Overriding the Heaven

He first threw Yuan Ye into the spatial crack.    

After all, this customer had only paid the deposit and had yet to pay the rest of the spirit stones.    

If Yuan Ye died now, not only would his Ghost Kill Pavilion lose two celestial mood stage experts, they wouldn't be able to take back this huge amount of spirit stones.    

The other problem was that he was about seven to eight kilometers away from the town. Even if the opponent was also celestial mood stage, his cultivation was not weak.    

This distance was enough for him to throw Yuan Ye into the spatial crack and then squeeze himself in again.    

As long as they entered the spatial rift, they would be safe.    

At this moment, the purple-robed man was feeling both embarrassed and frustrated in his heart.    

However, he also understood that the most important thing was to leave this place first.    

As for the rest of his words, he would think about them after he got out of danger.    

However, Yuan Ye, who had been thrown into the spatial crack by him, seemed to have hit a large clock. With a loud 'clang', he bounced back, his head covered in blood.    

"What's going on?" The purple-robed man was shocked.    

Although the spacial rifts didn't look large, they weren't things that could be considered big or small.    

There was more than enough time for him to enter the crack.    

But just a moment ago, the purple-robed man could clearly see that when Yuan Ye flew over, he seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall of air.    

He didn't think that such an unexpected turn of events would occur. His heart skipped a beat.    

Having wasted so much time, he no longer cared about Yuan Ye's life or death as he used his movement technique to rush towards the spatial crack.    

His movements were as fast as lightning.    

The next moment, Bang!    

With a muffled sound, the purple-robed man felt as if he had bumped into a giant iron armored beast that was madly running away.    

For a moment, his head felt dizzy, as if it had been split into dozens of pieces. The pain throughout his entire body penetrated to the bone marrow, and it was a hundred times, even a thousand times more painful than the pain from Ling Chi.    

"What's going on?!"    

This thought appeared in his mind, but was immediately drowned by intense pain.    

Chu Yan had performed his Thousand Li Inn Technique and was now in front of the two of them.    

Desire slashed through the air.    

Sssii! *    

Yuan Ye's body immediately separated as blood splattered all over the ground.    

Even until his death, he still could not figure out what had happened in such a short period of time.    

When Deadwords landed on the purple-robed man, a red light suddenly appeared on the man's body. It was like a layer of film covering his body.    

With a clang, a dazzling spark appeared on the chest of the purple robed man, but it didn't kill him.    

"amulet?" Chu Yan's gaze turned serious.    

After all, he was a celestial mood stage cultivator. Just now, the violent impact caused the purple-robed man's mind to become muddled for a short moment. However, the spiritual energy and blood energy in his body circulated together, and in the blink of an eye, he regained his clarity.    

However, when he came back to his senses, he was also startled.    

He never would have thought that Chu Yan would be so direct. After getting in front of him, he raised his sword and killed someone.    

"I am from the Ghost Killing Pavilion..." In his panic, he was about to reveal his identity.    

However, just as he shouted out half a sentence, he was interrupted by Chu Yan: "Is it that amazing as a amulet?!"    

As the sound of his voice faded, yet another sword strike descended.    

Clang!    

The fiery sparks that instantly exploded seemed to have ignited into a ball of fire on the man's body.    

Although the amulet could protect him from harm, he was still forced to smash his body heavily onto the ground, forming a large crater.    

Chu Yan raised his sword and slashed again!    

Bang!    

The ground suddenly collapsed, and the purple-robed man's body sank deep into the ground. Large amounts of torn flesh spread out in all directions.    

But the light of the amulet was still strong.    

Chu Yan squinted his eyes.    

At this moment, he had already made a guess.    

This amulet was at least a cultivator of Violet Palace Stage, so he could make it.    

With his current strength, even though he was strong enough to kill a third level celestial mood stage, he still didn't have the strength to resist in front of Violet Palace Stage.    

This ravine was like a natural moat!    

