Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

Xiao Heng's strength was not unparalleled. It even made Chen Yu feel powerless in his heart.    

    

Facing an ordinary expert of the seventh level of the Spirit Accumulation Stage, Chen Yu could still try to fight them in close quarters, but Xiao Heng's sword aura was extremely powerful and strong. Chen Yu was not even sure if he would be torn to shreds by the endless sword aura if he approached it.    

    

A normal Spirit Accumulation Stage Ranker's sword qi, simply could not be as strong as Xiao Heng.    

    

After the Spirit Vortex was broken, Chen Yu's energy was very dense, but in front of Xiao Heng, it was still pitifully weak.    

    

Until now, Xiao Heng did not use half of his strength, but the three roars of Howling Dragon Fist released by Chen Yu was already the combination of all of his True Divine Spirit Qi and Qi.    

    

"If this is all I can do, Junior Brother Chen has disappointed me too much!" After the red sword qi cut down Chen Yu's Astral Dragon, it rotated in the air and slashed horizontally with an unstoppable, powerful sound.    

    

This strand of sword qi was condensed from Xiao Heng's vital energy and blood, and was equivalent to Xiao Heng's life's sword qi. Just this strand of sword qi alone was enough to make him laugh arrogantly at Ruling Spirit Sect's inner sect.    

    

If it wasn't for Koo Xiaochen's missing sword art, Xiao Heng's sword qi would have been able to defeat Koo Xiaochen!    

    

Chen Yu felt threatened. His mind became alert and focused as the starlight in his Sea of Consciousness rippled.    

    

The Wave Chopping Blade Spell was calm and quiet.    

    

The Brilliant Star of Consciousness reflected the blade aura of the Wave Slaying Blade, making the perfect saber intent even higher and sharper than before. The blood flame flowing within the saber aura circulated, causing the power of blood and Qi to condense immeasurably, landing right on Koo Xiaochen's crimson sword qi.    

    

The blade intent and sword intent intertwined, Koo Xiaochen's red sword qi instantly exploded and shattered. The sword intent lost its attachment and suddenly disappeared.    

    

Xiao Heng's expression changed slightly.    

    

However, the sabre aura was also shattered.    

    

"Defeat Zhao Qiancheng's saber intent!" Liu Tie flicked his fingers and the Spiritual Dipper around him turned into sword qi, screaming and thrusting towards Chen Yu, suppressing Chen Yu. He said: "Junior Brother Chen, how many times can you slash out with this kind of blade?"    

    

As he said that, a shadow appeared within Xiao Heng's body. His sword gate was revealed at the corner of the iceberg. The sword patterns on the corner started to circulate. A stream of sword Qi rose up from above and shot towards Chen Yu.    

    

This stream of sword aura was like the wind passing high above the hill, swift and unrestrained, its sword intent vast and mighty.    

    

Sensing the sword intent, Chen Yu knew that his normal Knife Technique could not withstand this sword qi, so he had to do his best to channel his Qi and blood into a 'fine' state. Then, he slashed out his Wave Slash again, extinguishing this sword qi.    

    

Xiao Heng's indifferent expression turned excited. A rare look of anticipation flashed in his eyes. He formed a sword sign with his hand and gathered the Astral Energy around him towards the sword gate. Another sword mark appeared on the sword gate and another sword qi shot out.    

    

This strand of sword Qi was like a white cloud rising from the precipice of a mountain. It was ethereal and intangible, and the sword intent was high and distant.    

    

Chen Yu couldn't relax at all. He could only make a 'fine' cut again.    

    

After the sword qi was destroyed, Chen Yu felt that the two stars in his sea of consciousness suddenly dimmed a little, and a sense of fatigue rose up in Chen Yu's heart.    

    

Star Light reflected onto reality, and after manifesting the sword intent, the starlight consumption was not small, but this starlight was actually transformed from Chen Yu's mental energy. Every time the sword intent was manifested, it was always the consumption of Chen Yu's mental energy, which meant that he had cultivated the Stellar Soul Scripture, otherwise he would not have been able to endure. Of course, if he did not cultivate the Stellar Soul Scripture, Chen Yu would not have been able to manifest the sword intent at the Heavenly Astral Stage realm.    

