Soul Emperor Martial God-Chapter 45 - 44: The Might of the Mountain Shattering Slash

Chapter 45: Chapter 44: The Might of the Mountain Shattering Slash

Xiao Yi’s appearance at this moment was truly frightening; his bloodthirsty gaze and the corpses scattered everywhere filled Iron Blade and Murong Qianjun with fear.

However, having spent most of his life on the blade’s edge and accustomed to life and death, Iron Blade was the first to recover. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

"Damn it, dare to kill my people of the Iron Blade Demon Hunting Team, boy, give me your life!" Iron Blade instantly flew into a rage, drawing his blade and charging at Xiao Yi.

The Iron Blade Demon Hunting Team had a notorious reputation in the Meteorite Mountain Range, so much so that many sought to hire them.

The subordinates he had brought this time to aid Murong Qianjun were all his trusted aides. Now that they were all dead, it was a tremendous loss for the Iron Blade Demon Hunting Team, and he couldn’t contain his fury.

"Don’t be impulsive, that boy just used the Xiao Family’s Xuan Rank Martial Technique, and it’s extremely powerful," Murong Qianjun cautioned.

But Iron Blade, unbothered, thought of his own Postnatal Sixth Layer cultivation; would he be afraid of a greenhorn?

"Bring it on," Xiao Yi coldly shouted, his palm blasting forward.

His strength, enhanced by the Rising Dragon, reached the Postnatal Fourth Layer, and in combination with the Ice and Fire Qi Pill, his attack was comparable to that of the Postnatal Fifth Layer.

That is to say, in terms of strength, there was only a one-layer difference between him and Iron Blade.

Iron Blade’s slash was fierce and his combat experience vast, befitting his reputation as a seasoned Demon Hunter.

Xiao Yi, fearless as ever, sequentially executed Leopard Form and Tiger Form.

With the Xingyi Five Extremes, the slight gap of one layer was completely bridged.

His hands transformed into claws, gripping the blade tightly.

Iron Blade sneered, "Brat, daring to block my blade with your hands, huh, let’s see how I render them useless."

Xiao Yi didn’t speak, his bloodthirsty gaze fixed firmly on Iron Blade as he grasped even tighter.

"Huh? What’s going on?" Iron Blade immediately noticed his blade was firmly caught by Xiao Yi, unable to move an inch.

On the other side, Murong Qianjun’s eyes narrowed, whispering, "Xiao Yi actually has such strength, holding his own against Iron Blade. It seems Iron Blade alone can’t handle him, so I shall be the one to kill him."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Murong Qianjun waved his hand and cried out, "Green Wave Water Singing Arrow."

An array of arrows materialized out of nowhere, turning into beams of blue light headed straight for Xiao Yi.

He had taken advantage of Xiao Yi’s fight with Iron Blade to launch a sneak attack.

Xiao Yi’s eyes grew colder as flames burst from his body, while his hands continued to contend with Iron Blade.

Iron Blade, with both hands on his blade, binding Xiao Yi, felt a rush of elation, "Joining forces with Young Master Qianjun, you’re doomed, kid. If you dare to divide your attention to fend off those arrows, my Iron Blade will cripple your hands; if you keep blocking my Iron Blade, those arrows will pierce you through like a sieve, hahaha!"

"Hmph," Xiao Yi snorted, his face only showing composure and coldness, as he quickly called out, "Fire Devouring Hundred Blades."

Almost at the instant his voice fell, his hands, which were originally clasping the large blade, burst forth with two terrifyingly hot fire blades.

Iron Blade’s face changed at once, as if he realized what Xiao Yi intended to do, "You... what are you trying to do?"

Xiao Yi’s expression remained unchanged as he stared coldly at Iron Blade and said, "Don’t want to do anything, just want your life."

Iron Blade’s pupils shrank, and he immediately tried to retract his blade and escape.

But Xiao Yi would not give him the chance to flee.

"Die," Xiao Yi coldly shouted, as two fire blades flew from his grasp.

"Madman, you’re a madman! At such a close range, you’ll be gravely injured too," Iron Blade exclaimed in terror, never having expected a youth to be so recklessly determined.

With a sizzle, the two fire blades struck Iron Blade’s chest fiercely and then exploded with a boom.

Bang! Iron Blade’s body erupted in an explosion, then he was sent flying, blood gushing from his orifices.

At the same time, the close-range explosion also left Xiao Yi’s hands bloody and mangled, with his own body suffering serious injuries.

Xiao Yi’s movements were swift, completing the series of actions almost instantly.

At that moment, the sky full of arrows reached his back. Some were neutralized by the flames on his body, the rest piercing straight through his back.

"Thump, thump," Xiao Yi coughed up mouthfuls of fresh blood.

By the time the arrow rain ceased, he was covered in wounds, blood holes riddling his body.

But looking at Iron Blade, now dead ahead, he began to smile with satisfaction.

Although Iron Blade did not seem to have sustained fatal injuries, the two fire blades that had exploded upon piercing his chest had already shattered his internal organs, and he was indeed beyond saving.

Smiling, Xiao Yi thought it was well worth it, despite his own grave injuries, to exchange for Iron Blade’s death.

Murong Qianjun, watching Xiao Yi’s smile, suddenly felt a chill.

"This madman, how can he still smile like that?" Murong Qianjun found himself feeling an inkling of fear toward Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi, standing tall despite his serious injuries, turned to face Murong Qianjun and said coldly, "Now, it’s your turn."

