After standing up, Ye Wutian wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth, took two deep breaths, and pressed the tumbling hot blood pressure in his body.

At this moment, Lei Hun's voice rang in his mind: "Hey! Boy, what are you doing? Your aura is almost boiling."

This attack did have a considerable impact on the true qi in the body, but fortunately it was knocked away by the impact force. If you directly hit the palm of your body, you may have to break into your body again and stir up your qi sea.

"Little kid, I'll borrow your thunder spiritual power a little later." Ye Wutian said to Thunder Soul. At present, the concentration of thunder spiritual power in his true qi is too low, and he cannot stimulate the thunder power in the Red Flame Sword. In this way, even if the thunder slash is used, it will have no power.

"What? Lend you spiritual power? How can I borrow this thing? What will you pay me back then?" Lei Hun said stingy.

"Do you still want me to pay it back? Before, you owe me a favor in that cave!" Ye Wutian said depressedly.

"Then just say it's all right, why do you want to borrow it?" Lei Hun said dissatisfied, and then complained: "I finally stockpiled a little spiritual power, and I was deceived by you little by little."

Ye Wutian was ashamed to hear it, "What does it mean to cheat me little by little? I never seemed to ask you to borrow it before, right?"

"Do you think you didn't need to consume spiritual power when you dealt with that old man last time?" Lei Hun argued.

Ye Wutian was too lazy to argue with him, so he simply said, "Anyway, when I use the Thunder Slash, you inject some thunder-type spiritual power into my knife." As he said that, he ignored the Thunder Soul and jumped onto the ring.

"Boy, your ability is really great. It seems that I have to use some powerful moves to get you." At this moment, Wan He Yixin was just thinking about killing Ye Wutian, throwing all the face and dignity of the family out of the sky.

As he finished speaking, a true energy rose from Wan He's body, and his whole body turned into a strong wind, and he quickly rushed towards Ye Wutian on the ring.

The audience's hearts were all raised to their throats. Wan He's powerful moves were obviously stronger than the previous Thunder Ten Thousand Kings. Can this young man resist it? He shouldn't die under this move, right?

Looking at Wan He who was rushing towards him, Ye Wutian made a move and pulled up the Red Flame Sword behind him without hesitation.

Seeing Ye Wutian's actions, everyone in the audience lit up their eyes.

From the beginning, everyone noticed the thing on him, and many people even guessed that it was a treasure weapon, but until the end of the Youth Competition, the treasure weapon was still unveiled, which is a pity for everyone. At present, the other party obviously intends to use this treasure weapon, so how can it not be expected?

As he stared with expectant eyes, Ye Wutian pinched the handle of the knife with his backhand and inserted the tip of the knife towards the ring.

"Puff!"

The white cloth wrapped in the blade instantly split into pieces and flew in all directions, and the treasure also showed its true form.

"It's indeed a treasure!"

"It turned out to be a treasure knife!"

...

While these awesome sounds, Wan He suddenly stopped his rush and stared at his eyes and exclaimed: "Chinyan Sword!"

Ye Wutian's mouth was filled with a ferocious smile like a demon, "That's right! It's the treasure Red Flame Sword of your third elder of the Wan family."

"Is it you who killed the third elder?" Wan He's words almost squeezed out from his teeth.

Ye Wutian raised his eyebrows and admitted without any concealment: "That's right, I killed it." After saying that, he reached out and brushed his face, lifting up a thin film, and his true face was revealed to everyone.

"Dad, it's indeed that Brother Ye." After seeing Ye Wutian's face, Mu Yao said in surprise.

"Yes, he will take the risk of helping him, probably to repay the favor he had last night." Although he had guessed it was him, Mu Jiang could not help but feel excited when he witnessed it with his own eyes.

"This little brother is indeed a righteous man. Fortunately, we kept them last time." Mu He said with a look of gratitude.

"But Wan He's strength in front of him is far better than Wan Tianhao last time, so it's probably not that easy to deal with." Mu Jiang's excited expression quickly faded away, and he had a look of worry.

"Brother, don't worry, this little brother has the ability to summon lightning and capture thunder and make swords. Wan He is definitely not his opponent." Mu He is a rough man, and he will not think so much like Mu Jiang.

"I hope so." Mujiang said in a heavy tone...

At the same time, there were also bursts of discussion in the entire venue.

"I didn't expect him to use disguise."

"It's incredible that he actually killed the third elder of the Wan family."

"With his strength, it's nothing strange to kill the third elder of the Wan family."

"The problem is that at that time, the third elder of Wan family still held this treasure weapon, and he was not his opponent."

"This kid is really terrifying."

"It's a bright future when you have such achievements at a young age."

"I'm afraid this kid will be alive soon. Just killing the third elder will be enough to make the Wan family take his life by any means."

