Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

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"When spirits block, slay the spirits; when Buddhas block, exterminate the Buddhas!"

Xiao Yi roared into the sky with fury.

What did it matter if that which he faced was a Buddha?

Even if it were a god, so what?

With my sword in hand, I dare to slay the Buddhas in the heavens!

"Miscreant, meet your death!"

Fa Yuan's visage was solemn, and the phantom of a Buddha behind him merged with his figure, as if he were standing within the Buddha's heart.

Every move he made was indistinguishable from that of the Buddha.

Om!

The enormous palm was covered in countless Buddhist symbols, radiating golden light as if crafted from pure gold, crushing down from the sky. For a moment, fierce winds raged on the ground, and the oppressive force was overwhelming. Several beasts from the Flying Wolf Army, charging quickly within the range of the Buddha's palm, thudded to the ground with a couple of heavy noises.

Terror filled their eyes as they struggled frantically to get up.

But under that horrific pressure, they were utterly unable to rise, and with booming sounds, they were crushed into mincemeat.

The other flying beasts trailing behind stopped dead in their tracks, their eyes filled with horror, as they turned and fled frantically in the other direction.

And then there was Xiao Yi...

He stood against the wind, with his Falling Dust Sword planted firmly on the ground.

Boom!

Rumbling thunder!

Around him, the ground cracked open everywhere, the surface being crushed and collapsing into a depression.

A crater with a diameter of a hundred meters appeared on the ground, with Xiao Yi at the very center, as the gigantic palm was about to descend.

Xiao Yi's Falling Dust Sword suddenly thrust upwards, breaking through the soil with a clanging sound.

At the same time, a sword beam burst forth, reaching more than forty meters in length.

Xiao Yi grasped the astonishing sword beam with both hands, and with a powerful push against the tremendous pressure, he leapt from the ground like a released spring, soaring into the sky.

The sword in his hands cleaved through the fierce wind.

Unimpeded.

Neither the violent wind nor the immense pressure could affect his speed in the slightest.

Whoosh!

A streak of silver light flashed across the palm, and for a moment, everything seemed to stand still; then came a thunderous bang.

The golden Buddha palm exploded on the spot.

Even the Buddha itself let out a roar of despair and reluctance before bursting apart, turning into a shower of golden dust.

Simultaneously...

Xiao Yi flashed forward, appearing before Fa Yuan, his body twisting in mid-air to deliver a whip kick to Fa Yuan's head like a dragon whipping its tail.

Bang!

Fa Yuan's head exploded on impact, and his headless body fell to the ground with a whoosh.

In an instant.

Only Yan Nanfei remained of the four great masters.

His eyes were filled with terror, disbelievingly staring at Xiao Yi, his expression one of panic: "No, don't kill me..."

"Neither joy nor sorrow!"

Xiao Yi struck out with two swords.

Swoosh, swoosh!

The sword beams streaked through the air.

They penetrated Yan Nanfei's body.

Pfft!

Yan Nanfei's body trembled, his eyes filled with confusion, his face taking on a color of serenity.

In a silent moment, he lost his life.

Whoosh!

No sooner had Xiao Yi landed than his expression changed. He saw Wang Yanzhao walking slowly out from the ranks of the Flying Wolf Army. By his side were over a hundred companions who had come to the Sword Dynasty with him, each one bound tightly. These were the strong men who had been captured by the Flying Wolf Army after being chased down due to intervention from Yan Nanfei and Fa Yuan.

Liu Yi, Little Lin, and others stood beside Xiao Yi, their eyes a deep red as they watched over a hundred bound comrades kneeling on the ground.

Xu Long was among them.

At this moment...

With his knees broken, he knelt on the ground, his neck stretched out as he let out a hysterical roar: "Director, run... don't mind us, just go..."

Bang!

The Flying Wolf Army soldier guarding Xu Long stomped on his face, crushing his teeth to pieces and looked up at Xiao Yi with a cold laugh. He then pulled out a hook and yanked Xu Long's tongue out, tearing it off with a spurt.

In agony, Xu Long howled miserably.

"Xu Long..."

"Damn you, may you never die a good death..."

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Liu Yi and the others instantly saw red.

Xiao Yi's face was gloomy as he stared at Wang Yanzhao.

