Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

"This martial art is very powerful. That surnamed Chen, Evil Bandit, must have been taught a lesson!"    

"Kill Evil Bandit! Revenge for our fallen brothers!"    

"…"    

The eyes of the disciples from the sub-schools were not bad, especially those who were spectating from nearby. Most of them were warriors of the seventh floor of the Heavenly Astral Stage, and upon seeing Chen Yu get hit by the black light, their bodies suddenly stiffened.    

But right at this moment, Chen Yu suddenly turned around, and the blood light on the Wind Stabilization Blade surged, bringing with it a wisp of soaring blood flame, it struck right at Feng Xuan's fist.    

"This is impossible!" Feng Xuan was surprised as he did not expect this.    

The excited cries of the disciples of the branch sects came to an abrupt end.    

BOOM *    

A bloody flame appeared, scarlet and devilish, engulfing Feng Xuan's fist.    

Under the surging blood flame, the refined and powerful aura on Feng Xuan's fist disappeared. The blade edge easily tore Feng Xuan's fist apart as the bones in his fist cracked.    

Feng Xuan was shocked and quickly retreated.    

Chen Yu moved forward like a shadow, and the blade's light flashed again.    

Ye Qing and Gongsun Hao, who had already stopped a while ago, had joyous expressions as they retreated.    

The bloody blade was like a rainbow, like the thunder from the ninth heaven, as it surrounded Feng Xuan.    

Feng Xuan's face was full of fear. No matter how fast he retreated, he could not escape from Chen Yu's blade attack.    

Peng, Feng Xuan sent out a punch and was easily cut into pieces by Chen Yu. The momentum of the blade changed from the first move of the Nine Thunder Prison Breaking Blade to the second move.    

"This …"    

"Damn it! How could Brother Feng Xuan lose!"    

"Let's attack together and kill this guy!"    

The disciples of the sub-schools all revealed looks of disbelief as they successively moved and pounced out.    

However, water could not save fire. Although these disciples of the sub-schools pounced out, they were already too late.    

"Shameless?"    

"Are all the disciples of the branch sects so shameless?"    

When Gongsun Hao and Ye Qing saw this scene, they both revealed angry expressions and rushed out at the same time. Behind them, the Martial Cultivator of the Seventh Layer of the Heavenly Astral Stage among the ordinary practitioners also moved.    

Chen Yu looked indifferent. There was no sadness or joy on his face.    

Shua! A sword like True Divine Spirit flew straight towards Chen Yu. The True Divine Spirit contained a dazzling light that shot straight into Chen Yu's neck. Its speed was as fast as a stream of light and unstoppable, giving Chen Yu an extremely dangerous feeling.    

Chen Yu's body suddenly twisted as he swung his blade.    

Clang * The Wind Stabilization Blade trembled, and the shattered sword aura flew out in all directions. One of the strands grazed past Chen Yu's wrist, leaving behind a trail of blood.    

Chen Yu fell straight to the ground and looked towards the direction where the sword aura came from. He saw a medium build, ordinary looking man with an unremarkable face, and a long sword on his back, in big strides walking out.    

It was Yuan Zhen!    

As Yuan Zhen took a step forward, a strong momentum shot up into the sky. It was like a peerless sword had been unsheathed.    

The pressure covered the entire valley. The martial artists that rushed out stopped in their tracks. They looked at Yuan Zhen and felt a stabbing pain in their eyes at this moment, unable to see Yuan Zhen's face.    

The sword intent was shockingly strong!    

Gongsun Hao and Ye Qing's expressions changed at the same time.    

"This match, we admit defeat!" Yuan Zhen stood still and said to Chen Yu with a low and slightly hoarse voice. His eyes were calm.    

"Two thousand spirit stones, thanks a lot!" Chen Yu said in a serious tone.    

Yuan Zhen nodded and turned to look at Feng Xuan.    

Feng Xuan's expression was ugly to the extreme. He clenched his teeth, took out a Storage Bag, and threw it to Feng Xiao.    

Feng Xiao was silent. He took out a pile of wooden tablets and checked it carefully. He gathered two thousand of them and gave them to a follower. That follower then gave the wooden plate to Ye Qing.    

