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"Which move is this?"

The sword faction's upper echelons recognized Chen Yao's move, so their surprise was much greater than these disciples'.

As long as he could be promoted to a direct disciple, he would be able to cultivate this move. But in the history of the sword faction, only three people had succeeded in cultivating this technique: Jiu Xiao, Jiu Xiao, Jiu Yu, and the one that fell into the demonic path.

Now, Chen Yao was actually using it?

"Ten Thousand Swords Sect."

With an angry shout from Chen Yao, tens of thousands of flying swords immediately flew down towards the Life and Death Arena.

Although Chen Yao's strength was limited, and his grasp of this move was also limited. He could not be like the sword rain and attract thousands of high level flying swords from all over the Divine Continent, but against a low level cultivator like Liu Qing, even tens of thousands of ordinary flying swords were terrifyingly powerful.

Clang clang.

Thousands of flying swords pierced the protective barrier of the life and death arena.

Because he had previously determined that Liu Qing's cultivation was at the Mortal Realm, this protective shield was designed to be able to withstand the greatest amount of power from the Genuine Force.

However, no one expected that the defense of the Genuine Force would also shatter under the pressure of the sea of swords.

Tens of thousands of flying swords pierced down towards Liu Qing.

"No."

Liu Qing screamed hoarsely as he raised the Heavenly Dipper Sword in his hands. However, it was useless.

A single sword strike was unable to break through his protective qi barrier and shattered.

The two swords were unable to break through his protective qi barrier and shattered.

Three Swords...

But a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand …

"Sizzle."

Liu Qing's defensive barrier was broken through. At the same time, a sword, two swords, three swords, four swords, a hundred swords … It was inserted into Liu Qing's body.

He was like a hedgehog with reverse thorns. In the end, not even his head could be seen. His entire body was covered with swords, and one sword was stacked on top of the other. There was no sign of him …

Even the arena was filled with flying swords.

Liu Qing died, just like that?

The Spirit realm was killed by the Mortal Realm?

"..."

Everyone was staring blankly at the stage. Because of their shock, there were no cheers or cheers, only endless silence.

At this moment, Chen Yao was bleeding from all seven orifices and his body was on the verge of collapse. However, in everyone's eyes, he was very tall.

The scene of Liu Qing being killed was imprinted in the minds of everyone. They would never forget such a shocking scene.

Even the sword faction higher-ups on the mountain peak were shocked.

Although Chen Yao had paid a great price, he had unexpectedly displayed the Myriad Sword Sect. This sword attack was enough to kill a Genuine Force Warrior and intimidate a King Realm warrior.

Monster, monster, true monster.

"Hey, old dog of the Liu Family, is what you said true?"

Chen Yao steadied himself with a sword stabbed into the ground. He pointed his index finger at the mountain with his other hand as he asked.

On the mountain peak were the sword faction's upper echelons.

Of course, the old dog of the Liu Family was Liu Hai.

"..."

Chen Yao's angry shout woke everyone up from their shock.

"Liu Qing died just like that?"

Everyone found it hard to believe.

Previously, everyone had hoped that Chen Yao would die in peace and not suffer any pain. However, no one had expected that Chen Yao would be the victor.

And he was so eye-catching.

What a good move from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

"Long live Chen Yao, long live Chen Yao."

Suddenly, cheers erupted from the crowd at the same time.

However, Chen Yao's gaze never left the mountain peak.

"Old dog of the Liu Family, are you dead?"

Chen Yao's tone was just as sharp and spicy as ever. The Liu Family and him had already torn off their skin. Why should they be afraid of Liu Hai?

The crowd on the mountain peak turned into streams of light and appeared on the Life and Death Stage. The distance between them and Chen Yao was only a few meters. Chen Yao and Liu Hai were facing each other face to face …

Chen Yao's words were like a sword, "Liu Hai, I've won. It's time for you to fulfill your promise."

Only then did everyone remember the bet between the two of them.

When Chen Yao won, Liu Hai had to pay the Sword Faction service disciples ten spirit stones each, or close to a million spirit stones.

At that time, he was certain that Chen Yao would lose, which was why he agreed to it. Every year, he received only 50,000 cultivation resources from the Liu Family Sword Sect, one million. He had to painstakingly accumulate for twenty years.

"Hmph. The grand inner court head, an Emperor Stage powerhouse. Are you going to go back on your word?"

"Yes, even the inner sect master doesn't keep his promise?"

"Isn't that funny?"

All of a sudden, these service disciples became excited.

These service disciples never had the chance to obtain the sect's cultivation resources. Most of them were stuck at the seventh or eighth level of the Body realm, so ten spirit stones were more than enough for many of them to reach the Qi warrior stage and become an outer disciple. Therefore, they were very excited.

