Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

The tiger was torn apart as though it was a dried twig.    

After all, true qi could not be compared with Astral Qi, just like the difference between a wooden branch and a sharp blade.    

Therefore, the difference between the two sides was like the difference between clouds and mud.    

Seeing the thick zhen qi covering Chen Yu's body being torn apart and the wolf head qi was about to swallow Chen Yu's arm, Chen Yu suddenly moved. Chen Yu suddenly moved and the zhen qi around his body began to circulate as it was torn apart by the sharp aura, while Chen Yu's body suddenly became unstable, flashing towards the long grass on the side of the path.    

Kou Zheng's attack failed. A fierce fighting spirit flashed in his eyes. He suddenly turned around and swung his arm. The move was not delayed at all. It quickly merged and the second punch was sent towards Chen Yu.    

Chen Yu was not surprised at all. Since this Kou was not using swords and sabers, his attainments in martial arts were not inferior to sabers and swords.    

Chen Yu didn't stop and quickly went behind Kou Zheng.    

Kou Zheng's punch landed on Chen Yu's body and shattered a few stone steps.    

Kou Zheng didn't expect Chen Yu to be so mysterious, like a cool breeze, without any resistance. His expression couldn't help but change, and he continuously threw out seven punches. These seven punches were sharp and vast, sealing off Chen Yu's space.    

He took advantage of the time these seven fists took to seal Chen Yu, and his back bent and straightened, like a big bow string that had been tightened and released in an instant. A peerless and powerful force surged out, the astral energy condensed and merged with the fist, causing the fist to look like a meteor with its tail flames falling down, unstoppable.    

When the seven fist auras descended, Chen Yu's body twisted like a willow swaying in the wind. His wrist turned slightly and continuously extended outwards.    

An indescribable gentleness flowed out from Chen Yu's movements. It seemed gentle and gentle, but it was incomparably quick. True energy was rapidly circulating between Chen Yu's fingers, as if it was a natural texture.    

The palm that sounded like a gentle breeze caused the seven balls of boxing aura to slide several feet to the side. Then, just as the seven balls of boxing aura exploded, the aura scattered everywhere, no longer posing any threat to Chen Yu.    

"Moon Seizing Hand!" It was a high-grade martial art that borrowed strength to hit the opponent.    

In the next moment, Kou Zheng's unstoppable punch came at Chen Yu like a meteor. He didn't even give Chen Yu any chance to catch his breath.    

Yun Qinghee, who was watching the fight from afar, had a trace of emotion on her face.    

Chen Yu suddenly kicked out with his feet, causing a ball of true qi to explode at the bottom of his foot. Then, he suddenly flew out from his attacking posture, and landed on the third step of the stairs.    

Following that, his zhen qi quickly contracted and circulated, forming a raging dragon. It followed Chen Yu's punch and dominated the entire sky.    

Howling Dragon Fist.    

Kou Zheng's pupils constricted. With a tap of his foot, his arm retracted and let go as he once again unleashed a powerful fist aura. However, at this moment, he already knew that he was going to lose!    

The True Qi and True Qi exploded, and even the True Qi dispersed, and even the immortal god's will was shattered. However, Chen Yu's figure was as steady as a rock, while Kou Fan had to retreat seven or eight steps before he could stabilize himself. His right hand dropped down, and the destruction of his sleeves did not cover the fact that his arm was trembling.    

Taking a deep breath to calm his surging Qi and blood, Kou Zheng said: "Young Master Chen is indeed a genius, I am convinced of my defeat!"    

"You've let me win!" Chen Yu let out a long breath. He didn't show any arrogance as he said this.    

The result was obvious, but she did not understand why it would be like this. She saw that after Kou Zheng unleashed seven punches of the upper graded martial art 'Meteorite Fist', which he had immersed himself in for a long time, Chen Yu, who had originally thought that he would have no choice but to retreat, was already defeated.    

Kou Zheng said, "Please go up. Up there is Senior Brother Feng Bufan. He is in the same realm as me, but his strength is incomparable to me. Young Master Chen, be careful!"    

"Thank you for the reminder!" Chen Yu looked at Yun Qinghee.    

Yun Qinghee didn't waste any time as she used her movement technique to move to Chen Yu's side. After returning the Dragon Slaying Sabre to Chen Yu, she couldn't help but ask, "How did senior brother Kuang lose? How did you win so obviously in that last collision?"    

Chen Yu glanced at Yun Qinghee and said simply, "His fists are exhausted!"    

Yun Qinghee revealed a pondering look before her eyes widened in shock as she said, "The distance that you pulled back increased as your Meteor Fist got closer and closer. Senior brother Kou, on the other hand, you can't stop firing at me from the tip of his bow. You were planning to attack senior brother Kou from the very beginning? "    

Chen Yu nodded. It was easy to say, but it wasn't that easy. Chen Yu had calculated that seven boxing strikes would be followed by Kou Zheng's full strength attack and that this strike would age due to the distance being increased. However, this didn't mean that this punch would be easy to block!    

If Chen Yu was not strong enough, he would have been defeated by that punch. If the timing was a bit worse, it might have ended up as a mistake. This was not enough for Yun Qinghee.    

