God Emperor-Chapter 1314 - Pre-Sword Saint

Chapter 1314: Pre-Sword Saint

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

Martial Saint Canglan grunted softly. Holy Qi circulated furiously within her. The fiery wings on her back grew even hotter. Her slender frame was like a burning sun.

She really did attack Blood Saint Sijian.

On the other hand, the six Saintesses stood in six directions, going into a sword formation again. Six beams of light burst out of them, attacking Blood Saint Miefeng.

“You think you can fight against me?”

Blood Saint Miefeng laughed uproariously. He opened his arms and a furious windstorm appeared between his hands. Then he pressed forward. Chaotic force like a wild storm crashed against the sword formation.

Kaboom!

The difference in cultivation was too large. The sword formation shattered in an instant. The six Saintesses flew out like falling leaves. They were all injured.

Blood Saint Miefeng laughed, revealing two rows of sharp teeth. He walked toward two Saintesses. He picked them up from the ground.

“Martial Saint Canglan,” he said. “If you don’t want them to die in my hands, you better put down your sword.”

Martial Saint Canglan didn’t put her sword down. Instead, she kept releasing offensive sword techniques, forcing Blood Saint Sijian and the sword slaves back.

The Saintess in Blood Saint Miefeng’s right hand scoffed. “You’re dreaming if you want to use us to threaten the Martial Saint. Since I’ve already lost, let’s die together.”

With that, the two Saintesses tried to deactivate their saintly sources. But they discovered that Blood Saint Miefeng had restricted their meridians. They couldn’t circulate Holy Qi at all.

“Since Martial Saint Canglan is so merciless, then you’ve lost value. Die!”

Blood Saint Miefeng prepared to start killing. Just then, a burst of saintly might emerged behind him. A dangerous aura was quickly approaching.

“Another strong figure?”

Blood Saint Miefeng felt an icy chill behind him. A strong sense of danger appeared. He was forced to use the two Saintesses as a shield, tossing them behind to block the sneak attack.

After he tossed the Saintesses out, he discovered that the powerful force was right in front of him. He was faced with a beam of sword light. It was at his chest in an instant.

He couldn’t dodge it at all. Blood Saint Miefeng could only activate all his Holy Qi and move it to his chest. Then a blood-red beam of light poured out of his chest.

Boom.

The two forces clashed violently. The sword light and bloody beam shattered at once.

Blood Saint Miefeng took three steps back. He created three deep footprints on the ground. Pain radiated from his chest.

He looked over and was extremely shocked. “It’s you.”

Zhang Ruochen stood before Blood Saint Miefeng. With his white robe and flowing hair, he had a sharp aura. He was completely different from the weak state from before.

He was the one who’d attacked earlier.

Gu Songzi didn’t lie, Zhang Ruochen thought. My meridians really have reconnected.

After swallowing the divine pill, Zhang Ruochen could feel Chaotic Qi and Holy Qi flowing crazily through his Saintly Meridians and meridians. Both his martial arts cultivation and physical strength had improved greatly.

It felt amazing to recover his cultivation. It was like someone at the brink of death suddenly reaching the prime of health again, basking under the sun and enjoying everything life had to offer.

As expected of a Heaven Pass Blood General. Even though I used a sneak attack, I still didn’t have the advantage at all.

Blood Saint Miefeng had taken three steps back, but Zhang Ruochen had retreated more than him.

No wonder Qiu Lanshan, in the Heaven Pass Realm, would escape when Heaven Pass Blood Generals appeared. The two had very different levels.

The six Saintesses gaped at Zhang Ruochen, dumbfounded.

“He’s a Martial Saint too.”

“He could make Blood Saint Miefeng take three steps back. Even if he’s not in the Heaven Pass Realm, he must be at the peak of the Absolute Land Realm.”

“Incredible. I always thought that he was a Spiritual Power Saint.”

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Blood Saint Miefeng chuckled. “Not bad, but you’re still too far from my level. I will kill you within five strikes.”

“Don’t be so sure.” Zhang Ruochen pinched the air. Beams of Spiritual Qi grouped toward him, forming a four-foot-long white sword. “Formation.”

The six Saintesses froze. However, they were all Saints and still reacted more quickly than regular people. They immediately used physical techniques and grouped with Zhang Ruochen, creating a sword formation.

“Lord, we’ll attack him head-on with the sword formation,” Saintess Liuli said. “You just need to help us delay him for a bit. When the Martial Saint kills Blood Saint Sijian, the tides will turn.”

“No need to be so troublesome. I’ll lead the sword formation.”

Zhang Ruochen stepped on the ground twice. He hoisted up his long sword horizontally, instantly becoming one with the sword formation.

The six-person formation was now seven people. It was much stronger and covered twice as much land.

The six Saintesses were once again shocked, exchanging glances. How could he be so familiar with their sword formation? Had he studied it before?

But even if he had, he hadn’t practiced with them. There was no way he could join the formation so quickly.

