Capítulo 1022: Chapter 1018: Establishing Authority
Ten people increased their speed to the utmost, instantly rushing into the dense forest and catching sight of four middle-aged n and Chu Liezhao.
They saw the Bright Moon flowing continuously on the Sword of Chu Liezhao in his hand, its luster shimring like autumn water.
The sword tip pierced into the throat of a thin middle-aged man, who stared wide-eyed, with a faint glow in his left palm, as hazy as the Bright Moon behind the thin clouds.
He looked at Chu Liezhao with resentnt and anger while the glow in his left palm began to flicker.
The glow tried to burst with anger, but expanded and then contracted, unwilling to restrain itself, it expanded again, then contracted, several tis it grew and shrank, becoming increasingly dim.
“You…” The other three middle-aged n, shocked, reacted.
“Old Wen!”
“Brother Wen!”
A burly man threw a punch, transforming into a flurry of punch shadows, spreading toward Chu Liezhao silently.
“Wu…wu…”
The other two middle-aged n drew their swords, and amidst the piercing, haunting sound, countless Sword Shadows fell toward Chu Liezhao.
The punch shadows in the sky suddenly condensed, forming a giant snowball with a diater of ten ters, rushing toward Chu Liezhao with the montum of an avalanche, unavoidable.
“Sizzle sizzle sizzle sizzle…”
The sound transford into a soft whistling, and countless small swords scattered from the Sword Shadows.
Like an endless, whispering rain enveloping Chu Liezhao, unavoidable as well.
Chu Liezhao drew his sword, causing Wen Siming, who was clutching his throat, to fly into the sword and punch shadow snowball.
At the sa ti, he swiped past his left palm, taking the faint glow, and in a flash appeared behind the burly middle-aged man throwing punches.
The sword tip aid at the back of his head.
This burly middle-aged man had muscles and bones as strong as copper, the sword tip could not penetrate the back of his head.
“Ding…”
The clear sound of tal striking, this middle-aged man let out a roar, his body suddenly expanded, like inflated, instantly growing a circle.
“I’ll kill you——!”
His body expanded to a giant size, with a nacing growl he charged.
Having grown larger, he didn’t beco sluggish; instead, he was faster, his punches more fierce, like teors smashing toward Chu Liezhao.
Chu Liezhao flashed, appearing behind a handso middle-aged man wielding a sword, as the sword tip pierced his throat.
The handso middle-aged man, in disbelief, with wide eyes, swung his sword with difficulty, elegantly and silently in a quick stroke aid at Chu Liezhao’s throat.
Chu Liezhao withdrew his sword, tossing the bleeding man toward another sword-wielding middle-aged man.
anwhile, Li Miaotan had arrived, attacking the sword-wielding middle-aged man, her sword intercepting the countless Sword Shadows.
Chu Liezhao then faced the man like a giant, his figure flashing, as the Swift Light Sword struck him like autumn water, producing “ding ding” clear sounds.
Being able to withstand the Swift Light Sword, Chu Liezhao determined that this middle-aged man also used a Spiritual Treasure.
The burly middle-aged man looked like an angry-eyed King Kong, his punch shadows resembling mountains and waves.
Within a ten zhang radius, the trees turned to powder, and the ground seed hamred down a foot.
While he cast countless punch shadows, he roared: “Old ng, retreat——!”
The situation was beyond salvaging, the only wish was to retreat safely.
No one could have imagined that Wen Siming’s Purple Sky Spirit Sword hadn’t even been used, yet was killed by Chu Liezhao.
His own Spiritual Artifact seed to be suppressed by Chu Liezhao’s Spiritual Artifact.
That sword was peculiar, too fast, beyond normal, beyond imagination.
Moreover, Chu Liezhao’s cultivation also exceeded imagination; he was actually the Seventh Transition.
Seventh Transition plus this Spirit Sword made him unbeatable; retreat was the only choice.
Moreover, he saw ten Venerable rushing over.
“Retreat——!”
Another middle-aged man shouted.
He wielded countless Sword lights, each screaming fiercely, also like a wailing sound, causing heart tremors upon hearing.
“You go first!” The burly middle-aged man shouted: “Don’t hesitate!”
