Soul Emperor Martial God

Hundreds of starlight swords formed their own sword array, trapping the middle-aged man in an instant.

"How is it possible."

The surrounding martial artists watching were full of disbelief.

"A youngster at the Heavenly Extreme Peak trapped the First Chief Steward?"

"That kid is surely playing the fool, otherwise, how could the First Chief Steward, a dignified Second Layer of Saint King Realm expert, be so easily trapped."

Cry after cry of astonishment echoed.

Xiao Yi paid no attention, tightly gripping the Blizzard Sword in his hand.

The sword body was continuously surging with starlight, forming a connection with the Starlight Sword Formation, tightly controlling the sword array.

Inside the formation, the middle-aged man was unable to move.

After all, the middle-aged man was the Deacon of Asura Hall, with astonishing physical strength.

Crack…crack…crack…

The burly arm, clenching a fist, emitted crackling sounds, gradually starting to shake the starlight.

"I advise you not to move anymore." Xiao Yi's tone was icy, waving the Blizzard Sword in his hand.

Swoosh…swoosh…swoosh…

The starlight sword array suddenly began to operate incessantly, with the breath inside the formation rampaging.

With just a thought, Xiao Yi could detonate all the starlight within the sword array.

The middle-aged man clearly felt the strong aura of the rampaging starlight and suddenly stopped struggling.

Xiao Yi sneered coldly, holding the Blizzard Sword even tighter.

Indeed, he was now perfecting his Sword Dao.

Each sword strike was no less powerful than a domain formed by nine complete martial arts.

However, his own Sword Dao was ultimately of a very low level.

In contrast, the Star Illusion Swordsmanship was the Sword Dao perfected by Senior Xinghuan throughout his life, plus it had the powerful technique of Star Illusion Sword Formation.

Simply put, the Sword Dao of Star Illusion Inheritance, at present, was far above the level of Xiao Yi's own Sword Dao.

Of course, the Star Illusion Sword Technique and Star Illusion Sword Formation were still the strongest combat power of Xiao Yi's current Sword Dao.

Under the cultivation of the Heavenly Extreme Peak, coupled with the enormous primordial power in the small world within his body, the hundreds of starlights he controlled descended to form their own sword array, momentarily trapping the First Chief Steward of Scarlet Moon City, this Saint King Realm expert.

On the other side, Qing Lin was already engaged in an intense battle with the three City Lords.

In Xiao Yi's perception, the aura strength of these three City Lords was slightly weaker than the First Chief Steward.

And as said by those Asura Warriors watching earlier, the First Chief Steward was of Second Layer of Saint King Realm cultivation.

If guessed correctly, the three City Lords' cultivation should be First Layer of Saint King Realm.

Blood light surged in Qing Lin's hand, and he fought with the trio effortlessly.

At this moment, Xiao Yi's gaze glanced at Cao Lei in the distance.

In the current battle, the biggest variable was undoubtedly Cao Lei.

In Xiao Yi's perception, Cao Lei was inscrutable beyond any martial artist present, his aura elusive.

But for now, Cao Lei clearly had no intention of making a move.

As Xiao Yi pondered, suddenly, the Blizzard Sword vibrated violently.

"Hmm?" Xiao Yi's brow furrowed, and his palm gradually began to lose grip on the Blizzard Sword.

The starlight sword array was also constantly shaking, nearing collapse.

"Kid, you really think I'm afraid of your lousy sword array?" the middle-aged man sneered.

From afar, Qing Lin, battling the three City Lords, shouted, "Xiao Yi, be careful, don't be careless, the Saint King Realm isn't as simple as you think."

The middle-aged man's cold gaze fixed on Xiao Yi, "This Deacon just thinks a brat like you isn't worth my true efforts."

"To kill a mere Heavenly Extreme Realm trash, if this Deacon needed to exert full strength, wouldn't it be a joke?"

The middle-aged man's tone was filled with disdain.

"Domain, release." The middle-aged man roared.

Bang…an overwhelming martial power suddenly filled a radius of thousands of meters.

