Soul Emperor Martial God

Chapter 2133: Chapter 2131: I Want Him to Die Even Faster

Clang...

Bang...

Outside that massive Martial Arts Arena, it has now become the focus of all martial artists present from the Holy Moon Sect.

There, sword light danced in the air, electric light wreaked havoc.

There, the secluded elders of Holy Moon Sect joined forces in an attack.

But at this moment, these secluded elders of Holy Moon Sect cannot suppress the arrogant aura of that Sword Dao demon, nor the brilliance that emanates from him.

The phrase ’if you don’t move aside, you will die’ sounded more like words of arrogance.

But now, it has become the best evidence of this Sword Dao demon’s arrogant spirit.

Dozens of secluded elders from Holy Moon Sect, all of whom are in the eighth layer of the Saint Sovereign Realm, at this moment, are unable to take down this Sword Dao demon, nor ’rescue’ the Holy Daughter whose mind is clouded.

That person, that sword, though no longer as overwhelming, cannot be hindered by anyone.

Of course, anyone with sharp eyes can see that this Sword Dao demon’s current reliance is on the electric flickering sword in his hand.

It was long heard that during the celebration of the Sword Domain in the past, the Sword Venerable Lin Ye personally crafted a magnificent sword for this Sword Dao demon.

The name of the sword was personally chosen by this Sword Dao demon, named ’Purple Lightning.’

However, it is rumored that this divine sword was originally a high-grade peak holy artifact.

But now, it clearly is a top-grade holy artifact.

The promotion from high-grade peak holy artifact to top-grade holy artifact likely comes from the hands of the Asura and Wind Shattering Palace Masters.

A top-grade holy artifact, even the Hidden Hundred Families do not possess one.

Weapons of this level are likely only owned by colossal entities like the Holy Moon Sect and Beiyin Palace.

At this moment, at the center of the battle.

Xiao Yi, with his own strength, holding the sword, is fighting against the elders in the eighth layer of the Saint Sovereign Realm.

But in fact, his own situation isn’t too good.

Every time he waves his sword to repel an attack, he is inevitably hit with a palm strike.

These who are in the eighth layer of the Saint Sovereign Realm, do not confront him directly, but are wary of his Purple Lightning sword, striking while retreating.

An elder attacks, he barely defends, when attempting to kill, the elder retreats swiftly, while another elder attacks from the side.

When he sideswipes to attack, another elder attacks from another side.

This form of surround attack is already akin to a wheel battle style of maneuver.

Each time he repels an attack, he receives another hit on the back and spits out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, he is already drenched in blood.

The young master’s clothes he wears, the chest area, have long been soaked with fresh blood.

This is the strength of those in the eighth layer of the Saint Sovereign Realm, the disparity in strength is as distinct as heaven and earth.

Even though Xiao Yi holds Purple Lightning, impressively sharp, his speed is far inferior to these secluded elders of Holy Moon Sect.

If it were not for his profound Sword Dao techniques and rich combat experience, he probably wouldn’t last even a moment under the siege of these secluded elders, even wielding a divine weapon.

Currently desperately fighting, paying the price with injuries, is already the best outcome.

”Young master,” Yiyi, behind him, is full of worry, gritting her teeth.

She wants to help, but this level of battle is beyond her ability to participate in.

If these secluded elders wish to capture her, she wouldn’t even have the chance to resist.

Yet her young master, with a single sword, prevents these secluded elders from even getting close to her.

”Don’t mind me,” Xiao Yi quietly says.

Holding the sword in one hand, his feet move intricately, always staying within a meter around Yiyi.

With his sword there, no one can get close to Yiyi even an inch.

”I will break through this siege, don’t worry,” Xiao Yi says softly once more, then speaks no further.

In the distance ahead, Elder Mingyue squints, watching the intense battle.

”With your own cultivation strength, you are ultimately not a match for these secluded elders.”

”Based on Sword Dao and Ancient Emperor Demon Dao methods alone, your strength is top-notch only around the sixth layer of the Saint Sovereign Realm.”

”What enables you to fight currently is borrowing the might of the top-grade holy artifact.”

”But a top-grade holy artifact is not something that a person at your level can fully unleash or endure.”

”Your body cannot withstand it for long, it is best for you to surrender now, why persist in desperate resistance, wasting time?”

Sss...

Suddenly, a piercing sound abruptly interrupts Elder Mingyue’s words.

A secluded elder’s arm is suddenly severed by a sword.

But accompanying this is Xiao Yi again suffering a palm strike and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

”Trading life for injury?” Elder Mingyue shakes her head.

Yes, at this moment, Xiao Yi prefers to trade life for injury.

If this intense battle continues, these who are in the eighth layer of the Saint Sovereign Realm can easily wear him down to death.

He would rather endure these attacks to seize the opportunity to kill these secluded elders.

Every palm strike from these secluded elders can gravely wound him, but taking his life is not so simple.

His physique is honed with the heaven-defying Body Cultivation Skill Asura Battle Body.

His body itself is formidable.

Most importantly, his body has undergone four great heaven and earth baptisms.

Especially the last heaven and earth baptism brought by the Asura Battle Body, where the power of heaven and earth was all used to cleanse his body.

Simply put, his body has already reached the pinnacle of perfection.

Though it doesn’t provide him with any significant increase in strength otherwise.

Yet his body possesses a tenacious life force.