Even though they were shocked, they were very happy as well. Zhang Ruochen was much stronger than them. After joining the sword formation, he would definitely strengthen it. They might be able to counter a Heaven Pass Blood Saint.

“No formation will be able to stand before absolute power. World-destroying Storm.”

Blood Saint Miefeng raised his arms again and cast a spell. A huge blood-red windstorm appeared between his hands. There were deafening gales of wind.

As he sent the storm forward, the world started spinning. Even the runes of the Supreme Saint’s formation snapped one by one.

Zhang Ruochen’s eyes were as calm as water. He moved his sword, operating the sword formation. The swords of the six Saintesses weren’t under their control anymore. They became one with Zhang Ruochen’s long sword and cut forward at once.

The blood-red windstorm was torn apart. Beams of Sword Qi flew out, raining on Blood Saint Miefeng with booms.

Blood Saint Miefeng retreated continuously. After moving dozens of feet, he roared. Powerful Blood Qi poured out of him. It formed a huge millstone that spun frantically, forcing all the Sword Qi away.

Whoosh!

Another beam of sword light stabbed forward. It shone with blinding light and crashed against the red millstone.

After a loud boom, Blood Saint Miefeng retreated again. He crashed through a row of trees and fortunately steadied himself in time. Otherwise, he would’ve fallen into the Supreme Saint’s formation.

The all-powerful Heaven Pass Blood General had actually been forced back twice. His eyes turned extremely cold. “You’re looking for death.”

With Zhang Ruochen as the lead, the seven-person sword formation pushed forward. They got closer and closer to Blood Saint Miefeng.

Blood Saint Miefeng was furious. Ever since he’d met this man, nothing had gone wrong. The man was practically his unlucky star. Today, he would kill Zhang Ruochen even if he had to pay for it.

Blood Saint Miefeng was about to use his trump card, but Blood Saint Sijian couldn’t take it anymore. He lost and sent a message to Blood Saint Miefeng. “Hurry and retreat. We’ll take care of him after grouping with Blood Saint Kongqian.”

Of Blood Saint Sijian’s four arms, two were broken. He couldn’t regrow them in a short period, so he turned and fled, disappearing into the forest as a cloud of bloody fog.

Blood Saint Miefeng knew how powerful Martial Saint Canglan was. Since Blood Saint Sijian had fled, he didn’t dare to continue fighting.

When Martial Saint Canglan arrived, Blood Saint Miefeng had already vanished.

The six Saintesses were all overjoyed. The crisis had finally been averted. It was all thanks to that mysterious man. If not for him, the consequences would’ve been unimaginable.

Martial Saint Canglan’s eyes turned cold. She suddenly stabbed at Zhang Ruochen’s forehead, fast as lightning.

Zhang Ruochen stood in place without moving.

In the end, Martial Saint Canglan pulled back. The sword tip stopped between Zhang Ruochen’s eyebrows without piercing his forehead.

“Why don’t you defend yourself?” Martial Saint Canglan asked.

Zhang Ruochen chuckled. “I know you won’t kill me. Why should I defend myself?”

Martial Saint Canglan furrowed her slender brows. She didn’t know what to do with this man. Putting her sword away, she said, “The To One Sword Formation, created by the Empress, is only passed on to the 72 palace Saintesses. How did you learn it?”

“So it’s called the To One Sword Formation,” Zhang Ruochen murmured to himself. “Was it developed from the To One Sword Technique?”

It seemed that he really didn’t know about the To One Sword Formation.

“You saw them use the To One Sword Formation earlier,” Martial Saint Canglan said. “Did you learn it within that short period of time?”

Zhang Ruochen’s lips curled up. “Indeed.”

The six Saintesses were all amazed. Only those who cultivated the To One Sword Formation would know how complex it was. How could one learn it without spending decades on it?

He’d learned it just by watching it once. This was crazy!

“As expected.” Martial Saint Canglan wasn’t surprised at all. “With your Spiritual Power and knowledge of the Sword Way like a Sword Saint, it’s not strange that you can do this.”

“The To One Sword Formation is filled with changes,” Zhang Ruochen said modestly. “It can borrow the strength of the world. How can it be easy to comprehend fully? I’ve only learned the basics.”

“With your attainment in the Sword Way, you’re practically a Pre-Saint. There are not many like you in Kunlun’s Field. You couldn’t have come out of nowhere. Who are you?”

Martial Saint Canglan was also a Pre-Saint and the close guard of the Empress. She knew about the powerful swordsmen of the world, but Zhang Ruochen’s appearance had surprised her.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and shook his head. He obviously wouldn’t tell her.

Martial Saint Canglan was disappointed. But she quickly thought of something and smiled. She blinked her beautiful eyes. Filled with amorous feelings, she said, “It’s rare to meet a Pre-Sword Saint. How about we duel? We’ll only use techniques and no Holy Qi.”