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Although Chen Yao would have to pay quite a heavy price for the combination of three hundred Sword Drawing Arts and a genuine Saint-rank sword skill, it would at the same time produce a tremendous amount of power.

A strong and wild sword qi shot towards Feng Jing Tian.

Looking at the sword qi, a sliver of surprise flashed across Chu Tian's eyes.

"Is this kid really just a cultivator that had just entered the Martial King realm?"

Feng Jing Tian couldn't help but underestimate it.

However, he was, after all, one of the strongest people in the world and a true Saint realm expert. So, when facing that strike, he still had some confidence and would not run away.

"Whirlwind."

Feng Jing Tian had wind attributed spiritual roots and cultivated wind attributed spells.

He performed a few incantations, and a whirlpool of violent wind appeared before him.

Like a tornado drill, the tip of the tornado was aimed at Chen Yao, sweeping toward him.

BOOM!

The whirlwind collided with the violent sword qi.

The sword qi and the whirlwind were shattered at the same time.

The moment the sword energy shattered, blood spurted out from Chen Yao's mouth. Like a kite with its string cut, he plummeted downwards.

BOOM!

Chen Yao's body actually caused a small mountain to collapse. However, Chen Yao's figure quickly rose up from the smoke and dust into the sky.

"Heavens, Chen Yao is really going against the heavens. He actually used his cultivation of the King's realm to withstand the attacks of a Saint realm expert from the sect without dying?" And it seems to be maintaining its battle power. "

"Not only did he not die just now. Did you not see that even though Chen Yao was at a disadvantage, his sword attack was able to push Feng Jing Tian back a step?"

"Feng Jing Tian has entered the Martial Saint Realm for over a hundred years. He should be very familiar with the control of the strength of the Martial Saint Realm. However, he was repelled by Chen Yao."

"Heavens, even an expert of the Emperor Martial Realm should be instantly killed by a Saint realm expert. Chen Yao, a King's realm cultivator, can actually fight back against him?" "In my opinion, it's not that Chen Yao is too strong, it's just that Feng Jing Tian is too weak."

"Just from that sword strike just now, whether Feng Jing Tian won or lost, he would become a joke in the cultivation world. He would become the stepping stone for Chen Yao's fame."

"..."

Everyone looked to Chen Yao as if they were looking at a devil. Chen Yao's strength was truly much more powerful than they had imagined.

When Luo Tian saw this, the regret in his eyes grew even more obvious.

Jian Yu looked at Luo Tian in disappointment, but didn't say a word.

Luo Tian had truly disappointed him this time.

Perhaps Luo Tian had already been secretly nurturing Chu Tian. Luo Tian had even hidden this matter from him, and Chen Yao was a stepping stone for Chu Tian.

The sword rain really did not want to say a word to Luo Tian.

Feng Jing Tian's expression became extremely ugly as he listened to the crowd's discussion. This time, he had lost a lot of face.

He should have killed Chen Yao in a single move, but he was actually pushed back by Chen Yao?

This was a slap to the face.

Feng Jing Tian said as he looked at Chen Yao with a flustered and exasperated expression.

"Kid, if I don't kill you today, I swear I won't be a human."

"Wind and Rain Secret Art."

Feng Jing Tian's hands constantly formed seals with complex and profound techniques. As he moved, the environment of this world began to undergo an extremely obvious change.

The white sky was once again obscured by dark clouds, and a violent gale began to blow.

A storm was brewing.

"Die for me."

Feng Jing Tian suddenly shouted. It was as if the sky had exploded into a thunderclap.

After that, a dense rain began to fall toward Chen Yao. Violent winds began to blow towards Chen Yao.

"Chen Yao, be careful."

At this moment, the voice of the Sword Spirit resounded in Chen Yao's mind. The Sword Spirit would only appear when Chen Yao encountered a life and death crisis. If he was to inform Chen Yao now, it would mean that Chen Yao had encountered a very dangerous situation.

"Why?"

A trace of doubt flashed through Chen Yao's eyes.

At this moment, this place is equivalent to a barrier set up by Feng Jing Tian. These raindrops are all formed from his consciousness, and Saint realm experts, especially those who cultivate magic, have extremely powerful psychokinesis. If these raindrops enter your body, your mind will most likely be controlled by him.

Each and every one of these wind blades are not inferior to individual high-rank Heaven Ranked martial skills, and are extremely dense. Be careful when dealing with them, and if it is absolutely necessary, I will help you out, but the price is too big. If I help out, with your current cultivation, your life will at most be less than a year.

Hearing what the Sword Spirit said, Chen Yao was startled. This old fellow was truly that powerful.

However, a trace of light flashed in his eyes.

Were these raindrops the manifestation of that old man's divine sense? What if he were to be contaminated, would he be able to invade his sea of consciousness?

Yes, the strength of his body, the techniques of the sword, the state of mind in the martial way, and even his cultivation level were not too great. However, the only thing was his spiritual will; if the Chaos sword seed did not help him, his spiritual sense would be very ordinary.

If he could forcefully absorb this old man's psychokinesis, or these raindrops, would he benefit greatly?

Even though this old man's psychokinesis would invade his sea of consciousness and turn him into a fool.

