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On the way to the Absolute Soul Altar, Yun Su and the other three were closely watched, as if they were deeply afraid that he would suddenly run away.

Standing beside Yun Su, Ren Guangming said guiltily, "Senior Brother Yun, I'm sorry. It's all our fault, otherwise, you could have run away."

"How can I blame you?" Yun Su shook his head and chuckled: "I killed Ye Hao, and am already at odds with Ye Hao. Speaking of which, you all were implicated by me, if not, you wouldn't have been targeted."

"But …" Ren Guangming's expression changed, as if he wanted to say something.

"Yun Su …" Yun Hanxue walked over and said softly, "Are you confident? Once you get on the Absolute Soul Altar, you will truly be unable to stop until you are dead. Even if my grandfather comes, he will not be able to save you. "

In Yun Hanxue's heart, she still did not believe that Yun Su could win. If Yun Su could kill Xu Shijin, that would prove that he had the strength to cut down the third level of the Spirit Gathering realm, but Ye Haoqie was at the fifth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm. Each level had a different power, the third and fifth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm were even more different.

"Why don't I send a message to my grandfather for him to come over and stop us?" Yun Hanxue thought about it and still suggested a compromise.

"Alright, it's fine. I'll take care of everything." Yun Su smiled. Her tone was filled with confidence.

"It's just a harm done by Ye Hao. If he can't get into the great hall, we can just kill him."

Seeing Yun Su in high spirits and full of confidence, Yun Hanxue's heart could not help but tremble. That grand ambition of hers had deeply affected them.

He looked at Yun Su again. She was still as calm as ever and did not seem nervous at all. After strolling leisurely, they originally felt nervous and could not help but relax a little.

Ye Hao sneered at the side as he stared at Yun Su, his eyes filled with killing intent. Seeing that Yun Su was not afraid, he harrumphed coldly in his heart, thinking that he would torture him to death later on.

The Absolute Soul Altar was known as the Life and Death Arena. It was located to the north of the inner gate of the Sky Cloud Martial School and was as big as a basketball court. Green mountains and pine trees surrounded it, and the empty sky made this Absolute Soul Altar look even more desolate.

This was the home of the strong. The weak could only perish here.

Along the way to the Absolute Soul Altar, they attracted the attention of many inner court disciples. They could not help but turn their heads in their direction, and when they saw the person who came, they could not help but exclaim.

"Isn't that the Zhao Alliance's Ye Hao? Is he going up to the Absolute Soul Altar? What kind of deep hatred or grudge do you have for you to actually want to go up on the Absolute Soul Stage and settle it? " A disciple exclaimed.

Who wants to harm Ye Hao on the Absolute Soul Stage? Ye Hao is an expert at the 5th level of the martial gathering realm, there are very few people that can compete with him. "

The crowd of disciples said in succession. At this time, a large number of outer sect disciples that had passed the inner sect examination had also changed into long blue robes. When they heard this, they couldn't help but look over.

It was him.

The moment they saw Yun Su, countless outer sect disciples revealed looks of reverence and worship. They had personally witnessed Yun Su Li fighting against Xu Shijin and Jiang Yanguo, and had then completely annihilated them.

Some who did not know of the Absolute Soul Altar sucked in a breath of cold air after asking the senior beside them. Their eyes were filled with shock.

Only those who were still alive could leave this place where life and death were decided.

When he finally arrived at the Absolute Soul Platform, he was followed by a large crowd of inner disciples who were watching the show. Yun Su turned her head to look at Ye Hao, "Let's go."

Unexpectedly, it was Yun Su who wanted to ascend to the Absolute Soul Stage. Everyone could not help but be stunned, and at the same time, Yun Su's identity was revealed, with everyone knowing about her.

Slashing down Ye Feng Li, instantly killing Ye Hao.

During the inner sect examination, he had battled with Xu Shijin for 300 rounds before being ambushed by Jiang Yanguo.

This kind of result caused everyone to feel sad, but they did not think that Yun Su could win against Ye Hao. Ye Hao's harm was not something Xu Shijin could compare to, and the inner sect's deterrence was deeply rooted.

"There's no need for me to act against a trash like you. Mingxing, you go and cripple all of this brat's limbs. I'm going to slowly torture him." Ye Hao sneered and turned his head to look at a disciple on the side.

Song Mingxing nodded and leaped up onto the Absolute Soul Altar. His movements carried a hint of elegance, and an enormous aura burst out, causing the surrounding space to darken. A majestic aura surged out, intimidating everyone.

Fourth level of the martial arts gathering.

Song Mingxing landed on the Absolute Soul Altar and pulled out a three meter wide, half a person tall saber. The blade was covered with faint spirit patterns, and a rich fire attribute aura would appear from time to time. It was a first grade fire attribute spirit artifact.

"Trash, come up and receive your death. Today, I will let you have a taste of the might of my three-ringed great blade." Song Mingxing pointed at Yun Su and laughed coldly.

This scene made everyone cheer. They were all in worship of Song Mingxing's powerful strength.

When Yun Su saw this, she could not help but smile slightly. She turned her head to look at the sword at Ren Yingying's waist and smiled, "Let me borrow your sword for a while."