Chen Yu and Ye Qing were not relaxed at all. Their gazes were fixed on Yuan Zhen's face, waiting for him to issue a challenge.    

For the secular disciples, Yuan Zhen was an insurmountable mountain, but they had to face it in the end.    

"One strike!" Unexpectedly, Yuan Zhen gazed at Chen Yu and said slowly.    

"Hmm?" Chen Yu was slightly shocked.    

"I don't want to take advantage of the fact that your cultivation base is higher than yours, and that you just had a tough battle, take one of my strikes!" Yuan Zhen said expressionlessly, "Either you die, or I leave with all the sub-school disciples!"    

"Yuan Zhen, aren't you taking advantage of me?" Gongsun Hao ridiculed, "For a sword master like you, what's the difference between one sword and ten hundred swords? If one sword cannot defeat your opponent, then even ten sword strikes or a hundred swords would not work! "    

"Gongsun Hao, f * ck your mother!" Feng Xiao scolded angrily, "There's no difference between one sword stroke and ten hundred sword strikes? You can give it a try! "    

"Try it on the spot. Is it that amazing?" Gongsun Hao said to each other, "Come, Yuan Zhen, if you have the guts, cut me a hundred times. Let's see if I can take it or not!"    

"Gongsun!" Chen Yu looked at Gongsun Hao who was clearly extremely calm, yet was acting so recklessly and impulsively. He could not help but feel warm in his heart.    

Gongsun Hao's way of doing things was naturally to help Chen Yu accept Yuan Zhen's challenge.    

However, Yuan Zhen did not pay attention to Gongsun Hao. He stared at Chen Yu and said with a deep voice, "You don't dare?"    

"There's nothing to be afraid of!" Chen Yu said, "Just as Gong Mr Sun said, one strike is no different from a hundred strikes!"    

"Alright!" Yuan Zhen revealed a trace of excitement. He looked around to indicate to everyone that they can get out of the way.    

"Chen Yu!" Gongsun Hao was a bit discouraged and said, "You were hit by Feng Xuan's finger just now. You are injured, why are you trying to beat this guy?"    

Chen Yu felt a thought still active in his body and laughed: "There's no harm anymore!"    

Feng Xuan's finger was filled with a thick sense of death. The power of this Death Thrusting Finger was even stronger than ordinary Ice, Fire, Wind and Thunder Spirit attributes, making it difficult to deal with. But what was out of Chen Yu's expectations was, the Spirit Connecting Vine in his body had a thought when he was struck, and then, when Chen Yu released the Star Soul's suppression on the Spirit Connecting Vine, the Spirit Connecting Vine immediately started swimming towards the black light, and wherever it went, it swallowed the black light that carried an intense death intent.    

The heaven-defying and valiant nature of the Spirit Connecting Vine once again manifested itself without a doubt.    

"Chen Yu, you still have to think twice!" Ye Qing also said: "Yuan Zhen's Sword Truth cultivation is powerful, and it is said that he had once defeated a Spirit Accumulation Stage disciple from a branch sect, even though he had only unleashed one sword strike, it is definitely the most powerful sword strike!"    

"I got it!" Chen Yu nodded, but did not say anything else.    

Seeing Chen Yu's reaction, Ye Qing smiled bitterly and walked to the side.    

Gongsun Hao sighed and said, "I have never submitted to anyone before in my life. You can count me as Chen Yu, but Wu Tie is only half a man." "Chen Yu, f * cking hell, let those with the surname 'Yuan' look good!"    

Chen Yu couldn't help but laugh.    

Everyone had already retreated. In the midst of all the disturbing discussions, Yuan Zhen said, "Are you ready?"    

Chen Yu stood with the Wind Stabilization Blade and casually nodded his head.    

On the outside, Chen Yu looked very relaxed, but in reality, his heart was extremely tense.    

Yuan Zhen unsheathed his sword, and as he did so, the Astral Energy surrounding him began to circulate. The sharpness of his sword immediately increased, and his aura continued to rise. It gave off a strong sense of oppression.    

Chen Yu took a deep breath. The Supreme Force in his body surged and his heart pounded like a drum. The sound was concentrated and deep.    

As the blood rapidly surged, the blood became denser. The blood felt like it was on fire as it emitted a scorching aura.    