“Alright, I’ll go first, Old Lei, take care!”
The sword-wielding middle-aged man agreed, his sword suddenly aiming at the rushing ten Venerables.
The countless Sword lights suddenly beca silent.
Li Miaotan’s sword tip pursued him, stabbing him in the back.
But it was soon discovered that it was only an illusion.
He appeared with several figures, each wielding countless Sword lights.
It’s hard to discern which figure was real or false.
“What excellent Swordsmanship!”
“Leave it to !”
The Venerables wielded their swords or fists, each dealing with a figure.
Li Miaotan stopped her sword, her sword tip faintly pointing at the scene, feeling frustrated.
Frustrated that her cultivation wasn’t strong enough, her Swordsmanship wasn’t high enough, and couldn’t intervene.
Among the Venerables, even the lowest Fifth Transition exceeded her.
She was considered the weakest link.
She turned her head to Chu Liezhao, his figure was blurred as mist and smoke, entangling the burly middle-aged man like a black bear, constantly stabbing him.
“Ding ding ding ding…”
The clear sound was like rain hitting banana leaves.
She felt this burly middle-aged man couldn’t hold on much longer; even with a Spiritual Artifact, he couldn’t break the rule that loss follows persistent defense.
“Prince Consort, do you need our assistance?”
“Gentlen, deal with him, swift and decisive, don’t let him perish together!”
He didn’t speak to dissolve the resistance of these two Venerables, knowing it was useless.
In this situation, the lightest disposal is to abolish their cultivation.
Without cultivation, they’re no longer Venerables, their Lifespan instantly drops, equivalent to killing them.
No Spirit Pill, no matter how miraculous, could imdiately restore a Venerable’s cultivation.
So they only had one choice, to fight their way out, to carve out a path to survival.
“Old Lei, I’m taking the first step!”
The sword-wielding middle-aged man shouted, his figure suddenly splitting again from ten figures to twenty, shooting into the distance simultaneously.
“Good kid!”
“Hey, leave it to !”
…
Song Qin and the ten Venerables all took ruthless actions.
But with twenty silhouettes, they could only confront ten, allowing the other ten silhouettes to escape far away.
They quickly discovered that the figures before them were re illusions, as the real Miao Yin Sword Sect Venerable had already fled.
Instantly, anger arose.
Ten are not as good as one, they’ve lost all face!
“Chase!”
Thus, everyone hastily activated their movent techniques to pursue, their figures threading through the dense forest.
However, the Miao Yin Sword Sect Venerable’s Qinggong was astonishingly fast. He clearly used a secret technique to stimulate his potential, widening the gap between them. If he weren’t desperately channeling True Yuan, making his aura palpable, they would have already lost sight of him.
In the blink of an eye, they had pursued him out of the dense forest, seeing him already at the treetop halfway up another mountain.
The two Venerables from Fengtian Palace exchanged a glance and shook their heads helplessly.
The Mystic Qilin Bracelet was useless at this mont, a waste of possession.
Miao Yin Sword Sect’s Illusion Technique is an absolute skill. The distinction between reality and illusion is difficult, as they can switch instantly, marvelously exquisite.
Not afraid of being surrounded.
A siege is, in fact, a great opportunity for them.
Chu Liezhao appeared in their sight, a flash, then disappeared from his original position, appearing behind the Miao Yin Sword Sect Venerable, with the sword tip already piercing him.
This sword was incredibly fast, with no ti to evade. In an instant, the middle-aged man split into two silhouettes.
“Uh…”
The sword tip protruded before his throat, hanging him in mid-air.
He swung his sword backward, but Chu Liezhao easily evaded.
A burly middle-aged man stepped forth, crashing into the dense forest, fleeing in another direction.
Under Super Sense, his huge body was agile and swift, at astonishing speed.
Chu Liezhao did not hurry to chase him, instead, flicked his sword.
The Miao Yin Sword Sect Venerable flew diagonally, hanging onto a pine tree’s treetop.
Blood gushed along the branches, seeped to the tree roots amidst dead leaves and soil.
The approaching Venerables halted, staring blankly.
Watching this Venerable suspended on the treetop, blood gushing, their hearts unnervingly chill.
