Soul Emperor Martial God

The battle had come to a temporary halt here.

Everyone stopped fighting.

That included nearly two thousand Martial Artists and over a hundred Sword Sect disciples.

Everyone understood clearly.

Whether the battle between the two parties had ended or would begin anew.

Who truly won or lost.

The real authority was in the hands of the few in the middle of the battlefield.

The sway of the victory scale also entirely depended on their thoughts.

"Northern Mountain Sword Master," Wanshan Sword Master said coldly.

"It is understandable that you helped that Black Robe guy."

"He is a Martial Artist from your Northern Mountain County."

"But why did you interfere in Jie Mo's issue?"

Now, Wanshan Sword Master, having his Sword Master Token taken by Zhong Wuyou, had already lost all his sword points.

And Zhong Wuyou was protected by Xiao Yi.

He had no way to regain his sword points.

The only option was to target Jie Mo.

Only by taking Jie Mo's sword points,

he could avoid elimination.

He had just spoken.

Everyone present turned their gazes toward Xiao Yi.

The next sentence from Xiao Yi would completely determine the direction of the battle.

Sword Master Xingmo looked on anxiously.

He knew he was only at the Mystic Breakthrough Seventh Layer.

He could not influence the battle at all.

Xiao Yi's position was the key.

Feeling these gazes, Xiao Yi gave a faint smile.

"Ha, Wanshan Sword Master, you seem to have a poor memory," Xiao Yi said teasingly.

"What do you mean?" Wanshan Sword Master asked confusedly.

"I have no personal feelings nor connections with Jie Mo, so naturally, I will not help him," Xiao Yi said with a smile.

As soon as these words came out,

the initially stable situation became tense again quickly.

The nearly two thousand Martial Artists and over a hundred Sword Sect disciples stirred restlessly.

However,

the two thousand Martial Artists had faces ashen, ready to go out fighting.

The hundred plus Sword Sect disciples, however, were filled with joy.

Sword Master Xingmo's expression turned anxious.

Wanshan Sword Master smiled in satisfaction.

Ye Ming, standing beside Xiao Yi, seemed to want to speak but stopped.

Meteor Sword Master and Fierce Tiger Sword Master both sighed in relief at the same time.

As long as the Northern Mountain Sword Master did not help Jie Mo, Jie Mo and his team were bound to lose undoubtedly.

As long as the Northern Mountain Sword Master chose to stand aside.

Fierce Tiger Sword Master and Meteor Sword Master would not have to face each other.

"Northern Mountain Sword Master, this is very good," Wanshan Sword Master said with a laugh.

"Then, please step aside."

"I will capture Jie Mo quickly."

"The sword points of those two thousand scumbags will all belong to us."

Wanshan Sword Master's words fell.

The atmosphere on the battlefield instantly became highly oppressive.

Jie Mo clenched his teeth.

Two thousand Martial Artists tightened their grip on their weapons.

The battle was on the verge of breaking out.

But, seconds later, everyone suddenly frowned.

Because Xiao Yi, standing in front of Jie Mo, didn't move an inch.

"Hmm? Northern Mountain Sword Master, aren't you stepping aside?" Wanshan Sword Master said sternly.

"Heh," Xiao Yi chuckled teasingly, "Wanshan Sword Master, you really have a poor memory."

"Forgot? The same words again."

What exactly did the Northern Mountain Sword Master mean?

Everyone's gaze once again focused on Xiao Yi.

"You can capture Jie Mo, I have no objection," Xiao Yi said indifferently.

"But, what I said and what you said, you surely haven't forgotten, right?"

"Since in your eyes, the Martial Artists of my Northern Mountain County are so incompetent."

"Let me see if you truly qualify."

"To talk about my Northern Mountain County Martial Artists like that."

As soon as his words ended.

Xiao Yi instantly took up his sword and charged.

"You..." Wanshan Sword Master was startled and hastily defended.

With a clang.

Their swords clashed, and Wanshan Sword Master was sent retreating tens of meters.

"Northern Mountain Sword Master, what are you doing?" Meteor Sword Master rebuked sharply, ready to intervene.

Xiao Yi glanced at him coldly, "If Meteor Sword Master wants to intervene, feel free to do so."

"I don't mind taking on two at once."

Having said this, Xiao Yi no longer paid him any attention.

He continued his sword attack towards Wanshan Sword Master.

Meteor Sword Master frowned, glancing at Fierce Tiger Sword Master.

