Died under the knife! One more chapter, please support

  "What if I don't want this opportunity?" Chen Meng, who had just defeated Li Ke with a single move in the fifth round of the Boundary of Martial Arts, was merely warming up and hadn't exerted too much strength.

  "Haha!"

  The young man in golden clothes burst out laughing, as if he had heard a hilarious joke. His eyes gleamed with murderous intent, and his body emitted powerful divine energy, giving off an ethereal yet razor-sharp aura.

  "You killed my Golden Light Gate's core disciple, a death sentence is unavoidable! Now you're thinking of just dying a bit more comfortably!"

  The young man in golden clothes was overbearing and domineering, his aura overwhelming, and his words did not allow Li Ke to have the slightest intention of resisting.

  "You can't escape death, what do you think Golden Light Gate is? A fourth-grade ancient city or a third-grade imperial dynasty?" Li Ke sneered coldly.

  "It seems that today you don't want to die comfortably! Well, I'll cut off your hands first, then cut off your feet, and let you suffer a painful death!" The laughter continued, the golden-robed youth's body had already rushed out, his golden figure, like a golden swallow, swept across the ground, and pounced on Li Ke.

  "Remember, the one who cut off your hand and wants you dead is called Jinlun. Don't end up in the underworld without knowing who your enemy is!" As he spoke, a yellow glow suddenly appeared in the hands of the golden-robed youth, and within it, a circular wheel about one meter in diameter materialized, with seven-ninths of its shape refined to perfection. The moment the wheel appeared, several Buddhist statues emerged on its surface, their every move and gesture vividly lifelike.

  "Yellow Five-Elemental Soldier Soul, Dharma Wheel of Gold!"

  Li Ke had previously heard from three disciples of the Golden Light Gate that the person in front of him was a core disciple of the Golden Light Gate, ranking among the top ten core disciples, and was also the hope for the future of the Golden Light Gate. He was also one of the strong candidates for the bloody trial of the four major sects of Hanshui Province after April.

  Possesses a yellow fifth-grade soldier soul and at a young age, has already refined the soldier soul into a seven-stage physique, with strength reaching the seventh level of the Refining Soldier Realm, showing that he is no ordinary person.

  Moreover, it is the famous Dharmakaya Golden Wheel in the Armsoul Ring. It is said that the Dharmakaya Golden Wheel was born from the purple first-class Armsoul ancient Buddha Wansi Ancient Wheel, with infinite uses and boundless power.

  "Huffing and puffing!"

  As the golden wheel spun, it generated a strong gust of wind that howled with great force, piercing the air and making an ear-splitting sound. The golden wheel's attack was directed straight at Li Ke's right hand, its momentum surging forward like a tidal wave, shooting out strands of yellow energy that were sharp and menacing, intent on cutting off Li Ke's right hand.

  Li Ke stopped in his tracks, neither avoiding nor yielding, looking as if he had been stunned.

  "Haha, I haven't even made a move yet and you're already defeated! What a waste!" Jin Lun saw the situation and coldly sneered in his heart.

  Jin Lun didn't see Li Ke's mouth curve into a faint smile.

  "Brush!"

  Li Ke suddenly raised his knife, the red blade edge flashed out a sharp cold light, on the blade, a red flame wrapped around it, making the flying knife look like it was entwined with a fire dragon.

  "What? You still want to resist?"

  Jin Lun saw Li Ke draw his knife and exit, and in his heart he extremely scornfully laughed loudly.

  "Trashy seventh-grade soldier soul, and the most useless flying dagger soul among all knife souls! Your power is only at fifth level, yet you dare to resist? Ridiculous, truly ridiculous!"

  But...

  Next moment!

  "Hum!"

  A bright flash of knife light, suddenly appeared out of thin air, as if emerging from nothingness itself, just like a heavenly deity descending from the sky. The crimson flying knife, bursting through the void, carried an unparalleled divine martial force, ferociously charging towards Jinlun's yellow fifth-grade soldier soul - Dharmachakra.

  "Block!"

