The Might of the Sword Soul

The blood energy of the Zhouwu Sword condensed into a two-zhang-tall figure, resembling a blood-colored demon general with an arrogant bearing; it slowly descended and attached itself to Su Yi.

In an instant, Su Yi merged with the blood-colored figure, as if he had donned a suit of armor.

The right hand of the blood shadow also gripped the Zhouwu Sword, and immediately, blood energy surged, overflowing along the blade to a length of three zhang.

Kuang Chu'e hurriedly stopped, his eyes widening as he asked in shock, "What kind of demonic art is this?"

He could feel Su Yi's killing intent multiplying; he was like a completely different person compared to before.

"Brat, leave your body to me for now. I will help you slay the enemy!"

Feng Long snorted in Su Yi's mind, his tone domineering and resolute. At this moment, Su Yi felt his entire body brimming with power.

This feeling was even more intense than when he had first slain a demon!

Even someone as powerful as Kuang Chu'e now appeared vulnerable in his eyes!

Regardless of whether they were gods or buddhas in the heavens, a single sword strike could cut them down!

Under Feng Long's control, Su Yi was actually hovering in mid-air.

"Old bald donkey, now that we are here and there are fewer people, I can fight without worry. I'll give you one last chance. If you don't retreat..."

"Die!"

Su Yi said in a cold voice. Although he had handed control of his body to Feng Long, he still had to provide the voice himself.

The Four Elders of Great Wei, who had just arrived, along with the reporters and soldiers in the helicopters, were all stunned.

Su Yi's voice echoed over the streets, filled with confidence, and was transmitted to the ears of everyone in the city via the cameras.

So that was it!

The reason he had been fleeing was to avoid harming the innocent!

At this moment, people felt a sense of awe toward Su Yi, and their dislike for Kuang Chu'e deepened.

Kuang Chu'e had tried to force Su Yi to join the Western Buddha Dynasty the moment they met, and when Su Yi refused, he had tried to kill him!

Most people would not like such overbearing behavior!

Now that they saw Su Yi's aura overwhelming Kuang Chu'e, everyone felt invigorated.

Even those who were narrow-minded felt the same; after all, Su Yi was from Huaxia on Earth just like them, and he had saved their lives. Both emotionally and logically, they stood on Su Yi's side.

"Take him down!"

"What a hypocrite! He's nothing like the monks from our Huaxia!"

"Damn it! Once I cultivate into an immortal, I will definitely help Su Yi take revenge!"

"Su Yi looks so cool in this state!"

The entire city was praying for Su Yi, hoping he could defeat Kuang Chu'e.

Kuang Chu'e was angered by Su Yi's words. Slaying demons and eliminating evil was the righteous path for humanity; for this Half-Demon to dare speak such wild words was a true act of contempt for their Western Buddha Dynasty and the righteous path!

He raised his right hand directly, and spiritual power surged from his palm, condensing into a massive golden wheel that spun at high speed, tearing through the air and emitting an incredibly piercing sound.

He stared fixedly at Su Yi and said, "Monster! You are obsessed and refuse to repent. Today, I shall act on behalf of the heavens!"

Act on behalf of the heavens?

Su Yi was so angry he laughed. Just as he was about to retort, his body surged forward uncontrollably.

"Why waste words on a dying man!"

Feng Long said domineeringly in his mind. In his eyes, Kuang Chu'e was already a dead man.

Su Yi's speed was more than twice as fast as before. Before Kuang Chu'e's right hand could even descend, he had already thrust his sword forward.

In the eyes of the onlookers, Su Yi transformed into a streak of blood-red light, streaking across the city skyline; the distance of fifty meters felt like a teleportation.

Kuang Chu'e didn't even have time to react before the Zhouwu Sword pierced through his chest, sending blood splattering.

The Four Elders of Great Wei were dumbfounded.

Wu Qingyao, Mo Haosheng, and the others who had followed behind also widened their eyes.

Su Yi, who had been at a disadvantage just a moment ago, had instantly dealt a heavy blow to the Great Buddha?

