Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

0There were not many people from Star Image Sect, so dealing with the Moon Devil Sect alone was easy, but the addition of the Soul Losing Palace Martial Cultivator s greatly increased the pressure on the Star Image Sect. As a Star Image Sect First Senior Brother, it was naturally's responsibility to start something big. He took the initiative to stop the two Eighth Level of Void Stage experts, which could be considered as reducing some of the pressure on the other disciples.    

    

On the other side, Xuan Jing was facing one Eighth Level of Void Stage and one seventh stage.    

    

Due to the long duration of the battle, Xuan Jing had expended a lot of spirit energy. At the moment, her fair and small face was covered with sweat, and a few strands of hair that were originally clean and straight up scattered out of her forehead. Coupled with Xuan Jing's expression of facing a great enemy, she looked extremely heroic.    

    

She brandished a sky blue Longsword. The sharp sword intent that flashed on the tip of her sword was something that even the Martial Cultivator s would not be willing to face. Streams of sword Qi shot towards the two opponents, causing the two to be unable to dodge in time. It was obvious that they were extremely afraid of the Longsword in Xuan Jing's hands.    

    

As the Little Princess of the Star Image Sect, the martial skills and skills that Xuan Jing cultivated in, as well as the weapons, were all top quality goods that were rarely seen.    

    

The sky-blue Longsword that she was holding, was the famous Earth Rank High Grade Spiritual Artifact — — Celestial Channeling Sword. It was precisely because of this sickly sword, coupled with Xuan Jing's already strong Great Net Constellation Sword Intent, that allowed her to firmly gain the upper hand.    

    

Compared to Lin Tujue and Xuan Jing, the situation of the other Star Image Sect disciples were much more difficult, and there were already many who were injured or even killed.    

    

More than ten Star Image Sect disciples huddled together with their backs to each other, barely able to resist the attacks from the devil sect.    

    

Every once in a while, miserable shrieks would ring out …    

    

Above the skies, Wang Po, who was holding onto a silver longspear, caught a glimpse of the devastation below him from the corner of his eyes. Suddenly, a solemn and indomitable aura burst forth, blasting into pieces several incoming elemental energy attacks.    

    

The extremely sharp "Concept of Destruction" stirred on the body of Wang Po's spear, causing the surrounding air to look as if it was about to be torn apart by the sharp spear intent.    

    

"Wang Po, why don't you just surrender! This time, the power of your righteous path will be defeated without a doubt.    

    

"If you are able to join my Soul Losing Palace, with your cultivation level and strength, I would be willing to dual cultivate with you and share this blissful world with you."    

    

That graceful and noble middle-aged woman from the Soul Losing Palace looked at Wang Po with an obvious trace of favor.    

    

She could feel a kind of "indomitable and indomitable" concept from Wang Po's body. If this concept were to fight against her alone, she would not even need to use ten spears.    

    

Right now, even though the four of them were attacking Wang Po together, she still did not hold much hope for his side.    

    

Even if Wang Po were to be defeated, he would have to pay a huge price. This was not something she was willing to see.    

    

It was not the first or second time that the various branches of the Devil Sect had tried to plot against each other. If we were to fight Wang Po until both sides were severely injured, who knows what the other branches would do to them.    

    

The Soul Losing Palace was different from the other branches of the Devil Sect. They were sparse in number, especially the female disciples who were proficient in the art of Charm. On the other hand, Wang Po's power made the middle-aged beauty's heart itch unbearably. If he could absorb Wang Po into his Soul Losing Palace and become his dual cultivation partner, then he could definitely increase his strength in the palace.    

    

"Haha …" You demon woman, you really do not understand me, Wang Po, too well. "    

    

"If I, Wang Po, was so easily subdued, how would I be able to comprehend the Concept of Destruction?"    

    

"Today, let me show you what it means to have a breakthrough. The stronger the enemy, the stronger they are, and they will advance no matter what …" Accept your death! "    

    

In the midst of his loud laughter, an exceptionally thick spear light pierced through like a bolt of lightning, possessing an inexplicable energy.    

    

Under the burst of energy, the middle-aged beauty and the other three King Stage Expert s' expressions changed. Their bodies split apart in an instant as fear filled their eyes.    

    

This Wang Po's "Concept of Destruction" was so strong that it was difficult to match his.    

    

It was just that he did not know how many more times he could use such a powerful Strength of Artistic Conception …    

    

The battle continued.    

    

The battle became even more intense. Aside from the few who had died in battle, the rest of the elite disciples who did not even have twenty Star Image Sect were riddled with scars.    

    

Lin Tujue was already not fighting two alone, but against three people or even more, if he was not careful, he would be ambushed by a Devil Sect Martial Cultivator from the darkness, using his sword to cut open the Armor of Elemental Qi at his back, creating a huge wound.    

    

Lin Tujue's face instantly became pale, after an explosive shout, he released a sword from his hand, the sharp sword qi of the rusted sword suddenly attacked, entering into the man's chest.    

    

In a situation where his injuries weren't light, Lin Tujue, who exchanged injuries for his life, still killed the Eighth Level of Void Stage expert with his sword.    

    

Her figure staggered backwards, and in an instant, Xuan Jing had brought people to support him.    

    

Seeing that Lin Tujue was severely injured, Xuan Jing couldn't help but cry bitterly and half-kneel in front of Lin Tujue. She somewhat frantically took out jars of Pill s to treat his injuries.    

    

As the Little Princess of Star Image Sect, when had Xuan Jing ever experienced such a tragic battle?    

    

Seeing that his senior brother Lin Tujue, who was especially taking care of her, had suddenly been seriously injured, and he found it hard to endure.    

    

"What do we do now? We can't stop these Devil Cub s anymore … "    

    

"Senior Brother Chen has already died in battle, Senior Brother Lin Tujue is also heavily injured. Elder Wang Po was besieged by the four King Stage Expert s, he has no time to take care of us, could it be... Are we really going to die in battle at the Heavenly Forbidden City? "    

    

Whispers of discussion rose from the surroundings, causing the atmosphere of the entire Star Image Sect to become even more desperate.    

    

Listening to these depressing words, Xuan Jing didn't know whether to reprimand or to console them.    

    

For some reason, she suddenly thought of the figure that had left alone at the Heavenly Forbidden City entrance. It was the youth who could always turn impossible into a possibility, the Junior Brother Ye who had helped her solve her problems, who was even willing to help her awaken her "Moon Spirit Body".    

    

Ye Feng, where are you?    

    

Where the hell are you?    

    

We need you...    

    

The skin and flesh around him had actually started to fester. The burning pain made Lin Tujue's face go deathly pale, and he actually let out a moan of pain.    

    

Obviously, the person who ambushed Lin Tujue smeared poison on the sword blade.    

    

The remaining dozen or so Star Image Sect disciples surrounded the two. Waving Longsword s in their hands, waves after waves of sword auras emerged from their bodies.    

    

Now they had become turtles in a jar.    

    

Looking at the surrounding Devil Sect Martial Cultivator who had gathered and were eyeing them covetously, the Star Image Sect disciples gathered together.    

    

Seeing such a hopeless situation, Xuan Jing suddenly swallowed the sense of helplessness and hopelessness that was spreading in her heart.    

    

Others could despair, but he could not.    

    

He was the daughter of the Star Image Sect Master. After Lin Tujue fell, he was the pillar in the hearts of all the disciples so if even he himself had lost the will to fight, then his Star Image Sect was truly finished.    

    

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