If an ordinary cultivator were to realize that the amulet was refined by a Violet Palace Stage cultivator, they would probably be so scared that their legs would go weak. Before their identity was revealed, they would have to escape from this place immediately.    

However, at this moment, Chu Yan unleashed an even stronger killing intent.    

The Ghost Killing Pavilion has come looking for trouble with me time and time again. A mere amulet that can only receive beatings wants to scare me away?    

I'll definitely kill this man in purple!    

Furthermore, Chu Yan also understood at this time, that this purple robed man was only at the first level of celestial mood stage, yet he had a amulet refined by a Violet Palace Stage cultivator. This meant that his identity was definitely not simple, and his position in the Ghost Kill Pavilion was definitely not ordinary either.    

"I am from the Ghost Killing Pavilion..." The man in purple also wanted to reveal his identity.    

"I'm going to kill your Ghost Kill Pavilion!" Chu Yan roared and waved his other arm in the air, "Cut Flames!"    

One hand spoke bad words while the other hacked at the flame.    

Ice and snow flew everywhere. Flames swirled about.    

"Three Corpses Words of Death!"    

"Tai Yi Fire Blade!"    

Icy Blaze poured out like a torrent and struck the purple-robed man's amulet.    

"Extreme Angry Sword Intent!"    

"Sky Execution!" Chu Yan muttered as he clenched his right fist. Light quickly condensed in his palm.    

In the Heaven's Punishment, eight sword lights revolved around Chu Yan's right fist at the same time.    

"Soul Extinguisher of Ten Thousand Worlds!"    

"Jade Willow Courtyard!"    

"River Styx's Crossing!"    

"Sword Ridge Mountains!"    

"Galactic Thunderstorm Cut!"    

With a single hand, six flying swords shot out and rotated rapidly, forming a vast killing formation.    

"Grandmist Star Array!"    

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!    

At this moment, it was as if the earth was being trampled by ancient beasts, constantly collapsing and collapsing.    

Dozens of miles away, the desolate town had been turned into ruins at this moment.    

Under Chu Yan's continuous bombardment, the glow of the amulet started to fade.    

This was because the amulet would only store the power the refiner infused into it.    

Every time he blocked Chu Yan's technique, he would consume a portion of his power, and this power couldn't be replenished.    

On the contrary, Chu Yan's killing move, his spiritual qi, was like a rolling river, endless and endless.    

Chu Yan was fighting a war of attrition.    

But to the purple-robed man, once the amulet lost its effects, it would be his death date.    

At this moment, endless terror was revealed on his face and eyes.    

"The Ghost Murder Pavilion is only looking for money. If you want to look for Yuan Ye for this matter, it has nothing to do with me!"    

"Do you know who I am! Don't just look at me as a shopkeeper in the Ghost Murder Pavilion, actually I … "    

"Shut up!" Chu Yan sent out another Tai Yi Fire Blade attack.    

A tide of flames erupted into a deafening explosion, forcefully suppressing the purple-robed man's voice.    

At this moment, Chu Yan had already been bombarding the amulet for a while. He could clearly feel that the amulet's strength was at the end of its tether.    

"Break for me!"    

Chu Yan took a deep breath. It was like swallowing mountains and rivers. The spiritual energy in his body rumbled as it rose to its peak. With a single breath, he could sink to the depths of the sun and moon.    

"Sky Execution!"    

This time, the seven flying swords in his right hand melted metal and transformed into iron, like a scorching sun.    

With a wave of his left hand, dark clouds began to descend from the sky as divine thunder rumbled, as if the heavens and earth were being destroyed.    

After being smashed into the ground, the purple-clothed man, who was currently powerless to resist, seemed to have already foreseen his own fate. His face was deathly pale, and his entire body was trembling.    

Chu Yan's face was expressionless as both of his palms landed on the ground.    

"Great Sun Divine Light Sword Formation!"    

"Purple Firmament Thunder Dragon!"    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]