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It was obvious that he was telling Yang Biao to take this opportunity to cripple this brat. Then, the entire Zhou family would be like a crushing ant in front of them, the Golden Armor Auction House could protect the Zhou family for Xia Hun Wu, but if Xia Hun Wu died, then it would be hard to say for sure. After all, offending the Azure Dragon Gang and the Yang family was not a wise decision.

Upon hearing these words, Yang Biao nodded his head in understanding before a trace of pity appeared in his eyes. Although this brat could kill Luo Lie, he would still die. The gap between a Soul Transformation Stage and a Spirit Stage was not that easy to overcome.

Under the gathering of everyone present, Yang Biao slowly stepped forward as he stared at the former with a cold glint surging within his eyes. He coldly mocked, "Brat, if you think that you have the qualifications to contend against me just because you killed Luo Lie, you are too naive."

"In my eyes, Luo Lie is no different from you!"

Upon hearing these words, Xia Hun Wu also smiled and stepped forward to welcome them.

"If you want to fight, just do it. Push your nonsense!"

"Humph, little bastard, you're courting death!"

Yang Biao's eyes became even colder when he saw Xia Hengwu's calm appearance. He clenched his fists, and in an instant, his palms turned blood-red. In the middle of that blood-red light, scarlet runes began to flow. It was extremely strange.

It was said that it was an extremely mysterious body refining Soul Art. Over the past few years, there were countless experts who had died in the blood hands, and among them, there were countless Soul Transformation stage experts. Although the outer city could not be compared to the inner city, the name of the Blood Slaughter Hand had already squeezed into the top hundred of the Luo City. Compared to Luo Lie, this Yang Biao was even more ferocious.

Therefore, although a lot of people knew that Xia Hun Wu had killed Luo Lie, not many people were optimistic about him and Yang Biao. After all, there was a difference of only one word between the third level of the Soul Transformation stage and the fourth level of the Spirit Stage.

In any case, under the gazes of the crowd, he slightly raised his palm and a Black Ice Needle flew out from his Cosmic Bag. It emitted waves of cold light, and the shadow of the needle spun around Xia Hun Wu's body, creating a trail of ice shards.

"Brat, be careful!"

Seeing that Xia Hengwu was preparing to fight with Yang Biao, Master Yan frowned slightly and said.

Xia Hun Wu nodded his head and waved to the crowd behind him.

"Brat, should I say you don't know your place? Or too confident? " Yang Biao grinned. As his eyes filled with blood-red inscriptions, a scarlet color surged up within his eyes. A majestic soul power suddenly exploded out from within his body like a flood. An extremely powerful aura also spread out at this moment!

"This... This Yang Biao's soul power is so strong! "As expected of a Spirit Stage powerhouse." As they sensed the fluctuations being transmitted from Yang Biao's body, whispers started to spread out from the stadium.

"This Yang Biao's strength is probably on par with Qi Shan. No wonder Qi Shan would look for him to cooperate!"

Feeling the incoming soul power, a peculiar expression flashed across Xia Hun Wu's eyes. This Spirit Stage powerhouse was indeed incomparable to Luo Lie, who was at the Soul Transformation Stage. Just the soul power fluctuation alone was something that Luo Lie could not compare with.

"Swoosh!"

The instant his soul power surged out, Yang Biao's gaze turned ice-cold. He stared intently at Xia Hun Wu and immediately took a step forward, transforming into a red light that rushed towards the former like a bolt of lightning. The blood-red symbol in his hand surged with a bloody cold light as he ruthlessly smashed towards Xia Hun Wu at an extremely tricky angle.

"Ding!"

Facing Yang Biao's incoming bloody hand, Xia Hengwu's body did not move at all. He slightly raised his palm and pointed forward with his finger. The Black Ice Needle shot forward and created a wave of cold air as it collided with the pair of bloody hands that were filled with blood.

The blood palm against the ice needle was just like a flame against ice. As the two collided, a metallic sound rang out.

Under Xia Hun Wu's control, after one strike, it once again shot towards Yang Biao's vital points in an almost crafty trajectory.

"Ding ding ding!"

Sensing the bone-piercing cold energy, Yang Biao coldly snorted. He raised his palm and it directly turned into countless blood-red palm shadows that wrapped around his body. The blood-red light rays actually formed a large light barrier at this moment.

"Blood Palm!"

As the palm surged with soul power, Yang Biao suddenly retracted both of his palms. Immediately, a formidable palm force quickly gathered before chopping down!

"Bam!"

A red glow appeared on the formidable palm wind. Like a blood python, it rushed out from his palm. The Xuan Ice Needle that was surging with an icy cold aura was actually forcefully blown apart. The wind from his palm swept across the ground, instantly causing a charred mark to appear.

"This Blood Slaughter Hand truly lives up to its name!"

As they stared at the blood-red palm attack, the surrounding crowd cried out in alarm. This crimson palm formed from soul power was something that even a third level Spirit Transformation Stage powerhouse would not dare to receive.

The palm wind was like an angry dragon, growing larger and larger in Xia Hun Wu's eyes. Surprisingly, even at such a crucial moment, Xia Hengwu did not retreat a single step. Instead, he raised his palms and faced the incoming crimson palm.

"You're courting death!"

Seeing this scene, Yang Biao's face was filled with ridicule. He didn't know how many Awakened Soul Realm experts had been defeated by this bloody hand, but this wet behind the ears brat actually wanted to take it head on? It was undoubtedly a pipe dream.

"Swoosh!"

In an instant, the bloody hand was right in front of Xia Hengwu. Just as it was about to hit his body, the latter suddenly clenched his fist!

"Buzz!"

The instant Xia Hun Wu clenched his fist tightly, a wall formed from Mental Energy instantly formed in front of him. The blood seal ruthlessly slammed onto the Mental Energy wall. Although it caused continuous ripples, it was unable to break through the wall formed by Mental Energy!

Stunned expressions flashed across the eyes of the onlookers as they looked at the beam of light that was frantically being released by the palm wind. No one had expected that such a powerful and ferocious attack like Yang Biao would be so easily blocked by Xia Hun Wu.

"This brat's Mental Energy …" "It really has improved a lot!"

A look of shock also appeared on Master Yan and the rest's faces. In just a month's time, Xia Hengwu's Spiritual Energy had increased yet again. Perhaps he had already stepped into the realm of a Human Grade Nine Spiritual Array Master.