Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

Shua! Shua!    

Just when Chen Yu's sword spirits flew over, they saw the sword spirits and the sword aura flying over and attacking the sword spirit formation formed by the 81 sword spirits.    

These attacks were uneven, but most of them were powerful, and contained Profound Dark Divine Will s.    

The arrangement of the eighty-one Sword Spirits was thrown into chaos by the attack.    

"Attack!" Due to the existence of the corner, Chen Yu's line of sight was blocked, so he couldn't see the situation on the first floor. However, he immediately gave the order to the Star Soul.    

Star Soul controlled the eighty-one sword spirits to fly out. Sword intent rumbled and Sword Qi whistled.    

Immediately, exclamations sounded from the first floor.    

"So many Sword Spirits?"    

"Damn it! How did Chen Yu do it? How did he get so many Sword Spirits?"    

"These are the sword spirits stored on the ninth floor?"    

"Ahhh, I've been hit by a sword!"    

"…"    

The 81 sword spirits flew out and immediately caused a commotion.    

Chen Yu still did not dare to be careless, he summoned the Insensate Stone Spirit Armor s to protect his body, and then released the black Broken Sword s, Spirit Connecting Vine s, Flamingo s, and ice fishes. Even so, he still had the Star Soul lead the way, and only then did they walk around the corner.    

The facts proved that Chen Yu's caution was not without reason. As soon as he leapt out, a sword spirit shot out from the corridor, bringing with it a sharp killing intent.    

With a thought from Chen Yu, the Star Soul descended and the starlight flooded the exit of the pavilion. With a dull thud, the sword spirit was rammed by the Star Soul and the sword aura instantly dimmed.    

From what Chen Yu could sense, the sword spirit of the person who ambushed him was much weaker than Shen Daoru's sword spirit. Even Shen Daoru's sword spirit could not withstand the impact of the Star Soul, so the sword spirit that ambushed him was even less able to withstand a single strike from the Star Soul.    

Chen Yu sneered. Looking around, the situation on the first floor was very chaotic. More than a dozen martial artists had retreated to the corners of the walls, blocking the attack of their 81 sword spirits.    

Under the control of the Star Soul, the 81 sword spirits attacked in turns one after another, instead of dispersing and attacking in a flurry. Their advance and retreat was actually in an orderly fashion.    

"There aren't many people!" After seeing the chaos on the first floor, Chen Yu was relieved and looked towards the gate.    

At the gate, the two Profound Dark Stage Warriors that Chen Yu entered from were also under attack from the circulating eighty-one sword spirits.    

And outside of the great door, there were some martial artists gathered. For some unknown reason, they didn't enter the tower, but instead watched from the outside. Among the onlookers were Hsu Yuan and Moo Su.    

When Chen Yu looked over, Hsu Yuan and Moo Su were also looking at Chen Yu. At this moment, both of their faces were filled with shock.    

Chen Yu quickly retracted his gaze. He patted the Storage Bag and it flew into his hands.    

From the looks of it, there were not many Sword Sect warriors gathered inside and outside the Sword Spirit Tower!    

Chen Yu knew he had to rush out as soon as possible and escape Sword Sect. Otherwise, if the entire Sword Sect was alerted, even with the help of 81 sword spirits, he still would not be able to successfully escape!    

Compared to a colossus like Sword Sect, Chen Yu's strength seemed insignificant.    

Holding the saber, Chen Yu jumped up and pounced towards an old man.    

However, that old man Chen Yu had an impression that he appeared in the Sword Spirit Pool and was referred to by Ximen Guanshui as Martial Uncle Zhan.    

The old man was repeatedly attacked by the Sword Spirit Formation and was only able to block one wave of Sword Spirits with his domain. This wave of Sword Spirits immediately flew up and attacked the others, while the second wave followed closely behind and continued to attack him. Now, when he saw Chen Yu pounce at him, he was stunned for a moment before becoming furious!    

In the old man's eyes, Chen Yu was only a mere Spirit Accumulation Stage. Without the help of these eighty-one sword spirits, he was nothing. Who would have thought that Chen Yu would dare to fight against him alone. He was completely reckless, and was underestimating him too much!    

With a sneer, the old man opened up his domain and a sword spirit that was like a python flew up.    

That sword spirit had Seventh Grade, and under its peak condition, it emitted a berserk sword intent that wanted to choose a person to devour.    

With the Profound Artifact Long Sword in his hand, the old man's aura surged as he charged towards Chen Yu. At the same time, he slashed out with his sword that seemed to want to split the sky.    

Attacking out of anger, the old man felt that this sword strike was something he was proud of throughout his entire life, and was extremely rare even within the fifth level of Profound Dark Stage.    

whoosh * However, right at this moment, starlight exploded and swept towards the old man.    

Boundless starlight engulfed the old man's sword spirit. Within the starlight, a faint shadow of a star engulfed the old man's sword spirit.    

At this moment, the old man only felt his vision and perception being obscured. He couldn't help but reveal an expression of shock.    

It had to be known that the intervention of the divine intent of the Profound Dark Stage Warriors was incredibly marvelous. It was the fundamental reason why all sorts of martial arts could be transformed into divine abilities. But now, even his perception was blocked.    

Of course, this kind of awareness was not long at all. The Profound Dark Divine Will s of the Profound Dark Stage Warriors were truly strong, and after the old man had gotten shocked, his domain explosively increased. The Profound Dark Divine Will s were released without reservation, merging into the sword aura and tearing the starlight apart.    

However, in this short span of one breath, a drastic change occurred.    