If this matter wasn't resolved properly, they would definitely go on a rampage.

The sword faction's higher-ups all looked at Liu Hai gloatingly.

Liu Hai relied on that elder's strength to be arrogant and despotic in the sword faction. They had been unhappy with Liu Hai for a long time.

Looking at how Liu Hai was beaten, everyone was happy.

The corner of Luo Tian's mouth slightly raised. This time, Chen Yao defeated Liu Qing, which fiercely suppressed the Liu Family's arrogance. As a Sect Leader, he was very happy.

"Chen Yao, you have truly surprised me. However, I like it."

Luo Tian lightly patted Chen Yao's shoulder. A crimson treasured sword suddenly appeared in his hand. "This Scarlet Refinement was the reward I agreed upon previously. Now that it's yours, I'm someone who keeps his word."

When he said that, he even looked at Liu Hai.

Liu Hai's mouth twitched, he didn't know what to say.

Chen Yao received the red sword, his eyes filled with joy and love.

With his medium-grade earth-step treasure sword and his own sword technique, as long as he could step into the Genuine Force, he would be able to return to Annan City and take care of that shameless bastard Liu Tiancheng.

Aunt Lin, Wan'er, wait for me.

Chen Yao looked at Liu Hai with his sharp eyes once again, "What, my Sect Leader Liu, are you going to go back on your words?" I am fine with it, but you have to ask the hundred thousand disciples of my Servant Peak if they agree to it? "

"We don't agree, we don't agree."

For a moment, the crowd was enraged.

"I said, Chief Liu, why don't you hurry up and give it to me?"

"That's right. Sect Leader Liu, we must be able to afford to lose."

The Elders began to discredit him as well.

Liu Hai's face turned red. It wasn't that he didn't want to give them, it was that he couldn't afford to give them one million Spirit Stones. Should he just rob them himself?

"Liu Hai, give this to him."

Suddenly, an experienced voice came from Heavenly Sword Peak and at the same time, a green light flew into Liu Hai's hand.

"Patriarch of the Liu Family?"

Luo Tian's eyes showed a sliver of seriousness, as well as a sliver of displeasure.

Liu Hai looked at the green bag in his hand. It was a precious storage bag. Just this bag was worth at least three hundred thousand Spirit Stones.

Liu Hai tried to feel what was inside. It was one million Spirit Stones.

He let out a sigh of relief in his heart and bowed in the direction of Heavenly Sword Peak, "Thank you, ancestor."

"After we're done, bring him to meet us old bones."

"..."

Hearing the words of the Liu Family Patriarchs, the higher-ups of the Sword Sect looked at each other in dismay. Unexpectedly, the Supreme Elders wanted to see Chen Yao together.

Was it because Chen Yao's talent had attracted the attention of the supreme elders, and they decided to focus on nurturing Chen Yao, or was it because they felt that Chen Yao was related to that person? Do you think you can kill Chen Yao?

Luo Tian looked calm. He made up his mind. No matter what the Supreme Elders wanted to do, he would protect Chen Yao. Chen Yao was very important to him in suppressing the Liu Family.

"Here you go."

Liu Hai passed the bag over to Chen Yao with a furious expression.

Chen Yao took the bag and rolled his eyes at Liu Hai. Then, he raised the bag and spoke while leading the tens of thousands of service disciples …

"Brothers, we have won. This is not a victory for me alone, but a victory for all of our service disciples. The rewards and glory belong to all of us."

"Long live Chen Yao."

All of a sudden, the service disciples rushed onto the Life and Death Arena, picked up Chen Yao and threw him high into the air …

"..."

At this moment, in the hearts of the service disciples, Chen Yao was their spiritual leader.

Servant disciples were just trash in the sword faction, everyone looked down on them. They did the lowest jobs and received the supercilious looks, no one truly looked down on them.

It was Chen Yao who had caused them to fight against each other. It was Chen Yao who had caused these service disciples to feel proud.

He wasn't sure if it was an illusion.

Chen Yao saw a trace of a faint white aura rising above the heads of the tens of thousands of service disciples before all of them rushed into his body. Chen Yao felt very comfortable and enjoyed himself very much.

What surprised him the most was that his injuries were actually recovering slowly. Chen Yao felt very sleepy as he slowly closed his eyes, enjoying this comfortable feeling.

"..."

Jian Yu, who was currently recuperating in seclusion at the Heavenly Sword Mountain, opened his eyes.

Tens of thousands of miles away, a Saint of the Kunlun Faction gazed at the sword sect.

The Martial Ancestor was shocked...

Almost all the Saints felt it.

Most importantly, an old monk from the Zen Temple of the Extreme West Heart chanted a chant for Amitabha before descending the mountain …