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The sword faction people looked at the figure that had pierced through the defense formation of the Servant Peak and shattered the Sword Rankings' competition arena as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Chen Yao?"

When the crowd saw that figure, they all cried out in alarm.

No one had expected Chen Yao to suddenly appear here, not to mention in such a manner.

The ordinary disciples of the Sword Sect only knew that Chen Yao was brought back to the city of bliss by the monks of the Zen Temple in the Western Heart Temple, but they didn't know that Chen Yao had returned to the sect, that he had met the expert of the Everlasting Demon Sect, Chu Yicheng, and his meridians had been crippled. Thus, when Chen Yao appeared in front of their eyes, they were in a state of deep shock.

The scene of Chen Yao killing the disciples of both the Martial Ancestor Realm and the Law Sect was deeply imprinted in the hearts of these disciples. It would never be erased.

Although Chen Yao's anger of becoming a devil was too bloody and terrifying, that method, that grandeur, made him the idol of the Sword Faction disciples.

It was because of Chen Yao that their lives had undergone a tremendous change. Moreover, in order to help He Yuan and Wang Shan, two service disciples who had been injured by the inner sect Liu Family disciples, Chen Yao had even killed a dozen or so inner sect disciples without a care for anything else, making them have a better impression of Chen Yao.

Right now in the sword faction, no matter if it was Great Grandmaster Shu Jian Yu or Sect Master Luo Tian, neither of them were able to completely subdue him. Only Chen Yao could make them willingly go all out with him.

"Chen Yao."

"Chen Yao."

"Long live Chen Yao."

Initially, they thought that Chen Yao would be imprisoned by the old monks of the Zen Temple in the west, thereby missing out on the sword ranking competition. Chen Yao was the only one among them who was qualified to participate in the competition, so if Chen Yao could obtain a place in the top six, then it would encourage these service disciples to have more confidence in cultivating.

When the service disciples, who were already in a state of despair, saw Chen Yao suddenly appear here as if he was a guest from beyond the heavens, moreover in such a grand and mighty manner, they were extremely happy.

Immediately after, those outer sect disciples and inner sect disciples were affected as well. They started shouting for Chen Yao's sudden appearance. The name Chen Yao kept on bursting out of their mouths and resounded in everyone's ears.

Chen Yao's strength was extraordinary, and he was courageous and courageous. His sword sect's nemesis, the Boundless Demon Sect, had lost many experts at his hands. In addition, during the battle in the Broken Sword City, there were also Saint deaths in Chen Yao's hands.

These disciples also felt proud and proud, thus, unknowingly, Chen Yao had already become the sword faction's younger generation's idol.

Their respect towards Chen Yao had already far surpassed the sword faction's so-called ten great swordsmen. The sword faction's number one expert of the younger generation, Chu Tian Ge, was also gradually being forgotten.

As for the upper echelons on the viewing platform, they were even more shocked. One by one, they lost their composure and stood up from their chairs in excitement. One by one, they glared at Chen Yao who had appeared on the arena.

Why would he appear here?

They had seen with their own eyes that in the early morning, Chen Yao's meridians had been shattered by Chu Yidao's shocking attack. Had it not been for a mysterious semi-sage expert, Chen Yao would have already died.

Even if he could save one, with such heavy injuries, without three to five years, how could he recover? Most importantly, the meridians throughout his entire body had been shaken. That meant that even if Chen Yao was able to wake up after three to five years and luckily survive, he would still become a cripple.

However, it had only been a few hours, how could Chen Yao have appeared here safely?

Judging from Chen Yao's appearance, it seemed that his strength had advanced yet again.

Among the Liu Family, the Liu Family Patriarch, Liu Zhong, had the most ugly expression on his face, as if his father had died. The smile that was still shining on his face just now drooped down. His face was ferocious, and his eyes were filled with killing intent.

The good man glanced at each other. They all murmured in their hearts.

"There's no problem if his dantian is crippled or if his meridians are broken. Is this kid an indestructible cockroach?"

Some people were worried, while others were happy.

Luo Tian's face was still cloudy just a moment ago, but now the sun had risen.

The fact that Chen Yao was able to appear here meant that Sudan's Gold Needle Pulse Expansion Secret Technique had succeeded on Chen Yao's body. Chen Yao's strength had improved by a lot, and it would be of unimaginable benefit to his future growth.

The hope for a revival of the sword faction was even greater.

However, at this moment, Chen Yao was still in a somewhat strange state.

His entire body was wrapped in a mass of rich, fiery spiritual energy. The scorching temperature caused everything within a few dozen feet to be reduced to ruins, and a faint golden luster began to radiate from his bones.

This state lasted for a few more breaths of time before the golden light disappeared, and all the burning fire energy was absorbed into his body.

The abundance of spiritual energy in a Grade 8 Elixir was hard to imagine. Although Chen Yao had already stored a massive amount of spiritual energy into his dantian, and his meridians had been expanded to nearly a hundred times their normal size, there was still a surplus of energy rushing around in his body.

"You dare to block my sword?"

Just now, Chen Yao had suddenly descended from the skies. Even though the Heaven stage defensive formation had reduced part of Chen Yao's strength, he had still been able to shatter half of the arena's arena area.

The fifty competitors currently participating in the competition were all carefully selected by the sword faction.

It could be said that he was one in a million.

Other than a girl called Bai Xu and two inner disciples who were lucky enough to get into the top 50 ranks, the rest of them were all true disciples, and most of them were veterans.

At this moment, only two or three people were at the Genuine Force stage. The rest were all at the King's Realm.

A cultivator that had just entered the Genuine Force actually dared to ask such a question?

Did he think that he was the sword-demon that slaughtered Saints like dogs in the Broken Sword City? Don't tease me.

When Chen Yao asked this question, everyone present was startled for a moment. Immediately after, they all shook their heads. Chen Yao was truly too arrogant. This was truly against his idol's temperament.

However, at the very next moment, when Chen Yao pulled out his sword, the faces of everyone present, whether they were smiles of regret or ridicule, froze. In an extremely quick moment, they turned into looks of shock and fear.

"Pull it out."

Chen Yao's current state of mind was still unclear. However, he was very clear that if he was unable to release the energy that he could no longer tolerate, rampaging about within his body, his body would explode and he would die.

As a result, he subconsciously performed the Sword Drawing Arts.

Using the leftover spirit energy of a Grade Eight Spirit Medicine as a source of energy, the ten Sword Drawing Arts combined together and unleashed without holding back.

A fiery red sword shadow was like a mountain as it chopped down towards the dozens of people in the ring.