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In the previous battle with the twelve types of Divine Fiends, Chen Yao had suffered multiple injuries. Although his injuries were not severe, his entire body was covered in blood, and the body of the Heaven Severing Sword was also covered in blood.

The blood man and the snow sword moved forward.

The Sword Sect disciples couldn't help but retreat, opening up a path for Chen Yao.

One by one, the sword faction disciples reported their names, and with complex emotions, they walked in front of Chen Yao and returned to the sword faction.

"Did that damned bastard harm my son?"

Suddenly, a mournful howl came from the field.

A middle-aged man with an aquiline nose was half-kneeling beside Liu Qing.

"It's Liu Qing's father, the outer court's instructor, Liu Baili. It is said that a while ago, he stepped into the King's realm, and although Liu Qing has killed many service disciples, he has lost his beloved son. Liu Baili could have lost his mind and attacked Chen Yao." It's Liu Qing's father, Liu Qing's teacher, Liu Baili, the outer court's instructor, Liu Qing.

"This time, Chen Yao is going to suffer."

Listening to the crowd's discussion, Liu Baili suddenly stood up. The Spiritual Energy in his entire body was stimulated and all the disciples within a circumference of 1000 feet staggered back. The majesty of the King's Realm was not something that the Spirit realm and Qi realm disciples like them could resist.

Of course, there was another person who was standing in the middle of the crowd and not moving at all. He was looking at Liu Baili with a calm expression.

Naturally, it was Chen Yao.

His face was calm and composed.

"You killed my son?"

Liu Baili's hysterical howls were like those of some kind of wild beast.

Chen Yao calmly nodded. With a cold tone, he said, "He deserves to die."

There was not a single extra word. It was simple and clear.

Because Liu Qing did a damn thing, I can only send him to his death. This was originally a reasonable thing, even if it didn't conform with the rules of the sword faction, it was still a later matter. I don't want to think about it, at least right now Chen Yao doesn't have that many thoughts, thinking too much about people.

He only wanted to kill the remaining ten people. No matter who it was, it wouldn't stop him.

"Then you deserve to die too."

Liu Baili naturally knew that Chen Yao had already become the Peak Master of the Servant Peak and was greatly favored by Sect Master Luo Tian and his Martial Ancestor, Uncle Jian Yu. However, so what?

At that moment, Liu Baili had lost his beloved son. He had lost all reason.

He only wanted Chen Yao to die.

The sword at his waist drew a resounding sound as it hacked toward Chen Yao.

From the moment he drew his sword, a violent hurricane appeared on the field.

The surrounding disciples continuously retreated.

Liu Baili's name came from his famous technique, "Hundred Miles Sword Kill."

It could create terrifying sword energy and wind blades within a hundred miles, comparable to medium-grade earth-step weapons.

"..."

Chen Yao wanted to kill someone, but he was blocked by hundreds of sword energy wind blades. Chen Yao was furious.

Chen Yao did not hesitate in the slightest when he was attacked by the terrifying hundreds of sword Qis and wind blades.

"Universe Sword Sheath."

With a wave of his hand, a simple and unadorned small box appeared before him. A thousand low-grade earth-step flying swords swarmed toward the wind blades like a swarm of horde.

"Clang!"

"Crunch."

"..."

The sound of sword energy wind clashing against an Earth Rank flying sword could be heard.

One after another, the wind blades shattered into nothingness.

A wave of fear rose in Liu Baili's heart as he realized that he was unable to mobilize the nearby wind.

The reason was very simple. The Heaven and Earth Sword box would create a barrier that was equivalent to a barrier. The spiritual energy within the barrier was limited, and once the spiritual energy was exhausted, the opponent's spiritual energy would dry up.

When the wind blade energy was completely exhausted, there were still hundreds of Earth-ranked flying swords.

Hundreds of flying swords formed into a sword formation and attacked Liu Baili like leeches.

"Damn it."

Liu Baili raised the cyan sword in his hand and slashed out.

"The sword is divided into rivers and rivers."

