Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

The three Dragon Roaring Sound s sounded out, like thunder, Chen Yu's body shook violently, the recoil also came to a sudden stop, his feet stepped on the ground, the aura of the Earth Spiritual Dipper penetrated into his feet, his legs seemed to have grown roots.    

As the blood in his body burned fiercely, the power of his vital energy and blood skyrocketed, and the seventy to eighty blood flames were like blood gems, connecting all the power in his blood vessels and connecting them together. This brought about a formidable aura, and at this moment, Chen Yu's mind became one with his spirit, and his spirit and Qi reached a certain resonance.    

In the face of the condensed sword intent, just the Blood Fire Divine Art was not enough. At this moment, Chen Yu had entered a wonderful state, his entire being was one on the inside and the outside, from his soul to his body, all of it seemed to have reached the State of Insight.    

The Realm of Minute Subtlety appeared once again!    

The astral energy gathered and transformed into a wild dragon that was several times thicker than before. From within this Astral Qi Rude Dragon, the red, green, and yellow attributes interweaved, giving off a mysterious and strange feeling.    

However, before Chen Yu could release the three roars of the Aura Dragon, his Sea Consciousness Space reflected the force of this punch. His sea of consciousness suddenly shattered as a divine intent flashed through Chen Yu's forehead, entering his fist.    

The Astral Fist Dragon roared as an invisible ripple appeared in front of the dragon's head. It was condensed and overbearing, wanting to destroy all obstructions and quickly advance.    

"Ah!"    

At this moment, cries of surprise sounded out. Many of the martial artists in the small courtyard revealed expressions of shock.    

"Condensing Fist Aura, how is this possible?"    

"It's actually Fist Aura!"    

"Fist Aura!"    

The eyes of the man in the grey robe suddenly became gloomy, and the corners of his mouth twitched. The man beside him said in a low voice, "The first place of the Large Competition is indeed not a fluke!"    

A thousand meters away on the roof of a small courtyard, a slim and elegant lady said, "It's really interesting to see your fist intent materialize and intervene in the real world. The first place of the Large Competition is indeed something!"    

In the other direction, a man with a dull face suddenly stopped. He looked in the direction of Chen Yu and the others and quietly waited.    

In the small courtyards of the entire mansion, some people were looking from the rooftops and some people were rushing out.    

The formless ripples of space crashed into each other without any loud explosions or fluctuations. The two simply clashed together and then began to spread in all directions with the center.    

The air suddenly became like the center of a whirlpool, as if a huge stone was thrown into the water. An astonishing divine intent appeared, spreading in all directions with the point of collision as the center.    

The storm was silent and formless, yet it was like a sudden clap of thunder. To everyone's senses, a sharp and domineering two concepts were suddenly shattered, impacting their senses.    

In the face of this invisible storm of divine sense, many martial artists felt dizzy and dizzy. It was as if there was a howling wind blowing past their ears and their souls were shaking. But in truth, this was only an illusion.    

In the next moment, after the Sword Aura was slashed down to the clash of sword intent fist intents, the Sword Aura was suddenly dispersed and worn down.    

However, behind the sword light, Wu Zhaoyuan's face was pale with a hint of panic.    

The dragon head roared, and opened its mouth to swallow the sword aura. It was domineering, as if it wanted to destroy everything in the world.    

Everyone outside the small courtyard opened their eyes wide, not wanting to miss a single change.    

"Wu Zhaoyuan has lost!"    

"The sword intent refined from Baleful Yin Force is too uninteresting after all. Moreover, Wu Zhaoyuan's sword intent is too flawed!"    

"Polar Extreme Peak Chen Yu is truly a demon."    

On the rooftop of a small house a thousand meters away, the woman's clothes fluttered as she smiled and said, "Four-colored Supreme Qi, has the shackles of the Body of Void really been broken?"    

