Bang!
With an unrivaled fist force, Ye Xiwen's punch smashed through everything in its path. The power of the mortal world surged forth in a vast torrent, sweeping outward with a spectacle that stunned the eye. It blasted the heavens apart into two halves and landed directly on Baldy.
Bang!
Baldy let out a miserable scream and was killed on the spot. After unleashing his power, Ye Xiwen was simply not someone a mere expert who had just entered the Po Wang Realm Ninth Level could compare to.
After smoothly winning six rounds, Ye Xiwen finally let out a slight breath of relief. With six consecutive victories, even if he failed to win another round, he would not be eliminated.
After all, everyone who had made it this far was, without exception, a supreme expert. None of them would be eliminated easily.
"So strong! Could this fist technique be the Asura Demon Sovereign's legendary signature skill, the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist? It truly lives up to its reputation!"
"To reach this point as a mere Po Wang Realm Seventh Level cultivator, he could be said to have no predecessors and no successors!"
Yao Shengqing's expression was ugly as his gaze locked firmly onto Ye Xiwen. That punch had sent Ye Xiwen's strength soaring to its peak. For a short time, it could even contend against the power of an ordinary Po Wang Realm Ninth Level expert.
Though Ye Xiwen was still no match for him, that was already enough. If Ye Xiwen were allowed to continue growing, he would inevitably become a grave threat.
He turned to Jing Tianlei beside him and said, "Make the arrangements. The moment he enters, I want him dead. Bring me his head!"
"No problem," Jing Tianlei said blandly. His expression was not much