Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

C573 He Wants to Flatten the Mizar Pavilion



C573 He Wants to Flatten the Mizar Pavilion

Chen Yu wanted to cultivate in seclusion, but in this environment, he knew he had no time.    

    

Sure enough, before he finished his breakfast, a clamor sounded out from outside the courtyard, and immediately after, the door was kicked open.    

    

Chen Yu didn't even raise his head as he continued to taste the meat porridge in his hands.    

    

"Ruling Spirit Sect Chen Yu, let me ask you, why are you still alive and why is Senior Brother Su Po dead and Senior Sister Zuo Yan'er's whereabouts unknown?" A cold voice rang out as a sharp sword intent locked onto Chen Yu.    

    

Chen Yu slowly poured all the meat porridge in the bowl into his mouth.    

    

"You're courting death!" Looking at Chen Yu's expression, the person was unable to contain his anger. He thrusted his sword forward and a sword aura shot out, aiming for the bowl in Chen Yu's hand.    

    

Chen Yu pushed down with his feet and retreated several meters with his chair, avoiding this provocative sword attack. He put down the bowl and looked at the person who came.    

    

The person looked to be in his thirties with a jade-like face, but his eyes were filled with rage and his face was gloomy.    

    

That sword strike just now was merely a casual move, and it had revealed its sharpness, also revealing his strength and Ninth Layer of the Spirit Accumulation Stage.    

    

"Why am I still alive?" Chen Yu stared at the uninvited guest and said lightly: "Because, I'm stronger than them. Are you satisfied with this answer?"    

    

"Bullshit!" The person bellowed angrily. The sword in his hand trembled, and he was about to attack, "Why didn't you die?"    

    

Chen Yu waved his hand, and different colored Spiritual Soul soared into the air one after another.    

    

Spirit Connecting Vine, black Broken Sword, ice fish, golden centipede, Flamingo, five Spiritual Soul s pounced on the incoming person at the same time.    

    

All kinds of Spiritual Soul were releasing different types of spiritual auras. All kinds of auras intertwined together with dazzling lights and colorful lights.    

    

The person's expression changed and revealed an expression of disbelief. He slashed out the long sword in his hand, and a scarlet sword spirit rose up like a raging flame, coalescing with the long sword. The flame circulated around the sword and had a terrifying temperature.    

    

This Yang Opening Pavilion disciple was indeed very strong, and just this move alone was already extraordinary.    

    

However, with a thought from Chen Yu, five different colored Spiritual Soul danced in the air. Some of them advanced while some paused for a moment, as their levels became distinct.    

    

Under Chen Yu's control, the centipede fell down and became a golden centipede. The centipede's thousand legs expanded and it swung like a thousand thin and quick knives.    

    

A sword shadow flashed by. The domineering sword intent merged with the sword shadow and cut the golden centipede into two halves. The golden centipede was split into two halves and fell from the sky.    

    

This was the same situation as when Chen Yu had fought with Wang Jianfaang back then. After the Sword Intent was manifested, although it was not sufficient to kill a Spiritual Soul like the Golden Centipede, it was enough to make Chen Yu lose his combat ability for a short period of time.    

    

However, what was more difficult to deal with than Wang Jianfaang was that the Langya Sword Sect disciples had sword spirits, so in terms of sword arts and skills, they could reach a height that Wang Jianfaang could not hope to reach.    

    

Speaking of which, there were many famous sword techniques of the Ruling Spirit Sect, but there were almost none that were comparable to the sword arts and supernatural powers. The reason for that was because there were too few sword spirits in the Ruling Spirit Sect as compared to the sword spirits.    

    

To some extent, the sword-shaped Spiritual Soul in the Ruling Spirit Sect could be regarded as the sword spirit, but it could not be compared with the sword spirit in the Langya Sword Sect.    

    

The golden centipede wasn't able to cause trouble for the Sword Sect disciple that came over, but following closely behind was the Ice Fish Spiritual Soul.    

    

The cold energy continued to dissipate as sword images flashed by and similarly, the ice fish Spiritual Soul was sliced in half. The ice fish Spiritual Soul's cold energy rapidly decreased and its aura completely dissipated.    

