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"Nonsense!" Lee Feng felt the surging power in his body. At this moment, he felt an unprecedented strength. What Ye Xuan was in his eyes?

"Then I'll let you experience the powerful strength of the late stage Origin Core Stage!" Lee Feng's entire body emitted an explosive sound. He waved his hand and the long blade appeared in his hand once again.

"Mysterious Yang Tyrant Blade!"

A violent force erupted from the blade with a loud bang. It was far more than ten times stronger than when Lee Feng used the Black Sun Tyrant Saber previously.

The sky changed color and the surrounding spiritual energy was sucked out in an instant.

Origin Core Stage was known to be able to topple mountains and overturn the seas. A single sword strike to chop rivers, a single blade to break mountains. Although Lee Feng's realm was borrowed, he had, after all, already stepped into this level.

"So powerful!" A disciple looked at Lee Feng with his mouth wide open.

"What do we do? How can Eldest Martial Senior withstand this?" The disciples who were close to Ye Xuan all started to worry for him.

"Although this Demonic Art is overbearing, it is ultimately not the right path. I'm afraid that even if Lee Feng wins this time round, he will be crippled in the future." The other disciples who were neutral secretly shook their heads.

"Is this the power of Origin Core Stage?" Ye Xuan felt the violent power and sighed in his heart.

What he said before was obviously not an act. In reality, he was indeed confident in defeating Lee Feng.

"System, exchange for Baji Jump!"

"Ding!" Octane Blast successfully exchanged. It was automatically adjusted to suit the user's training technique. The host consumed 10 points of negative energy. Octane Blast is a Xuan Tier Dou Technique. This time around, the amount of energy required to learn it is 20 points and you can reach the maximum mastery. Do you want to learn it, host? "

"Cultivate!"

"Ding!" Congratulations, you have successfully cultivated the Octane Blast, and have reached the great perfection stage. "

"Come, Lee Feng! Let me show you the power of the Octane Blast. " Wu Tie howled loudly in his heart as an enormous aura once again condensed on top of his fist.

"Roar!" A green light appeared and turned into a green dragon. With an unparalleled momentum, it charged towards Lee Feng.

"Cut it for me!" Lee Feng roared. The berserk power on the blade shot out towards the green dragon.

"Watch me, Lee Feng, slay a dragon today!" Under Lee Feng's crazy roar, the power of the Black Sun Tyrant Blade instantly cut the Azure Dragon into two.

"It's over! Eldest Martial Senior is going to lose. " Some disciples who worshipped Ye Xuan had bitter expressions on their faces. The wargod that they thought was invincible had actually lost this time.

"Sigh, the power of Origin Core Stage is not something a True Spirit Realm warrior can match up to. Eldest Martial Senior miscalculated this time." The other disciples all shook their heads.

"Ye Xuan!" You've lost! " Lee Feng raised his head and laughed heartily. The demonic shadow that he had grown up in had finally been defeated by him today.

"Lose? Not necessarily! " Ye Xuan chuckled.

Sure enough, after the green dragon was cut into two halves, it instantly gathered back together and once again charged towards Lee Feng.

"Again!"

The Mystic Yang Tyrant Blade appeared again. Although the force exuded from its blade was still as violent as before, it was much weaker than last time.

The green dragon was sliced apart once again, and under the incredulous gazes of the crowd, it continued to gather together.

"What?" Lee Feng could not believe his own eyes. His cultivation was only at the late stage of the Origin Core Stage yet he was unable to break Ye Xuan's True Dragon Fist Attack.

Ye Xuan shook his head slightly. The Dragon's Fist he executed now combined with the System's modified Octane Blast, how could it be that simple?

"Time to end it!" Ye Xuan secretly thought in his heart. He took a step forward and appeared next to Lee Feng. He then suddenly threw a punch. A green light appeared and hit Lee Feng.

The green light that hit Lee Feng instantly exploded, layer after layer, continuously.

Even though Lee Feng's cultivation was borrowed, and he had consumed a lot of energy previously, now that he was hit by Ye Xuan, the force from the Octane Blast had exploded. How could he withstand it?

"Pfft!" "Pfft!" After spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, Lee Feng fell to the ground. After struggling for a while, he could no longer get up.

"Eldest Martial Senior won!"

"Good job, Eldest Martial Senior!"

All the disciples cheered, especially those who were close to Ye Xuan. They waved their hands and danced as if they won.

After all, Lee Feng was normally unpopular. At this moment, even though he was in a very sorry state, no disciple came up to support him. Instead, they were cheering for Ye Xuan.

The cultivation brought about by the Demon Art of the Buddha quickly disappeared. Lee Feng's face was ashen, and his eyes did not have the slightest trace of spirit.

"Flower in the mirror, Moon in the water. It's just like what Ye Xuan said. After all, the power borrowed is illusory." Lee Feng muttered to himself.

Ye Xuan sighed lightly, "Lee Feng, seeing that you are the Second Elder's Successor Disciple, you should go to the Discipline Hall and confess your guilt."

If the disciples of a Sacred Ground made a mistake, as long as they went to the Discipline Hall to plead guilty, then the Sacred Grounds would naturally open up and let them have their way. On the contrary, if they were found out by the Discipline Hall, then the crime would be huge.

Ye Xuan's action caused all the Sacred Grounds disciples to loudly praise him.

"Eldest Martial Senior is indeed magnanimous. He can even forgive Lee Feng for his sloppiness!"

"Don't even think about it!" Lee Feng suddenly raised his head and roared, "I, Lee Feng, swear that if I don't trample you beneath my feet, I will never be a human!"

"Since that's the case, I can't let you go." Ye Xuan's face sank as he threw out a punch, hitting Lee Feng in the chest.

Lee Feng didn't even make a sound as he died.

The surrounding disciples obviously didn't expect that things would turn out this way. They couldn't help but look at each other, but no one dared to speak a word.

"Juniors, this Lee Feng is courting death, but it's my fault." Ye Xuan looked around and saw the expressions of all the disciples, "Now that Lee Feng has died in my hands, I will go to the Discipline Hall to receive my punishment. I hope that all junior brothers can clarify the truth."

While Ye Xuan said this, he was elated in his heart: "This Lee Feng is quite stupid, but that's good too. Otherwise, it would be hard for me to kill him."

Ye Xuan, who was familiar with fantasy tactics, naturally believed in killing decisively, cutting the grass at its roots. Otherwise, with Lee Feng looking at him with such hatred, who knew what kind of trouble he would cause in the future.

"Eldest Martial Senior, don't worry. If the Discipline Hall's people come and question us, we will naturally clarify the matter."

"This Lee Feng is courting death, but you can't blame Eldest Martial Senior."

"Eldest Martial Senior had already let Lee Feng off the hook. It was him who refused to forgive. Serves him right!"

Ye Xuan nodded, bowed to everyone and said, "Thank you, everyone!"

"Eldest Martial Senior is too polite!" All the disciples returned the greeting.

Ye Xuan didn't say anything more, turned around and walked towards the Discipline Hall.

He dared to go to the Discipline Hall, so he naturally had someone to rely on. The Great Elder already controlled most of the Discipline Hall's forces, and as the direct grandson of the Great Elder, he had only come to the Discipline Hall to confess.

However, Lee Feng was after all, the Second Elder's Successor Disciple, and also the Second Elder who had control over part of the Discipline Hall's forces.

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