Although it was a pity that Lan Ruoruo lost to Han Yu, at least she did not suffer serious injuries.

The girl in the red skirt had one arm cut off by Huang Zheng, and even if it was reattached, it would be difficult to restore her previous flexibility. This was undoubtedly a huge blow to a soul master.

"If you are a man, fight to the end and don't give up." Ye Guyi stared at Huang Zheng coldly, his tone grim, as if he wanted to pour out the anger in his heart.

Huang Zheng sneered, "You will have a chance to find out if I am a man in the future."

"Let the game begin." Ye Yulin was too lazy to listen to their trash talk.

Ye Guyi tapped the ground with his toes, and his figure was like a wisp of floating yellow cloud, quickly sweeping towards Huang Zheng's direction. Only a shallow footprint was left on the ground, which disappeared in a flash.

The giant claw soul guide on Huang Zheng's right arm was slightly raised, and three sharp claw blades popped out from the front, flashing a cold light, each of which was more than three feet long.

The red-dress girl’s broken arm was caused by this light blade. At this moment, in Ye Guyi’s eyes, this light blade seemed to carry a bloodthirsty chill.

The giant claw swung violently, and three light blades shot towards Ye Guyi like arrows, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, like lightning.

Huang Zheng’s giant claw soul guide is not only capable of close-range attacks, but its long-range attack power is also extremely powerful.

The three light blades did not fly in a straight line, but circled out, drawing tricky arcs from different directions, and intercepted Ye Guyi like poisonous snakes.

This arc trajectory is extremely difficult to dodge. Even a seasoned soul master would need to expend a great deal of energy to barely avoid it.

What's more, these claws condensed from soul power are extremely sharp and contain high explosive power. Once they touch the body without the protection of the soul guide shield, they will cause huge damage.

Huang Zheng was extremely confident in his soul guide and named it "Soul-Chasing Claw".

After the three light blades were shot out, three more light blades popped out from the front end of the giant claw. Huang Zheng strode towards Ye Guyi with big strides, trying to form a pincer attack.

Facing these three swirling light blades, Ye Guyi appeared extremely calm, without the slightest panic.

She had witnessed the fight between Huang Zheng and her sisters before, and knew well the strengths and weaknesses of the light blade, especially the explosive power contained therein. The girl in the red dress suffered a great loss because she underestimated the enemy.

Ye Guyi would naturally not repeat the same mistake.

She turned her wrist, and a golden sword appeared in her hand.

This sword is about three feet and three inches long, with a slender body and a blade only one inch wide, emitting dazzling golden light all over.

There are seven star-shaped gems inlaid on the sword, and three core magic arrays hidden in the hilt.

Although there are only three core magic arrays, they are all carefully crafted using micro-carving technology. Their complexity and power far exceed those of ordinary core magic arrays. The micro-carved core magic arrays represent the pinnacle of craftsmanship in the field of soul guide manufacturing.

Ye Guyi held a long sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword pointing forward. He swung it lightly, and suddenly a hazy sword shadow appeared in the air.

The sword shadow seems gentle, but it contains powerful sword intent.

Her figure was as light as a dancing butterfly, shuttling between the three light blades.

"Ding!" A crisp metal collision sound was heard, and the long sword in Ye Guyi's hand accurately hit the first light blade, deflecting it.

"Ding!" Another crisp sound, and the second light blade was also cleverly resolved by her.

"Ding!" With the last light sound, the third light blade was also hit by her accurately.

With three light sounds, she had accurately hit the three sharp claw-like light blades flying towards her three times in succession.

Three sharp claw-like blades drew sharp arcs in the air and suddenly stopped.

The sharp tip of the blade trembled slightly, like a ferocious beast ready to release destructive energy.

At this critical moment, Ye Guyi's figure suddenly became blurred, as if shrouded in a thin layer of yellow mist.

The mist was light and ethereal, yet it drifted forward in an instant with an indescribable speed.

Her speed was astonishingly fast, almost beyond the limit of the naked eye. It was like a flash of yellow lightning streaking through the sky, with the afterimage vaguely visible. It was unbelievable.

The speed is so fast that it is almost the same as the legendary instant transfer, which is breathtaking.

