Hearing her fellow disciples' words, Wu Qingyao furrowed her brows slightly. She had heard of Su Yi's exploits; he could be considered a hero. Why did the other Luoshui Sect disciples want him dead so badly?
She turned her gaze to Mo Haosheng. Along the way, she had heard him say plenty of bad things about Su Yi.
Why did Mo Haosheng hate Su Yi so much?
Thinking this, Wu Qingyao's opinion of Mo Haosheng sank even lower.
This man was narrow-minded; he would never amount to anything!
If Mo Haosheng could read minds, he would have spat blood. They were the ones talking—what did this have to do with him?
Just then, Su Yi bent his knees and sprang into the air. The force of a hundred and twenty dragons sent cracks crawling across the walls of the entire shopping mall. Like a bomb going off, he sent rings of shockwaves surging outward.
He moved with incredible speed. In the blink of an eye, he was about to crash into Kuang Chu'e.
Kuang Chu'e's gaze sharpened. He swung out a palm, and another enormous golden hand appeared from thin air, towering five zhang high as it rushed head-on toward Su Yi.
Boom—
Su Yi shattered the golden hand with a single punch, displaying his domineering strength to the fullest and leaving everyone stunned!
Even the Four Elders of Great Wei and Mo Haosheng gaped at him.
What kind of strength was this?
He dared to meet Kuang Chu'e head-on?
Mo Haosheng trembled all over with fear. When Su Yi had fought Old Lord Qiyang last time, his strength had been nowhere near as domineering as it was now.
Had he been hiding his true strength all along?
Kuang Chu'e's pupils contracted. Seeing Su Yi about to stab him with his sword, he hurriedly dodged.
The Golden Disk beneath his feet was a magical artifact that moved at his will, allowing him to evade Su Yi with ease.
Su Yi's strength was off the charts, but he couldn't fly. He landed awkwardly amid billowing clouds of dust.
Kuang Chu'e rose into the air and didn't stop until he was a thousand meters above the ground.
At that height, Su Yi couldn't possibly reach him.
Whoosh!
Just then, a concrete slab tangled with rebar flew out, hurtling toward Kuang Chu'e like a cannonball.
Kuang Chu'e wasn't so easy to deal with. He slapped his palm down, shattering the slab from a distance.
Then Kuang Chu'e brought both palms down in a rapid succession of strikes. Enormous golden hands appeared from thin air, one after another, bombarding the streets below.
Boom! Boom! Boom...
The entire East District shook violently, as though struck by an earthquake. The rumbling was deafening.
Countless rocks were blasted into the air. Even the vines of the Qiling Holy Lotus were caught in the crossfire. Buildings crumpled like paper, and quite a few cars were hurled away by the explosions. It was like the end of the world.
The citizens watching the battle scattered, lest they be caught in the crossfire.
Those watching on their phones and televisions were terrified. Could Su Yi possibly survive such a bombardment?
High above, Kuang Chu'e gleamed with golden light, like a Dragon-Subduing Arhat unleashing his might upon the earth. All living beings seemed insignificant before him.
The Four Elders of Great Wei had no choice but to retreat as well, muttering curses under their breath.
"Has that man gone mad?"
"Alas! This is Kuang Chu'e for you. He strikes without mercy!"
"So strong. The four of us together still wouldn't be his match."
"Everyone, be careful. Besides Kuang Chu'e, we have to watch out for the Qiling Holy Lotus!"
Kuang Chu'e appeared to be bombarding the area indiscriminately, but he deliberately avoided the pit where the Qiling Holy Lotus was. As for the vines, he paid them no mind. Even if every vine were cut, the Qiling Holy Lotus itself would remain unharmed.
Just then, Su Yi appeared a thousand meters away.
He moved at incredible speed, leaping across the rooftops. He could even sprint along the side walls of buildings, more agile than Spider-Man in an American blockbuster.
Kuang Chu'e spotted him and turned to give chase.
At such a great distance, it was difficult for him to hit Su Yi. He could only fight at close range.