However, with the existence of the cauldron in his sea of consciousness, Chen Yao didn't believe that this old fellow could be as powerful as the cauldron!

The Divine Hell Cauldron had already acknowledged him as its master. As long as someone tried to attack his sea of consciousness, the Divine Hell Cauldron would definitely retaliate.

However, this had always been a gamble. If an accident occurred, he would be doomed.

Thus, Chen Yao did not dare to be careless.

When the torrential rain started to descend on him, he still activated the Black Tortoise Shield and the Sword Armor, unleashing the Unbreakable Sword Shield as well as his three layers of defense.

When a raindrop fell into his palm, it immediately entered his body.

Chen Yao could even feel that this drop of rainwater was rapidly flowing through his body, attacking his sea of consciousness.

But unfortunately, when this drop of rain reached his Sea of Consciousness, it was immediately taken away by the God Prison Cauldron.

"Sure enough."

A trace of a smile appeared on Chen Yao's face. The Divine Hell Cauldron was indeed able to suppress these psychokinesis raindrops.

He could temporarily suppress the psychokinesis into the cauldron and find a way to fuse it into his psychokinesis.

A Dharma cultivator's psychokinesis was already several times stronger than other types of cultivators. And now, in front of him was a martial arts cultivator of the Saint realm. He had really struck gold this time.

Clang clang.

The berserk wind blades continued to attack Chen Yao nonstop. Traces of blood were already flowing out from the corners of Chen Yao's mouth. However, he was still laughing frantically.

"Old man, aren't you trying to control my mind? I'll give you a hand. "

"Absorb."

Chen Yao silently activated his Attraction Force Great Art. Then, a rain of psychokinesis raindrops fell from the sky. Surprisingly, all of them were like flying needles as they shot toward Chen Yao.

Billions of raindrops gathered at one point, the closer they got to Chen Yao, the more they became like a river.

This river did not wash over Chen Yao. Rather, it directly entered his body.

What the hell was this?

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"How can this be?

Feng Jing Tian felt that his power was gradually weakening.

"My spirit energy is weakening."

Feng Jing Tian panicked. A mage's primary cultivation was psychokinesis. Once his psychokinesis weakened, his realm would fall.

It was not easy to become a Saint. A drop in realm meant that one would never be able to recover from it.

He could not accept such a thing.

Therefore, he didn't have the time to deal with Chen Yao. The first thing he had to do was to recall the psychokinesis raindrops.

"Come back here."

Feng Jing Tian placed his hands in front of his body to form seals, but the spirit energy rain didn't return to his body.

He could clearly feel that Chen Yao seemed to be using some secret method to forcefully absorb his psychokinesis.

The moment this psychokinesis energy entered Chen Yao's body, it was like a mud bull entering the sea without any news. Not only did he manage to control Chen Yao's mind, he even failed to sense the psychokinesis raindrops.

Almost half of his psychokinesis was forcibly snatched away by Chen Yao.

Feng Jing Tian's strength had fallen to the Primary Saint level.

"Chen Yao, I'll kill you!"

Once one reached the Martial Saint Realm and hadn't entered the first level, it would be even harder to climb the heavens. Saints were split into three levels.

Beginner Saint, Intermediate Saint, Advanced Saint, Half-step Divine, God Realm expert.

Life and death were destined to happen, and the pursuit of longevity by humans was originally something that defied the will of the heavens, so it was extremely difficult, especially in the later stages.

Advancing from an Advanced Saint to a Half-step Saint was several times more difficult than advancing from an ordinary person to an Advanced Saint.

At this moment, Feng Jing Tian had fallen from the intermediate Saint level to the primary Saint level. One could imagine the depression and fear in his heart.

"Stop."

Chen Yao was only a cultivator of the King's martial realm. However, at this moment, he was forcing a Saint realm expert to put his life on the line. It was truly inconceivable.

Feng Jing Tian's entire body shot towards Chen Yao. He, who was born with the wind attribute, was so fast that even an expert like the Sword Rain couldn't see him clearly.

With merely a thought, he appeared before Chen Yao.

"Storm Fist!"

Having utilized almost all of his strength, he threw a punch at Chen Yao.

If this went on, Feng Jing Tian had no doubt that his psychokinesis would be absorbed by Chen Yao.

A magic cultivator without psychokinesis was terrifying just by thinking about it.

When he struck out with his fist, his entire fist was covered by a violent wind. His fist was like a drill that was rotating at a high speed as it flew at Chen Yao.

BOOM!

The Black Tortoise Shield in front of Chen Yao let out a violent sound. Yes, the Black Tortoise Shield was very strong, but with Chen Yao's cultivation, it was very difficult for him to perfectly control a holy weapon. Thus, the Black Tortoise Shield was sent flying.

"Bam."

The defense created by the Unbreakable Sword Shield was immediately shattered with a single punch.

"Crunch."

Feng Jing Tian directly punched onto the sword armor. The sword armor was something that belonged to Chen Yao, and he was directly struck by it.

"Ah!"

The sword armor that had just been repaired actually had a hole directly in it. Feng Jing Tian directly punched Chen Yao's left chest.

Chen Yao's body was sent flying.