"This aura... why does it feel like he's a different person?"

The goat-bearded cultivator exclaimed, as if he had seen a ghost.

Compared to their shock, the entire Xiwan City erupted in cheers.

Su Yi was still the strongest!

"You... how is this possible..."

Kuang Chu'e asked with a trembling voice, his eyes wide with horror.

Su Yi's expression was cold. Adorned in the blood-colored armor, his face looked incredibly arrogant.

So what if he was a Great Buddha of the Western Buddha Dynasty?

He was still destined to become a soul lost to the sword!

At this moment, Su Yi suddenly drew his sword, blood spraying across the sky like falling crimson petals.

Kuang Chu'e's eyes narrowed sharply as he swung his right hand down, sending the golden wheel spinning at high speed toward Su Yi, intending to sever his head.

Clang—

A flash of sword light appeared, and the golden wheel was instantly shattered!

The sword qi slammed into Kuang Chu'e, instantly staining his face with blood and forcing him to tilt his head back in a miserable shriek.

Su Yi followed up by stomping his foot onto him.

How terrifying that stomp was!

Su Yi already possessed the strength of one hundred and twenty dragons, and with the amplification of the Sword Soul of Feng Long, it was enough to shatter mountains and sever rivers!

Kuang Chu'e's powerful physical body was directly crushed by that single stomp, causing many onlookers to scream and close their eyes.

The Great Buddha had fallen!

The might of a Half-Demon was truly formidable!

Mo Haosheng watched from the ruins, falling to his knees, his entire body trembling with eyes full of terror.

With this kind of power, if Su Yi wanted to kill him, no one in the entire Luoshui Sect could save him!

Just then, a golden light flew out from the blood mist. As it drew closer, one could see that inside the golden light was an infant the size of a fist, its face bearing a striking resemblance to Kuang Chu'e.

It was none other than Kuang Chu'e's Nascent Soul!

Above the Fusion Heart-Stirring stage lay the condensation of the Nascent Soul, commonly known as a Nascent Soul Cultivator!

Every Nascent Soul Cultivator was qualified to establish a sect, and even within the Seven Dynasties, they would be treated with great respect.

Kuang Chu'e's Nascent Soul flew at an incredible speed, vanishing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

"Your physical body is not strong enough, otherwise I could have caught him."

The voice of Feng Long echoed in Su Yi's mind, and immediately after, the blood-colored armor dissipated, turning into wisps of blood energy that burrowed back into the Zhouwu Sword.

Su Yi felt his body go limp and plummeted downward.

Falling from tens of meters in the air, his face turned pale, and he eventually crashed into the ground in a sorry state, shattering the earth and leaving a human-shaped crater.

Fortunately, his physical body was strong, otherwise he would have been smashed into a pulp.

Even so, he felt multiple fractures throughout his body.

"Feng Long... I greet your parents!"

Su Yi cursed in his heart. He lay prone in the crater, blood foam bubbling uncontrollably from his mouth; at this moment, he found it difficult even to move his throat.

"Apologies, I am a Sword Soul; I have no parents."

"..."

Just as Su Yi was suffering in agony, Xiwan City erupted in earth-shattering cheers.

Su Yi had once again displayed an invincible figure, making the citizens of Xiwan City hold him in even greater awe.

With such a powerful protector, their Xiwan City would be much safer!

At the same time, Su Yi had proven to them that Earthlings could also be very powerful!

"Too amazing! He's practically a superhero!"

"What was that golden light just now?"

"Hahaha, we Earthlings are still pretty badass!"

"Well done! That was so satisfying!"

"Sigh, when will I ever possess power as great as Su Yi's?"

The entire city was excitedly discussing Su Yi's performance, unaware that at this very moment, Su Yi was in unbearable pain.

He struggled to stand up, his body trembling incessantly.

Under normal circumstances, his strength would never have allowed him to fall like this, but Feng Long had previously squandered all of his strength and demon power, leaving his body utterly exhausted when he fell, which was why he had sustained such heavy injuries.

Late-night bomb! Any salted fish here?