Soul Emperor Martial God

Bing Chengtian released a palm strike, his hand emanating a surging momentum that was stunningly powerful.

Xiao Yi's pupils shrank as he distinctly felt an astonishing Martial Arts Power from Bing Chengtian's palm.

"Is this the power of thirty percent Martial Arts Power?" Xiao Yi was shocked in his mind.

The Martial Arts Power he controlled was less than five percent.

Already integrated into the Ice Sky Splitting Slash, it possessed such power.

Then, how strong would Bing Chengtian be, controlling thirty percent Martial Arts Power?

Xiao Yi soon received the answer.

The speed of Bing Chengtian's palm strike was extremely fast.

So fast that Xiao Yi could hardly react.

He only had time to barely lift the Blizzard Sword, positioning it in front of him.

Bang, another loud sound erupted.

Xiao Yi, along with his sword, was directly blasted away.

His figure dragged a long snow trail on the ground before it finally came to a reluctant stop.

"Ptui." Xiao Yi violently spat out a mouthful of bloody spittle.

That palm strike had initially been blocked by the Blizzard Sword, reducing some of its force, then hit him, and the Ice Armor managed to block much of its power.

Lastly, the significantly weakened palm force hit his body.

Even so, he had still sustained serious injuries.

"Thirty percent Martial Arts Power is indeed fearsome," Xiao Yi muttered in astonishment.

Bing Chengtian walked slowly towards Xiao Yi, hands behind his back.

Step... Step... Step...

His footsteps made a series of deep sounds as they struck the snowy ground.

Bing Chengtian's face was filled with a hideous and gloomy expression.

"Xiao Yi, you came here specifically to pursue, wishing to snatch back the Ice Heart Holy Fruit," he said.

"But you never imagined, you were merely coming here to die."

"This is what happens to the young and impetuous, who do not know the immensity of heaven and earth."

"Unfortunately, you no longer have a chance."

Bing Chengtian sneered.

Step...

The final step was steady, but the sound it made was the deepest.

He had already reached in front of Xiao Yi, less than a meter away.

His gaze seemed to look at Xiao Yi as if he were an ant about to be crushed.

"You could have escaped the Extreme Cold Rift, could have left on your own, and perhaps saved your life."

"But you stubbornly sought death, bringing trouble to this old man."

"That means you've sought your own death."

Bing Chengtian gave a grim smile, then once again sent out a heavy palm strike.

He cultivated the Cold Ice Dao.

Of course, like the Sword Dao, there are many kinds— Domineering Sword Technique, Fierce Sword Dao, Soft Sword Dao, and so on.

Cold Ice Dao, too, had several types.

He cultivated the Heavy Ice Dao.

Every palm and fist he struck was massively powerful and heavy, like towering ice mountains smashing down.

Ordinary low-grade Primordial Artifacts could be shattered to pieces with a single palm strike from him.

If it weren't for the Ice Armor protecting his body, Xiao Yi's flesh and organs could have been crushed by that palm strike, killing him outright.

And in his current injured state, another palm strike would undoubtedly lead to severe injuries, even end his life.

"Die." Bing Chengtian struck out heavily with his palm, his voice devoid of any vitality.

Xiao Yi squinted his eyes, a surge of momentum suddenly erupted from his body.

A white light abruptly enveloped Xiao Yi.

He heavily chopped down with the Blizzard Sword in his hand.

"Eh?" Bing Chengtian's expression changed; he clearly felt a threat from this momentum.

Bang—a loud sound.

This time, Xiao Yi did not move an inch.

Bing Chengtian, on the other hand, was heavily blasted away by the Blizzard Sword.

"How is this possible, Peak Combat Power of Extreme Realm Third Layer?" Bing Chengtian's face was filled with horror.

Xiao Yi coldly chuckled but said nothing.

Holding the Blizzard Sword, he went straight for Bing Chengtian.

Bing Chengtian's face changed, incredulous; he sent out a palm strike.

But the result was that his palm was instantly penetrated by the Blizzard Sword, blood spilling everywhere.

"It can't be, this is impossible," Bing Chengtian, looking at Xiao Yi enveloped in white light, his eyes filled with shock.

"How could this old man lose to a mere whelp like you."

Bing Chengtian, as if driven mad, his energy surged, and he once again engaged in battle with Xiao Yi.

Bang... Bang... Bang...

The battle erupted, and Bing Chengtian was instantly at a disadvantage, being blasted away time and again.