    

The Flamingo opened its wings, and the incoming sword image moved once again. The Flamingo was unable to dodge, and was also split into two, but the flames in its body began to circulate, and started to merge with it right away. It was a Fire Attribute Spiritual Soul, and the sword aura of the incoming sword became extremely weak and thin.    

    

The fourth sword image appeared again in an instant, landing right in front of the Spirit Connecting Vine, but this time, a dazzling dark green light exploded out of the Spirit Connecting Vine's body, causing its body to shrink and increase its speed. It actually passed through the sword image and struck the incoming person.    

    

In a split-second, the Spirit Connecting Vine suddenly opened its mouth. Its form was no longer a single vine, but suddenly exploded into dozens of vines, drowning everyone within.    

    

The that came to protect him circulated with raging flames and suddenly erupted, burning the vines that separated the Spirit Connecting Vine to ashes. At the same time, the Spirit Connecting Vine was slapped away.    

    

But in that instant, the sword images that the person had slashed out were already scattered, and when the Spirit Connecting Vine drowned him, it covered his face, causing his perception to become chaotic.    

    

It was at this moment that the black Broken Sword pierced through the arm of the newcomer.    

    

After stabbing, the black Broken Sword flew out in an instant. Chen Yu did not want to kill anyone, nor did he want to completely cripple the incoming person's arm, so the black Broken Sword only let it go for a short while.    

    

Even so, the person's life force was cut off by the black Broken Sword. In that moment, he only felt his arm becoming extremely heavy, and he could not even hold onto his sword.    

    

When the black Broken Sword flew back, Chen Yu walked towards it with big strides.    

    

The person looked embarrassed. The sword spirit flew up and slashed at Chen Yu.    

    

Chen Yu casually slapped out with his hand and the Spirit Armor wrapped around his arm. He slapped away the Sword Spirit and a palm landed on the person's chest.    

    

The huge force burst out, and the person flew out of the door while spitting out blood and groaning miserably.    

    

Waves of gasps and exclamations came from outside the small courtyard.    

    

"Senior brother Su Liang lost!"    

    

"How could he be so fast?"    

    

"Senior apprentice brother Su Liang's strength is far stronger than junior apprentice brother Wang Lin's. How did he lose?"    

    

"…"    

    

Although Chen Yu had summoned five Spiritual Soul, the attacks of the five Spiritual Soul were all done within the blink of an eye.    

    

The red sword spirit lost control and flew back.    

    

Chen Yu walked out of the door and looked around the courtyard. He saw more than ten people standing there, and they were all unable to hide their shock.    

    

In the Langya Sword Sect, the strength of the Yang Opening Pavilion disciples were only inferior to the Light Shaking Pavilion disciples and could be considered elite. But from yesterday to now, there were already two Yang Opening Pavilion disciples who had lost to Chen Yu, which made these self-proclaimed elite Yang Opening Pavilion disciples feel that it was difficult to accept. Especially Su Liang, who was ranked in the top fifty of the Yang Opening Pavilion this time.    

    

Chen Yu looked over the wall of the small courtyard and looked into the distance. He smiled and waved his hand as Spiritual Soul s flew out one after another.    

    

Spirit Connecting Vine, ice fish, Flamingo, golden centipede and black Broken Sword circled around Chen Yu.    

    

The Yang Opening Pavilion disciples that were gathered outside the small courtyard were all staring with wide eyes.    

    

Although not every Yang Opening Pavilion disciple had exchanged blows with the Ruling Spirit Sect disciples before, and some people did not understand the various forms of Spiritual Soul, the scene of Chen Yu growing Spiritual Soul flying around on Friday had completely subverted their understanding.    

    

After flying for a few seconds, the five Spiritual Soul sank into Chen Yu's body.    

    

While everyone was still in shock, Chen Yu suddenly opened his mouth and said loudly: "Yang Opening Pavilion disciple, is only so-so!"    

    

When these words came out, the disciples were shocked into an uproar.    

    

"Impudent, how dare you humiliate my Yang Opening Pavilion!"    

    

"You fellow with the Ruling Spirit Sect, you're courting death!"    

    

"You dare to be so arrogant after defeating Su Liang? Is it so strong when there are a lot of Spiritual Soul?" "Too low level!"    