BOOM *    

The sword aura had cut the Astral Energy dragon apart, but the sword intent was extremely weak and could not be sustained. Wu Zhaoyuan was completely engulfed by the Astral Energy Dragon, and the Astral Energy dragon exploded and shattered, while the four colored Astral Qi intertwined with each other.    

The sword aura turned completely dim, and the cold and gloomy aura contained within the sword aura also disappeared without a trace.    

Wu Zhaoyuan was sent flying by the impact from the shattered Astral Energy Dragon. He flew backwards, drew an arc in the air, and then fell to the ground with blood spewing out of his mouth.    

Wu Zhaoyuan's clothes were torn to shreds, his face was as pale as paper, and his chest was caved in.    

As the gale dispersed into the wind, there was complete silence both inside and outside the small courtyard. The crowd gathered outside the small courtyard looked at each other with eyes filled with indescribable shock.    

Wang Daoquan's eyes widened as his facial expression flickered. One moment he was surprised at Wu Zhaoyuan's strength, but the next, he was defeated.    

The two figures rushed towards Wu Zhaoyuan. Footsteps broke the silence in the small courtyard.    

Only then did the entire courtyard seem to have come to life. The crowd gathered outside the courtyard also began to discuss amongst themselves.    

"Wu Zhaoyuan actually lost!"    

"In Huai Yin Town, Wu Zhaoyuan can be counted as a figure, but he's actually not a match for Polar Extreme Peak Chen Yu!"    

"Are you sure you didn't get lucky when you got the first place in the Large Competition?"    

"…"    

Listening to these discussions, Chen Yu's body slightly trembled. He felt as if a mouthful of blood was about to flow out of his throat, but it was suppressed by him.    

In that instant, every single Spirit Vortex reached at least seventy percent of their full strength. From then on, the four Spirit Vortex moved in different directions, clashing against each other.    

It was fortunate that the Star Soul managed to suppress the four Spirit Vortex in the end, but Chen Yu had also paid the price and was in a weakened state.    

This situation was very normal as Chen Yu's four Spirit Vortex were not completely stable after all. The strength that the Howling Dragon Fist's three roars could mobilize was already three times more than normal. In this situation, it could be considered lucky that the four Spirit Vortex were not affected by the Howling Dragon Fist's activation at all.    

The weakness of Spirit Vortex was still like a shackle on Chen Yu's body!    

The two martial artists supporting Wu Zhaoyuan turned to look at Chen Yu. Their expressions were filled with fear and deep hostility.    

Swallowing the scalding hot blood, Chen Yu urged the Spiritual Soul to suppress the four Spirit Vortex with all its strength, restoring the boiling blood.    

Wen Congann was the first to stand beside Chen Yu in a protective posture.    

"Clap clap." Right at this moment, the sound of clapping was heard. A person stepped forward and walked into the small courtyard.    

After clapping, he attracted everyone's attention. The corner of his mouth slightly raised up, and he said: "Junior Brother Chen Yu, your first place in the Large Competition is indeed worthy of being called. There are few young disciples in the sect who can match up to you!"    

This person's strength was also at the seventh level of the Spirit Accumulation Stage. Chen Yu felt a kind of malicious intent towards him and he couldn't help but narrow his eyes.    

Speaking of which, no matter if it was Wu Zhaoyuan, or this man with a benevolent temperament, in terms of cultivation level, they were all the same as Zhao Qiancheng and Liu Changlin, but their strengths couldn't even be mentioned in the same breath.    

Koo Xiaochen and the others were all talented individuals. In terms of aptitude, they were a lot stronger than Wu Zhaoyuan. However, Koo Xiaochen and Zhao Qiancheng were still young after all.    

Without a doubt, although this man that suddenly stood out had the same cultivation level as Wu Zhaoyuan, it would definitely not be easier to deal with him than Wu Zhaoyuan. With Chen Yu's current weakened state, if this person were to make a move again, Chen Yu would not be able to hold on!    