The sword was divided into high grade Earth Rank sword skills. They were born from the sacred sword arts, Cloud-Opening Sword.

With a swing of his sword, a strong surge of spiritual energy was triggered.

BOOM!

With a sound, hundreds of flying swords fell at the same time.

Liu Baili was a King's Realm sword cultivator after all. Naturally, when he used a high-grade Earth Rank sword technique, he could break the attack of the Universe Sword Sheath.

Chen Yao was neither shocked nor regretful.

When he was using the Cosmic Sword Sheath, Chen Yao had left a trump card in his hand as he followed behind the thousands of flying swords.

When Liu Baili cut down all the flying swords, Chen Yao's figure immediately appeared.

"Prison Sword Technique."

Chen Yao abruptly brandished his sword.

Liu Baili wanted to retaliate. However, Chen Yao's attack had been too sudden and did not give Liu Baili enough time to react.

Suddenly, thousands of flying swords made of spirit energy condensed in the plaza, enveloping Liu Baili and fiercely piercing down on him.

Of course, this was not the end.

The Prison Sword Technique that Chen Yao displayed was only at the high-grade Earth Rank. It could defeat the Martial King realm's Liu Baili, but it had only defeated Liu Baili.

If Liu Baili didn't give up, even if he lost, he wouldn't be willing to give up.

So this is just the beginning.

After all, the opponent was a Martial King cultivator. He could not give him a chance to react. If the opponent took the initiative, he would die.

"Chen Yao is requesting for everyone to borrow his sword."

Suddenly, hundreds of flying swords left the sword faction disciples' waists and floated in the air. They were densely packed, and the sword qi was extremely oppressive.

"Slash!"

Chen Yao's left hand held his index and middle fingers together and slashed downwards from top to bottom.

All the flying swords dropped down from the sky and pointed straight at Liu Baili.

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

"..."

Every time a flying sword fell, there would be the sound of resistance from the spiritual energy. It was clear that Liu Baili was resisting it.

However, a human's spiritual energy was limited.

He could block one, two hundred, a hundred, but two hundred, three hundred?

Obviously not.

The flying sword continued to descend. Smoke and dust filled the air, and no one could see what was going on.

The dust gradually dispersed.

All of the sword faction disciples sucked in a breath of cold air.

Chen Yao was still standing in the middle of the crowd with a calm expression and a cold tone.

"No one can stop me today."

The silence was eerie. Everyone opened their mouths wide, unable to utter even a single syllable.

The reason for that was because the current Liu Baili was too bedraggled.

Over a dozen flying swords were stuck all over his body, dripping with blood. They were nailed to the ground without moving. Although they were still hanging on to their breaths, they were already on the verge of death.

Was Chen Yao really only in the Spiritual Force?

This was a common question. Liu Baili was a martial king sword cultivator, yet he could not even withstand a few moves from Chen Yao?

It had not been ten minutes since Chen Yao's attack and the end of the battle, had it?

Everyone was shocked speechless. Their emotions were complicated.

"..."

Chen Yao knew very well that before Luo Jianxin's teachings, he would at most be able to fight against warriors of the Genuine Force. However, he did not dare to even think about fighting warriors of the King's Realm, but Luo Jiexin's teachings were very effective.

The rhythm of the battle had always been under Chen Yao's control. This was extremely important to the outcome of the battle.

In this battle, Chen Yao had already held back. Separated to use the Myriad Sword Sect and Prison Sword Technique, he had only borrowed less than a thousand swords. Furthermore, he had controlled the flying sword to take Liu Baili's life at the last moment.

Otherwise, Liu Baili would be a dead man now.

Perhaps previously, there were still people who wanted to stop Chen Yao, but now, everyone had completely given up.

Chen Yao was currently in a furious state, provoking him to become a cripple without dying.

However, at this time, a silver spear shot out from the front of Chen Yao's body.

"How dare you lowly commoner? How dare you stir trouble? You're courting death."

A general that wore silver armor had a dignified expression and an imposing manner.

"High-grade earth-step spear skill!" A trace of seriousness appeared on Chen Yao's face.