Soul Emperor Martial God

Xiao Yi spoke.

Ye Ming and the others were also shocked.

When they clearly saw the young man in the black robe, astonishment was evident on their faces.

"It really is Zhong Wuyou."

"How has that guy gotten so strong?"

Yui Rulong asked.

They had once been on the Northern Mountain Ranking too.

Naturally, they had seen each other before.

But, it had been two years.

The youthful look once on Zhong Wuyou's face was long gone.

It was replaced by maturity and a slight trace of hardship.

One must remember, he was once the youngest among the top ten on the Northern Mountain Ranking.

Now, he was only 20 years old.

On the other side, on the battlefield.

The situation for the Sword Master's team was becoming increasingly dire.

Jie Mo was a Sixth-grade Early Stage Pharmacist but quite capable.

His Cultivation was at the Earth Origin First Layer.

The Fire Demon Tiger Martial Soul was extremely formidable.

Meteor Sword Master was also at the Earth Origin First Layer.

Moreover, his swordsmanship was extremely powerful.

Fast as a meteor, quick and fierce.

Each sword strike was impermeable.

The two, locked in a stalemate, could do nothing to each other.

However, Zhong Wuyou, dealing with the Fierce Tiger Sword Master and Wanshan Sword Master.

Was completely overpowering them.

Nearly two thousand Martial Artists were assaulting over a hundred Sword Sect disciples.

The encirclement was rapidly shrinking.

Even some disciples had their sword points taken.

Obviously, a total defeat was only a matter of time.

After all, among those two thousand Martial Artists, there were likewise many strong fighters.

Northern Mountain County had Zhong Wuyou.

Xingmo County had Jie Mo.

Other counties also had such geniuses.

Just those above Mystic Breakthrough Fifth Layer alone counted no less than a dozen.

Seeing this, Meteor Sword Master felt extremely anxious.

"Damn, had I known, I would have kept the Northern Mountain Sword Master with us earlier."

He did not believe that Xiao Yi could handle the cold-faced youth in front of him, or the black-robed youth in the distance.

But, he could have eased the pressure on the other Sword Sect disciples.

Across the field, Jie Mo, evidently hearing Meteor Sword Master's words.

"Northern Mountain Sword Master?" as Jie Mo summoned an illusion of the Fire Demon Tiger, he spoke.

"Oh, that's the county of Purple Flame."

"Heh, I always hear you say that it's the weakest county."

"But, I don't believe a county that produced a Supreme Genius like Purple Flame could be weak."

"You people are short-sighted and very proud."

"If I, Jie Mo, lose to you today, consider me incompetent."

Having said that, the Fire Demon Tiger Martial Soul was already formed, increasing his offensive.

On the other side, Zhong Wuyou also had a similar look of disdain.

"A bunch of losers."

"How dare you belittle Northern Mountain County?"

Zhong Wuyou seemed to particularly care about Wanshan Sword Master.

Of the three Tree Giants, two were attacking him.

"If Purple Flame were here, you would have already been dead."

Wanshan Sword Master's sword swung out.

A huge mountain appeared out of thin air.

"Mountain Sword."

The huge mountain managed to barely push back a Tree Giant.

"Hmph," Wanshan Sword Master snorted coldly.

"Purple Flame Yi Xiao? What is that?"

"Always wearing a mask, hiding his head but revealing his tail, can't show his face."

"Just a pitiful guy."

"You're courting death." A murderous intent flashed across Zhong Wuyou's face.

As his words fell, the previously controlling Tree Giants, Zhong Wuyou, vanished in a flash.

He disappeared from the spot.

In the next second, when he reappeared.

He was already behind Wanshan Sword Master.

His dagger viciously stabbed.

With a slicing sound, a crimson bloodstain appeared on Wanshan Sword Master's back.

"I've toiled in cultivation for two years, wandering everywhere, enduring hardships."

"To achieve today's Cultivation."

Speaking coldly, Zhong Wuyou's figure flashed again.

With a slash of his dagger, another bloodstain appeared on Wanshan Sword Master's arm.

"I only wish to find Purple Flame and see who is stronger."

"Is he also someone you dare to slander?"

After speaking, Zhong Wuyou slashed again with his dagger.

Another bloodstain appeared on Wanshan Sword Master.

"The only genius I regard as worthy is solely Purple Flame."

These were Zhong Wuyou's final words.

His dagger had already viciously stabbed into Wanshan Sword Master's chest.

From start to finish, Wanshan Sword Master was passively beaten.

He couldn't react at all.

He only knew, with each cold sentence that hit his ears.

A new bloodstain appeared on his body.

But, in that critical moment when the dagger threatened his life, his body instinctively reacted.

"Thick Mountain Body."

Wanshan Sword Master's body suddenly became as solid as a rock.

Zhong Wuyou's dagger, though it stabbed him.

Failed to hit a vital spot.

"What a weird, frightening assassination technique," Wanshan Sword Master gasped in cold air.

His forehead already dripping with cold sweat.

Had he not reacted quickly, he would have already died.

And at that moment, Zhong Wuyou had already disappeared far away.

Wanshan Sword Master didn't even get a chance to counterattack.

...

Meanwhile, Xiao Yi and others observing the battle.

"That Wanshan Sword Master is just too mouthy," Yui Rulong said.

"Deserves to be taught a lesson."

"This battle, the Sword Master's team is doomed."

"Not necessarily," Xiao Yi shook his head.

"Huh?" Everyone looked at Xiao Yi with curiosity.

Xiao Yi did not answer.

...

On the battlefield.

The Wanshan Sword Master suddenly shouted, "Fierce Tiger Sword Master."

"I've realized that this guy, although he uses tricky methods,"

"doesn't possess any high-level martial arts."

