Peerless War God

"Don't go, there's danger."    

"What?"    

"Human, die!"    

He saw Ao Feng let out a loud roar and rushed towards Chen Xiao with his saber.    

The saber slashed out a Saber Qi that was a hundred zhang long. It broke through the space and created a black crack, sweeping towards Chen Xiao.    

Chen Xiao's figure flashed as he dodged the attack. Suddenly, the saber Qi missed its target.    

After failing, Ao Feng was not discouraged at all, and said with a cold face, "Since I was young, I have never been at such a disadvantage. Human, you must die."    

"Should I be honored?" Chen Xiao replied.    

"Humph, ranged attacks."    

Ao Feng gave the order. The experts of the Dragon God Palace, led by Old Gui, all raised the weapons in their hands. Under the surge of spiritual light, they threw their weapons towards Chen Xiao.    

Terrifying killing intent covered the sky and the ground. It sealed the space around Chen Xiao, making it impossible for him to immediately teleport to avoid it.    

Obviously, after the last fight, Ao Feng found out about Chen Xiao's fighting style and came up with a countermeasure.    

The first thing he did was seal off the surrounding space, and then he would use ranged attacks to effectively avoid the soul attacks of the enemy.    

One had to say, Ao Feng had a great amount of combat experience, and he had dealt with it well, but apparently, he was still thinking too much.    

Many of the human cultivators present would not stand idly by and watch him kill Chen Xiao.    

Especially Luo Cheng and the few people from the Water Moon Sword Sect who had good relations with Chen Xiao, they would definitely not sit idly by and do nothing.    

"Don't worry about hurting my brother."    

Luo Cheng roared in anger, he brandished his blade and flew towards the experts of the Dragon God Palace.    

Elder Di and Elder Yu, the two foreign delegates, made their moves at the same time.    

"Flaming Snake!"    

Old Di made a hand sign with his two hands and gathered his fire spirit power. With a wave of his sleeve, the nine fire serpents instantly grew to a size of several hundred meters and pounced over while dancing malevolently.    

"One Thousand Sword Transformation."    

Elder Yu touched his storage ring with his left hand and numerous spirit weapon treasured swords shot out. One sword strike, two sword strike, three sword strike, four sword strike …. Five or six hundred swords were hovering above his head.    

In his right hand was a pitch-black treasured sword. Crack crack crack. In an instant, five to six hundred treasured swords began to gather together, forming an even larger one.    

Although each treasure sword was of a high rank and most of them were only of the Saint rank, their combined power was not inferior to that of a top grade Protocosmic spirit-treasure. In fact, they were even stronger than them.    

"Slash!"    

The enormous treasured sword, in his hand, was nearly three hundred meters long, and fiercely slashed at all the experts of the Dragon God Palace.    

To the side, when Yun Congfeng saw this move, he revealed a look of reminiscence.    

"It's actually the One Thousand Swords Transformation skill. I haven't seen it in a long time."    

The nine fire serpents pounced over. The experts of the Dragon God Palace formed waves with their hands, and after a few breaths, the fire serpents were exterminated.    

Old Di's face paled and his body swayed. He was already slightly injured.    

After all, these fire serpents were connected to his mind. If the fire serpents died, his mind would be damaged as well.    

His expression was slightly bitter. Sure enough, fire element cultivators were at too great of a disadvantage when fighting in the deep sea. They were simply not a match for the sea race experts.    

If it were anywhere else, he would not be in such a sorry state.    

"Old Di." Luo Cheng shouted.    

Only when he saw the look in Elder Di's eyes did he feel slightly more at ease.    

"Four Symbols Formation."    

In the face of the attack from the [Thousand Swords Transformation Technique], the Dragon God Palace split out four Sea Race experts, each occupying a position. They waved their halberds and released four water tornadoes, after which the four water tornadoes merged together, transforming into a thousand meter long water dragon, and welcomed the huge sword.    

Boom!    

After a moment of stalemate, the greatsword immediately collapsed and the gigantic water tornado also dispersed.    

Elder Yu spat out a mouthful of blood as he retreated a few hundred meters before stopping. His face was like golden paper, and his expression was extremely dejected. His soul had already suffered quite a few injuries.    

Although the power of the One Thousand Swords Transformation was very strong, it also had a huge burden on cultivators and once it was broken, the cultivator would be heavily injured.    

In comparison, the four experts of the Dragon God Palace only retreated a hundred meters, and weren't injured.    

This time around, it was Elder Yu who lost. Furthermore, he lost very miserably.    

"Uncle Yu." Luo Cheng's face paled as he cried out anxiously. Even the way he addressed Duan Ling Tian changed as well.    

He hurriedly rushed over and hugged Elder Yu's retreating figure, his eyes filled with pain and self-blame.    

"It's fine. He won't die for now."    

"It's all my fault. It was my fault for not having the ability to challenge the Dragon Palace. Otherwise, I wouldn't have harmed you by suffering such heavy injuries." Luo Cheng's eyes were completely red.    

It was obvious that the relationship between the two of them was not ordinary. It was also not what Chen Xiao had seen. It was a simple relationship between a Guest Warrior and a descendant of the Luo Family.    

Seeing this, Chen Xiao's gaze darkened as killing intent filled his eyes.    

Before this, he was still worried that if he were to reveal his trump card, he would not be able to escape. But now, no matter what price he had to pay, he would definitely kill Ao Feng.    

"Hmph, overestimating yourself. After I kill him, it'll be your turn to wait."    

Ao Feng glared at Luo Cheng and threatened him.    

Chen Xiao took a deep breath and didn't say anything else. On the upper part of the dragon scale, he held the Black Dragon Spear.    

When he reappeared, he was already less than a hundred meters away from a Sea Race powerhouse of the Dragon God Palace.    

"Die."    

The ghostly blue light gathered on the tip of the spear. Accompanied by the terrifying cutting force of the invisible water blade, the spear thrust forward.    

The other party's gaze was cold and disdainful, as though he was ridiculing the other party. How dare a mere late stage Saint realm expert act so arrogantly? Not only did he not escape, he even took the initiative to throw his life away.    

This contribution, he was determined to obtain.    

The halberd in his hand swept out. He had already come up with a countermeasure. Xiao Yihan only needed to sweep away the opponent's long spear before taking advantage of the opportunity to smash the halberd to death.    

Boom! *    

When the steel halberd and black dragon spear clashed, a crisp sound rang out. Just as the Sea Race member was about to change his move and take Chen Xiao's life, suddenly, his head hurt and he lost consciousness.    

At such a close distance, the Dark Spirit's attack drilled into his opponent's Sea of Consciousness and tore his soul apart.    

He died instantly.    

"First one."    

"The second."    

"The third..."    

Chen Xiao used his spatial teleportation crazily to appear beside all the Sea Clan Rankers and kill them in one move.    

They were just familiar with each other, more than a dozen of Dragon God Palace's powerhouses had all died, leaving only two, Old Gui and Ao Feng.    

This scene was simply too crazy, so crazy that even the human cultivators watching the fight on the side were still considering whether to take action, the battle was about to come to an end.    

To be able to instantly kill more than ten experts at the peak of the Sage realm, this method was truly terrifying and unheard-of.    

It wasn't just the human cultivators, but also Mo He. This scene seemed to be linked to something.    

"Human male cultivator, that's a weird soul attack. Just one person was able to kill more than ten Peak Saint realm experts. This … this is him, this is him. It must be him."    

Mo He's expression changed drastically. He had never thought that the human cultivator that he hated to the bone and killed half of his race would be right in front of his eyes. He was even starting a massacre.    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]