Boom…

The starlight sword array instantly collapsed.

"Such a strong domain." Xiao Yi's pupils shrank.

In his perception, his Star Illusion Sword Formation was utterly vulnerable before this domain.

"Suppress it." The middle-aged man's domineering voice had already arrived.

The overwhelming martial power instantly suppressed Xiao Yi.

"So strong." Xiao Yi's expression changed instantly.

The pressing martial power made him uncomfortable all over, and even his powerful physical strength couldn't resist at all.

"Pff." Xiao Yi spat out a mouthful of blood.

In the distance, Qing Lin shouted urgently, "Xiao Yi, the domain of the Hundred Dao Saint King is exceptionally strong, don't fight it head-on."

"I will quickly deal with these three nuisances and come to assist you."

"Hundred Dao Saint King?" Xiao Yi squinted his eyes.

In the distance, the observing Asura Warriors suddenly chuckled, "The First Chief Steward is getting serious."

"This is the true strength of the First Chief Steward, Xiao Yi, the Sub-hall Master, is going to lose."

Cao Lei shook his head, "The domain of the Hundred Dao Saint King can't be withstood by a mere Heavenly Extreme Realm."

"Enough is enough."

The heavy four words fell from Cao Lei's mouth.

From a distance, the middle-aged man heard and nodded, "Sub-hall Master, I know my limits."

"If this kid had obediently come with us to the sub hall earlier, he wouldn't have suffered now."

"But he insists on protecting that Qing Lin, insists on intervening, I think this person must have something fishy going on, let's see if we can interrogate anything."

The middle-aged said this, a grim look flashing in his eyes.

Under the overwhelming martial power, Xiao Yi couldn't move, his expression was extremely ugly.

He never expected the battle to change drastically in an instant.

Crack…crack…crack…

The bones in his body emitted cracking sounds under the pressure.

The middle-aged man saw this and laughed coldly, "Kid, weren't you boasting just now? Would never hold back?"

"Where's your Sub-hall Master's might now? Gone?"

"Kneel!"

The middle-aged man suddenly shouted.

Bang…an even more terrifying martial power pressed on Xiao Yi instantly.

However, Xiao Yi made no movement, only his expression turned uglier and uglier.

"Trying to withstand it?" The middle-aged man sneered, "Kid, this Deacon tells you, under the Hundred Dao domain, you can be crushed to dust."

"Either you obediently kneel and confess, come with us to the sub hall to be punished."

"Or be crushed under my domain until your bones shatter, your flesh, internal organs, all crushed to death."

"Ha-ha, don't think your useless Heavenly Extreme Realm physical strength can withstand it."

Crack…crack…crack…

The bones in Xiao Yi's body kept making cracking sounds.

Clang…

Suddenly, a crisp sound fell.

Xiao Yi's palm was deformed under the pressure, and the Blizzard Sword fell to the ground with a light sound.

"Pff." Xiao Yi spat out another mouthful of blood.

This is the power of Saint King Realm, this is the strength of the Hundred Dao domain.

"Bastard." In the distance, Qing Lin shouted, "Old fellow, if my junior loses a single hair, I won't spare you."

Boom…boom…boom…

Streaks of blood-colored light exploded constantly.

Qing Lin's momentum soared rapidly, surprisingly suppressing the three City Lords' aura in an instant.

However, Qing Lin's face was gradually turning pale, apparently he was forcibly using a secret technique.

"Qing Lin." At this moment, a cold voice came out.

"Don't worry about me, deal with your enemies, I can handle my own battle."

Under the oppressive martial power, Xiao Yi spoke difficultly.

In the next second, his eyes narrowed, and his cold eyes suddenly showed an incredible battle intent.

"You can handle it?" The middle-aged man sneered disdainfully, "You can't even hold your sword now, just a waste."

The Blizzard Sword lay coldly on the ground.

Xiao Yi's cold eyes stared at the middle-aged man, "I don't need a sword to kill you."

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This is the first part.