Though Su Yi had displayed terrifying strength, Kuang Chu'e wasn't worried.
He had encountered demons and monsters stronger than Su Yi. Naturally, he feared nothing!
Su Yi swung his sword. Sword Qi as bright as moonlight swept toward his opponent. It wasn't the first time the citizens had seen Su Yi's Sword Qi, but they were still dazzled.
So handsome!
So graceful!
If he wore a white robe as well, he'd be even more handsome—like an incomparable Sword Immortal!
Kuang Chu'e murmured a Buddhist prayer. A golden ring of light flew out from his body, growing larger and larger until it collided head-on with Su Yi's Sword Qi.
The explosion unleashed a violent gale, shaking the surrounding buildings.
Su Yi planted a foot on a building's railing and used it to launch himself toward the edge of the city.
There were too many buildings here; someone could easily get hurt by accident.
Kuang Chu'e thought he was trying to escape and pursued him relentlessly.
The Four Elders of Great Wei followed after them. They were in a dilemma: they had to make sure Su Yi didn't fall into the hands of the Western Buddha Dynasty. Otherwise, it would spell trouble for Great Wei and the other five dynasties.
Kuang Chu'e hurled one palm strike after another, but Su Yi dodged them all.
After cultivating the Heaven and Earth Boundless Carefree Steps, Su Yi moved like a ghost, always managing to evade Kuang Chu'e's golden hands by the narrowest margin.
Watching them disappear into the distance, Mo Haosheng shook his head. "It would be best if this demon died. Otherwise, all living beings will suffer."
Su Yi was only a Half-Demon, yet he had displayed such strength. If he truly came into his own one day, who knew how terrifying he would become?
The other Luoshui Sect disciples voiced their agreement.
Wu Qingyao didn't look at him. Instead, she sent a message in her mind.
Within the Emperor Su Sect.
Wu Qingyao: Senior Emperor Su, the man you took an interest in is being hunted by a Great Buddha of the Western Buddha Dynasty.
Black Tiger Emperor: The Western Buddha Dynasty? Those baldies went to the Qiling Land too?
Old Lord Qiyang: Good thing I got away fast...
Demon Wolf Star: Tsk, tsk. Emperor Su, why not just wipe out the Western Buddha Dynasty?
Devil Lord Qingyan: The Western Buddha Dynasty has no powerful figures. If he can't even handle them, he's not fit to stand with us!
Sword Saint Xia Tianyi: The Western Buddha Dynasty really isn't much.
Su Yi, who was luring his enemy away, hadn't noticed their conversation. His mind was entirely occupied with figuring out how to kill Kuang Chu'e.
Kuang Chu'e attacked with ruthless moves, so Su Yi naturally had no reason to show him mercy.
But Kuang Chu'e was far too powerful. If the fight dragged on, Su Yi would lose without a doubt.
Especially since Kuang Chu'e could fly, while he couldn't.
"Damn it! One day, I'll get a flying magical artifact or learn the Cloud-Riding Technique!"
Su Yi cursed inwardly. Meanwhile, the citizens in the city saw him leaping over their heads.
To them, Su Yi looked like a sorry wolf fleeing for his life.
"Your cultivation is far beyond his. Your demonic power isn't enough to sustain a prolonged battle against him."
Feng Long's voice rang out in Su Yi's mind, tinged with concern.
"I fucking know! Did I ask you?"
Su Yi snapped inwardly. Ever since Feng Long had awakened, he hadn't helped him at all; all he did was spout pointless nonsense.
Feng Long was connected to his mind and heard his complaint. He immediately flew into a rage.
"Since I became a Sword Soul, I, Feng Long, have looked down on all the Sword Souls under heaven. I rank among the Seven Great Immortal Swords. Why would I ever fear some bald monk?"
Feng Long roared in Su Yi's mind. The moment his voice fell, the Zhouwu Sword in Su Yi's hand began to tremble violently.
Then wisps of blood-colored energy seeped from the blade and churned rapidly, seemingly about to gather into a human figure.
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