C530 All Arrived
C530 All Arrived
Seeing the sword aura that was going to devour Chen Yu like a dragon, it was unknown how many people turned pale.
"There are a lot of good abilities in Ruling Spirit Sect!" Qin Zhong said, "Senior Disciple Li, if I don't use my battle spirit for this sword strike, I won't be able to take it!"
Lih Heequan nodded and said: "Amongst Three Sects, Ruling Spirit Sect is actually the strongest, but they are divided into thirty-six peaks.
"Senior Disciple Li, although the internal consumption of Ruling Spirit Sect is extremely heavy, it still makes many talented people of their generation rise to prominence. On this point, it is also something our sect and Langya Sword Sect cannot compare to!" He Yifeng said.
Speaking of this, the three sighed. It was not because the Ruling Spirit Sect disciples had high aptitude, but because of the many Spiritual Soul's nurturing, which was truly unique to their Ruling Spirit Sect!
The bright starlight instantly condensed into a star on the surface of Chen Yu's body.
From the stars, Spiritual Soul of all colors swarmed out.
At the same time, the blood-red saber aura slashed into the long dragon of sword light.
The sound of swords clashing rang out and the blood-red aura on the blade dimmed down. Although Chen Yu had condensed the sword intent to the extreme, he was still unable to break through the Great Heavenly Dragon Sword's sacred art.
However, the crimson colored saber light had still managed to cut the long dragon of sword light in half, revealing the arrogant and stern expression of the Dragon Head Peak practitioners within the boundless sword light. With a face filled with joy and cruelty, he spat out a single word, "Die!"
The next moment, the long sword lights rained down and collided with the stars surrounding Chen Yu.
The stars were naturally Star Soul s, and it was moving at high speeds. Spirit Connecting Vine s, ice fish, various types of Spiritual Soul s had already flown out, mightily rushing into the long dragon of sword light.
The vast pressure of Spiritual Soul s exploded outwards.
However, the sword aura still covered up the pressure. It tore through the stars and crashed into the stars, like a torrent rushing towards Chen Yu.
"I still can't do it!" Qin Zhong let out a soft sigh and said: "Even with so many Ruling Spirit Sect and Spiritual Soul, he still could not withstand a strike from a Ninth Layer of the Spirit Accumulation Stage expert. His cultivation level is still too low!"
"What a pity!" Zhang Weiloong said: "Although that guy is very annoying and makes me want to beat him up into a pig head, but to just die like this is a bit of a pity. In time, he may even become a top figure in the Ruling Spirit Sect!
"You feel that you won't have the chance to take revenge, right?" Another Qiushan Martial Sect disciple laughed and said, "You, a dignified level eight Spirit Accumulation Stage cultivator, has been beaten up by Chen Yu, who is at level 2, to the point where you don't even have the strength to resist. Tsk tsk!"
"I wasn't careful, I didn't think that he would be able to control so many Spiritual Soul, and fall for his trap!" Zhang Weiloong's face turned red as he said angrily.
Amidst the torrent of sword light, Chen Yu's protective Spiritual Dipper shattered in an instant and disappeared without a trace. His body was like a small boat under the torrent, already toppled over.
After the sword light faded, the Ninth Layer of the Spirit Accumulation Stage expert laughed and said: "What Dragon Head Peak shame, it's only at this level. If not for colluding with outsiders, would Elder Yi have died in the hands of an ant-like person like you?"
As the sound of his voice faded, he suddenly sensed something. Frowning, he stared at the constellation, only to see that it was still rotating and had yet to disappear.
"Hmm?" He could not help but have some doubts, then he looked down at the various Spiritual Soul s amidst the torrent of sword light, only to see that their forms were constantly becoming more solid.
"How is this possible?" He exclaimed in surprise.
What answered him was a fist piercing through the sword light and stars. The fist came quickly, like a collapsing mountain, breaking through the air.
The expression of the practitioners of the Ninth Layer of the Spirit Accumulation Stage greatly changed as they abruptly swung their swords horizontally to block.
A fist that collided with the sword edge caused the practitioners of Ninth Layer of the Spirit Accumulation Stage to be sent flying backwards.
As he was still in the air, that martial artist couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
The sword aura completely dissipated at this moment, revealing Chen Yu's body that had been engulfed by the sword aura.
Looking over, Chen Yu's clothes were completely torn and blood was dripping all over his body. There were many places that were badly mutilated, but overall, his body could still be considered intact.
"How is this possible?" The Ruins City Plaza was also filled with exclamations of shock.
"That sword-art is so powerful. How could it possibly withstand it head on without being seriously damaged?"
"This sword art is already shockingly powerful. I didn't expect that the low-level cultivator would be able to withstand it."
"…"
Lih Heequan was stunned for a moment before he leaped up and flew straight over.
On the other hand, Qin Zhong, He Yifeng, and the others looked at each other and quickly followed Lih Heequan.
"His physique is strong beyond my imagination!" Qin Zhong and He Yi Feng were both experts in Ninth Layer of the Spirit Accumulation Stage. Although they were surprised and doubtful, after thinking for a while, they came to an understanding, and said while flying: "Coupled with the fact that his Spiritual Soul erased the sword intent of the sword skill, it left the sword skill in its form. Thus, he can kill people on the other hand!"
"Chen Yu's physique is probably not inferior to ours!" Qin Zhong sighed.
Chen Yu strode towards the warrior who was blown away.
"Senior brother Xue!" A figure jumped towards Chen Yu from the side with an angry shout.
