400: Chapter 400 Next, it's your turn.

"Kid, you're looking for death!" Seeing that Ye Tian actually dared to meet his palm with a finger, the red-robed old man was instantly enraged by such arrogance, and he increased his palm strength by another thirty percent.

He was confident that this single palm strike would be enough to shatter the kid's finger bones along with his entire arm!

But in the next moment, the red-robed old man felt something was wrong; he felt a domineering force transmitting from Ye Tian's fingertip.

It easily tore through the Crimson Refinement Fire Astral Qi he had gathered in his palm and surged up along the Meridians of his arm, instantly crushing the Poison Fire True Essence he had cultivated for many years!

"What?!" The red-robed old man was terrified. How was this possible?

His Fourth Stage of Sea Transformation Poison Fire True Essence actually couldn't stop a single finger from this Sea Transformation Third Stage kid? What kind of power was that gray glow? It was so bizarre!

The backlash from the intense pain and the collapse of his True Essence caused him to let out a muffled groan, and the force of his striking palm sharply diminished.

And how could Ye Tian give him a chance to catch his breath?

"Not good!"

The red-robed old man was experienced in battle and immediately realized things were bad. He wanted to pull back his palm to protect himself, but Ye Tian's long-prepared left palm had already blasted out!

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the old man failed to dodge in time and was struck squarely in the ribs by the palm.

The Chaos True Essence contained within that palm print surged into the opponent's body like a raging tide, wantonly destroying his Meridians and internal organs!

Poof! The red-robed old man immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and stumbled back, crashing against the rock wall of the passage. His face was deathly pale, and his eyes were filled with horror.

Just a single exchange! He had actually suffered a massive loss in a head-on confrontation, wounded by a kid whose cultivation was a stage lower than his!

If not for his rich combat experience and quick reactions, which allowed him to barely condense a portion of his protective True Essence at the last moment, this single palm strike would have directly stripped him of his combat capability!

On the other side, the battle was also intense.

"Kill!" The saber-wielder's technique carried a powerful gale, slashing directly at Dongfang Xinghe's head with extreme ruthlessness.

The sword-wielder used a fast sword style, striking from tricky angles and thrusting directly at Pei Tieshan's heart, sinister and lethal.

"Nangong Family dogs, let me give you a taste of my fist technique!"

Pei Tieshan let out a furious roar, his muscles bulging as earthy-yellow True Essence covered both fists, which he slammed toward the incoming longsword.

He knew his movement techniques were inferior to his opponent's, so instead of dodging, he chose to meet them head-on!

Clang!

The earthy-yellow True Essence on Pei Tieshan's fists fluctuated violently, but he still managed to knock the sword off course.

Although the ground beneath his feet cracked and his figure swayed, he didn't retreat half a step. Instead, he roared and stepped forward, throwing another punch at the sword-wielder with an astonishing Aura.

The sword-wielder's arm was numbed by the shock, and he was startled. He hadn't expected this big guy's cultivation to be low but his strength to be so terrifying and his fist technique so fierce.

He didn't dare to take another hit directly and retreated rapidly, his sword light unfolding into a screen of light, intending to use his sword technique to drag out the fight.

Dongfang Xinghe's physical body was not as robust as Pei Tieshan's. Facing that peerless saber strike, he knew he couldn't match it and had to retreat.

Then, the longsword in his hand traced out arcs of emerald light, attempting to gradually deflect the opponent's fierce saber momentum.

This was precisely the method of using softness to overcome hardness.

His cultivation was inferior to his opponent's, but his sword technique was exquisite and his True Essence was long-lasting, so for a time, he did not fall into a disadvantage.

"Senior Brother Pei, attack his lower body! Senior Brother Dongfang, left flank, three inches!" Just then, Ye Tian, who was still in the middle of his own fierce battle, suddenly sent a voice transmission into their ears.

Although he was confronting the red-robed old man, his spiritual sense covered the entire field, and he saw the battle situation as clearly as a fire.

Upon hearing this, Pei Tieshan didn't even think. The punch originally aimed at the opponent's face changed direction mid-way and smashed violently toward the opponent's knee!

The sword-wielder was focused on dealing with Pei Tieshan's frontal assault. How could he have expected this seemingly reckless big guy to suddenly change moves and attack his lower body? Caught off guard, he had to jump back clumsily to dodge, and his sword momentum instantly fell into chaos.

Hearing Ye Tian's reminder, Dongfang Xinghe almost simultaneously thrust toward the opening three inches below the opponent's left ribs during the saber technique transition!

Ssh!

Dongfang Xinghe's longsword grazed the opponent's ribs, drawing beads of blood.

The saber-wielder grunted in pain, his momentum stalling, filled with both shock and rage.

He hadn't expected this seemingly gentle and refined opponent's sword technique to suddenly become so tricky, and his timing was perfectly precise!

With just this delay, the momentum of the two men's pincer attack was easily neutralized by a single sentence from Ye Tian. Instead, they each suffered minor injuries, and their offensive slowed down.

At this time, the hook-wielder and the whip-user who were pouncing toward Shui Qingdie had also reached her.

"Little beauty, surrender obediently and let your big brothers take good care of you!"

The hook-wielder smiled lewdly, the pair of pitch-black hooks in his hands flickering with an eerie light, clearly coated in poison. One high and one low, they targeted Shui Qingdie's throat and lower abdomen.

The whip-user grinned cruelly as his long whip coiled toward Shui Qingdie's slender waist, intending to capture her alive.

Shui Qingdie's beautiful face was frosty, and a hint of sternness flashed in her eyes.