Chu Liezhao slaughtering Venerables genuinely seed as easy as slaughtering chickens.
Wielding a Spirit Sword, his Swordsmanship and movent technique were unbelievably fast and unstoppable.
Unless one is like Venerable Tianli Snow Peak, holding a Protective Spiritual Artifact to escape death.
Li Miaotan drifted over, landing beside Chu Liezhao, whispering: “That guy escaped!”
Chu Liezhao said: “Let his montum leak first, then won’t be too late to kill.”
Song Qin clasped his hands with a bitter smile: “Prince Consort, you don’t actually need us.”
This trip was unnecessary.
Four Venerables with two Seventh Transition ones couldn’t withstand a single move, only Venerable Tianli Snow Peak survived using secret technique with Spiritual Artifact tily.
Chu Liezhao smiled: “With esteed predecessors present, my mind is at ease, allowing such performance.”
“Haha…” Song Qin laughed out loud.
He felt that this remark wouldn’t even deceive a child.
Chu Liezhao helplessly spoke the truth: “After all, a Seventh Transition Venerable, I didn’t expect him to be so weak.”
An elder shook his head: “Hey, not that the Seventh Transition Venerable is weak, but Prince Consort you are too strong, a good sword! Good Swordsmanship!”
Chu Liezhao smiled and clasped his hands: “Please, seniors help carry their corpses back. I’ll chase after Venerable Tianli Snow Peak with my wife.”
Song Qin readily agreed: “Sure, leave it to us!”
As Venerables, the corpses naturally can’t be left wild, they must be given basic dignity.
They knew all four Venerables, had dealt much with them.
Even though they always wanted to kill the opponent, seeing them effortlessly slain by Chu Liezhao still stirred a hint of regret.
Watching Chu Liezhao and Li Miaotan drift away, they withdrawn their gaze, becoming silent.
No longer interested in words.
Li Miaotan allowed Chu Liezhao to hold her slender waist, gliding as she toyed with a Short Sword.
The small sword rely a foot long, exquisite and delicate, the snow-bright Sword adorned with patterns, vaguely flashing purple light.
Surrounding scenery fleetingly vanished, they glided near treetops, drifting like clouds swiftly.
She chuckled lightly: “Is this the Purple Sky Spirit Sword? One of Purple Sky Jade Pavilion’s Town Pavilion Spiritual Artifacts?”
Chu Liezhao said: “Probably is.”
“Didn’t expect…” Li Miaotan said: “Really didn’t need their help.”
Chu Liezhao smiled.
Li Miaotan’s bright eyes turned, then she smirked: “You’re really mischievous!”
As they spent more ti together, she understood Chu Liezhao increasingly, instantly grasping his intention.
After this incident, the Four Great Sects, including Fengtian Palace, would change their attitude toward him.
Especially Fengtian Palace, would they still dare act superior as before?
Chu Liezhao chuckled: “It’s not all about establishing authority. With ten Venerables involved, Yuanzhen should completely give up and stop causing troubleso antics.”
Li Miaotan gently nodded.
Yuanzhen should perceive Phoenix Dynasty’s will, not to be tolerated.
Should he continue, Phoenix Dynasty won’t relent, a burden Yuanzhen wouldn’t bear.
“Let’s go, that guy is about done.”
“What Spiritual Artifact is he using?”
“That I don’t know, a formidable Spiritual Artifact, quite botherso.”
Like a tortoise shell, it blocked Swift Light Sword, arduously enduring till now.
Venerable Tianli Snow Peak’s speed was astonishingly fast, running a hundred miles in one breath.
At this mont, his body resembled a deflated balloon, even looking slimr than usual.
Like another person.
If not for Super Sense observing, watching his transformation process, easily overlooked.
He saw Chu Liezhao and Li Miaotan gracefully land ten feet ahead, his expression slightly somber.
Chu Liezhao shook his head: “You can’t escape.”
This middle-aged man Lei Gang stood on the treetop, glaring intensely at Chu Liezhao.
Chu Liezhao’s hand manifested Swift Light Sword.
Lei Gang said solemnly: “I have a piece of information, in exchange for my life.”
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