Chen Yu's body became boiling hot, like a volcano that was about to erupt. He carried a deep state of suppression that could erupt at any time.    

Seeing Chen Yu's performance, Yuan Zhen's eyes lit up and a trace of expectation actually showed on his face.    

Immediately, Yuan Zhen's aura seemed to have increased to the extreme as the circulating cloud yellow Supreme Qi suddenly soared and floated above his head, suddenly forming a huge canopy.    

It was like the canopy of a king when he goes out. It was wide, majestic, magnificent, and it made one unconsciously want to bow down and worship him from the bottom of their hearts.    

Yuan Zhen leaped like a dragon soaring into the sky and stabbed out with his sword.    

The sword of the Sovereign King was invincible.    

Chen Yu, who was being pointed at by the sword tip, felt a majestic aura envelop him. The surging qi, blood, and astral energy in his body actually retracted back into his body, and he started to cower, as if he was afraid of this majestic aura.    

The King's Sword, a sword that could shine with a cold light for thousands of miles, dominating the world!    

Chen Yu was momentarily unable to get rid of the effects of the majestic and grand sword intent. He could not help but frown as he sensed the blood flames in his blood. A bloody aura that was like raging flames immediately spread throughout his body.    

The energy in his blood that had just been curling immediately recovered, and the astral energy also began to roil about at the same time.    

How powerful was the Blood Flame Tyrant Spell? Naturally, it was not something that a mere Yuan Zhen's sword intent could suppress.    

Chen Yu slashed out and the blood flame turned into a stream of light. It moved with the Qi and blood and rose up onto the blade's edge.    

Clang *    

The gushing gale engulfed Chen Yu, turning him into an endless dense cloud of yellow sword qi.    

Amidst the sword qi, the blood-red sword light was like a silver bottle pouring down, ripping apart the endless sword qi. It brought with it a peerlessly sharp wave cleaving blade intent, ripping apart the sword light screen for a split-second.    

The sword intent had risen to the peak, Chen Yu seemed to have seen the scene of ten thousand swords submitting themselves, and with a thought, the sharp Perfection Stage Wave Slashing blade intent on the Wind Stabilization Blade was blocked, and it suddenly stopped and disappeared.    

However, the scarlet, evil and overbearing crimson flames were still there.    

Rumble    

The concentrated sword qi bombarded Chen Yu's body without restraint, causing his clothes to be torn apart and blood to spurt out.    

Next, the clash of blades and swords burst forth with terrifying strength. Chen Yu's full power slash landed squarely on the tip of Yuan Zhen's sword, causing the blood-red light to explode. It was like burning blood, melting Yuan Zhen's sword beam.    

With only this burst of power, the blood-red light quickly dimmed.    

Yuan Zhen's eyes flashed, his wrist lightly shook, and as the long sword spun, a gentle force formed, pushing the Wind Stabilization Blade away.    

Then, Yuan Zhen suddenly stopped.    

"Chen Yu!"    

Ye Qing and Gongsun Hao quickly rushed over to Chen Yu's side.    

"You win!" Yuan Zhen had a complicated expression on his face as he stared deeply at Chen Yu. Then, he turned around and took a step forward.    

Chen Yu started to breathe heavily. Lowering his head to look at his body, he saw that the surface of his body was covered with sword scars. These sword marks were deep enough to see bones. These sword marks all came from Yuan Zhen's magnificent Astral Energy. As long as Chen Yu's physique was slightly weaker, even if he was able to block Jun Lin's sword attack, he would still die!    

Fortunately, although the injuries caused by the sword qi reached his lungs, for a warrior like Chen Yu who had a Spirit Connecting Vine with him, the injuries weren't serious.    

All of the disciples of the sub-schools, including Feng Xuan, Mo Huang, and Feng Xiao, had looks of disbelief on their faces.    

"Senior brother Yuan?" After a long while, Feng Xiao frowned and shouted.    

"Let's go!" Yuan Zhen didn't even turn his head. He just said that and walked out of the valley in big strides.    

All the disciples of the sub-schools looked at each other. After a long while, Feng Xuan finally clenched his teeth and shouted: "Let's go!"    

Amidst the clamorous discussion and complaints, all the disciples of the sub-schools started to leave one after another.     4

Thus, this battle came to an end!