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"Mu Qianshan, you've lived for so long, are you really so shameless?"

When the pressure from the Saint enveloped Chen Yao, causing him to be unable to move at all, a sword rain suddenly began to rain down.

The Saint's pressure enveloping Chen Yao dissipated, and at this moment, his body was covered in cold sweat.

He was also a Saint realm expert, but this mysterious expert that had yet to show himself was much more oppressive than the pressure Feng Jing Tian gave Chen Yao. Just a single pressure was enough to make him unable to resist.

Could it be that the opponent was the same as Jian Yu, who was already a half-step God Realm expert? It was extremely possible; otherwise, how could there be such a strong pressure?

This Law Protector was definitely going to kill him?

If they didn't die, they didn't die.

Initially, Chen Yao had thought about whether he could try to ease his relationship with Fa Zong because of Mu's song. However, Fa Zong was always so aggressive. Did he really think of himself as a soft persimmon?

He looked into the sky and said.

Humph, even if the Heavenly Emperor himself were to come today, he still wouldn't be able to stop me from killing people. However, it's not in vain for my sect to be known as the number one sect in the Divine Lands. I guess that it's based on the thickness of my skin.

The sky was silent for a few breaths before the voice came again.

"You really can't even get this brat. Do you need me to help you?"

This sentence was directed towards Feng Jing Tian. What Chen Yao said just now was something that the mysterious expert had naturally considered. Otherwise, he would have killed Chen Yao a long time ago instead of taking action now.

Feng Jing Tian immediately replied after hearing the mysterious expert's question.

"Don't get involved, Qian Qian. I can handle this myself. If not, my Magic Sect will become a joke in the cultivation world today."

Feng Jing Tian gritted his teeth …

Next, a green coloured bow and arrow appeared in his hand.

"Divine Wind Bow, Saint artifact?"

Many experts cried out in alarm when they saw the blue bow in Feng Jing Tian's hand. It was the famous Heavenly Wind Bow that was ranked in the top ten of the Saint Artifact Board. It was said that it could kill an expert at the peak of the Martial Imperial Realm with an arrow from far away.

As long as he was hit by the bow and arrow, even if he didn't die, his entire body's strength would be frozen and incomparably powerful.

Losing the blood from the heart could cause a great loss to a cultivator's vitality. If it was any other time, Feng Jing Tian would recover after recuperating for a period of time, but right now, Chen Yao had just absorbed a large amount of psychokinesis. Feng Jing Tian's cultivation had just fallen from the middle stage of the Sacred Martial Realm to the low stage of the Sacred Martial Realm, so losing the blood from the heart would be dangerous for cultivators.

How could Feng Jing Tian not know the price he had to pay to use the Divine Wind Bow at this moment? However, as a powerhouse of the Saint realm, his dignity told him that he had to do this.

If Chen Yao didn't die today, how could he possibly live?

It has developed into this situation today.

Being forced into such a sorry state, even if he managed to kill Chen Yao in the end, the sect wouldn't have too much of a chance. However, if Chen Yao didn't die, then the sect would lose face.

Being disgraced was much better than being disgraced.

The Divine Wind Bow only had a bow and no arrow. A mouthful of blood dripped onto the bow. Feng Jing Tian pulled out the bow and an azure energy arrow appeared on top of it.

"Scram for me."

Feng Jing Tian released his bow. A green energy arrow shot towards Zi Long.

With Feng Jing Tian's cultivation, the power of each arrow from the Sacred Wind Bow was no less than that of an ordinary saint rank martial skill. He shot out three arrows in a row, and that was three saint rank martial skills.

The violet dragon's eyes finally revealed a trace of seriousness.

"Kid, hurry up and kill him. I won't be able to hold him off for too long."

The purple dragon used a secret technique to transmit its voice into Chen Yao's ears.

The reason why Feng Jing Tian didn't hesitate to use the Divine Wind Bow to drop his cultivation was because he wanted to get rid of the Purple Dragon as soon as possible. Otherwise, the Martial Ancestor Realm experts that he had brought out would all remain here.

Even if the Dharma sect was the largest sect in the world of cultivation, from the start of the battle in the Broken Sword City, one third of the Emperor Martial Realm cultivators had died while Chen Yao was injured.

If these people were to all die here this time, then the name of the number one sect in the cultivation world would not live up to its name.

Thus, Chen Yao's aim was to snatch the second away from the needle.

"In that case, I'll go all out as well."

Suddenly, Chen Yao shut his eyes. Then, everyone could feel that the aura emanating from him had started to rise.

Along with Chen Yao's imposing manner, his cultivation level also rose.

"First level of the King's Martial Realm."

"Second level of the King's Martial Realm."

"Third level of the King's Martial Realm."

"Fourth level of the King's Martial Realm."

"..."

"Seventh level of the King's Martial Realm."

In just the time of a single breath, Chen Yao's cultivation had actually risen from the early stage of the Martial King realm to the seventh level of the Martial King realm.

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

When had it become so easy to raise one's cultivation level?

Many people would struggle to advance from the first level of the King's realm to the second level of the King's realm for their entire lives. Even some of the most talented geniuses would need several years to advance from the first level of the King's realm to the seventh level of the King's realm. However, Chen Yao had only used a single breath of time.

Everyone looked at Chen Yao as if they had seen a ghost.

However, Chen Yao was not satisfied.

"Indeed, when one reaches the later stages of cultivation, the amount of energy required to raise their realm will be greater. Also, after going through the expansion of the meridians with the help of the golden needles and the cultivation of the physical body, they will also need a certain amount of energy. So, that's why they advanced to the 7th level of the King realm?"

Some people understood.

"Chen Yao had just absorbed Feng Jing Tian's psychokinesis."

Yes, half of a middle stage Sacred Martial Realm expert's psychokinesis.

The most surprising thing was how could Chen Yao refine all of the psychokinesis in such a short period of time. And the most important thing was that even half of the psychokinesis of a mid-level Saint realm expert was only enough to raise Chen Yao's cultivation from the first level of the King's realm to the seventh level.

How much energy did Chen Yao's body need?

The crowd looked at Chen Yao as if they had seen a ghost. One by one, they subconsciously took a few steps back.

The experts of the Martial Ancestor Realm were already regretting that they had come to cause trouble for Chen Yao. However, it was already too late.

"Now, let me end your lives."

Chen Yao looked at the experts of the Martial Ancestor Sect as if they were dead. His eyes were filled with endless indifference.

"Pull it out."

"Pull it out."

"Pull it out."

The Heaven Severing Sword was constantly being unsheathed from the Sword Sheath before being unsheathed.

Streams of sword Qi shot out in all directions.

One after another, the martial artists were divided into two.

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