He was entangled by Mo Rann and was unable to participate in the siege. At this moment, seeing his comrade getting injured by Chen Yu, he tried his best to push Mo Rann back and pounced towards him.
The man who came was an eagle Spiritual Soul, he flapped his wings, his speed was extremely fast, and his sword was coming straight at him.
Chen Yu's gaze turned serious. With a thought, the five Spiritual Soul moved together and swept towards the incoming person.
It actually cut the Flamingo ice fish and golden centipede into half. Only the black Broken Sword and the Spirit Connecting Vine were not cut, but at this time, the wings of the eagle Spiritual Soul shook, and it actually combined in front of the person to block the black Broken Sword and the golden centipede.
Although the person's strength was only at the eighth level of Spirit Accumulation Stage, it was still not an easy feat.
Relatively speaking, Zhang Weiloong, who was also at the eighth level of Spirit Accumulation Stage, was easily defeated by Chen Yu that night because his battle spirit was far less nimble than the eagle-shaped Spiritual Soul.
The black Broken Sword pierced through the eagle wings, but was knocked flying by the eagle wings.
The man turned his body, about to slash at the Spirit Connecting Vine.
At this moment, a blade of light shot through the air like a waterfall, tearing the world apart like a ray of light in a dark world.
Without waiting for the Waterfall of Saber Light to fall, the warriors at the eighth level of Spirit Accumulation Stage suddenly froze. Their eyes revealed fear, and their expressions froze.
"Saber Intent!" After these two words came out, the martial artist's body fell to the ground like a lead stone, and a thin line of blood appeared on his neck. This blood trail once again enlarged, and blood began to gush out.
It was only then that Mo Rann rushed over to him. Seeing the body of the man that had blocked his path falling to the ground before him, he couldn't help but be astounded.
"Junior Hu!" A mournful roar rang out, carrying with it a monstrous rage and hatred.
As the sword light disappeared, Chen Yu turned to look at the Ninth Layer of the Spirit Accumulation Stage cultivator, only to see that he had already crawled back up, his face distorted.
Chen Yu stepped forward, and the Flamingo Ice Fish and Golden Centipede that were slashed by the sword also began to fuse together, flying towards him together with the black Broken Sword.
But at this moment, a figure flashed forward like lightning, and obstructed the path of the injured Ninth Layer of the Spirit Accumulation Stage practitioner.
This person was tall and wore a long moon-white robe. His black hair was like ink and fell on the two sides of his face. He had a wild and unruly temperament and his aura was deep like the abyss.
Chen Yu frowned.
"This Junior Brother from Ruling Spirit Sect, has to let go of others and let them off!" The man spoke with a clear and melodious voice.
"Who are you?" Chen Yu felt the pressure and asked in a deep voice.
"Senior brother Su!" Mo Rann let out a surprised cry. "So you're here. Where's Sister Zuo?"
"I'm here!" A clear and melodious voice rang out.
Chen Yu turned his head and saw a woman dressed in black walking over. Every step she took was about ten meters away.
This woman's eyebrows were like a distant mountain. Her nose was raised and her eyes were like gems. Her face was already beautiful. Her red lips were slightly parted with a hint of a smile on her face. It was as if she was passing on feelings at all times, causing people to involuntarily want to get close to her.
"Sister Zuo!" Mo Rann was pleasantly surprised as she directly went over to greet him.
Chen Yu retracted his gaze and turned around to look at the direction of the square. Lih Heequan and his men were already there.
"Junior apprentice brother Mo, it's really great that you're still alive. I've always been worried for you!"
"Senior sister Zuo, I'm fine. I'm just worried about all of you!"
Mo Rann and Zuo Yan'er were already reminiscing about the past.
"Chen Yu, stop!" Lih Heequan had already walked up and said a few words to Chen Yu. Then, he nodded to the man in the white gown and said, "Su Po, how have you been?"
A terrifying light flashed across Su Po's eyes as he coldly snorted and said, "Lih Heequan, you're not dead yet. I'm still safe and sound!"
"Humph!" Qin Zhong and the others snorted coldly, dissatisfied with Su Po's attitude.
Lih Heequan didn't seem to mind. He looked at Zuo Yan'er and said, "Our journey was smooth sailing, but you guys are said to have met with big trouble. It's good that you guys are still alive, otherwise this ancient battlefield would be a little boring!"
At this moment, a thick and powerful aura came close.
Everyone turned their heads to look and saw a group of people walking towards them from behind a dilapidated house. The person in the lead had an ancient expression and his footsteps had a unique rhythm to it.
"Pei Aolai!"
"Pei Aolai, you're finally here!" Lih Heequan said coldly as a trace of deep fear flashed across his face.
Pei Aolai merely nodded his head slightly. His gaze swept past Zuo Yan'er and Su Po, and also slightly nodded. After that, his gaze gathered on Chen Yu and the Dragon Head Peak disciple that was heavily injured by Chen Yu.
"Pei Aolai, it's good that you're here, your Ruling Spirit Sect disciples are fighting, you have to take care of this matter!" Su Po said with a deep voice.
"Then what are you standing here for?" Pei Aolai, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke with a calm voice.
"At this time, it's not a good time to take action!" Su Po said.
"The number of Ninth Layer of the Spirit Accumulation Stage warriors added together is not that many!" He Yifeng glanced at Lih Heequan and said, "This ancient battlefield is extremely dangerous. We can't afford to lose ourselves!"
"Is that so?" Pei Aolai said, "What has Ruling Spirit Sect got to do with you?"
His tone was flat, but it was overbearing!