Xiao Yi coldly chuckled, feeling the terrifying combat power in his body, slightly surprised.

Indeed, he had activated the power of the 'Ice Pattern.'

Embodied by the foundation of Ice Sword Dao and containing power not inferior to the massive Elemental Power of Qi Spring within his body, it was immensely powerful.

Equivalent to the power of 3333 Zhang Qi Spring Elemental Power, it erupted in an instant.

Xiao Yi's combat power had abruptly soared to a terrifying degree.

He couldn't describe the feeling.

All he knew was his body was filled with strength.

The Blizzard Sword in his hand, which he used to find as heavy as Ice Mountain and somewhat strenuous to hold,

now felt as easy to wield as moving his own arm, as if it weighed nothing.

This was the terror of the Ice Venerate Sacred Pattern Technique.

This was the power unleashed by the Ice Patterns formed from over ten thousand jin of Cold Ice Marrow and a copious amount of Ice Sword Dao Power.

Ssh… Ssh… Ssh…

The sounds of swords piercing through flesh resounded.

Bing Chengtian's body was successively pierced by the Blizzard Sword, blood holes appearing one after another.

"I don't believe in such evil," Bing Chengtian shouted loudly.

He waved his heavy palm again and struck out.

Xiao Yi's Blizzard Sword also heavily slashed down.

With a loud bang,

Bing Chengtian's palm emitted a cracking sound.

His arm was already broken.

The next second, his figure was blasted away.

His body hit the ground, causing the ground to continuously shake.

A massive hole appeared before his eyes.

The hole was a hundred meters deep.

With a whoosh,

Bing Chengtian's figure flew out from the hole, in extreme disarray.

His clothes were torn, and blood spewed from his mouth.

Clearly, he was severely injured.

"Boy, you are very strong, but do you think that's enough to deal with me?" Bing Chengtian sneered coldly.

Pride was written all over his face.

"Hmm?" Xiao Yi furrowed his brow.

Bing Chengtian, with a cold proud smile, said, "Boy, I want your life."

The next second, Bing Chengtian's figure flashed, charging straight toward Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi, unafraid, was about to block with his sword but suddenly, his expression changed.

Bing Chengtian's straightforward attacking figure unexpectedly changed direction.

That direction was toward the walls of Cold Ice City.

"Damn, thinking of running?" Xiao Yi coldly shouted, instantly pursuing.

"Stop him for me," Bing Chengtian, not slowing down his escape, shouted without looking back.

The eight men, originally at his side, instantly joined forces to attack Xiao Yi.

"Grand Guardian, escape quickly, you must bring back the Ice Heart Holy Fruit to the Eldest Prince," the eight men shouted, ready to face death.

"Eight Half-step Earth Extremes?" Xiao Yi's expression turned cold.

"Get lost."

With Xiao Yi's current strength, he naturally didn't consider these eight a threat.

With one slash of his sword, he instantly killed all eight.

By this time, Bing Chengtian was about to fly into Cold Ice City.

"Hahahaha." Bing Chengtian laughed loudly while fleeing.

"Xiao Yi, no matter how formidable your combat power,"

"you are a martial artist of the Flame Martial Kingdom. If you dare to kill within the Ice Martial Kingdom, it's tantamount to provoking our entire kingdom."

"You can do nothing to me, hahaha."

It was unexpected that Bing Chengtian could be so cunning and deceitful.

Earlier, his arrogance and confidence were just a pretense for his desire to escape.

His eight subordinates might not defeat Xiao Yi.

But they could delay Xiao Yi for just a split second.

And in that split second, with his strength, he was able to fly back into Cold Ice City.

Within Cold Ice City, he was under the jurisdiction of the Ice Martial Kingdom.

But, at that exact moment, an invisible force suddenly invaded his mind.

His eyes became bewildered.

By the time he regained his senses, a sharp sword had already pierced through his heart.

His eyes widened in disbelief, frustration, and panic.

It must be known that he was already outside the walls of Cold Ice City.

He just needed to reach out to touch the wall.

But now, he had no chance.

"You think I wouldn't dare kill you within the Ice Martial Kingdom? I just didn't want the hassle."

Xiao Yi's voice was cold as the abyss.

His Blizzard Sword heavily pierced through Bing Chengtian's body.

Blood spurted from Bing Chengtian's body.

Above the city wall, a Cold Ice City soldier, initially yelling in alarm, got splashed with blood across his face.

His eyes, filled with horror, stared blankly at the bloody scene less than a meter away from him.

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Second update.