She was soft on the outside but firm on the inside, and she loathed such frivolous and filthy words most of all.

Facing the pincer attack of the two, she flipped her delicate hand, and a longsword was already in her grasp—it was her personal sword, "Wave Condenser."

Then, with a flick of her wrist, she produced several azure sword blossoms to meet the hook and whip shadows.

Clang!

Shui Qingdie's seemingly gentle sword technique actually managed to block the pair of hooks. At the same time, she avoided the coiling long whip.

"Hmm? A bit interesting!" Seeing his strike fail, the hook-wielder was somewhat surprised, but the lewdness in his eyes grew even stronger. "Such a fiery temperament, I like it!"

"Stop talking nonsense, take her down!" The whip-user was somewhat impatient, and with a flick of his long whip, it transformed into a chaotic dance of whip shadows.

The hook-wielder also intensified his offensive, his double hooks trailing streaks of black light, every move aimed at Shui Qingdie's vital points. Combined with the long whip, they forced Shui Qingdie to retreat repeatedly, and the water-blue light screen formed by her sword light was also on the verge of collapsing.

After all, her cultivation was low. Being able to hold out for a moment against two opponents at the Sea Transformation Third Stage was already not easy.

"Senior Sister Shui, Xun position, retreat three steps; Kan position, sword thrust at the wrist!" Ye Tian's voice rang out again.

Shui Qingdie didn't hesitate upon hearing this. Her footwork shifted, and her figure moved backward, perfectly avoiding the cross-attack of the hook and whip.

Immediately after, her sword momentum shifted, and she thrust rapidly at the whip-user's wrist!

"What?" The whip-user was greatly shocked. He hadn't expected this woman to be able to see through the flaw in his whip technique! He hurriedly let go and retracted his whip, pulling back his wrist as fast as he could, but he was still a fraction too slow.

Ssh! The tip of the sword grazed past, leaving a bloodstain on his wrist and nearly severing his tendons! The long whip instantly lost control and hung down limply.

"Ah!" The whip-user cried out in pain, filled with shock and anger. The hook-wielder was also startled, and his offensive couldn't help but slow down.

How could Shui Qingdie miss such a great opportunity? Her sword light expanded as she once again attacked the injured whip-user, forcing him into a state of panic.

Shui Qingdie also felt a sense of relief in her heart, and her admiration for Ye Tian grew even more.

He could actually pay attention to the entire field and give the most precise guidance while confronting a powerful Fourth Stage of Sea Transformation enemy! This level of insight and control was simply inconceivable.

On the other side of the passage, the red-robed old man had suppressed the churning blood and the rampaging Chaos True Essence within his body. His gaze toward Ye Tian was now filled with wariness.

"Good kid! You really do have some tricks! This old man underestimated you!"

Realizing that Ye Tian was not easy to deal with, he stopped being overconfident. With a low roar, his withered body suddenly expanded by a size, and crimson True Essence burned fiercely around him, his Aura becoming even more violent than before.

Then, his hands danced rapidly in front of his chest, emitting a dangerous Aura.

"Crimson Refinement Poison Flame Seal! Burn!"

The red-robed old man spat a mouthful of essence blood onto the dharma seal. The seal's light intensified, transforming into a pillar of fire that was crimson with a hint of green, crashing toward Ye Tian!

He had been forced by Ye Tian to use his full strength, even at the cost of consuming his essence blood, just to kill the opponent!

Facing this terrifying pillar of fire, Ye Tian's eyes finally turned a bit solemn.

He knew this old fellow was planning to risk his life.

Since that was the case, he couldn't hold back anymore. He had to end this quickly; otherwise, if he were tied down by this old fellow, Senior Brother Dongfang and the others would be in danger.

Ye Tian's hands made a hollow embrace in front of his chest as gray-purple electrical arcs danced around him. He took a step forward, meeting the crimson-green fire pillar that was hot enough to melt metal!

His right hand clenched into a fist, and gray-purple Chaos lightning condensed on his knuckles, forming a rotating lightning vortex.

"Take a punch from me!"

Boom!!!

That seemingly formidable crimson-green fire pillar lasted for only a single breath after contacting the fist print before it exploded and dissipated!

"No! Impossible!!" The red-robed old man's eyes widened in terror. His signature killing move was actually so vulnerable?

What on earth was that gray-purple lightning? How could it crush his Crimson Refinement Poison Fire like that?

However, before he could figure it out, the lightning still had residual power after shattering the fire pillar, and it slammed directly into the old man's arms, which he had hurriedly crossed in front of his chest to block.

Crack!

Under the red-robed old man's horrified gaze, his arms were blasted out of shape.

Then, that force entered his body, causing him to spit out a mist of blood as he slammed heavily into the rock wall behind him, creating a crater in the hard rock. He died instantly.

Incredulity still lingered in his eyes; it seemed that even in death, he didn't understand how he could have been defeated by a youth whose cultivation was a stage lower than his own.

The passage suddenly fell silent.

The saber-wielder and sword-wielder who were fighting Dongfang Xinghe and Pei Tieshan, as well as the whip-user and hook-wielder who had just stabilized their injuries and were confronting Shui Qingdie, all stopped in horror.

They looked at the red-robed old man lying on the ground in disbelief, then looked at the youth in green standing proudly in the center of the field, as if they had seen a ghost.

A Fourth Stage of Sea Transformation Elder... was just killed by a single punch?!

In an instant, a chill rose from the soles of their feet, and their hair stood on end.

Ye Tian slowly withdrew his fist, his cold gaze sweeping over the remaining four people, his voice like the icy wind of midwinter: "Next, it's your turn."