Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Two carriages carrying supplies sped frantically towards the city gates.

"Senior Brother, is what they said really true?"

The little Taoist priest and the little monk both looked grim.

"The human-head lanterns are real," Jun Wuxie said while driving the carriage. "As for the Sect Master's wife, it should also be true…"

"Fuck!"

The little monk cursed directly, not at all like a monk.

"Our Sect Royal Academy is actually being bullied like this?"

The little Taoist priest's face was ashen, and his eyes were red.

"Otherwise, why would our sect have declined to this point, with only three disciples in total?" Jun Wuxie said in a deep voice. "The previous disciples were all killed by the Great River Sword Sect in the annual life-and-death duels…"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, this Taoist is going to fuck them to death!"

The little Taoist priest was extremely angry, and he felt his teeth itching when he thought of the arrogant appearance of the Great River Sword Sect disciples.

"Quick! They're in front, don't let them get away!"

Shouts came from behind.

"They are the elite disciples of the Great River Sword Sect!"

Jun Wuxie saw the symbol embroidered on their sword robes.

Elite disciples are not comparable to inner disciples; these are all experts in the Cave Heaven Realm.

Giddy up!

The Thousand Spirit Horse neighed, its four hooves pounding wildly, increasing its speed greatly.

"Jun Wuxie, you can't escape! You killed the inner disciples of my Great River Sword Sect, today you will surely die!"

The elite disciple chasing in the lead flew directly on his sword, his speed was too fast.

In less than ten breaths, he caught up, raised his hand and unleashed a sword, slashing out a sword light several feet long.

Jun Wuxie threw a punch, countering with the Dragon-Tiger Strength, the fist force condensing into a fierce tiger rushing towards the sword light, colliding in the air with a loud bang, causing the air to surge and stirring up a gust of wind.

"You drive the carriage and go first, I'll hold them back!"

He jumped off the carriage and said to Xu Daoling and Kongxu.

"Run my ass, are we such disloyal people? Let's fight them!"

The little Taoist priest jumped down and rushed to Jun Wuxie's side, and the little monk also quickly stepped forward.

"Don't underestimate them, they are all experts in the Cave Heaven Realm!"

Jun Wuxie instructed, and then took the lead in rushing towards the elite disciple who had attacked.

He took the initiative to attack, not waiting for the opponent to attack, otherwise it would be too close to the carriage, and if the supplies in the carriage were damaged, he would have to buy them again.

"This Taoist will let you know what it means to be shoveled!"

The little Taoist priest swung his grave-robbing shovel and rushed towards the elite disciples chasing from behind.

At the same time, the little monk, holding a alms bowl, also rushed up, his body emitting golden light, his delicate figure suddenly expanding more than twice in size.

The muscles on his body filled and swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In an instant, he turned into a muscular man, an angry Vajra, and smashed with his alms bowl.

His attack method was simple and crude, with only one action, which was to smash!

For a time, he actually withstood the siege of two elite disciples, smashing all the opponent's sword energy, and even faintly gained the upper hand.

Is this the Vajra bloodline?

Jun Wuxie was dumbfounded, he could even transform?

The little Taoist priest's grave-robbing shovel was used with superb skill, and coupled with the speed of his Wind Spirit Body, he shuttled between his opponents like a ghost.

"Jun Wuxie, today I will kill you!"

The strongest elite disciple looked down at Jun Wuxie from mid-air, not rushing to attack.

"Your elders couldn't do it, and you think you can?"

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Jun Wuxie's mouth.

"Hahaha!" The elite disciple pointed his sword at Jun Wuxie and said, "You are just a piece of trash that my Great River Sword Sect looks down on. So what if you cultivate both body and sword? If your realm is not high enough, you are nothing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the spiritual sword in his hand buzzed, instantly dividing into a sword fan, and pushed it forward fiercely.

The sword fan hummed as it killed over, the sword energy crisscrossing in all directions, its power was astonishing.

Jun Wuxie stepped forward to meet it, dragon roars and tiger howls.

The Dragon-Tiger Fist imprint clashed with the sword fan, colliding fiercely.

With a bang.

Both of them took a few steps back.

"The Great River flows on, never to return!"

The elite disciple shouted, raising his hands high, his true energy surging like a long river reversing, countless sword energies humming within the river, rushing towards Jun Wuxie.

"You're not worthy to play with swords in front of me!"

Jun Wuxie's pupils flashed with sword light, his sword intent condensing.

The sword river that was rushing over instantly stopped in the air.

