Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

0Although Chen Yu had the help of the Ice Spiritual Soul, the situation was still very dangerous for him.     3

    

There were too many enemies, and most of them were powerhouses at the seventh level of Heavenly Astral Stage. Adding to that, Zhong Shiyue, Hong Feeng, and the others were all geniuses that could challenge those above their cultivation level, so even if Chen Yu had incredible means, he, who was only at the third level of Heavenly Astral Stage, would not be able to be invincible.    

    

However, Chen Yu's attacks were still as steady as a rock. His left blade and right sword were still crisscrossed with ice and frost.    

    

After the Wind Stabilization Blade blocked the spear piercing through the air, Chen Yu felt the immense power on the spear tip, but it was still within the range he could endure. With a twist of his body, he quickly closed the distance, and the icy-blue sword beam on his sword suddenly expanded, hitting the spear-wielding cultivator squarely on the left shoulder.    

    

The warrior quickly retreated. Compared to the spear-wielding warrior, who was slowed down by the cold Qi, Chen Yu moved like a ghost. The Wind Stabilization Blade swept past the spear-wielding warrior, leaving an almost clean-cut saber force on his body.    

    

The frost on the ground continued to thicken, and hot blood started to flow, dyeing the ground red before freezing.    

    

After the successful attack, Chen Yu rushed forward in the air. In front of him was the warrior who was hit by the Disguised Spirit Artifact's wooden sword that he threw out earlier.    

    

These martial artists were affected by the strange wooden sabers that had exploded. The overflowing astral energy contained within them obviously caused their reactions to be much slower.    

    

Chen Yu leaped and stabbed like a cold star.    

    

[Heavenly Sword Art].    

    

Ding Bing's metal attack pierced right through his opponent's throat.    

    

In less than a minute, three more people died under the Abyss Cold Sword.    

    

At this time, the warriors from other directions finally arrived. Several sword auras came down like torrential rain. Among them, there was another sword aura that was as dazzling as a white rainbow, covering Chen Yu's entire body.    

    

Chen Yu, the Wind Stabilization Blade slashed out consecutively, flying out of the True Divine Spirit Qi. On his body, a wound so deep that one could see the bones, but his expression did not seem to show any pain. He welcomed the attack from a slightly plump Martial Cultivator of the Seventh Layer of the Heavenly Astral Stage, and swung his sword down like stars falling to the sky.    

    

Therefore, the slightly fat warrior in front of him fell to the ground with a miserable groan. His strength was not weak, but with the combination of the Spiritual Soul and Spirit Treasure, he did not have any special methods.    

    

Chen Yu did not stop as he continued to rush forward with an imposing manner.    

    

Hong Feeng clenched his fist tightly as he saw Chen Yu covered in blood, still alive even after being slashed by the Sword Astral Sword.    

    

Zhong Shiyue and Qiu Hao's expressions also changed. They looked at each other and could see the horror in each other's eyes.    

    

More than ten warriors had died and more had been severely injured. This was a huge loss for them.    

    

Whether it was Hong Feeng, Zhong Shiyue, or Qiu Hao, the number of Martial Cultivator of the Seventh Layer of the Heavenly Astral Stage among their followers was limited, and there were no more than ten of them.    

    

Right now, there were close to ten Martial Cultivator of the Seventh Layer of the Heavenly Astral Stage who were heavily injured and killed by Chen Yu. Although they were divided up and only one or two of their followers were lost, they were still bleeding profusely in their hearts.    

    

"This kid is already spent. Kill him!" Finally, Qiu Hao was the first to lose his patience. His body flashed, and he flew up into the sky like a hawk.    

    

Zhong Shiyue's expression was slightly gloomy. Just as he was about to follow them out, he suddenly felt something and turned his head around.    

    

He saw two white robes fluttering as they flew into the valley at an astonishing speed.    

    

"Gongsun Hao, Shen Yih!" Zhong Shiyue's expression changed slightly. He seemed to be both surprised and not very surprised at the same time.    

    

Hong Feeng suddenly turned around, gritted his teeth and hatefully said, "They really came!"    

    

It was indeed Gongsun Hao and Shen Yih who had come. The two of them did not even look at Hong Feeng and Zhong Shiyue. Instead, they looked at Zhou Tie.    