Shua, the black sword's shadow flashed and suddenly changed to a crimson color. Flames began to circulate around it like a scarlet dragon soaring through the sky. The sword slashed down towards the old man's sword force.    

As the sword shadows rose, the old man surnamed Zhan's expression changed greatly. At this moment, he remembered that his Sword Spirit Pool had stirred up a storm, luring the sword spirit that Zuo Hsingzhou had personally gone over.    

Everything that had happened in the Sword Spirit Pool had been personally experienced by the old man, and he had clearly seen Chen Yu's sword spirit devour the strongest remaining sword spirits. Even Zuo Hsingzhou, Bai Ying and the others were helpless as they could not take down Chen Yu's sword spirit.    

Thinking of this, the old man's face flashed with deep fear. But at this moment, he was no longer able to stop and change his moves.    

As the Sword Spirit Chop descended, it first cleaved apart the old man's sword aura, and the condensed sword aura dispersed like mist, landing right on the tip of the Profound Artifact Long Sword in the old man's hand.    

Bang! The old man's powerful and solid Profound Dark Divine Will s that had easily crushed all the Spirit Accumulation Stage Warriors were slashed and torn apart by the Broken Sword's sword spirit.    

The old man believed that the most powerful sword attack had lost its power and lost its luster.    

Accompanying the explosion of the flames, the old man's body was submerged and the Spiritual Dipper around his body broke and scattered.    

At this time, Chen Yu's Wind Stabilization Blade slashed out and hit the sword in the old man's hand. With a ding sound, a huge force burst out like a torrent. The old man's sword left his hand and he staggered backwards.    

Everything ended here. Under the successive attacks of the Star Soul and the black Broken Sword, both the Spiritual Dipper and the old man's stronger than Chen Yu were completely suppressed.    

Shua, the sword flashed again, and the black Broken Sword turned back under the starlight and pierced into the old man's body.    

The black Broken Sword's mysterious power that strangely severed all life force spread throughout the old man's body, causing the latter's expression to turn ashen, carrying a deep fear of death.    

Chen Yu got closer and punched the old man in the chest. The latter was corroded by the black Broken Sword's strange power and lost his will to fight. He flew backwards and crashed into the wall, spitting blood as he fainted.    

Without the advantage of Profound Dark Divine Will, Sword Spirit and Spiritual Dipper, even if it was an expert with Profound Dark Stage, their body would not be able to withstand a single punch from Chen Yu.    

The process of the battle could be said to be very complicated, but in reality, everything happened in a very short period of time. From the time that the starlight rose up into the sky to Chen Yu knocking out that old man, only ten seconds had passed.    

Chen Yu did not stop. In the next moment, he charged towards his second enemy.    

"Be careful!" A sharp sword qi came out of nowhere. It was the old man at the fourth layer who blocked the attack on his sword spirit. He pulled out his sword and slashed towards Chen Yu.    

Even within the ordinary sword aura, there was an indestructible sword intent that could tear apart everything.    

Chen Yu did not care about it at all. The Flamingo behind him flew out as per his will, circulating its flames to block the sword qi for Chen Yu.    

Chen Yu's Star Soul and black Broken Sword were already charging towards an enemy one after another.    

BOOM! BOOM!    

Accompanying the unceasing shaking of the starlight, the black sword's shadow turned into a spirit light as it pierced through the body of a warrior. The warrior retreated with a frightened look on his face and sat down on the ground.    

Chen Yu was not polite at all. He activated his Wind Transformation Movement, and with a swift sweep, he sent the warrior flying with a palm. The latter's head smashed into the pagoda wall, fainting on the spot.    

In the end, it was still the strength of the Profound Dark Stage. Even if it was only the second or third level of the Profound Dark Stage, it was not so easy to kill Chen Yu. Chen Yu did not intentionally kill him, but he did not hold back too much.    

"Junior brother Long!" Someone shouted angrily.    

"Damn it, Soul Devouring Sword Spirit is indeed a devil sword spirit, how strange!"    

"Retreat, retreat to the door!"    

"Warning, we have to hurry and summon the experts of the sect!"    

"…"    

After Chen Yu finished off two opponents, the remaining people started to feel a lot of pressure. When the two warriors guarding the Sword Spirit Tower door saw this, they shouted and urged the others to retreat to the door.    

A strong sense of urgency rose in Chen Yu's heart, and he suddenly raised his hand to point at a practitioner at the early stage of the Profound Dark Stage.    

Swish    

The black Broken Sword flew up, and suddenly, its color changed to an extremely cold color, as if it had been frozen for a thousand years, and shot towards the warrior.    

The warrior's reaction was fast, and all the Profound Dark Divine Will were released. His domain was condensed to the extreme, blocking all of the sword spirits that were attacking him. A sword shadow flew out from his body to block the black sword spirit.    

However, when the two sword spirits crossed each other, the warrior's sword spirit was penetrated and turned into an ice stick that fell to the ground, while the black Broken Sword continued to stab down at it.    

The warrior's expression changed, he raised his hand and formed a seal, and the Spiritual Dipper began to circulate around the field, forming a defensive layer.    

This defensive layer was extremely powerful, but it was easily penetrated.    

It was extremely cold. It was like a black ice that was about to freeze everything up. The sword shadow swept across the warriors' arms.    

"Xuan Bing!" The martial artist trembled and ice began to appear on his body. Within the span of a few breaths, he turned into an ice man and fell to the ground.    

The black Broken Sword that succeeded in its attack danced as it followed Chen Yu's finger and shot towards the next fighter.