Saint Sovereign of Nine Heavens

Looking at Wang Ke'er's guiltless expression, Chen Yu could only sigh. Martial Cultivator of the Devil Sect's style of doing things was indeed like carrying the word 'Demon' on his head. He did as he pleased.    

    

However, this gave Chen Yu a chance to establish his might.    

    

"Who is Ding Xinxiong?" Chen Yu asked Wang Ke'er.    

    

"The head disciple of the Golden Devil Clan!" Wang Ke'er's eyes moved as she looked at Chen Yu and said, "This person has been pestering me. If Junior Brother Chen can defeat him, I don't mind if he comes to find me tonight. Hmm, does he know where I live?"    

    

Looking for you? Chen Yu's face twitched as he said, "So, there's no trouble in killing him?"    

    

"It's not like there's no trouble at all!" Wang Ke'er said: "His master is still alive but he's not in Lonely Spirit Abyss. Rumor has it that he went to the northwest coast of China to search for refining materials!"    

    

Chen Yu nodded, stood up and walked towards the door.    

    

Gong Yuzhen and Wang Ke'er quickly followed.    

    

Before he even reached the door, Chen Yu pointed at the Storage Bag. The Blood King Bow and a Spirit Arrow were already in his hands.    

    

Chen Yu walked out of the door and saw Ding Xinxiong standing there with his hands behind his back.    

    

"A descendant of a Blood Demon! You're just an outsider here, and yet you dare to act so savagely?! If I kill you, no one will dare say anything bad about it!"    

    

"Is that so?" Chen Yu spoke indifferently. His bow was already on the bowstring as he faced Ding Xinxiong.    

    

Ding Xinxiong didn't seem to care. The distance between them wasn't far, only thirty meters, and as long as he blocked the first arrow, his arrows would be useless.    

    

Seeing Chen Yu draw his bow, Ding Xinxiong slapped his Storage Bag and took out a long sword.    

    

The moment the sword appeared in his hand, his aura became extremely sharp, and an air of gold and gas filled the air, "I heard that you defeated Chu Qunzong of the Fire Devil Clan. Chu Qunzong is also living better and better, but he was actually defeated by a practitioner of Spirit Accumulation Stage like you."    

    

Chen Yu drew his bow with an expressionless face.    

    

Blood flames surged as a bloodthirsty and violent aura surged into the sky.    

    

A blood-colored imprint appeared.    

    

Ding Xinxiong, who hadn't finished his sentence, had a sudden change in expression. His expression turned aghast, and he swallowed the latter half of his sentence into his stomach. With sword in hand, he rapidly pounced forward.    

    

However, it was already too late. Chen Yu had already released his bowstring.    

    

The blood flames surged crazily. At this moment, the entire sky and earth of the Nameless Island changed color because of it, and the faint mist that shrouded the area of the Nameless Island seemed to have been broken through by the blood light.    

    

The blood strings pierced through the void.    

    

At such a close distance, even though Ding Xinxiong was dodging with all his might, his speed was not even close to the Blood King Bow's blood veins.    

    

Ding Xinxiong did not even have time to unleash his Spiritual Soul. Although he tried his best to block the sword attack, he could not stop the hundred percent of the Blood King Bow's power.    

    

After that, Ding Xinxiong's body started to disintegrate, and under the eruption of his God's Will, his whole body turned into a mess.    

    

Only the endless bloodthirsty aura was still so thick that it could not dissipate, and it was filled with the blood aura of this place.    

    

"Ah!" At this moment, Gong Yuzhen's alarmed cry rang out.    

    

Wang Ke'er paled in shock and fear. When Chen Yu broke through the formation with his first arrow, he only released 50% of his bow when he saved Jiang Mannqian and the rest. That was why she thought Chen Yu was good at archery and didn't expect him to be this strong.    

    

To kill a warrior at the peak of Ninth Layer of the Profound Dark Stage with one arrow, that was simply too terrifying.    

    

And you have to know, Chen Yu only had the strength at the peak of the Spirit Accumulation Stage.    

    

"Chen Junior Brother Chen!" Wang Ke'er's voice was incomplete.    

    

"Senior apprentice-brother!" At this moment, a mournful cry rang out, and a figure pounced over. It was the man with the wretched face.    

    

The man's strength was also at the eighth level of the Profound Dark Stage, and his speed was extremely fast. With a strong sense of grief and indignation, the image of a golden eagle appeared on his body, multiplying his might.    

    

Chen Yu turned around slightly. Although there were no arrows, he still drew his bow.    

    

Boom! The bloodthirsty and ruthless aura shot up into the sky again. As the blood flames frantically surged, the terrifying energy released by the Blood King Bow exploded out, striking right at the vulgar man.    

    

Accompanying the destruction of the terrifying man's powerful Spiritual Dipper and the surging of his bloodthirsty strength, the wretched man was sent flying backwards, spitting blood in the air.    

    

This was also because Chen Yu had only opened up the Blood King Bow to eighty percent without having any arrows nocked.    

    

The wretched man's body fell to the ground like a sack, fainting.    

    

Chen Yu kept his Blood King Bow and walked towards that direction.    

    

Gong Yuzhen and Wang Ke'er were once again shocked speechless.    

    

In the square outside the restaurant, a few silhouettes appeared. Upon seeing this scene, a look of shock also appeared on their faces.    

    

The few customers in the restaurant and the cripple walked out. As they looked at the square that still had a bloodthirsty and ruthless aura, they all exclaimed in astonishment and started discussing.    

