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The Heaven Severing Sword directly pierced through the stomach of that Martial Emperor cultivator.

Dharma cultivators did not have a strong physical body unless they advanced to the Martial Saint Realm. Otherwise, even if they were the Martial Imperial Realm cultivators, their physical body defense would not be as strong as that of the Martial King Realm cultivators.

Thus, Chen Yao first attacked the members of the Dharma Idol.

Moreover, his primary target was not Feng Jing Tian, who was at the Saint realm. Saint realm experts were truly too powerful, so Chen Yao didn't dare to be careless.

Summoning the Purple Dragon Divine Soul, Chen Yao only wanted to delay the time and allow himself enough time to recover from his injuries. In that quarter-hour, he was doing his best to restore his injuries with chaotic energy.

His real target was these Martial Ancestor Realm experts of the Martial Ancestor Sect.

Just now, these people had suffered heavy injuries in the sea of thunder and lightning. Now, all of their combat strengths had been reduced by a lot. It was truly a good time for him to kill them.

After destroying the Martial Ancestor Realm expert's Dantian with a single slash, Chen Yao's body moved. Sword light flashed on the scene and a stream of blood shot out. The head of another Martial Ancestor Realm expert fell to the ground.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.

One after another, another three warriors of the Royal Martial Realm died to Chen Yao's sword.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yao's swordplay was so fast that it left everyone speechless.

Close combat was a nightmare for a Dharma cultivator.

Only at this moment did the experts from the Magic Sect and the Martial Ancestor Sect regain their wits.

"Everyone attack."

In a split-second, everyone started attacking Chen Yao. However, Chen Yao's figure flashed as he received the news from where he was standing.

"Rumble."

Chen Yao had disappeared, but the experts of the Martial Ancestor Sect had suffered a calamity.

Chen Yao was alone. He was not afraid of being alone. However, the members of the Martial Ancestor Realm stood side by side. All of their attacks landed on each other's bodies.

All sorts of magic techniques and martial skills were being used.

After a few breaths of time, more than a dozen people in the Emperor Martial Realm had already died in the hands of their own people.

"Damn it! Everyone, let's disperse!"

The half Saint realm expert from the Magic Sect, Wu Bei, was the first to react as he explosively retreated. The rest of the people also regained their wits and scattered in all directions.

Although the chaotic battle just now had killed more than a dozen experts of the Emperor Martial Realm, how could Chen Yao be satisfied with just that?

Since the opponent wanted to kill him, how could he let them go so easily?

Today, none of the people from the Martial Organization who wanted to kill him could survive.

"Pull it out."

There was a Martial Ancestor Realm cultivator at the peak of the Martial Saint Realm who was heavily injured.

Take your life while you're sick.

Chen Yao immediately unleashed a hundred Sword Drawing Arts, superimposing them.

After all, he was a person who was at the peak of the Emperor Martial Realm. Even though he was heavily injured, he still had the strength to fight.

"Shocking Waves Fist."

The expert at the peak of the Royal Martial Realm threw a punch at Chen Yao.

His fist was magnified infinitely, and the force was growing stronger and stronger. This punch alone was enough to shatter a mountain.

But it was a pity.

"Swish." With a sound, the Sword Qi of the Heaven Severing Sword split his fist into two, and then his entire body was also split into two.

"Bam." With a sound, both halves of his body turned into a ball of bloody mist and disappeared into the air.

When Chen Yao was at the peak of the Genuine Force, he could kill an early stage martial artist in one move. Now that he had already advanced to the martial king stage, he naturally had the strength to fight against a high stage martial artist of the martial arts realm.

Although that Martial Ancestor Realm expert's cultivation was at the peak of the Martial Emperor Realm, he was already heavily injured and his battle power was almost the same as an ordinary Martial Emperor Realm expert's.

Right now, he was undoubtedly at his peak condition. However, all the experts of the Martial Ancestor Sect were injured and unable to display their full strength, so who could possibly stop Chen Yao?

"Today, no one should even think about living."

Chen Yao shouted in anger and charged into the crowd. Normally, those in the Emperor Martial Realm would be high up in the sky and invincible throughout the world. However, at this moment, they were like radishes under Chen Yao's hands.

Even if they were to use it right now, while harming Chen Yao, it would also harm their own people. So, while they might be a bit hesitant, Chen Yao did not care. As long as there was someone in front of him, he would take out his sword and slash.

One after another, Martial Emperors fell from the sky. Yes, half of the Martial Ancestor Realm's experts had died.

However, Chen Yao only suffered some minor injuries. Under the effect of the fusion elemental energy, Chen Yao was almost always at his peak condition.

Back then, when Luo Jianxin had killed everyone in the sword faction with his cultivation at the Martial Emperor realm, it had caused a river of blood to flow. And today, Chen Yao had killed nearly forty people at the Martial Emperor realm with his cultivation at the initial Martial King realm.

Although those people were already heavily injured before, they were, after all, true Emperor level experts.

The name of Sword Demon had long fallen upon Chen Yao during the battle in the Broken Sword City. However, because Chen Yao had a murderous intent in his heart, his reputation didn't live up to its expectations.

However, today, Chen Yao had killed so many Martial Emperors. The name of Sword Demon would spread throughout the Divine Lands.

Everyone firmly believed that if Chen Yao could survive, his future achievements would only be higher than the sword faction's founder, Jiu Xiao.

"Chen Yao, this old man will definitely kill you."

At this moment, Feng Jing Tian, who was fighting the Purple Dragon, glanced over and saw the Martial Ancestor Sect's experts falling under Chen Yao's sword. He gritted his teeth in hatred.

However, he was restrained by the purple dragon, making it difficult for him to deal with Chen Yao.

He had brought these people along with him. He was an expert of the Sacred Martial Realm, and to deal with a Sword Cultivator whose cultivation was only at the initial Martial King realm, how could he face others in the future when he was in such a sorry state and had lost so many Martial King experts?

Originally, he didn't need to take any action to kill Chen Yao. After all, he was an expert of the Saint realm. Even if he killed Chen Yao, it wouldn't be an impressive feat.

His own existence was only there to intimidate the sword faction and prevent the sword faction from interfering.

Or it could be said that he would have to wait for Chen Yao to unleash his murderous intent before he could take action. However, Chen Yao's lack of desire to kill had turned the tables on the entire situation.

They couldn't steal a chicken but could still steal a rice. With so many of the Royal Martial Realm experts dying under Chen Yao's watch, to Feng Jing Tian, this was an undisguised slap to the face of the entire sword faction.

"Junior brother, do you really need me to fight against a little boy who has just entered the King's realm?"

A domineering and furious voice resounded from the horizon.

An expert of the Saint realm was not weak when compared to Feng Jing Tian.

The Magic Sect truly wanted Chen Yao's life. Two Martial Saint Experts, even Jian Yu was in a bit of a dilemma, not to mention Chen Yao, who was only at the Martial King realm.

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