The deafening sound of the explosion resounded through the sky. Three loud noises of "boom, boom, boom" rang out almost at the same time. The shock wave generated by the explosion swept across, as if to swallow up everything.

However, Ye Guyi had already left the center of the explosion. Her light figure drew a graceful arc in the air, cleverly avoiding the impact of the explosion.

Since Huang Zheng had been rushing towards Ye Guyi before, the distance between the two people was rapidly shortened after the explosion.

Huang Zheng witnessed Ye Guyi's exquisite swordsmanship and incredible acceleration soul skills with his own eyes, and couldn't help feeling a little surprised.

The opponent's strength should not be underestimated, which makes him more vigilant.

However, Huang Zheng is no ordinary person, and his own strength is also unfathomable.

There was a gleam of light in his eyes, but he did not stop and walked towards Ye Guyi firmly.

His origins in the Holy Spirit Church endowed him with great strength and confidence, and he knew that he must not retreat.

Ye Guyi's figure seemed even more light and ethereal, as if not bound by anything, and his whole body was flashing with illusory light and shadow, like a ghost.

Huang Zheng did not release the light blade again. He knew that at such a close distance, close combat was the best option.

The two approached each other quickly and finally met in the center of the competition stage.

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

Ye Guyi's hatred for Huang Zheng had already penetrated deep into her bones. She shook her wrist, and the long sword in her hand suddenly burst into brilliant light.

On the sword, countless stars are twinkling, shining brightly, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

These starlights not only emit strong light, but also have the effect of strong light reflection. Moreover, they are all concentrated on Huang Zheng's eyes, trying to interfere with his vision and cause him to be temporarily blind.

Facing Ye Guyi's attack, Huang Zheng seemed extremely calm and was not at all panicked.

He held the giant claw in his hand horizontally in front of his body, moving it slightly in a strange rhythm.

A layer of light blue light lit up from the connection between the giant claw and the arm, gradually forming a solid shield.

This shield was like a solid wall, blocking all of Ye Guyi's sword glare. The giant claws sometimes raised high, sometimes lowered to block, perfectly defusing Ye Guyi's attacks.

Attack and defense are integrated, and this is not empty talk.

The seventh-level soul guide in Huang Zheng's hand not only has powerful attack power, but also has excellent defensive performance, which is comparable to a sixth-level protective shield.

While resisting the sword light, the purple soul ring, which was the third one among Huang Zheng's six soul rings, two yellow, two purple and two black, suddenly lit up.

The light emitted by this purple soul ring seems very soft at first glance, but it faintly reveals a gloomy and strange aura.

Huang Zheng's eyes instantly turned blood red, and a low and unclear murmur came out of his mouth.

With his body as the center, the area within a diameter of thirty meters was gradually covered by a layer of faint purple-black light.

Huang Zheng's low voice was like a whisper from the depths of hell. Along with a cry of "darkness is falling", the world around him suddenly changed.

The air seemed to freeze, and a chilly breath quickly spread, like countless tiny ice needles piercing the skin, bringing waves of shuddering chills.

The originally dim light quickly faded, as if swallowed by an invisible giant hand, and everything around became blurred, as if shrouded in a thick black veil.

Huang Zheng's figure gradually disappeared into the darkness, leaving only a vague outline, like a predator lurking in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

This darkness is not simply a lack of light, but a strange energy erosion. It not only blocks the vision, but also disrupts the perception, making people feel as if they are in a virtual world.

Ye Guyi's heart shuddered, and an inexplicable sense of fear arose. She subconsciously tightened the sword in her hand, and the sword made a crisp buzzing sound, as if responding to its owner's uneasiness.

In the darkness, Huang Zheng's martial soul, the Evil Servant, quietly emerged.

It was a human-shaped phantom, completely black, like a condensed shadow, emitting a disgusting evil aura.

The Evil Servant's Martial Spirit originates from the resentful spirit of a dead human being. It absorbs the evil energy between heaven and earth and possesses the strange power to control darkness and corrode the mind.

Although it is not considered powerful among the evil soul masters' martial souls, its auxiliary ability should not be underestimated. It can indirectly enhance its own strength by weakening the opponent.

At this moment, Darkness Descends is one of the auxiliary soul skills of the Evil Servant Martial Soul. It can create darkness within a certain range, affect the opponent's vision and perception, and invade the opponent's body with cold evil energy. It is more effective at night.

