"Yes."

Li Yanxin stood on tiptoe, lifted her skirt hem with a look of disdain, and gently picked up Li Hanpeng's head, which had been cooked to a medium well done, and carefully put it back.

Then a bizarre scene unfolded!

The interface where the head was reattached squirmed with flesh and blood, and the decapitated Li Hanpeng conspicuously came back to life, even the scorched flesh on his body quickly transformed into necrotic skin flakes that fell to the ground.

Even with the varying physiques of martial artists, such a degree of recovery is hard to still call him human.

Even Ye Qingzhou, who prided himself on being knowledgeable and experienced, was dumbfounded at this moment.

He had just struck Li Hanpeng with the Thunder Fire Sword, worried about some strange treatment method the opponent might have, and thus struck decisively with the thought of erring on the side of caution.

Unexpectedly, the opponent was filled with technology and living skills, directly showcasing a spectacle of head reattachment right before him.

Seeing Ye Qingzhou's surprised expression, Yuan Hao felt a bit smug: "How is it? Are you envious? This is the power I bestowed, bloodline modification, even if decapitated, one can resurrect, and it also greatly enhances speed, strength, and reaction. This power surpasses martial techniques."

"Bloodline modification?"

Ye Qingzhou stood with his sword, his gaze slightly flickering: "I remember, this technology is strictly prohibited in the Dongji Kingdom, right?"

"Haha, if I can evolve into divinity, why bother abiding by the laws of mortals? Ye Qingzhou, your thinking should not be so narrow. Only by broadening your horizons can you see a more beautiful future."

"Oh? You consider yourself a god?"

First gear, Divine Speed!

Ye Qingzhou's Dantian opened and closed, Sea of Qi roared, under the stimulation of Inner Breath, his sympathetic nervous system entered a rapid operation state.

He vanished in a flash, appearing behind Yuan Hao in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, a ferocious sword mark appeared on Yuan Hao's neck, his major artery was directly sliced open by the blade.

Blood splattered three feet, the crimson fountain soared across the sky, creating an extraordinarily magnificent scene.

Ye Qingzhou gave a contemptuous smile: "So, even the god you claim bleeds."

"You seek death!"

Yuan Hao's wound healed instantly, but the fury stirring within could not be calmed. He finally tore off his gentle facade and turned to punch Ye Qingzhou fiercely.

Serious punch!

Still a purely straightforward attack, no techniques, filled only with emotional output and brute force.

But like the power of a 210mm caliber cannon firing, no tricks are needed.

Boom~

Where the fist force reached, the ground was directly lifted, floating dust, scattered stones, and broken, falling trees all demonstrated the might of Yuan Hao's earnest punch.

Yet, glancing around, Yuan Hao didn't spot Ye Qingzhou's figure.

"Hey, hey, where are you looking?"

The voice came from above!

Yuan Hao looked up in response, only to be attacked from behind; a sword pierced his chest, the blade went through his heart and emerged from his front.

"Wrong guess."

Ye Qingzhou stood behind Yuan Hao, delivering a ruthless backstabbing attack.

At this moment, Yuan Hao's visage twisted, anger topped his brows, the physical agony was dwarfed by the mocking humiliation.

"You must die!"

Turned around, super serious punch.

His arm swiftly swept across, the powerful wind tearing the ground, this strike could even pierce through the armor of a battleship, but against the slippery Ye Qingzhou, it was utterly futile.

Ye Qingzhou withdrew his long sword, retreated rapidly, while slightly surprised in his heart: "Decapitated, pierced through the heart, and still not dead? What kind of demons and monsters are they?"

Facing these enemies, whose vitality was more stubborn than vampires, Ye Qingzhou even contemplated using garlic to see if it worked.

"Damn it!"

"Die!"

After reattaching his head and almost fully repairing his body, Li Hanpeng, filled with rage, charged at Ye Qingzhou like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey: "I'll tear you apart!"

Gao Yun and Li Yanxin also assisted from the side, joining forces to attack.

At this moment, the three's Qi strangely intertwined, achieving a synergistic effect more than the sum of their parts, resembling some kind of array.

Gao Yun kicked like a blade, aiming at Ye Qingzhou's face.

Li Hanpeng swung a fierce punch, targeting Ye Qingzhou's chest.

Li Yanxin formed her hand into a claw, aiming three inches below Ye Qingzhou's navel.

Upper, middle, and lower strikes all unleashed at once, intending to put Ye Qingzhou into a dead land.

At this moment, the power of bloodline modification thoroughly erupted, their strength and speed incomparable to the friendly match, skyrocketing several folds.

Each of them now possessed the destructive power of professional level martial artists!

Even in terms of physique's toughness, not even middle three ranks of professional level martial artists could compare to their modified bodies.

"Ye Qingzhou!"

"Stop struggling in vain!"

"United, the three of us will undoubtedly defeat you!"

They clearly underestimated the gap in strength between the two sides, thinking that just by showing their true prowess, Ye Qingzhou could only surrender.

Ye Qingzhou sneered coldly: "What makes you think I had exhausted my strength at that time?"

First gear!

Divine Speed!

Ascension Dragon!

Aspiration to Reach the Heavens, Riding the Dragon!

Ye Qingzhou's Power of Spiritual soared limitless, his radiant Sword Intent surged toward the sky, traversing heaven and earth, imposing over the realms.

The Famous Sword Xuanjian in his hand trembled continuously, then Sword Qi howled out, transforming into Dragon's Roar mid-air, its voice thunderous, profound, resounding through the firmament.

The decisive journey through time and space, the obsessive yearning to reach the Other Shore, all now transformed into Indestructible Sword Intent.

Ye Qingzhou executed a single sword strike, its light illuminating all directions, encompassing a radius of three zhang around him, where Li Hanpeng and Gao Yun, who charged fastest, bore the brunt of the Sword Qi Slash.

Then their bodies were instantly torn apart, blood splattered on the ground. However, the wounds squirmed with flesh buds, soon recovering completely.

But, what couldn't be regenerated from the damaged physique was the obliterated spirit and will.

At this moment, the two were merely living corpses, akin to zombies.

As for Li Yanxin, she mainly practiced Yin skills, her spirit even more solid and substantial than Gao Yun and Li Hanpeng's. Struck by Ye Qingzhou's Ascension Dragon Sword, she didn't perish.

Yet even so, her spirit suffered severe trauma, her vitality withered, equaling a cripple.

If she were to take another Ascension Dragon strike, she would be doomed.

Just one sword!

Two dead and one compromised!

Ye Qingzhou stood poised with his sword, his cold gaze directed at Yuan Hao, who still retained formidable combat power: "Your bodies are strong, but your spirits seem fragile, unable to withstand even a single stroke from me."

Seeing two carefully nurtured specimens being annihilated by Ye Qingzhou, Yuan Hao's heart bled, his gaze filled with wrath as he glared at Ye Qingzhou: "That sword strike should have drained considerable strength, I refuse to believe you can strike a second time!"

"Is that so?"

Ye Qingzhou activated the Heart Sword, self-cleaved his physique, then quickly regained any consumed stamina and Inner Breath to peak condition.

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