  A blood-red flying knife, extremely fast, emerged from the void and collided fiercely with the Golden Wheel of Law that was slashing over in an instant. The next second, a strong friction occurred between the two powerful souls, splashing sparks flying wildly.

  "Hahaha..."

  Red flames, wanton impact, like jumping fire; yellow sparks, fierce dance, a string of yellow gas wrapped, illusory and fleeting Dharma images shattered one after another.

  "How is this possible! How can a mere seventh-rate trash soul like you collide with me, a mighty fifth-rate yellow soul, so forcefully?!"

  Jin Lun saw himself in mid-air, but he could clearly see that the Five Elements Soul Wheel in his hand was crumbling into smoke inch by inch after colliding fiercely with the Seven Elements Soul Flying Knife, and he was shocked beyond words, tongue-tied.

  "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible, your Martial Soul level is lower than mine, your abilities are also weaker than mine, how can you possibly break my Martial Soul?! No, this is fake, you must have used some kind of trickery!" Jin Lun's face was twisted in extreme ugliness, unable to accept the reality before his eyes, but between his words, he gave off a sense of self-consolation.

  "Seventh-grade soldier soul, you're a waste! With your abilities, how can you possibly break my soldier soul? I'm one of the top ten core disciples of the Golden Light Gate, and I possess a fifth-grade soldier soul. In the entire Han State region, those with fifth-grade soldier souls are few in number. This isn't possible... it must be you... what have you done?"

  "I'm going to kill you!"

  "I'm going all out against you!"

  Jinlun's face turned red with rage, he let out a loud roar and his hand stirred up a yellow glow, he wanted to once again condense the Soul of the Soldier technique, Jinlun, and engage in a fierce battle with Li Ke.

  Looking at Jinlun, unable to accept the reality before his eyes, he became furious and wanted to fight with himself. Li Ke smiled coldly and said: "Want to die? I'll help you!"

  Bang!

  A crisp sound, Li Ke's flying knife that collided with Fa Xiang Jinlun burst into a strand of yellow smoke, and the bloody light rushed towards Jintong.

  "Pffft!"

  A flash of red light, a swift and violent slash, directly piercing Jinlun's chest, "Clang!" A loud sound, heavily stabbing into the ancient wood behind Jinlun, three inches deep.

  The ancient trees shook violently, trembling from top to bottom.

  Bang!

  Jinlun's body was directly blown away by the flying knife with an unstoppable force, heavily smashing into another ancient tree. Jinlun looked at his left chest with difficulty, a wound, penetrating through his back, fresh blood gushing out of the wound, dyeing his golden clothes red.

  "You!"

  Jin Lun's eyes widened in anger, and he pointed at Li Ke. Before he could catch his breath, the soldier's soul space in his left chest suddenly collapsed. A wisp of yellow mist slowly floated out from the wound, and the soldier's soul shattered. Jin Lun died on the spot.

  "What?!"

  "Brother Jin!"

  "I..."

  The other three inner disciples of the Golden Light Gate were stunned, their eyes wide with shock and their tongues tied as they stared at Li Ke, who had killed their invincible master with a single blow.

  "You killed Master Jin! Our sect leader will never let you go!" A disciple suddenly woke up and shouted angrily at Li Ke, his voice sharp and fierce.

  "You'd better think about whether I'll let you off the hook or not!"

  Li Ke's eyes turned cold. The Golden Gate was just a group of brainless guys, right? At this time, they still wanted to take advantage of themselves, which was also too lacking in vision.

  "Ah!"

  That disciple heard this and was suddenly shocked. He quickly made a move to cut off the Blue Iron Wind Fox, his body leaping up as he rapidly retreated backwards, wanting to escape from this place.

  The other two saw this and tacitly understood, hastily following up.

  "It's too late to think of escaping now!"

  Li Ke's eyes flashed, his right hand rose, and in an instant, three blood-colored knife lights appeared. "Swish swish swish!" The knife light flashed, and three red flying knives shot out, heading straight for the left chest and heart area of the three people.

  "Die by my sword today!"