    

From this, it could be seen that Xiao Heng was much stronger than Zhao Qiancheng.    

    

Chen Yu's body shook slightly. He knew that he wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer. Therefore, a shadow emerged from his body.    

    

The black Broken Sword appeared.    

    

When Xiao Heng saw this scene, he nodded slightly and said, "I forgot about Junior Brother Chen's Spiritual Soul!"    

    

As he spoke, another stream of sword Qi descended from the sword gate. This time, this sword Qi was like a lone peak, sharp and precipitous, and difficult to defend against.    

    

The black Broken Sword moved, welcoming the attack from the Sword Qi, striking right at it, instantly extinguishing the Sword Qi, its power did not decrease at all, and continued to stab at Xiao Heng.    

    

Looking at Chen Yu's black Broken Sword, Xiao Heng's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise. His originally indifferent face now looked more and more expectant.    

    

The sword gate shook as streams of sword Qi rained down.    

    

At this moment, Xiao Heng's expression was focused and his eyes were filled with excitement. The sword art in his hands changed and the different sword Qis seemed to come to life as they slashed at the black Broken Sword.    

    

Outside the Thousand-zhang Plateau, countless of inner disciples were dazzled. They were deeply shocked by the variety of sword intent and the thickness of the sword Qi that Xiao Heng had comprehended.    

    

Even Ning Bingyu, who was in the private area under the arena, had a strange expression on her cold face. There was a trace of anticipation in her eyes. She was looking forward to battling Xiao Heng to hone her martial arts.    

    

"Truly amazing! Over a dozen different sword intents are hidden within the sword sect. When facing the enemy, each one of them is released, allowing the enemy to easily kill them!"    

    

"When every sword qi is cultivated to the limit, one can still rival geniuses of the same generation. If one refines over a hundred sword energies, one would be unstoppable in the same realm!"    

    

"" The elders on the viewing platform all showed an expression of admiration and appreciation.    

    

In the Thousand-sword Peak area, many of the elders had complacent expressions, and many of the elders who were chatting with the other disciples of the mountain range were even more so facing such praises, and were grinning from ear to ear.    

    

"A Spiritual Soul like the School of Sword Arts is too extraordinary, it was specially created for the sword arts and abilities. It is blessed by the heavens!" Qi Zhengnan said, "With Xiao Heng here, Ruling Spirit Sect will not be a problem for a hundred years. Unfortunately, he did not come from Principal Peak Clan after all!"    

    

Obviously, Qi Zhengnan's evaluation of Xiao Heng had gone up another level.    

    

Chu Tianshu laughed, "As long as you are a disciple of my Ruling Spirit Sect, there is no harm in having any kind of meridian!"    

    

On the stage, the black Broken Sword had cut off three sword qi consecutively, making it slightly weaker.    

    

After a series of battles, the black Broken Sword was the same as Chen Yu himself. Its power had also been worn down, and its sharpness had decreased slightly.    

    

Xiao Heng formed a sword sign with his hand, and the remaining seven to eight sword Qis began to spin, forming a sword wheel that continued to cut at the black Broken Sword. Within each of the sword Qis, there were sword patterns revolving, trapping the black Broken Sword temporarily.    

    

Chen Yu's heart was as calm as an ancient well as he watched this scene.    

    

Such a result was not surprising. Xiao Heng's sword Qis were nurtured by his sword intent. His God's Will was quite strong, which was not something an ordinary martial artist could compare with.    

    

Furthermore, even though Xiao Heng's fighting spirit was raging, he had yet to use his full strength. When it came time to go all out, it should be the direct attack of the Sword School.    

    

The sword sect was different from normal Spiritual Soul. The sword sect's ability to attack first and its ability to directly attack was definitely different from ordinary Spiritual Soul's ability to directly attack outside. It could even be considered a world shocking.    

    

Chen Yu could tell that Xiao Heng was borrowing the mysterious powers of the black Broken Sword to train his own sword art.    

    

If this carried on, Chen Yu would definitely lose.    

    

"Star Soul!" Everything was within his expectations. Chen Yu thought for a moment and the Star Soul in his Dantian started to tremble as it shone with starlight.    