    

"Prepare to meet the enemy!" Zhong Shiyue's expression changed a few times before he shouted, "Warriors of the Ancient Tong City, quickly come here!"    

    

With that, Zhong Shiyue's body flashed as he went to meet Gongsun Hao and Shen Yih. He shouted, "Gongsun Hao, Shen Yih, why did you come here?"    

    

"Of course it's to kill you!" Gongsun Hao retracted his gaze and laughed. Then, he took a step forward and punched.    

    

The moon-white light surged as it condensed on top of the fist. The fist's aura was deep and sharp as it rumbled towards Zhong Shiyue's head.    

    

"Gongsun Hao!" Zhong Shiyue did not expect Gongsun Hao to not have any superfluous words and just directly made his move. His expression could not help but turn cold as he split his legs and also threw out a punch.    

    

Bang! The boxing aura exploded, creating a terrifying wave of energy. Gongsun Hao did not retreat, but took another step forward and changed his fist into a claw, aiming to grab Zhong Shiyue's chest.    

    

Zhong Shiyue took two steps back and his face was filled with shock.    

    

Even though he was forced back, Zhong Shiyue still moved his body. With a flip of his wrist, he reached out for Gongsun Hao's palm.    

    

"It's only so-so!" Gongsun Hao smiled faintly as a golden light appeared in his palm. He changed his move and slapped Zhong Shiyue's palm, forcing the latter to retreat once again.    

    

Their attacks looked simple, but they were a confrontation of full strength and battle experience. It was extremely dangerous, and if they were not careful, they would be severely injured.    

    

While the two of them were fighting, Shen Yih had already started walking towards Chen Yu. His speed seemed to be slow but it was actually very fast. However, not long after he had started moving, a warrior had already met him and swung his sword.    

    

Facing the sword that was slashing horizontally at him, Shen Yih's clothes suddenly started to clap. The thick and deep astral energy around his body started to revolve, and with a speed visible to the naked eye, it quickly took form, transforming into blades and swords that revolved around his body. They surged and wreaked havoc, covering an area of ten meters around him as if they could mince everything.    

    

When Shen Yih used the simple Astral Energy Form Technique, it had an astonishing momentum and seemed to have an endless amount of Astral Qi.    

    

The one who attacked Shen Yih was the warrior surnamed Wang who was with Qiu Hao earlier. He was also a leading figure from one of the top cities and he was powerful, but facing Shen Yih's Astral Energy attack, he could only temporarily avoid it.    

    

Shen Yih did not give chase. Instead, he continued to walk forward. Wherever he went, the spinning tide of blades and astral swords engulfed the world.    

    

Seeing Shen Yih walking towards Chen Yu as if there was no one around, Hong Feeng's face darkened. He rushed forward and shouted: "Wang Xiao Zheng, Zhang Zhen, what are you waiting for?"    

    

Hong Feeng circulated the Gale Qi around his body. Before he could rush into the tide of swords and sabers revolving around Wu Tie's body, he sent out a flaming golden claw flying towards Shen Yih.    

    

Raging flames rose up and released a blazing aura, tearing apart the roiling gale.    

    

Shen Yih's expression did not change. He clasped his hands together and formed a sword sign. The Sword Qi around his body condensed and formed a huge sword shadow in the middle of the Aura, slashing on the Golden Claw from below, causing the Golden Claw to fly up and scatter the raging flames all over the sky.    

    

In the raging flames, Shen Yih continued to walk calmly towards Chen Yu.    

    

However, the Aura circulating around Shen Yih's body was eventually weakened by the golden flaming claws. Hong Feeng leaped into the air and slashed at Shen Yih with his long saber.    

    

Wang Xiao Zheng and the rest of the warriors charged at Shen Yih!    

    

Clang *    

    

A warrior at the seventh level of Heavenly Astral Stage flew out. Chen Yu twisted his body and moved like a ghost, the Wind Stabilization Blade swept past another warrior's body.    

    

Under the powerful might of the Ice Spiritual Soul, Chen Yu's sword had no match for it. He was like a bloodthirsty god of death, reaping lives.    

    

However, although Chen Yu had succeeded time and time again, his consumption was enormous. Other than the blood flames, he used all of his trump cards.    

    

Fortunately, at this moment, Chen Yu also saw Gongsun Hao and Shen Yih.    