It was as if it had been imprisoned by a mysterious force.

The sword energy inside continued to hum, but it was difficult to move forward any further.

"Dragon-Tiger Strength!"

He swung his fist.

The tiger's roar shook the mountains!

The fierce tiger fist imprint rushed forward, passing through the gaps in the sword energy, shocking the elite disciple who was urging the sword river, and he quickly dodged to the side.

With a poof.

Blood splattered everywhere.

The elite disciple avoided the vital parts of his body, but his entire right shoulder was hit, his shoulder blade shattered, and his entire arm hung on his shoulder, with only a layer of skin connecting it.

He screamed in pain and quickly retreated.

In the distance, Xu Daoling and Kongxu had gained the upper hand, each of them breaking their opponent's bones and tendons, smashing them with blood all over their heads, and screaming incessantly.

"You killed so many disciples of my Sect Royal Academy, today your Great River Sword Sect should also pay some interest!"

Jun Wuxie rushed towards the strongest elite disciple, his killing intent blazing.

At this moment, a huge river of sword energy descended from the sky, piercing through.

Jun Wuxie suddenly stopped, abruptly raised his head, his pupils contracted, his body was in extreme pain under the aerial impact of the sword river, he only felt that his entire body was about to split open, and the surface of his skin began to crack, showing blood marks.

"Yu Zhi!"

He saw clearly who made the move, it was actually the Vice Sect Master who had his arm cut off in the battle with Ji Yinlan during the assessment, and was later forced to kneel in front of him.

He didn't expect that the dignified Vice Sect Master would personally come here to intercept and kill him, it was simply extremely shameless!

"To my Great River Sword Sect, you are just ants!"

Yu Zhi stood in the high sky, the true energy sword river he was using was impacting downwards, but the speed was not fast.

A playful sneer hung on the corner of his mouth, with a cat-and-mouse teasing posture.

"Mu Qianshan of the Sect Royal Academy thought that finding you few small fries could compete with my Great River Sword Sect?"

Yu Zhi flicked his sleeve, and a surge of true energy surged out.

With a bang.

The little Taoist priest and the little monk flew out horizontally, spitting out blood, and fell in front of Jun Wuxie.

"Before you die, remember for me, my Great River Sword Sect can only be the existence you worship and look up to forever!"

After Yu Zhi finished speaking, he pressed his palm down, and the sword river roared, suddenly impacting down.

"Fight it!"

The intent of the weapon in Jun Wuxie's body boiled, his blood surging towards his arm, and he was about to use the Seven Killing Fist—Mountain and River Break.

At this moment, the sound of a sword rang out.

On the distant mountain peak, a sword light was brilliant and dazzling, instantly cutting through the sky and slashing over.

The sword river collapsed directly under the sword energy.

At the same time, a palm condensed from true energy broke through the distance of space and suddenly appeared in front of Yu Zhi, slapping him **** in the face.

This slap was extremely loud.

Yu Zhi was slapped away on the spot, his entire face was bloody.

"Mu Qianshan?!"

He struggled to get up, covered his face, and looked at the mountain peak, only then did he see clearly who made the move, and was shocked and angry.

"Uncle Bird?"

Jun Wuxie also saw clearly who made the move, it turned out to be Uncle Bird.

He knew that Uncle Bird was unfathomable, but he didn't expect him to be so strong.

The Vice Sect Master of the Great River Sword Sect, Yu Zhi, had no power to fight back in front of Uncle Bird.

"What, are you not convinced?" Uncle Bird stood on the mountain, the golden bird quietly squatting on his shoulder, he looked down at Yu Zhi and said, "You, a dignified Vice Sect Master, personally came out to deal with the disciples of my Sect Royal Academy, do you have any shame?"

"Mu Qianshan!" Yu Zhi's eyes were uncertain, full of fear, and said, "You… have you broken through that realm?"

"Get lost!" Uncle Bird coldly shouted, "If you want to fight, compete on the Life and Death Stage next year. If you are so shameless again, then don't blame me for not following the rules."

"You wait, this debt, my Great River Sword Sect will settle with your Sect Royal Academy soon!" Yu Zhi left harsh words and led a group of elite disciples covered in injuries away in a sorry state.

"Uncle Bird."

"Drive the carriage back to the sect. Don't be complacent just because you won against their elite disciples. They also have outstanding elites, as well as core disciples and true disciples. Any of those people who come will not be your opponent."

After Uncle Bird finished speaking, he disappeared on the mountain peak.