"This matter is not that simple. This young man has such strength, and there may be a backer who is stronger than the Wan family."

...

Everyone talked and chatted endlessly, and the whole venue was as lively as a vegetable market.

No matter what, Wanhe has decided to kill this person here.

"Since you killed the third elder, I happened to avenge the third elder today. Go and die!" Wan He's tone was cold. Because of his extreme anger, his whole old face had been twisted.

Just as the words fell, Wan He launched a rush again, pounced towards Ye Wutian on the ring like a wild beast burning in anger.

At this moment, everyone held their breath. Even though this young man had the mid-stage cultivation level of the Earth Realm, would he still have a way out for survival under the full force of the late-stage powerhouse?

"Looking at Wanhe's stance, it seems that he is going to use the second level of Wanfo Palm."

"He wouldn't have died like that, right?"

"Oh, what a pity, such a peerless genius."

...

In the eyes of everyone, if Wan He had made every effort to attack, Ye Wutian would probably die.

Facing Wan He who was rushing towards him, Ye Wutian raised the Red Flame Sword in his hand high, pointing the tip of the knife towards the sky.

"Little devil, hurry up and inject thunder spiritual power into my knife." Ye Wutian sent a message to the thunder soul.

"I know, I know." Lei Hun replied slowly, then muttered again, and then sent out a stream of thunder-type spiritual power, which was injected into the Red Flame Sword along Ye Wutian's meridians.

Stimulated by the thunder-type spiritual power, the thunder-type power in the Red Flame Sword burst out wildly.

In an instant, lightning flashed on the Red Flame Sword's body, and lightning burst out, making a sound of electric arcs, with a terrifying momentum.

"Boom!"

A layer of dark clouds gathered in the originally clear sky at some point, and the rumbling thunder suddenly rose, as if responding to the thunder power on the Red Flame Sword.

This is the first time everyone present has seen such a scene in his life.

"It's incredible that he can actually summon Yunlei."

"I'm afraid even the powerful people in the Heavenly Realm do not have this ability, right?"

Shocking was written all over everyone's face, attracting clouds and thunder, and calling wind and rain. It seems that only the legendary gods can do it.

Wan He obviously noticed something strange, but the moves had already been released, and there was obviously no reason to take them back, so he could only grit his teeth and clap his hands at Ye Wutian.

"Thousands of valleys and thousands of rocks!"

At the same time, Ye Wutian held the handle of the knife with both hands, stepped forward with his left foot, and slashed the red flame knife in his hand with the flow.

"Thunder Slash!"

"Boom boom!"

The clouds in the sky exploded, and the thunder kept ringing.

The power and momentum of Wanhe used by Wanhe was far better than that of Wan Tianhao and Wan Shijie. The layers of palm shadows were like huge waves of the Yangtze River, and they kept attacking one after another, but most of the palm shadows were destroyed by the arcs around the Red Flame Sword.

"Bang!"

The Red Flame Knife suddenly slashed on the palm of Dao He.

In an instant, countless arcs burst into all directions, and the palm force rushed violently. The ground of the entire arena was scraped out of scars. Just imagine, if someone stood nearby, he would probably be tangled into pieces by these energy.

The dark clouds in the sky have disappeared at some point.

Ye Wutian barely supported himself with a knife. Under this blow, his right arm sleeve had been shattered, and his skin also turned purple-red, which was obviously very injured.

Of course, Wan He was not feeling well. At this time, there was still a faint arc of electric lightning on his body. During the previous attack, part of the thunder power directly penetrated his true qi defense and broke into his body. Now the true qi in his body was in chaos. If it was not suppressed as soon as possible, it would probably cause serious trauma to the meridians.

The venue was silent, as if you could hear the heavy breathing of the two people on the ring.

Wan He stared at Ye Wutian opposite him and hesitated in his heart: "That boy must have suffered a lot of injuries. If he took the opportunity to take action now, he might be able to kill him with one blow. Just forcibly activate his true energy, which may cause permanent trauma to the meridians."

From Wan He's eyes, Ye Wutian could also guess that he wanted to take advantage of the situation. At present, his body was seriously injured and it was very difficult to even be in a turmoil. If the other party really attacked him, the situation would be bad.

Of course, Ye Wutian could also see that the other party must have suffered heavy injuries, otherwise he would not have hesitated for so long and not attacked.

Just when the two of them had their own thoughts, the voice of Abbot Kong Ji rang out from the audience.

"Amitabha, when will the revenge be repaid? It is better for the two donors to let go of their hatred, abandon past grudges, and turn war into jade."

"Yes, the Chinese martial arts world was originally a big family, so why bother killing each other?" Zhang Tianji, the head of Wudang, also stepped forward to persuade him.
Chapter completed!