Fierce Tiger Sword Master shook his head.

Meteor Sword Master immediately abandoned the idea of intervening.

He was on good terms with Fierce Tiger Sword Master and naturally gave him face.

But the most important thing was,

he had an intuition that Xiao Yi, the Northern Mountain Sword Master over there, was very strong.

Even if he helped Wanshan Sword Master, he might not win.

After weighing the options, he decided without hesitation not to make a move.

On the other side,

Xiao Yi's sword was domineering and powerful.

Wanshan Sword Master was completely unable to defend himself.

"Sea Covering Slash," Xiao Yi murmured in his heart.

A tide-like sword sound poured forth.

"Wanshan Sword Seal," Wanshan Sword Master bellowed.

A mountain sharp as swords suddenly appeared out of thin air.

However, in the face of the tide-like sword sound, it couldn't last even a second before turning into dust.

Then, the sword sound's momentum continued unabated.

It enveloped Wanshan Sword Master.

Thump...thump...thump...

Wanshan Sword Master's steps were continuously forced back.

Spurt...spurt...spurt...

With each step back, a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed forth.

He took nine steps back and spat out nine mouthfuls of blood.

When he stopped, his face was already pale.

His chest was stained red with blood.

"So powerful," exclaimed the Meteor Sword Master and others watching beside him.

They asked themselves, also as Earth Element First Layer Cultivation.

They could not achieve like Xiao Yi, such an overwhelming victory, crushingly defeating Wanshan Sword Master.

"Northern Mountain Sword Master, you..." Wanshan Sword Master, clutching his chest, forcefully suppressed his injury.

He was already severely injured, even powerless to fight again.

He could only stare angrily at Xiao Yi.

Supported by the power of Ice Mountain Fire Sea, Xiao Yi's combat strength was equivalent to an Earth Element First Layer.

And "Sea Covering Slash," being a martial technique cultivated by Sky-splitting Sword Demon,

was extremely powerful, arguably the strongest among Earth-rank Peak Martial Techniques.

Naturally, it was much stronger than "Wanshan Sword Seal."

It easily caused severe injuries to Wanshan Sword Master.

"Heh," Xiao Yi chuckled coldly.

"It seems, Wanshan Sword Master, that your skill is just so."

"Not qualified to criticize Northern Mountain County Martial Artists."

"Our business here is finished."

"Your grudge with Jie Mo, how you handle it, has nothing to do with me."

Having said this, Xiao Yi turned and returned to Ye Ming and others.

Wanshan Sword Master, on the other hand, harbored resentment, "I am severely injured, powerless to fight."

"What am I to use to confront Jie Mo."

"Spurt." As Wanshan Sword Master spoke, he spat out another mouthful of blood again.

Directly hit by Sea Covering Slash, his injuries were so severe that he could not hope to recover anytime soon.

On the other side,

Xiao Yi appeared deaf to his words.

Instead, Sword Master Xingmo, who originally had a look of urgency, now looked at Xiao Yi with a face full of gratitude.

"Northern Mountain Sword Master, thank you," Sword Master Xingmo bowed slightly.

Ye Ming, who had previously hesitated to speak, also showed a smile.

But his gaze was on Jie Mo.

"Brother Jie Mo, long time no see," Ye Ming bowed his hands.

"The help during the last refining competition, I have always remembered."

"I have yet to express my gratitude."

Jie Mo waved his hand, saying, "Last time's help, Purple Flame gave compensation, no need to thank me."

The two exchanged polite words for a few moments.

On the other side, Wanshan Sword Master overheard their conversation.

"Dammit, dammit," Wanshan Sword Master roared.

"Northern Mountain Sword Master, you only ever intended to help Jie Mo from the start."

"Just looking for an excuse to injure me."

"No need to make excuses anymore."

Xiao Yi shrugged and said, "Wanshan Sword Master, you really are forgetful."

"Forget what I said?"

"What did you say?" At this moment, Wanshan Sword Master felt immense hatred for the word 'forgetful'.

Xiao Yi chuckled teasingly, "I'll repeat it once more."

"I didn't mean that."

"But, I don't mind if you think so."

"You...spurt…" Wanshan Sword Master, though foolish, should now understand.

From the beginning, Northern Mountain Sword Master Xiao Yi was playing him.

Frantic, and already severely injured, he was further provoked.

Violently, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted outright.

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First update.