Ye Guyi only felt darkness in front of her eyes, and Huang Zheng's figure completely disappeared. She could only rely on her weak perception to barely judge the movements around her.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, bringing with it a bone-chilling chill. Ye Guyi instinctively swung his sword to block it, but he only felt the blade cutting through the air, without hitting anything solid.

Immediately afterwards, another gust of cold wind blew from the other side. Ye Guyi swung his sword to block it again, but still failed to hit the target.

Huang Zheng's figure shuttled through the darkness like a ghost, launching attacks continuously. Each attack was filled with a cold and evil aura, trying to erode Ye Guyi's body and spirit.

Although Ye Guyi could not see Huang Zheng, she relied on her rich combat experience and exquisite control of swordsmanship to resolve Huang Zheng's attacks time and time again.

The long sword danced like flying in her hand. The sword light flashed like silver lightning, cutting through the darkness and dispelling the cold air around.

However, the effect of the darkness became stronger and stronger. Ye Guyi's vision became more and more blurred, her perception became more and more dull, and her movements gradually became slow.

Huang Zheng showed a sneer on his face, he knew his chance had come.

The fifth soul ring on his body lit up, and the black ten thousand year soul ring exuded a strong evil aura. The temperature around him suddenly dropped, and layers of purple-black mist began to rise from the ground.

The mist was like a sticky liquid, slowly sweeping towards Ye Guyi's body.

Ye Guyi's figure was originally light and ethereal, like a wisp of green smoke, elusive.

At this moment, it was as if he was stuck in a quagmire, his movements gradually became slow and sluggish.

Waves of invisible oppression surged towards her like a tide, seeping into her body and corroding her soul.

Behind her, a hazy yellow halo emerged. It was the symbol of her soul, which was now being torn apart by a purple-black evil force, as if it was going to devour it.

The yellow halo trembled violently, like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time.

The purple-black light was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, tightly wrapping around the yellow halo and greedily absorbing the power within.

Ye Guyi's face gradually turned pale, her eyes began to blur, and the severe pain in her soul was too much for her to bear.

She gritted her teeth and tried to resist the erosion, but her body became increasingly weak, as if all her strength had been drained away.

Huang Zheng's giant claws, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind, grabbed Ye Guyi fiercely.

The tip of the claw flashed with a cold light, like the scythe of the god of death, about to reap her life.

A three-foot-long blade extended from the tip of the claw, cutting through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, and went straight to Ye Guyi's throat.

A ferocious smile appeared on Huang Zheng's face, as if he had already seen the scene of Ye Guyi's death.

His heart was filled with pride and greed, and he wanted to devour Ye Guyi's soul and improve his own cultivation.

"Go to hell!" Huang Zheng roared and poured all his strength into the giant claws.

The purple-black light rolled and surged on the giant claws, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, emitting a disgusting stench. This was Huang Zheng's second soul skill, the Touch of Darkness, a dark element that was extremely poisonous.

Ye Guyi's pupils suddenly contracted, and she felt the threat of death. She knew that if she was hit by this claw, she would definitely die.

At this critical moment, a gleam of determination flashed in Ye Guyi's eyes. She suddenly turned the long sword in her hand, with the tip of the sword pointing upwards, directly at the sky.

On the sword, seven golden stars suddenly shone, emitting brilliant light. The strong golden light was like the rising sun, dispelling the surrounding darkness and bringing a glimmer of light and hope.

In the golden light, there was also a layer of holy white halo, like the wings of an angel, emitting a sacred breath. This breath was completely opposite to Huang Zheng's touch of darkness, like water and fire, colliding with each other and making a violent explosion.

Suddenly, the seven gold stars on the sword suddenly shone, and the strong golden light spread suddenly with a layer of holy white halo.

Behind her, the purple-black energy that was madly eroding her soul let out a shrill roar like an enraged beast.

The roar was sharp and piercing, full of resentment and unwillingness, as if it wanted to tear everything around it apart.

Then, this purple-black energy suddenly dissipated, as if it was dispersed by an invisible force, turning into black smoke and disappearing into the air.

The darkness that originally enveloped the surroundings also quickly melted away like ice and snow encountering the sun, and light descended again. (End of this chapter)