Wang Yanzhao took the hook with a tongue dangling from it, sneered coldly, and threw it to the ground. Four or five flying creatures resembling a mix of wolves and jackals rushed out and tore the tongue into pieces, swallowing them whole.

Wang Yanzhao sneered sinisterly, "Xiao Yi, aren't you quite the runner? Let's see you run now! If you dare to take a step, I will kill one person. There are about a hundred people here... enough for you to take a hundred steps if you run. Well, run then... "

Liu Yi clenched his fists tightly, his face blood-red with uncontrollable anger, "Wang Yanzhao, it's excessive to kill prisoners when two countries are at war; you've gone too far!"

"Too far?"

Wang Yanzhao scoffed, "I haven't killed him. I've just left him wanting to live but unable to die, that's all!"

Liu Yi bit down hard on his teeth.

The crowd was equally enraged.

But they were helpless...

With over a hundred people in Wang Yanzhao's clutches, they dared not act rashly!

Whoosh!

Xiao Yi let out a long sigh, staring at Wang Yanzhao, "Wang Yanzhao, you're after me! Let them go, and I won't run!"

"No way!"

"Dean, you must go. It doesn't matter if we die, but you are the future hope of the Great Qian Dynasty. You must escape... "

"Even if we all die here, we can't let them capture you..."

Not one among those who had never contradicted Xiao Yi was willing to leave at this moment.

Wang Yanzhao laughed heartily, "What deep brotherly love... Xiao Yi, it seems your brothers are unwilling to leave! How about this, if you surrender, I will let them go. How does that sound?"

The reward from the Sword Emperor was aimed at Xiao Yi alone.

If Wang Yanzhao could capture Xiao Yi, it would be a feat of unparalleled merit.

As for Liu Yi and the others...

He only needed Xiao Yi to surrender, then he could continue the pursuit and kill the rest!

"Absolutely not..."

"Dean, we'd rather die than burden you..."

"Dean, if there is an afterlife, I vow to go to Xiaoshanhe Institute..."

"Hahaha, Dean, I'm going ahead. If you return, tell my parents their son hasn't disgraced them..."

Boom!

Spurt!

Hisss...

The hundred-plus fighters captured by the Flying Wolf Army actually chose to kill themselves at the same time.

Each one detonated their own dantian.

Boom boom boom!

The self-destruction of over a hundred fighters scattered the formation of the Flying Wolf Army, as fragments of their bodies flew everywhere.

Not one of the hundred-plus people survived!

"..."

Xiao Yi's mouth hung open, unable to speak.

Liu Yi's eyes were blood-red, and all he could emit were hoarse grunts.

Little Lin remained silent.

Absolute silence fell upon the battlefield...

Liu Yi was the first to snap back to reality, grabbing Xiao Yi and starting to run towards the rear, "What are you waiting for? Let's go!"

However...

Xiao Yi, however, was staring intently at the corpses of his fallen comrades. He then struck Liu Yi on the back of the neck with a blow, knocking him unconscious and handing him over to Little Lin before speaking in a heavy voice, "Little Lin, take him and leave the Sword Dynasty..."

"Big brother, what about you?" Little Lin asked.

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes and said deliberately, "I shall stay... to avenge our brothers!"

"But..."

Before Little Lin could say more, Xiao Yi cut him off coldly, "Leave, right now!"

Little Lin clenched his teeth, let out an angry roar, and transformed into his magnificent true form.

With a sweep of his body.

He swept up Liu Yi and the others onto his back and soared into the sky with a thunderous blast.

For a moment.

Only Xiao Yi stood in confrontation with the Flying Wolf Army...

Some time later.

Wang Yanzhao reorganized the chaotic Flying Wolf Army and looked at the blasted bodies with an irate and icy gaze, "Have the soldiers of the Great Qian Dynasty all gone mad? How could more than a hundred people just self-destruct like that?" His venomous gaze turned to Xiao Yi, and upon seeing Little Lin already breaking the sky, leaving only Xiao Yi behind, he raised an eyebrow in surprise, "You didn't escape together?"

Xiao Yi raised a finger towards Wang Yanzhao, flicked it slightly, and said coolly, "How could I leave before you are dead?"