    

"Finally, I don't have to worry about not having enough space!" Chen Yu let out a sigh of relief.    

    

From the beginning of the battle until now, Chen Yu had actually been fighting for time.    

    

In a battle between a single opponent and a large group of people, if one died from the restriction of space, then no matter how strong one was, they would die from exhaustion.    

    

At that moment, Chen Yu suddenly felt a powerful telepathic thought lock on him.    

    

A ray of sword light shot straight over. It was a sharp, cold star, like a crane pecking directly at its prey. It was tall and alone but also dangerous, as fast as lightning.    

    

The powerful sword intent seemed to be able to pierce through all obstructions.    

    

The one who attacked was Qiu Hao, who had quietly arrived.    

    

"Die!" Qiu Hao let out a cold shout as an azure colored flow of air revolved around him and his left hand formed a claw.    

    

Chen Yu's eyes narrowed as he blocked the attack with his Abyss Cold Sword.    

    

Ding! The iron weapons clashed, the cold air stirred, but Chen Yu felt his sword sink, he almost lost his grip on the Abyss Cold Sword.    

    

After Qiu Hao struck, the Astral Energy swirled and floated in the air. Then, it spun in the air before stabbing down again.    

    

This sword was like the attack after a crane dance, pouncing towards its prey. At the same time, Qiu Hao pressed his left hand down, and the azure halo suddenly condensed into the shape of a real flying crane, peck down at the Sharp.    

    

"This sword technique isn't weak. I've already mastered it!" Chen Yu's eyes flashed. The Abyss Cold Sword suddenly slipped out of his hand and stabbed straight into the flying crane formed by the astral energy. Chen Yu then wielded his blade with both hands and slashed out.    

    

The Sharp's sabre intent soared, the angry sea was calm, the sea was calm and still, and in Chen Yu's eyes, the only glory left in the world was this sabre!    

    

From within the endless saber light, another stream of blood-colored flames abruptly appeared. It erupted all of a sudden, causing the saber light to turn into an endless crimson color, sinister and evil.    

    

While the blood-red sword light was shining, Qiu Hao's expression suddenly changed.    

    

Obviously, he didn't expect Chen Yu, who had been repeatedly injured and was already at the end of his strength, to make such a tyrannical and evil cut. This slash was perfect, making him feel like he couldn't block it but also couldn't retreat.    

    

In this kind of confrontation, there was no way out. The Supreme Force surged within Qiu Hao's body as he infused it with his entire cultivation. He thrust it straight towards Chen Yu's head.    

    

The sword did not collide with the sword and the sword light shot down. Under Chen Yu's instinctual adjustment and angle, the sword went straight down the side of his face and went through his shoulder blade and into the hilt.    

    

"No!" But at the same time, a blood-red, sharp blade light swept up and engulfed Qiu Hao's body.    

    

"No, no!" In a dark corner, Mo Jie's body trembled. Her hand was suddenly pulled away by Mo Shu's unknown strength, and she heard Mo Shu's shrill cries.    

    

Mo Shu rushed out of the dark corner, rushing towards the center of the field without caring about anything else.    

    

Mo Jie turned pale with fright. She quickly jumped up and threw Mo Shu onto the ground.    

    

Qiu Hao's voice suddenly stopped. His body fell straight down, and after he landed on the ground, he no longer made a sound. There was only blood that flowed all over the floor.    

    

Chen Yu's body shook and his expression turned pale. A mere Qiu Hao wouldn't have made him pay such a heavy price, but he had already used up quite a lot of energy in the previous battle. In addition, Qiu Hao's sudden attack was close to a sneak attack, so Chen Yu had to be wary of the other warriors.    

    

Blood gushed out of Chen Yu's body.    

    

"Young Master Hao!" Seeing this scene, the expression of a warrior at the seventh level of Heavenly Astral Stage changed, and he pounced towards Chen Yu.    

    

In the other direction, several warriors jumped towards Chen Yu at the same time.    

    

However, right at this moment, from the direction of the valley's entrance, many figures rushed over, each of them exuding an equally powerful aura.    

    

"Kill!"    

    

Accompanying the hubbub and roars, the human figures that had returned from the entrance of the valley rushed forward without the slightest hesitation.