Soul Emperor Martial God

"Pfft."

"Pfft."

The sound of two people coughing up blood resounded almost simultaneously.

One belonged to Xiao Yi, the other to the old man.

A full force palm strike from the Sixth Layer of the Saint King Realm hit him, leaving Xiao Yi heavily injured.

Meanwhile, the Cold Flame Sword pierced through the old man's chest, severely wounding him instantly.

However, it was evident that Xiao Yi's injuries were lighter.

Xiao Yi gripped his sword, a cold smile on his face.

The old man looked horrified, even panicky.

Because, almost the instant the Cold Flame Sword pierced the old man's chest, countless extreme cold frost surged from the sword, freezing the old man's Qi-blood and internal organs.

The old man was unable to move, his aura suddenly erupted, attempting to forcibly break the ice seal within his body using his primordial power.

But he knew well that in the time it took to break the ice seal, it would be enough for Xiao Yi to kill him, so he looked panicked, making a futile struggle.

"No... don't kill me..." the old man attempted to plead.

Xiao Yi shook his head, "I warned you, if you had left before, I wouldn't be interested in killing."

Xiao Yi tightened his grip on the sword, about to make a move, when suddenly his brow furrowed.

The old man's eyes widened with shock, and the next second, his body withered at an astonishing speed.

In just a few seconds, the old man's body turned completely into a dried corpse.

"Hmm?" Xiao Yi's expression changed.

He clearly felt that the Blood Pill within him was rapidly absorbing the old man's Qi-blood.

A moment ago, after using the Cold Ice Three Palm technique, the Blood Pill's Qi-blood power was nearly exhausted.

Now, it was quickly replenishing again.

At the same time, an inexplicable light flashed across the Cold Flame Sword in his hand.

"It's you, Sword Spirit." Xiao Yi's eyes turned cold.

He had only been preparing to strike, yet the Cold Flame Sword acted faster, its Sword Qi draining the old man's vitality.

Xiao Yi looked coldly at the Cold Flame Sword, the next second, his figure flickered, heading straight for Qing Lin.

For now, ending the battle and escaping was the main goal.

On the other side, Qing Lin was already covered in green scales.

Facing a Sixth Layer Saint King Realm, he stood no chance of victory.

Most of the scales on his body were broken, and he was covered in blood.

"Looks like I was faster this time." Xiao Yi chuckled playfully.

Clang... A thousand starlights emerged, instantly forming a sword array that trapped the old man.

However, the Cold Flame Sword in Xiao Yi's hand was already sheathed, replaced only by the Blizzard Sword.

"You finished on your side?" Qing Lin's eyes were surprised.

"Yes." Xiao Yi nodded, "No need for a drawn-out fight, he alone can't stop us."

Indeed, of the two old men, only one was left.

If Xiao Yi and Qing Lin intended to escape, he definitely could not stop them.

"Star Illusion Sword Formation, trap."

"Annihilation Binding."

The two shouted in unison, forcibly trapping the old man.

"Break it for me." The old man roared, but it took several palms to break through their methods.

"Just as expected." The two smiled with joy.

"Let's go." Qing Lin grabbed Xiao Yi, ready to fly away rapidly.

"Damn it." The old man roared, "Stop them, don't let these two villains escape."

"Yes." The ground's martial artists responded in unison, taking action.

They were no match for Xiao Yi and Qing Lin, but they could delay them for a short while.

And that short while was enough for the old man to break free and intercept them again.

Swish... swish... swish...

Countless streams of light shot rapidly towards the two.

"Courting death." Xiao Yi and Qing Lin's eyes turned cold.

Swish... swish... swish... Countless Sword Qi and Annihilation Wind burst forth from their hands instantly.

In just a moment, the martial artists on the ground were all killed.

They were merely ordinary Martial Artists at the Heavenly Extreme Realm and Saint Realm, far from being a match for them.

At the same time, the old man indeed broke free.

"Star Illusion Sword Formation."

"Annihilation Binding."

Xiao Yi and Qing Lin, using the same methods, combined to trap him again.

"Let's go." Qing Lin whispered.

The two of them flew away rapidly.

Just at this moment, from the distance, hundreds of auras approached swiftly.

"Two little thieves, trying to run?"

"Hahaha, you can't escape."

Several sinister laughs echoed from the horizon.

The moment the voice appeared, countless overwhelming auras pressed hard towards the two of them.

"Not good, it's the Black Poison Saint King." Their expressions changed drastically.

Indeed, it was the Black Poison Saint King and others pursuing from afar.

Besides, leading them was the imposing middle-aged man, the Young Mountain Master.

Beside him was Master Qiu, as well as several elders whose aura was not weaker than the Black Poison Saint King.

Swish... swish... swish...

A group of Late Stage Saint King Realm experts and even stronger masters, their speed was naturally extremely fast.

Xiao Yi and Qing Lin could not escape the oppressive powerful aura, having already been surrounded.

"You two little thieves certainly run fast." The Black Poison Saint King sneered.

"Hand over the Mid-grade Spirit Vein, and I'll give you a quick death." The Young Mountain Master mocked.

"What? Mid-grade Spirit Vein?" The old man of the Cloud River Region nearby changed his expression.

"Hmm?" The Young Mountain Master looked at the old man, "Don't listen to things you shouldn't; don't say things you shouldn't, understood?"

"Yes." The old man, being at the Sixth Layer of the Saint King Realm, quickly responded respectfully.

"Hmm." The Young Mountain Master nodded, "Rest assured, it was thanks to you blocking these two thieves for so long that we caught up."

"The conditions my Heavenly King Mountain offered are still valid."

"This Cloud River Region is too weak; if you're willing, you can follow me back to Heavenly King Mountain later and join our sect."

"Uh... this..." The old man's expression changed, but he still nodded, "Thank you, Young Mountain Master."

The old man knew well that the Young Mountain Master's words sounded pleasant, but it was a way to bind him after hearing what he shouldn't have.

However, as the Young Mountain Master said, the Cloud River Region was indeed too weak; even if he was a top-notch expert there, he was nothing compared to surrounding regions.

Being able to join an overlord force like Heavenly King Mountain might be a better choice.

The Young Mountain Master gave the old man a satisfied look, then turned his gaze back to Xiao Yi and Qing Lin.

"Don't hope for any luck, you can't escape."

"My patience is limited, hand over the Mid-grade Spirit Vein obediently, and I can ensure you a swift end."

"Otherwise, you know well the methods of the Black Poison Saint King."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yi and Qing Lin's faces turned grim.

"As expected." Xiao Yi thought to himself.

The people of Heavenly King Mountain indeed discovered that the formation barrier hid Mid-grade Spirit Veins.

"Damn it." Qing Lin beside him looked icy cold.

They both clearly underestimated the speed of a group of Late Stage Saint King Realm powerhouses.

"What do we do?" Qing Lin asked in a low voice.

"What do you think?" Xiao Yi replied, his expression cold.

"Do we have any other options than to fight?" Qing Lin suddenly showed a playful smile.

"Then why ask." Xiao Yi coldly smiled, "Let's fight to our hearts' content."

"But." Xiao Yi suddenly paused, "After fighting to our hearts' content, we'll stop."

"What?" Qing Lin frowned, "What do you mean?"

Xiao Yi squinted his eyes, "I mean, find a chance to escape."

"Leave this to me."

"Most likely, I can stall them."

A confident smile crossed Xiao Yi's lips.

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First update.