spread, they would definitely become the laughingstock of the Son-of-Saint Level.

"Hmph, as long as you and this aboriginal die, who will know about today's battle?"

Crown Prince of Winged Snake's expression was dark, his eyes were filled with intense killing intent. Not only him, but even Jin Wuwei at the side had Divine Flame s jumping around him, his face was cold and grim.

Although their secret treasures had been blocked by the youth, they were still two against one. If the battle continued, the victor would be them!

"What, do you really think I'm dead?"

Son-of-Saint, Zihua's expression was grave, the vast grandmist purple Qi was gathering and surging. It was obvious that he had already guessed the thoughts of the two Great Saints. Even though their injuries had yet to heal, he could only bite the bullet and attack.

After all, he and this youth were bound by the Soul Oath. If this youth died, his fate wouldn't be any better.

Not to mention, if he lost the battle strength of this young man, even if it was him, he would most likely die today.

"Did you make a move? "Let's go to the side."

However, just as the Primordial Purple Qi around his body surged and secretly circulated its strength, Ye Hao, who was in the ring, faintly swept a glance at him, causing Son-of-Saint, Zihua's expression to freeze. His face immediately flushed red and he felt a wave of anger.

It wasn't easy for him to decide to help, but why wasn't this brat grateful at all?

Did he really think he could suppress the two Saints by himself?

Even if you don't need help, can't you be a bit more polite?

Didn't he see so many outsiders watching by the side?

Son-of-Saint, Zihua gritted his teeth in anger, but he dared not to say anything. In the end, he could only grunt in anger and forcefully suppress the resentment in his heart, "Fine, you can fight. You take care of it yourself!"

This result made Crown Prince of Winged Snake and Jin Wuwei feel pleasantly surprised. After all, Son-of-Saint, Zihua was slightly weaker than them, but if Son-of-Saint, Zihua interfered, their chances of winning would be much lower.

However, after the surprise, anger appeared on their faces.

The teenager stopped Son-of-Saint, Zihua from interfering. Did he really think that he would be able to win against the two of them alone?

"Hehe, the natives are still the natives after all. Although they have some strength, in the end, they are still fools!"

"Do you really think that you have won for sure? If a mere native dares to be so arrogant, he will definitely suffer greatly! "

Crown Prince of Winged Snake and Jin Wuwei laughed sinisterly as their energy surged. The Divine Flame around their bodies jumped like the sons of god, and their aura rose again.

Towards this, Ye Hao's black eyes burned even hotter. He grinned and said, "I am not sure if I can be arrogant, but I will not let you two grindstones go so easily."

As the words were spoken, the two Sacred Children's expressions became even more unsightly. At the edge of the arena, the geniuses from the foreign lands were all trembling in fear and trepidation, feeling unprecedented shock and fear. They truly did not know if they should say that this country bumpkin did not know his limits, or that he was extremely courageous.

"Since I can't hide it, then I won't hide it."

Ignoring the stares from the crowd, Ye Hao faced the two Saints. After taking a deep breath, the Dark Light in his hand flickered and a rusty black metal piece, accompanied by a faint dragon's roar, suddenly echoed in the field.

Dragon King Knife!

The moment they saw this piece of black metal, the crowd no longer doubted the identity of this youth. At the same time, their hearts could not help but feel even more complicated.

They had thought that after the battle of Qingcang Peak, Shen Xuan, who had shaken the entire world, was like a tortoise hiding in his jixia academy. Who would have thought that he would actually change his appearance and silently enter the Paramount Mansion with them.

They had heard of Shen Xuan's legend before, but as long as it was someone who had never seen Shen Xuan fight, they would think that it was a rumor and would not believe that a aboriginal cultivator could have such shocking combat power.

Only at this moment did everyone truly understand that all the rumors regarding this youth were not the slightest bit false. In fact, his true strength seemed to be even more terrifying than the rumors.2

"If only he had not appeared during the battle at Qingcang Peak …"

Some of the foreign talents couldn't help but have this thought. They felt their hair stand on end and didn't dare to think too much about it.

Boom!

At this time, the battle once again broke out. Ye Hao held the Dragon King Knife in his hand, and with a faintly discernable True Dragon aura, he charged towards the two Saints without holding back at all.

In this regard, the two Saints did not dare to be the slightest bit careless, especially the rusted black broken blade in the youth's hand. It made them feel even more apprehensive, as if it belonged to the same sect as the strange stone bridge and the broken halberd, and was filled with an incomparably terrifying aura.

BOOM!

In the time it took for a spark to fly off of a piece of flint, the three of them collided with each other like shooting stars.

It had to be said that this place had Paramount Mansion, and had the support of the Sovereign Dao. However, the aftermath of the battle between the three caused the entire Paramount Mansion to shake violently, as though it was going to collapse at any moment.

Rumble rumble rumble!

Bang bang!

Ye Hao's speed was extremely fast, and the blood in his body was boiling. His entire body was surrounded by a bright golden light, which carried traces of divinity. His fist seemed to bring along an unfathomable dao, constantly shaking the air as it flew towards the two Saints.

On the other side, Crown Prince of Winged Snake and Jin Wuwei's bodies jumped with Divine Flame s. Their expressions were gloomy and solemn, and their hearts surged with monstrous waves.

As they continued to exchange blows, they were able to gain the upper hand at first. However, the youth's crazy fighting style of exchanging injuries for life had greatly restricted them. Now they were gradually falling into a disadvantageous position.

The most important thing was that even though they had pushed their physical bodies to their limits, the youth's physical body seemed to have limitless potential. He was still climbing up along with them, steadily pressing down on them.

For the first time, their scalps tingled with fear. However, what they feared the most was the rusty broken blade in the youth's hand. Every slash of the blade gave them an intense sense of deadly crisis.

Roar!

In the end, Jin Wuwei and Crown Prince of Winged Snake roared together, and regardless of the fact that they had ignited their own blood vessels, a completely golden giant lion and a ferocious snake appeared in the sky behind them. Their cold and indifferent eyes seemed to be real, without the slightest fluctuation in their emotions, and waves after waves of terrifying auras exploded out from their shadows, causing the space between them to constantly explode and collapse.

This enormous lion and serpent were the bloodlines of the two Saints. In a sense, they were the shadows of saints, imprinted in the bloodlines of the two Saints, and they carried with them a mysterious and terrifying power.

"To be able to force us to such a state, forget about Savage World, even if it's the deepest part of Star Sea, you're still the first!"

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