Amongst the three of them, only the sword in Ren Yingying's hand was ordinary, and Ren Guangming used a blade, so Yun Su borrowed Ren Yingying's sword.

Yun Hanxue's expression changed slightly and she hurriedly took out her Spirit Cloud Sword, "Yun Su, use my sword. His is a grade one spirit weapon, a three-ring great blade. A normal weapon would be able to break it easily."

Ren Yingying also slightly nodded her head, "That's right senior brother Yun, let's use senior sister Yun's spiritual weapon. This is only an ordinary spiritual weapon, it can't withstand his slash at all."

"It doesn't matter. A good spiritual weapon still depends on who the user is. If the opponent is trash, then even if you give him a godly weapon, it would be useless. Against him, there's no need for a spiritual weapon, just a mortal weapon is enough." Yun Su smiled as he pulled out the sword at Ren Yingying's waist, and walked towards the Absolute Soul Stage.

He didn't leap like Song Mingxing. Instead, he walked up the stairs one step at a time.

Yun Su did not cover up her words. Everyone could hear her clearly. Furthermore, with each step she took, it caused everyone to hiss and look at her with disdain.

Song Mingxing also heard Yun Su's words and his eyes immediately darkened. With a cold voice, he said, "Trash, I will let you know the price of underestimating me. I will chop off your hands and feet, put them into a jar, and torture you for eternity."

"Cripple him." Ye Hao shouted loudly as if he was impatient.

Hearing Ye Hao's words, Song Mingxing immediately rushed forward and ignited the three-ringed great blade in his hand into a flame. The burning flame made the air seem blurry, as if it couldn't resist the flame. It felt like it was about to collapse into nothingness.

"Dragon Flame Blade."

Song Mingxing gave a loud shout and waved the three-ringed saber in his hand. A dragon roar sounded out and the flames on the three-ringed saber suddenly increased by three levels. The burning flames vaguely turned into a fiery dragon, roaring ferociously, causing the space around it to become scorching hot.

This was the power hidden within the inner disciples, and was this the level two martial skill that they were about to learn? It was simply too tyrannical, and under this strong attack, they were like a small boat floating in the wind and rain. They only needed one huge wave to completely destroy it.

On the outer sect rankings, the top ten geniuses, from first to seventh, had all been killed by Yun Su, leaving only three. At this moment, all of them had a calm expression and fear in their eyes.

Yun Su was too strong, so strong that they felt despair in their hearts. Therefore, they urgently hoped that someone could break through this situation and destroy Yun Su, so that they could catch their breath.

"Trash, go to hell." Song Mingxing shouted.

Under the gazes of everyone present, the flaming dragon charged over with a loud bang, while Yun Su still maintained her calmness. The corners of her mouth curled up as she slowly brandished her sword.

The sword vibrated with a hum. A faint spiritual energy adhered to it. Not only did it not dodge, it shot towards Song Ming in an attempt to break his sword.

"What guts." Song Mingxing was shocked and angry at the same time. He couldn't help but roar.

Thinking of this, Song Mingxing felt angry. He couldn't help but increase his strength by three levels, forgetting the words Ye Hao had said to cripple his four limbs. At this moment, all he wanted to do was kill this fellow.

Yun Su's attack was very vague. She did not slash at him, but instead stabbed at Song Mingxing's armpit.

That was Song Mingxing's weakness. As the Buried Heaven Emperor, his vision had long since reached the Transmogrification Realm. Song Mingxing's attack looked fierce, but it was actually full of weakness.

The flaw in his attack was enough to make Song Mingxing stop his attacks and turn them into defense. Otherwise, his arm would have been crippled.

What? Song Mingxing turned pale with fright. He could not continue to attack Yun Su, and quickly retracted his saber to block the attack. He was shocked to the point that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Ding!

The long sword stabbed into the three-ringed saber, producing a crisp sound. The burning flame continued to burn, almost melting the sword into liquid metal.

This was only an ordinary weapon, not a spirit weapon.

"Hahaha, boy, you chose ordinary weapons to fight against me. You are simply laughing at me. Go and die." Song Mingxing laughed loudly as he raised the three-ring, Fiery Blades high in the air and fiercely chopped down.

"Idiot." Yun Su said coldly. Suddenly, his arm trembled and he quickly shook it. He continuously brandished the longsword and slashed across Song Mingxing's chest. It left a deep wound, blood quickly spurted out like a fountain.

The intense pain caused Song Mingxing to loosen his grip on his treasured saber. Just as he was about to cry out in pain, a light flashed before his eyes, causing him to widen his eyes.

Swoosh.

The long sword moved as fast as lightning, directly brushing past Song Mingxing's neck, leaving a scratch.

Song Mingxing's body froze, and he kept his posture of raising his hands up high. His eyes were wide open in shock and puzzlement.

Song Mingxing slightly twisted his head and pulled at the wound, causing blood to flow out from his neck quickly. With a "peng" sound, Song Mingxing fell to the ground, his life quickly disappeared like a candle in the wind before disappearing.

Song Mingxing, dead!