"With the prestigious techniques from our master, we can exhaust him to death."

"Oh?" The Fierce Tiger Sword Master's eyes lit up instantly.

The Wanshan Sword Master took the lead and struck with all his might.

"Wanshan Sword Seal."

Wanshan Sword Seal, a peak Earth-rank martial technique.

Acquired from the full Origin World Stele of the Wanshan County Sky-Splitting Sword Sect.

"Fierce Tiger Sky-Breaking Slash," the Fierce Tiger Sword Master also shouted loudly.

Fierce Tiger Sky-Breaking Slash, a peak Earth-rank martial technique.

Acquired from the full Origin World Stele of the Fierce Tiger Army Sky-Splitting Sword Sect.

Boom... Boom...

Two massive roars.

A towering mountain, like the impress of a divine sword, plummeted heavily.

A terrifying sword qi, like a fierce tiger charging, tore through the sky.

Both attacks instantly shattered three Tree Giants.

Along with them, Zhong Wuyou was also blown away, spitting blood.

"It really worked," the Wanshan Sword Master said with a cold laugh.

"It seems that this guy is just a paper tiger."

"At the very least, he's not from a prestigious background, just a useless fellow from a minor force."

"Quick, let's dispose of him while we have the advantage."

The Wanshan Sword Master shouted and unleashed the Wanshan Sword Seal again.

The Fierce Tiger Sword Master nodded and executed the Fierce Tiger Sky-Breaking Slash again.

"Thinking of disposing of me?" Zhong Wuyou shouted disdainfully.

"The only one qualified to say that is one person."

"You, in my eyes, are no different from trash."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Zhong Wuyou swung his arm, and his aura suddenly changed.

It seemed he had used some secret technique.

In an instant, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy of the entire forest surged toward him.

His aura soared rapidly.

At the same time.

A towering tree erupted from the ground.

Countless roots surrounded an area of several thousand meters.

On the roots, numerous swords were awe-inspiring.

"Die," Zhong Wuyou's face was ferocious.

Countless swords waved, and those roots also carried immense force.

Fast and fierce.

Hiss hiss hiss...

The Wanshan Sword Master and the Fierce Tiger Sword Master were instantly sent flying.

They also bore several bloody marks.

"Pugh," the Wanshan Sword Master suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and exclaimed in shock, "Has this guy gone mad?"

"Manipulating all the forces of such a vast forest, it's not something he can withstand."

The Fierce Tiger Sword Master also spit out a mouthful of blood, saying, "Don't confront him head-on."

"He's on a path to his death; he won't last much longer."

"We just need to drag things out."

Swish swish swish...

The roots attacked again, and both men were sent flying again, looking extremely wretched.

But obviously, Zhong Wuyou was also in a bad way.

Veins were bulging on his body, and his face was pained.

Minutes later.

The Fierce Tiger Sword Master and the Wanshan Sword Master were already badly injured.

"This maniac, if this continues, he'll die first," the Wanshan Sword Master said with a sneer.

The Fierce Tiger Sword Master wiped the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth, grumbling resentfully.

"Wanshan Sword Master, this is the weakest martial artist of the weakest county you mentioned."

"Shit, the ones coming out of this county are all freaking madmen."

The Fierce Tiger Sword Master was driven to curse.

Minutes later again.

The Fierce Tiger Sword Master and the Wanshan Sword Master were nearly at their limits.

But Zhong Wuyou already had blood seeping from his skin constantly.

Whoosh, suddenly, Zhong Wuyou's figure flashed.

When he reappeared, he was behind the Wanshan Sword Master.

The dagger mercilessly stabbed.

The Wanshan Sword Master narrowly avoided it.

But immediately, his Sword Master Token was seized by Zhong Wuyou.

Zhong Wuyou took all the sword points inside it.

"Return my sword points!" The Wanshan Sword Master's face changed.

"Ha ha ha ha," Zhong Wuyou laughed twice, disappearing from the spot.

But his laughter was clearly mixed with gulps of fresh blood.

"Die for me," Zhong Wuyou clenched his fist, and the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy of the entire forest went berserk again.

A towering force appeared out of thin air.

A black menacing giant blade was about to cleave down from the sky.

"We're done," both the Wanshan Sword Master and the Fierce Tiger Sword Master's faces changed drastically.

They clearly felt a threat to their lives from this giant blade.

"Die," Zhong Wuyou's mouth mixed with blood, his complexion deathly pale.

He was about to control the giant blade to fall.

Just at that moment.

A figure, at an extremely fast speed, leaped out from the shadows.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

The speed of the figure reached the extreme.

Just before the giant blade fell, he reached Zhong Wuyou.

It was Xiao Yi.

"Enough," Xiao Yi said solemnly, "To face two Earth Origin Realm Sword Masters alone, and push them to this extent."

"You've already done incredibly well."

"This blade falls, and they will die, but you will also die from the backlash."

"No," Zhong Wuyou shook his head feebly.

"You're the Northern Mountain Sword Master, right? Step aside, don't stop me."

"I must defeat them, I must enter the Sword Sect."

"Before I meet Purple Flame, I will not be defeated, will not lose."

"Purple Flame, undefeated; I, Zhong Wuyou, cannot be lesser."

Xiao Yi shook his head, "Give it up."

"No," Zhong Wuyou shouted, blood flowing freely from his mouth.

Xiao Yi said solemnly, "Trust me, Yi Xiao looks forward to battling you."

"But, the prerequisite is you're still alive to meet him."

With that, Xiao Yi struck down with a heavy hand chop.

He forcefully knocked Zhong Wuyou unconscious.

The menacing giant blade in the sky also instantly dispersed.

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Fifth update.