    

"…"    

    

Looking at the crowd of righteous and indignant Yang Opening Pavilion disciples, the disdain in Chen Yu's eyes towards the sky could not be more obvious.    

    

"Yang Opening Pavilion, rank 47, Liang Cheng, I am Junior Brother Chen Yu Gao!" One man stepped forward, patted the Storage Bag, took out a long sword, and said with a deep voice.    

    

Chen Yu looked down at the person and saw that he was tall and straight. Although his looks were ordinary, there was resolution in his eyes.    

    

"Whatever!" Chen Yu carelessly said, "Today, I'll teach your Yang Opening Pavilion disciples a lesson, but this place is too short, let's find a place to fight!"    

    

"Arrogant!"    

    

"He is merely a captive captured by Elder Tu, yet he dares to be so arrogant. I must teach him a lesson and let him know his duty as a captive!"    

    

Hearing that, Chen Yu felt a fire burning in his heart.    

    

Suddenly, Chen Yu looked at the guy who spoke. His tone was no longer filled with disdain. Instead, it was icy and crazy as he shouted, "I take back what I just said. Today, I'm not teaching you guys a lesson!"    

    

Many people sneered.    

    

"It's too late to give in now!"    

    

"Hey, surnamed Chen, kneel down and beg for mercy. Perhaps I can make you suffer less, otherwise, you'll be in for it!"    

    

Chen Yu sneered, and said with a deep voice: "I said, I'm not teaching you Yang Opening Pavilion disciples a lesson, but, today, I, Ruling Spirit Sect Chen Yu, want to flatten your Yang Opening Pavilion!"    

    

His words came to a halt many times, making him seem exceptionally determined.    

    

"How dare you!"    

    

"You're f * cking bragging!"    

    

"…"    

    

Hearing that Chen Yu wanted to flatten the Yang Opening Pavilion, these disciples couldn't help but charge forward, aggressively wanting to tear Chen Yu Sheng into shreds.    

    

Chen Yu lightly said, "Group fight? This is the virtue of your Yang Opening Pavilion? "    

    

"Stop!" A deep roar resounded from outside the courtyard, like a thunderclap.    

    

The group of people walked into the small courtyard. The one leading them was Lin Ya.    

    

However, at this moment, Lin Ya's expression was not good. The anger and disdain on his calm face were mixed together. He deeply looked at Chen Yu and his gaze was as sharp as a sword.    

    

"Pavilion Master is here!"    

    

"Pavilion Master, we definitely will not allow a Ruling Spirit Sect disciple to be so presumptuous in our Yang Opening Pavilion!"    

    

"Yeah, Senior Brother Lin, we have to teach him a lesson!"    

    

"…"    

    

"Everyone shut up!" Lin Ya reprimanded him without getting angry.    

    

As Pavilion Master, Lin Ya's prestige in Yang Opening Pavilion was extremely high. Once he opened his mouth, everyone became silent.    

    

His gaze did not leave Chen Yu's face, and he said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Chen, if you take back your words to flatten my Yang Opening Pavilion, and apologize to all the Yang Opening Pavilion disciples, I can forgive you!"    

    

"No need to forgive me!" Chen Yu said lightly, "Brother Lin Ya, it is impossible to take back the water that I spilled. Flatten Yang Opening Pavilion, I think it's not that difficult! "    

    

"Hello, very good!" Lin Ya was so angry that he laughed instead, and said: "Then, how does Junior Brother Chen plan to flatten my Yang Opening Pavilion?"    

    

"I'll follow your path!" Chen Yu shrugged and said, "Arena fights, round-robin fights, group brawls are not a problem!"    

    

The group of Yang Opening Pavilion disciples, who were intimidated by Lin Ya's prestige and were silenced, could no longer hold back as they once again scolded Chen Yu's arrogance.    

    

Chen Yu just sneered.    

    

Arrogant? Indeed, he was arrogant. Even Chen Yu himself did not have much confidence. However, to a cultivator, there were some matters that had nothing to do with whether they had the confidence or not. They only wanted to see if they dared to do it or not!    

    

Not mad, not a fighter!    

    


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