    

"Junior Brother Chen!" Wang Ke'er finally reacted and grabbed Chen Yu's hand. "What are you doing?"    

    

"Grab the spoils of war!" Chen Yu said.    

    

"Stop raiding, let's go!" Wang Ke'er said, "Let's return to the Shadow Devil Palace first!"    

    

"Why?" Chen Yu was stunned for a moment before he asked.    

    

Wang Ke'er's face darkened. "What else can I do?" This is too exaggerated and too high-profile, it should have alarmed all Martial Cultivator of the Devil Sect on the island! "    

    

"So what?" Chen Yu was confused.    

    

Wang Ke'er stamped her feet in worry, "Why don't you understand? You killed Ding Xinxiong with one arrow and didn't even leave a corpse behind. You are too much of a threat!"    

    

Only then did Chen Yu realize something.    

    

It wasn't that he was stupid, it was that he didn't think about it.    

    

The reason why he used the Blood King Bow to kill Ding Xinxiong was because he found the situation troublesome. However, this method would undoubtedly attract the wrath of the masses.    

    

After all, he relied on a heavy weapon like the Blood King Bow to kill people, and Chen Yu who had a heavy weapon, was only a practitioner of Spirit Accumulation Stage.    

    

Simply put, Chen Yu defeating a late stage or even peak Profound Dark Stage with his cultivation was already a shocking event, causing many people to feel that Chen Yu was a demon.    

    

Furthermore, Chen Yu could easily kill Ding Xinxiong with a heavy weapon like the Blood King Bow. This showed that he had the ability to easily kill any Profound Dark Stage Ranker!    

    

The so called "Wood Elementary Scholar" would be destroyed by Lin Feng, not to mention Chen Yu, who was excessively talented.    

    

"Thank you for reminding me, Senior Sister. I understand!" However, even though he understood this, Chen Yu did not leave. Instead, he replied with a sentence, and continued to walk towards the wretched man, taking his Storage Bag and finding Ding Xinxiong's Storage Bag.    

    

Seeing that Chen Yu was still plundering the spoils of war, Martial Cultivator of the Devil Sect, who was one of the few people in the square, had his face twitch.    

    

Swoosh, swoosh. When Chen Yu hung the Storage Bag on his body, a figure flew over.    

    

"What's going on?"    

    

"Who's fighting here?"    

    

"That brutal aura just now, who was it from?"    

    

"…"    

    

Everyone's gaze fell on Chen Yu with an expression of bewilderment.    

    

"Ding Xinxiong is dead!" Someone opened his mouth to explain and pointed at Chen Yu, "He was killed by that person with one arrow, not even his bones are left!"    

    

Thus, Martial Cultivator of the Devil Sect's expression changed drastically and turned pale.    

    

Most of them were not as strong as Ding Xinxiong, and only a few of them could match up to him.    

    

Ding Xinxiong, on the other hand, had been killed by Chen Yu's arrow, and not even his bones were left.    

    

In an instant, discussions broke out. Many people felt that this wasn't true.    

    

Chen Yu looked around at Martial Cultivator of the Devil Sect who had rushed over. There were already around 20-30 people, and the number of people was still increasing.    

    

Chen Yu didn't mind. He walked toward Wang Ke'er and said, "Sister Wang, Sister Gong, let's go back!"    

    

Wang Ke'er's face turned pale. She looked at Chen Yu and swallowed her saliva, wanting to say that she didn't know Chen Yu.    

    

However, Wang Ke'er still nodded her head and walked out of the square with her head lowered.    

    

Martial Cultivator of the Devil Sect, who was surrounded by many others, asked what had happened to the former. After receiving the answer, they all looked at each other in disbelief.    

    

For a time, no one came forward to stop them.    

    

"Hehe, Junior Sister Wang, Junior Sister Gong, what are you so anxious about?" When Chen Yu and the other two reached the edge of the square, a woman stepped out of the crowd and blocked their way with a soft laugh.    

    

She looked pretty, but her every move seemed to be seducing a man. She said, "This Junior Brother, could it be that blood demon descendant who recently arrived on the island and defeated Brother Chu Qunzong of the Fire Devil Clan?"    

    

Seeing this woman, both Wang Ke'er and Gong Yuzhen had ugly expressions, especially Wang Ke'er. She looked at the woman as if she was an enemy.    

    

"This is Junior Brother Chen, Zhao Yaner, what are you trying to do?" Wang Ke'er said.    

    

Chen Yu felt his heart tremble.    

    

Furthermore, Chen Yu could clearly feel that Zhao Yaner's body had an unwittingly attractive and intoxicating fluctuation of psychic power.    

    

Zhao Yaner walked in front of Chen Yu and stretched out her slender hands, gently stroking Chen Yu's chest. A pair of plump breasts rubbed against Chen Yu's arm, emitting a mesmerizing fragrance, she said, "Junior Brother Chen, did you really kill Ding Xinxiong in one shot?"    

    

A blush rose on Zhao Yaner's face, but she did not dodge. Instead, she scolded, "Junior Brother Chen, you're so bad!"    

    

"Slut!" Wang Ke'er cursed in a low voice.    

    

Martial Cultivator of the Devil Sect revealed a playful expression.    

    

"What else do you want to know, Sister Zhao Yaner?" Chen Yu said with a smile.    

    

In an instant, her domain silently spread out!