"You..." Murong Qianjun involuntarily took a step back but quickly recovered, "Hmph, he’s just a cripple; and now that he’s severely injured, why should I fear him?"

Thinking thus, Murong Qianjun regained his usual arrogance, "Xiao Yi, you managed to kill Iron Blade, pretty impressive. But, do you think you can escape from me today?"

"Escape? Hahahaha." Xiao Yi laughed loudly, then his expression turned icy, "Murong Qianjun, your Murong Family spread rumors to destroy my reputation, which I didn’t care about. But you dared to slander my Elders of Xiao Family and repeatedly insult them. I will not let you off."

Initially, after the Murong Family spread the rumors, they continuously maligned the Third Elder of the Xiao Family, Xiao Chong, for protecting Xiao Yi without distinguishing right from wrong, claiming the two colluded and were partners in crime.

This was the real reason Xiao Yi agreed to the Great Elder’s request to find trouble with Murong Qianjun.

Adding on the Xiao Family Disciples severely injured in the dense forest, harboring both new and old hatreds, Xiao Yi was moved to kill.

"Xiao Zhuang and Xiao Zimu’s Dantians are destroyed, and they will never be martial artists again, doomed to be disabled for life. Think not that you will fare any better. I’ll take your life for both of them." Xiao Yi said coldly and instantly attacked Murong Qianjun.

Xiao Yi’s injuries were only superficial and not as severe as imagined. He had planned earlier to kill Iron Blade while seriously injured, and to cover his body, especially vital parts, in flames.

To counteract the rain of arrows.

Though, there were many bloody holes on his body, none were fatal.

"Hmph, you think you can kill me? What vain bravado," Murong Qianjun snorted coldly and spoke lowly, "Let’s see the gap between you and me, Green Wave Layered Palm."

No sooner had he spoken than Murong Qianjun fiercely condensed a massive layer of waves in his palm, the water churning ceaselessly, with a terrifying momentum.

Green Wave Layered Palm, a Low-level Xuan Rank Martial Technique of the Murong Family, was extremely powerful.

Xiao Yi didn’t stop moving, and in his hand, he also condensed a ’Fire Sword’ using his Fire Control Ability.

It wasn’t a powerful move, just a sword formed purely of flames.

"Mountain Shattering Slash." Xiao Yi roared, slashing the sword towards Murong Qianjun.

At that moment, Murong Qianjun also released the giant wave.

The Fire Sword collided with the wave instantaneously, and upon contact, the hot flames and cold waves created countless clouds of steam.

The next second, however, the Fire Sword seemed to contain a power capable of destroying heaven and earth, and it heavily crushed the towering wave.

The Fire Sword split the wave in the middle and then continued towards Murong Qianjun.

"What? My Green Wave Layered Palm was actually broken?" Murong Qianjun was startled, retreating hastily.

With a hiss, the Fire Sword slashed across his chest, leaving a fierce wound. Then, the heavy and unwavering force on the sword knocked him flying.

Had he not been quick to retreat, he might have been dismembered by the Fire Sword.

"Ugh." After stabilizing himself, Murong Qianjun spat out a mouthful of blood and watched Xiao Yi in disbelief, "How is this possible? The strongest techniques of the Xiao Family are only Low-level Xuan Rank, how could they break the techniques of the Murong Family?"

Xiao Yi smirked coldly, the Mountain Shattering Slash was a Mid-level Xuan Rank Martial Technique, naturally stronger.

"You evaded one sword, I’ll see if you can evade the second." Xiao Yi attacked Murong Qianjun again, clearly intent on killing him.

Murong Qianjun, taken aback, used the Green Wave Layered Palm again.

With a bang, it was the same outcome; the wave was broken, another ghastly wound added to his body, blood flowing profusely from his chest, clearly seriously injured.

On the third sword strike, Murong Qianjun, knocked flying again, had no energy left to stand, his face pale, spitting blood in great gulps.

"Hmph." Xiao Yi scoffed, approaching him, snatching the Qiankun Bag at his waist, and after a quick glance, found that the three Demon Blood Flame Heart Fruits were inside.

"Take the Demon Blood Flame Heart Fruits and everything inside, just let me go, Xiao Yi," Murong Qianjun pleaded, suppressing his injuries.

Seeing the bloodthirsty cold gaze in Xiao Yi’s eyes, he had no doubts that Xiao Yi would kill him.

"Heh." Xiao Yi said coldly, "Now that your Qiankun Bag is in my hands, do I need you to give it to me?"

Having said that, Xiao Yi raised his Fire Sword and stabbed down fiercely.

As expected, while seriously injured, Murong Qianjun couldn’t resist and was doomed.

"No, don’t..." Murong Qianjun screamed.

Just then, from a distance, a bellowing voice reached them.

"Boy, stop right there!"

The man hadn’t arrived, but his voice had, and simultaneously, a terrifying attack shot through the air, heading straight for Xiao Yi.

Although the attack came from afar, its speed was astoundingly fast, so fast that Xiao Yi couldn’t react and was struck, spitting blood as he was knocked flying.

"How strong. Such an attack could only possibly be made by an Innate Martial Artist."

And sure enough, a figure broke through the air and arrived. Murong Qianjun, upon seeing the figure, was overjoyed, "Murong Xie, Elder, save me."

On the other side, another figure broke through the air, just as swiftly as the previous one.

"Xiao Yi, are you alright?"

The figure arrived, and it was none other than the Fourth Elder.

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