    

Ignoring the sword qi that was entangled with the black Broken Sword, Chen Yu moved like the wind, charging straight for Xiao Heng himself.    

    

Xiao Heng's mouth raised into a smile. He was not surprised by Chen Yu's reaction. The Profound Artifact Long Sword in his hand casually swung its sword and calculated the trajectory of Chen Yu's movement, sealing off Chen Yu's attack path.    

    

Chen Yu slashed out, the Sea Consciousness Space reflected the blade aura, Spirit Qi merged together, the blade intent condensed, the sword aura on the Wind Stabilization Blade condensed, the condensed sword intent did not even manage to spit out.    

    

Tink    

    

Sabers and swords clashed.    

    

The blade aura reflected by the starlight in Chen Yu's Sea of Consciousness split open and came out from between Chen Yu's eyebrows, merging with the blade.    

    

In a split-second, Chen Yu's momentum exploded. The blade aura shattered and an invisible blade appeared in the air. It easily broke through Xiao Heng's sword domain and slashed at his body.    

    

Xiao Heng's expression became more and more excited. He channeled the sword technique in his hand, and a ray of spiritual light suddenly descended from the sword door. It enveloped him, and his aura soared.    

    

Within the spiritual light, that formless ripple of space was very distinct. Xiao Heng's eyes revealed a hint of intoxication, letting this saber intent that interfered with reality land on his body. The spiritual light enveloping him gave birth to layers of formless ripple, it was a special divine intent that dominated the world and ruled over all swords.    

    

Even so, the sword intent still passed through the spiritual light and disappeared after slashing across.    

    

A trace of blood appeared on Xiao Heng's body.    

    

"So this is what a concentrated blade intent is!" Xiao Heng's eyes were as bright as stars as he said, "Thank you, Junior Brother Chen. However, you are already at the end of your skills. It's time to end this fight!"    

    

With that, Xiao Heng's sword shook and he thrust it diagonally at Chen Yu. The dense spiritual energy in his body was like the eruption of a volcano, bringing with it a sense of sharpness and dignity, as if nothing could stand in his way as he turned into a myriad of sword shadows.    

    

At the same time, the sword gate descended and was about to land on Xiao Heng's body.    

    

"It's time to end the battle!" Chen Yu also spoke at the same time. The starlight in his body flickered, as if a bright star was about to ascend into the sky. It was pure and bright, like a dream or illusion, illuminating the world.    

    

The starlight instantly rose to the extreme, making it impossible for people to see.    

    

A round and real star jumped out of Chen Yu's body and went straight for the Supreme Sword Sect.    

    

"This is?" Xiao Heng was shocked.    

    

Starlight enveloped the martial arena. One could no longer see anything under the stage.    

    

"What is this?"    

    

"What is it, could it be another kind of Spiritual Soul?"    

    

"What happened?"    

    

At this moment, on the main viewing platform, Chu Tianshu suddenly jumped up with a surprised expression on his face.    

    

"Is this a Spiritual Soul?" Elder Luo Yuanhan Qian and the others from Myriad Spirit Palace stood up at the same time, looking bewildered and uncertain.    

    

On the arena, there was a vast expanse of starlight. Even with Chu Tianshu's eyesight, he was unable to see through what was happening on the arena.    

    

At this moment, the Elder couldn't sit still any longer. He jumped up and rushed to the arena.    

    

He suddenly turned around and saw that the sword door was locked down a few feet away from his head. The connection between him and the sword door had not been broken, but he clearly felt that under the falling starlight, the sword door was clearly suppressed and could not move at all. No matter how hard he tried, he could not move.    

    

And at this moment, the myriad of sword Qis that he slashed out seemed gloomy.    

    

The sword qi shot out from the starlight, but it couldn't penetrate the starlight. Xiao Heng felt that his five senses were weakened and he could only see a few steps away.    

    

Then, he suddenly turned his head and saw Chen Yu, who was already within reach.    

    

Chen Yu's clothes were torn everywhere and his body was covered with countless of injuries caused by the sword qi.    

    

Xiao Heng punched out with his fists, and four strange dragon roars sounded out. The next moment, he heard the sound of his bones shattering, and his body flew out, passing through the starlight and falling onto the arena.