"You really are scheming well. It's not because many of the Su Family younger generation call you a monster!" Yun Qinghee sighed.    

"Monster?" Chen Yu curled his lips and said, "This nickname is pretty good!"    

Soon, Chen Yu saw a graceful and exquisite pavilion set up on the side of the bluestone path. There were hidden people standing in the pavilion, looking down at them.    

A hundred meters away from Chen Yu stood a man with a saber. He was tall and slender, and his clothes fluttered in the wind.    

"Feng Bufan?" Chen Yu stopped and looked at Yun Qinghee.    

Yun Qinghee nodded her head and said: "He is the genius from the ninth ranked Feng Xing Town in the three hundred city castles. Five years ago, he fought for a spot in the City Battle Trial.    

Chen Yu was surprised by Su Qing He's reminder, but he did not say anything. He took off the Dragon Slaying Sabre and took a deep breath. His steps suddenly became extremely heavy. As he took a step forward, the true energy around his body suddenly shrunk.    

Yun Qinghee was stunned.    

Then, Chen Yu took a second step and retracted his breath. He could no longer feel any fluctuations of breath, but the pressure on his body became even stronger.    

"Art of Accumulating Power?" Yun Qinghee's expression changed slightly.    

The method to accumulate force required one's spiritual energy to combine and fuse it into one attack, allowing the power of the attack to increase explosively.    

During the battle of the young phoenix race, Su Lieh was defeated by Chen Yu in the same way. He even used the void nine stage strength to shatter his meridians.    

This time, the method Chen Yu used to store his energy was different from Su Lieh's. Su Lieh's aura grew stronger and stronger as he moved forward, while Chen Yu's aura became more and more suppressed. It made Su Qing He involuntarily wonder what would happen when this extremely suppressed aura erupted.    

Watching Chen Yu walk forward, Yun Qinghee clearly felt extremely uncomfortable, but the next moment, as Chen Yu took another step forward, she felt even more uncomfortable. The breath in her body became chaotic, and she felt so sad that she wanted to vomit blood.    

Suddenly, Yun Qinghou's gaze froze as he looked towards the place where Chen Yu had walked past. He saw that the footprints Chen Yu left behind were at the beginning of fashion and shallow, the deeper they went, the deeper they went.    

To leave a footprint on a rock was not difficult at all. Ordinary late stage Qi Condensation warriors could do it, but for them to do it without any fluctuation of aura, it was as if they were footprints made purely from the weight of their bodies.    

Suddenly, where Chen Yu had walked past, the grass on both sides of the road started to shake violently and fly to both sides of the road.    

As for Chen Yu, his pace was still the same. There was no change at all. He was only thirty meters away from Ning Bufan.    

Yun Qinghee felt uncomfortable looking at Chen Yu's accumulation, so she stopped walking. However, she still had the misconception that there was a volcano inside Chen Yu's body that could erupt at any time and destroy everything in its path.    

Feng Bufan was in his thirties, and he had a handsome and refined face. Looking at Chen Yu who was walking towards him, his pupils suddenly constricted and a trace of deep shock appeared in his eyes.    

Chen Yu's expression was indifferent, there was not a single trace of emotion in his eyes. The long knife in his hand was pointed towards the ground, almost motionless.    

Thirty meters, Chen Yu was still walking at a leisurely pace. He did not even raise his head to look at Yun Bufan who was standing thirty meters away.    

After the tip of his foot touched the ground, the True Divine Spirit surged out and formed a screen of Qi. Then, the curtain of True Divine Spirit Qi quickly shrunk and merged into the long blade in his hand.    

The Dragon Slaying Sabre in Chen Yu's hand also moved and swept out.    

At this moment, a strong aura rose from Chen Yu's body. It was like a black cloud pressing down on a city, like a tsunami, and the sharp blade light cut through the void like a mountain fire filling the sky. It was so dazzling that it seemed to be the only blade light left in the world.    

The stone steps were blasted away, and plants and vegetation were crushed into fine powder that filled the sky. The moment the saber light collided with the saber energy, the saber light suddenly dimmed and disappeared.    

An endless berserk aura permeated the air. Chen Yu stood still on the bluestone path. However, at this moment, Feng Bufan suddenly jumped up and flew towards the distance. There was a faint smell of blood floating in the air.    

After a dozen seconds, Chen Yu's momentum dissipated with the wind. He took another step forward.    

At this moment, Yun Qinghee finally felt the oppressive feeling disappear as if she could regain her breath. She stared in the direction where Feng Bufan had disappeared with an astonished expression on her face.    

She was very clear about Feng Bufan's strength, but she didn't expect him to leave with a wound after a single slash!    

"I've come to make an appointment, and my relationship with Ye Wanrong isn't that big of a deal. I can only ask myself, and only ask for myself!" Looking at Chen Yu's back, Yun Qinghee's expression became extremely complicated. She remembered what Chen Yu said earlier and the unspeakable emotion in her heart that she didn't want to face became clear.    

"The difference is too great!" Such a powerful heart, such unstoppable sharpness! "While the others and I were cowering at the bottom of the cliff, he was already climbing to the peak," Yun Qinghee muttered. At the same time, a bitter smile appeared on her initially cold and proud face. "I really don't want to face this feeling of being completely useless!"