His eyes flashed. The man smiled and said, "Little Yan Feng, Lu Ji greets Junior Brother Chen!"    

Chen Yu let out a light breath and said, "What can I do for you, Brother Lu?"    

"I don't dare to give advice. I'm just thinking, if I can kill Junior Brother Chen here, when I return to the school, will I get the appreciation of Peak Master and the elders, and from there will they nurture me?" Lu Ji chuckled, "I don't dare to say anything about others, but the grandson of our Peak's Elder Liang Zhiyuan was killed by you in the midst of the City Battle Trial. I'm sure he won't treat me badly!"    

"Shameless!" Wen Congann rebuked angrily.    

The onlookers broke out into a flurry of discussion.    

"Brother Lu can give it a try!" Chen Yu was not angry. Instead, he laughed and said in a loud voice, "Brother Lu wants to kill me. I want to borrow Brother Lu's head for a use. There are many martial brothers who want my life. We can use Brother Lu's head to establish our might!"    

"Is that so? "Junior Brother Chen really dares to bluff. How much combat power do you have left when fighting with Wu Zhaoyuan and his disciple?" Luigi did not flare up, but just stared at Chen Yu, his voice sinister.    

"Senior brother Lu will know after one try!" Chen Yu revealed a smile that was not a smile, he slapped the Storage Bag and it flew into his hands. At the same time, his black Broken Sword was still floating in the air behind him before he retracted it, "This time, I don't dare to be empty-handed again!"    

Seeing Chen Yu's faint smile and seeing Chen Yu take out a Profound Artifact like Wind Stabilization Blade, Lu Ji's pupils shrank.    

After seeing Lu Ji's expression, Chen Yu smiled and said, "Brother Lu, you still don't dare to make a move? "Then why don't I go first!"    

After saying that, Chen Yu closed his eyes and opened them again. As his eyes opened and closed, they lit up like the edge of a blade. He took a step forward and slashed out.    

Chen Yu's highly focused Sea of Consciousness reflected the blade's aura. The saber light turned into lightning and flew out of Chen Yu's Sea of Consciousness, merging with the blade.    

The aura of the blade wasn't strong but it was dull. However, when the blade was about to cut down on Luji, invisible waves were first generated. It was the blade intent that cut down on Luji.    

When he felt the sword intent, his expression became even more incredulous. He quickly retreated, stepped on the ground with one foot, agilely moved back seventy to eighty feet and flew over the manor wall.    

The blade intent flew backwards and slashed through the air, but the formless blade intent was still unable to hide from the majority of the people present, causing them to suck in a breath of cold air.    

Like Luji, most of the people present did not expect Chen Yu to demonstrate his Saber Intent to interfere with reality.    

The intent behind this slash was obviously not strong enough, and could even be said to be incomplete. However, even the practitioners at the eighth level of the Spirit Accumulation Stage did not dare guarantee that they would still be completely unharmed after receiving such a blade intent.    

"Brother Lu, you retreated quickly!" Chen Yu laughed out loud. "Didn't you want to kill me in exchange for Little Yan Feng's important nurturing?"    

"Where did Junior Brother Chen say that?" Luji's voice came from outside the yard, he sounded righteous and strict, "Just now was just a test of Junior Brother Chen's strength and bearing, Junior Brother Chen is indeed outstanding in style, with an extraordinary bearing. "I bow in respect. I don't think Junior Brother Chen will take what happened just now to heart, right?"    

Chen Yu couldn't help but be shocked.    

Wen Congann was also stunned and cursed in a low voice, "Shameless!"    

The surrounding martial artists also issued soft laughs.    

"Senior Brother Pei!"    

"Senior Brother Pei!"    

"…"    

At that moment, a respectful voice could be heard as a figure strode into the courtyard.    

This person's footsteps seemed to have some sort of pattern, and with every pause, it would attract people's attention. As he walked into the small courtyard at a moderate pace, the atmosphere in the small courtyard suddenly became different.