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"Boom!"

BOOM!

Two continuous arrows from the Divine Wind Bow shot towards the Purple Dragon. The Purple Dragon's soul was becoming more and more illusory, and at any moment, its soul could also be destroyed.

His soul had been destroyed?

Looking at the last arrow, the purple thunder dragon's eyes flashed with determination.

"Even if this noble one dies today, I will die together with you."

The Purple Dragon swung its huge tail and smashed it towards Feng Jing Tian.

BOOM!

Just when the last arrow shot by Feng Jing Tian was about to destroy the Purple Dragon Divine Soul, the arrow was suddenly destroyed by a sword energy. Chen Yao's figure appeared before the Purple Dragon.

Chen Yao blocked the arrow.

Chen Yao only suffered light injuries after killing so many people in the Emperor martial realm. However, in order to block the attack of the Divine Wind Bow, not only did Chen Yao use the 300 Sword Drawing Arts to the limit, which combined together, caused him to suffer a certain degree of backlash, and he was even forced back nearly several thousand feet because he withstood the power of the arrow.

The hand he used to wield the Heaven Severing Sword trembled incessantly.

"This Divine Wind Bow is not bad. I want it."

Chen Yao looked at the Divine Wind Bow in Feng Jing Tian's hand. His eyes revealed an expression that he was determined to get it. No one would think that there were too many good things.

Feng Jing Tian looked at Chen Yao with a serious expression.

Chen Yao had actually used his own strength to block the Divine Wind Bow's attack. He was very clear on the fact that that sword strike just now was something that even many peak level martial artists might not have been able to block.

However, Chen Yao had blocked it with his cultivation at the first level of the King's realm.

No, that's not right. With the cultivation of the 7th level of the King's realm, Feng Jing Tian was sweating profusely when he thought about the scene of Chen Yao raising his cultivation.

He was already an expert of the Saint realm, so he naturally knew how difficult it was to cultivate and raise his level. However, Chen Yao had just increased his level, seven levels in a row. It was truly terrifying.

Even if Chen Yao absorbed half of his psychokinesis, how could he refine all of it in such a short period of time?

Monster, monster.

Today, Chen Yao would definitely die here. Otherwise, when Chen Yao grew up in the future, it was very possible that the Guardian Sect would be destroyed by Chen Yao.

He looked at Chen Yao with murderous intent.

"You want the Divine Wind Bow? "Then you have to be alive."

Chen Yao snorted disdainfully and didn't continue to answer Feng Jing Tian. Instead, he turned around to look at Zi Long.

"How is it?"

Zi Long gave Chen Yao a deep look.

"And here I thought you were going to kill me with red eyes and ignore my life or death. If you hadn't made a move just now, I would have truly lost all of my soul."

The rumors about the secret technique of the Purple Dragon were only heard by Chen Yao and him. His tone was filled with gratitude towards Chen Yao, and his impression of Chen Yao had also increased by a lot.

Chen Yao replied.

"You've surprised me as well. You're really willing to let me go all out."

Zi Long scoffed.

"It's not that I want to risk my life for you, but that my Dragon clan has never made a promise. Since I've already agreed to the Promise of Ten Years with you, I will naturally help you with everything I have."

Chen Yao nodded.

"I, Chen Yao, will remember this favor. Relax, ten years later, I will let your soul leave on its own. Now, return to the sea of thunder and lightning to heal your injuries. Leave the rest to me."

"Can you do it?"

The eyes that Zi Long used to look at Chen Yao were filled with distrust.

Chen Yao shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

"Actually, I want to hide it. I'll leave everything to you, but do we have a choice?"

The Violet Dragon was silent for a moment, then vanished.

At the same time, the lightning in this world disappeared simultaneously. A purple hairpin shot toward Chen Yao and entered his body.

Chen Yao straightened his heavily injured body and looked at the scattered Martial Ancestor Realm experts. He felt somewhat regretful that he had wanted to kill all of them, but unfortunately, because he wanted to save the purple dragon, he allowed six or seven Martial Ancestor Realm experts to slip away. However, there was still a long way to go before he raised the Heaven Severing Sword in his hand and spoke to Feng Jing Tian.

"One sword. Kill you."

Such arrogant words.

"Hahaha."

Feng Jing Tian was surprised at first, but then he burst out laughing.

"Kill me with one sword strike, what makes you think you can kill me with one sword strike?"

Indeed, Chen Yao's words made Feng Jing Tian laugh.

In the distance, Jian Yu's expression became serious. She had some understanding of Chen Yao. Since Chen Yao had repeatedly said that he would kill Feng Jing Tian, then Feng Jing Tian would definitely die today.

But what trump card did Chen Yao have?

The sword rain stared fixedly at Chen Yao. Chen Yao was truly unfathomable.

The Nurturing sword sheath appeared in Chen Yao's hand, and the Heaven Severing Sword was inserted into it.

Chen Yao closed his eyes.

"Have you given up already?"

Looking at Chen Yao's expression, Feng Jing Tian felt that it was a little funny. He was laughing at him. What was he afraid of? Right now, Chen Yao was severely injured. In order to block that arrow, all the Profound Qi in his body had been completely exhausted. Then, how could he fight against him?

If things get out of hand later, he could resolve it himself.

"Die for me."

Feng Jing Tian once again pulled out his Divine Wind Bow and shot an arrow at Chen Yao.

A green coloured sharp arrow rapidly shot towards Chen Yao like a meteor.

"It's your turn."

When the green arrow was less than a hundred meters away from Chen Yao, Chen Yao, who had his eyes tightly shut the entire time, suddenly opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, his pupils turned blue, while his silver hair immediately became a dried-up white.

He seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.

However, his aura instantly rose to a terrifying level.

"Pull it out."

A total of five hundred sets of Sword Drawing Arts gathered together as Chen Yao raised his Heaven Severing Sword high up in the air, flying towards Feng Jing Tian.

BOOM!

That enormous green coloured arrow was incomparably powerful. However, before Chen Yao's sword, it was like a piece of rubble being destroyed by a single sword strike.

There was a distance of several thousand zhang between Chen Yao and Feng Jing Tian.

However, Chen Yao's attack appeared to have shattered the void.

The Sword Drawing Arts, Chen Yao was about a thousand zhang away.

When the sword landed, Chen Yao was already in front of Feng Jing Tian.

No one had time to react; all they saw was Chen Yao gripping his Heaven Severing Sword tightly as his sword pierced through Feng Jing Tian's throat.

Fresh blood gushed out from the wound.

"Sacred Martial Realm, how is that possible?"

Feng Jing Tian's eyes were filled with disbelief as he felt the cultivation base displayed by Chen Yao's sword. Unfortunately, he didn't have the chance to verify it because he was going to die.

He could feel his power rapidly dissipating. Not only did Chen Yao's sword strike harm his physical body, it even killed his soul.

"You want to know?" Go to hell and ask a ghost. "

Not only did Chen Yao look much older, even his voice was as hoarse as an old man in his late twenties.

The only thing that remained unchanged was that Chen Yao's sword speed was still extremely fast.

"Sizzle."

Chen Yao used all of his strength to turn over the Heaven Cleaving Sword. Feng Jing Tian's eyes were still wide open; however, his head fell down just like that.