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For Ye Hao, whether or not he could pass this assessment was secondary. However, for Ye Peng and Ye Ying, they had to be beheaded.

If he did not settle the debt of blood that day, it would always be a knot in his heart.

He definitely couldn't let go of this opportunity.

Thinking up to this point, a sharp glint flashed across Ye Hao's black eyes. He clenched his left hand into a fist and as the blood in his body erupted, it suddenly shot towards the astonished Ye Peng.

Bang!

Ka-cha! *

A dull sound accompanied by the sound of a bone breaking was heard in the forest. Immediately after that, Ye Peng's saber flew out of his hand. His body flew backward as if he had been struck by an unimaginable force.

All of this took a long time to describe, but it was only a few breaths from Ye Peng that the situation reversed.

It was also because of this that Ye Ying, who was not far away, could not help but be stupefied as she watched Ye Peng fly away.

She couldn't understand why Ye Peng would rush forward with his full strength, but in just one exchange, he was sent flying back in a sorry state.

This was simply illogical.

Bang!

Just as Ye Ying was stunned, Ye Peng's figure that flew backwards finally broke a huge tree before stopping. Shortly after, a painful groan came from his mouth as blood gushed out.

His body trembled as he staggered to his feet. Ye Peng's sinister face was filled with horror. He stared at Ye Hao and said in disbelief, "You …" You, your strength … "

At the same time, Ye Ying finally returned to her senses. She quickly arrived next to Ye Peng and looked at her collapsed chest. Her coquettish eyes couldn't help but be filled with strong shock and a trace of fear.

"Ye Peng, you... He … "How could that be?"

This completely unexpected result made Ye Ying's heart fall into chaos. Before this, how could she have ever imagined that Ye Peng, who was in Sixth Layer of Body Tempering, would actually become such a mess in the hands of a waste in Second Layer of Body Tempering?

"What's wrong? Where did your previous haughty attitude go?" Ye Hao's expression was calm as he walked towards the two of them. His slightly hoarse voice contained an extremely cold killing intent.

"I've already said it that day, if you're lucky enough to survive, you must repay me a hundredfold. I have also said that I will definitely repay this debt of blood personally. Why are all of you so surprised now? "

"Impossible, how can your strength be restored!?" "It's only been a few days …"

Ye Peng's expression was sinister and he involuntarily retreated: "Even if your strength had recovered, I have already reached the level of Sixth Layer of Body Tempering, this is impossible!"

At that instant, although Ye Peng was still unable to believe it, he finally understood why Ye Hao threatened to pay the debt of blood back then.

He also understood why Ye Hao insisted on participating in the exam. All of this was completely because the former's strength had already recovered and even surpassed his.

At this moment, Ye Ying's shock was even more complicated than Ye Peng's shock. Back then, she intentionally approached Ye Hao, knowing that Ye Hao's realm drop was not an act. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been forced off the cliff by the two of them that day.

However, in the short span of a few days, the trash that was mocked and mocked had actually become this powerful? This completely subverted Ye Ying's knowledge.

With Ye Peng, who heavily injured his Sixth Layer of Body Tempering with a single move, could it be that Ye Hao's strength had already reached the Seventh Layer of Body Tempering?

Ye Ying couldn't help but feel a tinge of fear in her heart as she yelled, "Ye Hao, we are of the same race. Ye Peng is heavily injured, so you have your revenge. Don't overdo things."

Hearing this, Ye Hao laughed out of anger. If not for the mysterious Gray Bead feeding him blood and Qi, he would have lost his life long ago. However, all of this came from Ye Ying's mouth.

"Now that you realize that we're from the same race, don't be too excessive in everything you do?" Ye Hao sneered and said indifferently, "A blood debt can only be paid with blood."

As he spoke, the Qi and blood in Ye Hao's body exploded without restraint. The strong sense of oppression made Ye Peng and Ye Ying's expressions change drastically once again.

At this moment, they clearly felt that Ye Hao's Qi and Blood Strength was also within the category of Sixth Layer of Body Tempering.

However, there was also an indescribably strong pressure on his body. This made all of them, who were of the same Sixth Layer of Body Tempering, feel a sense of helplessness that was difficult to resist in their hearts.

Right now, Ye Hao could definitely crush anyone of the same level in Sixth Layer of Body Tempering.

The moment this idea appeared, Ye Peng's expression turned to one of unprecedented terror. Forcefully suppressing the wound in his chest, he asked in a trembling voice, "Ye …." Ye Hao, calm down. You can't kill me … "

Ye Peng's sinister face was filled with pleading. As he spoke with a trembling voice, his right hand quietly took out something.

It was a three inch long, entirely black cylinder. It was neither gold nor wood, so it was hard to tell what it was made of. However, as Ye Peng held it, he suddenly felt confident.

"Little bastard, go die!" As he shouted, Ye Peng's qi and blood was poured into his body. Suddenly, the black cylinder in his hand shot out a ray of light.

The thin light was as red as blood and as hot as fire. Even the air seemed to ripple due to the high temperature. At the same time, the speed of the light was also extremely fast. It was as fast as lightning as it instantly approached Ye Hao's face.

However, Ye Hao did not panic in the face of this sudden change. His black eyes were still as cold as ice without the slightest ripple.

Just now when he was inspecting the Qingmu Wolfhound's corpse, he was extremely confused about one of its injuries. Especially after knowing that it was Ye Peng and Wu Tie that had killed the Demonic Wolves, Ye Hao remained vigilant.

It had to be known that even though his strength had improved greatly, it was impossible for him to get rid of the Qingmu Wolfhound so easily, let alone Ye Peng and Cao Yi.

The only possibility was that the two of them had a trump card that he didn't know about.

It was also because of this reason that Ye Hao took the initiative to provoke Ye Peng to attack. After defeating Ye Peng and forcing him to retreat, he did not hurriedly chase after him. Everything … It was all to guard against his unknown trump card.

From the looks of it, the blood light, which was so tiny it could almost be ignored, yet which was filled with a strong sense of danger, was Ye Peng's last resort.

Ye Hao was waiting for this very moment.

In the blink of an eye, the Qi and blood in his body surged. Just as the blood light was about to reach Ye Hao, he raised the long spear in his hand and blocked it in front of his forehead.

Clang!

With a light sound, the long spear in his hand seemed to have been hit by a huge force. Even though he was somewhat prepared, he still involuntarily took a few steps back.

Ye Hao did not hesitate as he stepped forward swiftly. The long spear in his hand carried a cold glow as it instantly pierced into Ye Peng's shoulders, who still had a savage smile on his face. The body of the spear swept across and knocked the black cylinder in his hand flying before snatching it into his hand.

Aooo!

A series of actions was done in the blink of an eye. Ye Peng did not even have the time to react before the bloody holes on his shoulders made him cry out miserably.

Not to mention Ye Ying, who was at the side, she only screamed when Ye Hao took the cylinder into his hand. With a pale face, she took out the flexible sword and stared at Ye Hao in fear.

Ye Hao's speed was too fast in her eyes. It was so fast that she couldn't defend against it at all.

"You bastard! How dare you hurt me … I'm going to skin you alive! "

The intense pain instantly caused his entire body to be drenched in cold sweat. Both of his arms drooped down without any strength to support him. The two shots Ye Hao made earlier had completely crippled both of his hands.

Ye Hao was currently ignoring the two of them. He sized up the black cylinder that he had snatched from Ye Peng's hands. Soon after, he looked at the long spear in his hand and his eyes suddenly shrunk.