Gertland's face was filled with ferocity as he looked at Ye Xunhuan, his expression full of unwillingness.
He had trained diligently for five years, yet he couldn't withstand a single move from this demon. How could this be possible?
For a moment, Gertland couldn't accept all of this in his heart.
He had tirelessly practiced day and night over these five years, never daring to pause for a moment. To make himself stronger, he kept fighting, fighting!
Hoping to accumulate abundant combat experience and make himself stronger.
Several times, he nearly lost his life!
Five years had passed, and he believed his strength was strong enough to duel with Ye Xunhuan.
But who would have thought, dreams are full, yet reality is lean.
He still wasn't an opponent for Ye Xunhuan.
Everyone stared stunned at Ye Xunhuan, their eyes wide like copper bells, their faces indescribably shocked.
Yet another single move; how powerful is this guy really? Could it be that only the other nine of the top ten overlords are a match for him?
The next moment, Gertland slowly crawled up from the ground, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at Ye Xunhuan: "Demon, you forced me!"
As he finished speaking, the aura around Gertland turned strange, no longer like before, full of a murderous and bloodthirsty presence.
At this moment, his entire being exuded an evil aura!
It was as if he were a thousand-year-old resentful ghost crawling out of hell, filled with resentment!
"By my blood, I bind the Blood River, devour all..." Gertland growled, "Blood Ritual, rise!"
As the words left his mouth, Gertland cut open his right palm with his left hand like a knife.
A stream of crimson blood oozed from his palm, glaring under the sunlight!
The blood flowed from Gertland's palm, and a bizarre scene unfolded.
The blood didn't drop to the ground but instead wrapped around him like a fine thread.
The strange scene caught everyone's attention, and they stared at Gertland, afraid they might miss the spectacle.
On the side, Olivia slightly furrowed her brows at seeing this scene, as if something came to mind, and a complex expression appeared in her eyes.
"Do you think you're doing movie effects now?" Ye Xunhuan quietly watched Gertland, his face showing a slight disdain.
"Blood threads form a net, go!"
Just as Gertland finished speaking, the bloodlines wrapped around him shot off him, transforming into a fishing net midair, buzzing with electric charges, rushing towards Ye Xunhuan.
The next moment, the blood net suddenly split into three, then turned into nine.
Nine blood nets gathered midair, suddenly forming a huge net, descending from the sky to enclose Ye Xunhuan's head!
Facing Gertland's strange move, Ye Xunhuan seemed dumbfounded and made no movement.
He didn't even dodge.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the blood net slowly fell over Ye Xunhuan's head.
Seeing this, Gertland's lips curled into a cruel smile. In his eyes, now that Ye Xunhuan was caught by his blood net, he was undoubtedly dead!
A crimson blade appeared in Gertland's hand, and he darted towards Ye Xunhuan like a whirlwind, slashing fiercely at his head.
Yet, before Gertland could reach Ye Xunhuan, a strange scene happened abruptly.
The massive blood net stopped abruptly about twenty centimeters from Ye Xunhuan's head, as if blocked by an invisible wall, unable to envelop Ye Xunhuan!
Some ancient martial artists from Huaxia, upon seeing this, immediately thought of two words!
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Saying that Ye Xunhuan was enclosed by a huge bell wouldn't be an exaggeration.
At this time, Gertland, holding the blood blade, had already pierced through the blood net, thrusting towards Ye Xunhuan's chest!
A crisp sound echoed as the blood blade in Gertland's hand stopped five centimeters from Ye Xunhuan's chest, as if blocked by a copper wall, unable to move forward!
"Is this your killer move?" Ye Xunhuan's lips curled in disdain, "Your moves are flashy, but killing relies on more than that!"
"Today, I'll show you what a killing technique is!"
As he finished speaking, Ye Xunhuan roared: "Begone!"
With a mighty roar, like a tiger's roar and thunderclap, he blasted Gertland away, shattering the blood net enveloping Ye Xunhuan.
In the next instant, as Gertland plummeted towards the ground, Ye Xunhuan became a fleeting shadow, suddenly appearing beneath Gertland.
Before Gertland could hit the ground, Ye Xunhuan's iron fist smashed towards him fiercely!
A heavy punch slammed into Gertland's back with terrifying force, sending the rapidly falling Gertland flying once again!
Upon seeing this, everyone realized that Gertland was likely to die at Ye Xunhuan's hands today.
Just as everyone thought Gertland was about to perish at Ye Xunhuan's hands, a black, ghost-like figure suddenly appeared behind Ye Xunhuan, thrusting a blade-like right hand towards Ye Xunhuan's nape with a fierce stab.
At the critical moment between life and death, Ye Xunhuan's figure flickered like a spinning top, disappearing instantly from the spot.
The next moment, a veiled woman with flowing hair appeared in Ye Xunhuan's sight.
The woman's slender eyes were as sharp as solid swords, directed straight at Ye Xunhuan!
"I wondered who dared to ambush me, turns out it's you!" Ye Xunhuan said lightly upon seeing the newcomer.
"Marshal, he is my man!"
"Your man deserves to die more!"
As soon as Ye Xunhuan finished speaking, a crisp clang sounded, and a flash of light swiftly shot towards Gertland!
The flash pierced straight through Gertland's chest, and crimson blood gushed out. Gertland, like a fallen angel with clipped wings, rapidly plummeted to the ground!