The injuries it can withstand far exceed what the average martial artist can comprehend.

As long as he doesn’t collapse himself, his body will certainly hold; these who are in the eighth layer of the Saint Sovereign Realm, fearful of the Purple Lightning’s might, cannot unleash their full strength nor easily take his life.

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On the other side, in the distance.

In the seating area of Beiyin Palace, Beiyin Wuwei has long since returned to his seat.

At this moment, his pair of cold eyes were tightly staring at the original high platform.

That high platform should have originally been his to ascend.

However, another man had stepped onto it and completely destroyed it.

On the ground, the shattered high platform, along with the scattered fragments of celebratory attire, pierced his eyes painfully, causing them to burn red.

”Why?” Beiyin Wuwei’s venomous gaze turned towards Xiao Yi, who was currently in fierce battle.

”You deserve to die.” Beiyin Wuwei gritted his teeth.

”Don’t worry, Young Master.” Beside him, a Beiyin Palace elder sneered, ”With all the secluded elders of the Holy Moon Sect besieging him, that kid is sure to die. He won’t last long.”

Beiyin Wuwei’s eyes were filled with venom, ”Just looking at him now irritates me.”

”I want him to last no more than a moment.”

”I want him dead right now.”

Beiyin Wuwei’s gaze turned to an elder sitting on the seats, sleeping with closed eyes, ”Great Elder.”

That elder was none other than the Great Elder of Beiyin Palace.

Today was supposed to be the joyous day of the Beiyin Palace and Holy Moon Sect’s union through marriage.

Naturally, the martial artists dispatched by Beiyin Palace were extraordinary.

Apart from Beiyin Wuwei, the Great Elder of Beiyin Palace personally led the team, along with the Second, Third, and Fourth Elders.

These four people were all pretending to sleep with closed eyes at the moment.

The Great Elder opened his eyes, glanced at the battlefield, and indifferently nodded, ”Killing this child doesn’t require me to act.”

”Let’s leave it to those secluded elders.” The Great Elder looked towards the seated secluded elders.

Besides Great Elder, Second Elder, Third Elder, and Fourth Elder, more than twenty secluded elders of Beiyin Palace, all at the Eighth Layer of the Saint Sovereign Realm, accompanied Beiyin Wuwei.

”Yes.” The group of secluded elders from Beiyin Palace responded in unison.

In the next second, their figures moved, appearing in the center of the battle.

”Beiyin Palace’s secluded elders?” Elder Mingyue frowned slightly.

A Beiyin Palace elder sneered, ”With our assistance, a total of over fifty at the Eighth Layer of the Saint Sovereign Realm, this kid won’t last a minute; he’s sure to die.”

Elder Mingyue nodded.

In an instant, the figures attacking Xiao Yi became even more dense.

Xiao Yi’s pressure also increased.

Xiao Yi wielded his sword with his gaze narrowing; if the battle continued like this, he would be doomed.

”Poof.”

Suddenly, a Beiyin Palace elder bizarrely leaped from the ground, striking at Xiao Yi’s heart with a palm.

In the air, a mist of blood wafted.

Xiao Yi’s body was violently shaken, retreating dozens of steps.

”Young Master.” Yiyi exclaimed in shock and despair.

In the distance.

At the seats of the Eight Palaces.

”Xiao Yi brat.” The Asura Hall Master and Wind Shattering Palace Master both exclaimed.

”You seek death.”

The two were enraged, just about to act.

Swish... Swish... Swish...

Three figures stood up.

Three auras locked onto them.

It was Senior Luo, the Soul Hall Master, and Heavenly Mechanism Palace Master.

”Take care of yourselves first.” Senior Luo sneered, suppressing them with overwhelming momentum.

”You...” The Asura Hall Master’s eyes turned cold.

In the air, the aura from both sides collided.

Meanwhile.

At the seats of Heavenly Hidden Academy, Elder Huoo waved his hand, and the surrounding Heaven and Earth Martial Arts Power surged instantly.

But just at that moment, the silent woman at the chief position suddenly had a cold expression.

”Huoo Zhongtian, you dare meddle in matters of my Holy Moon Sect?”

Elder Huoo nodded solemnly, ”Xiao Yi is a disciple of my Heavenly Hidden Academy.”

”As the dean, I have the responsibility to protect him.”

”Your Heavenly Hidden Academy’s disciple?” A Holy Moon Sect elder scolded.

”The little thief Xiao Yi was expelled from Heavenly Hidden Academy long ago; what kind of disciple is he?”

Elder Huoo’s face turned serious, ”I did not agree to this, nor did I acknowledge this matter.”

”If I say he is, then he is.”

Elder Huoo took a step, one foot already out.

But just at that moment.

Boom...

A dark long rod surged violently.

As the rod fell, the surrounding Heaven and Earth Martial Arts Power around Elder Huoo instantly dissipated.

A figure suddenly sat down at the seat of Heavenly Hidden Academy.

Behind the figure were the academy elders, disciples, and heavenly talents.

”Changtian Wine Demon.” Elder Huoo squinted his eyes.

The Changtian Wine Demon chuckled, ”Huoo Zhongtian, you better just watch.”

”Otherwise, you may protect that little thief Xiao Yi, but you won’t be able to protect the academy members behind you.”

”You...” Elder Huoo could only retract his step.

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Second update.