"If you retreat now, you still have a chance to live."
Shen Zhenyi said to Chanyu Du.
"Even if there are tens of thousands of people, what harm can they do to me? The Bright God of Martial Dao will break your Sumeru Formation! "
The Sumeru Formation was created by the War God of the World of Eight Cultivators. It could unite the power of tens of thousands of people into one. It could be said to be the strongest defensive formation.
When the Great Moon Dynasty's Founding Ancestor led the army, he had relied on this formation to survive many difficult battles.
Therefore, after the Great Moon Empire was established, the Sumeru Formation was named as the number one formation in the world. Like the top martial arts, it was a secret treasure of the royal family. Ordinary people would not have the opportunity to pry into its secrets.
Therefore, although Chanyu Du was afraid of Shen Zhenyi's martial arts, he didn't believe that he had the chance to break through the Sumeru Formation's defense.
He sneered, "Shameless boasting! Even if the eight great sects of the world gathered here, they wouldn't dare to say that they could break my Sumeru Formation. You're just an ignorant child. Do you really think you're invincible just because you obtained a true legacy? "
The Sumeru Formation was one of the reasons why the imperial family was so confident.
Not counting the experts of the imperial family, even if the heroes of the world raised the flag of rebellion, they wouldn't be able to break through the Sumeru Formation in a short time.
Even if Shen Zhenyi had improved a step further, how could he have the ability to break this grand formation of thirty thousand people?
"I'll warn you one more time."
Shen Zhenyi's expression didn't change, and his tone didn't change either. "I'm in a hurry, so I won't be merciful. When the time comes, I'll kill you with one strike. There's no need for that."
He didn't care about killing people, but he didn't want to kill innocent people. He would always say it clearly and give people a chance to retreat.
Chanyu Du was very stubborn.
As the Great Commander of the imperial guards, he only obeyed the emperor's orders. His mission came first, so he wouldn't back down.
"No matter what you say, Third Young Master Shen, don't even think about leaving this place!"
Chanyu Du Wu's voice was sharp. "Now, His Majesty has sent out the Great General of the Zuo Yang Eagle Guard, Black Tooth Hu, to suppress the world. The Abandoned Sword Villa is also one of the targets of 100,000 soldiers. Until the world is at peace and Yu Yu is cleared, you will wait here!"
Eldest Young Master Yu was shocked. Only now did he realize Shen Zhenyi's invincible might. Hearing Hei Ya's order, he cried out in alarm, "General Hei Ya? What … what should we do? "
Hei Ya huffed. He was twelve feet tall and burly like a Vajra. He was originally a member of the imperial family, but because his ancestor was punished, he took on Hei Ya as his surname. However, his talent was outstanding since he was young. He cultivated the Eighth Cultivator of True Virtue, Spirit Transformation, and attracted the power of lightning into his body. He obtained the profundities of lightning cultivation and tempered his body day and night. In the end, his body became as tough as steel, invulnerable to swords and spears. He led an army on expeditions and was even more invincible.
If he were to make a move, wouldn't the Abandoned Sword Villa be reduced to dust?
Lord Zi Ningjun had heard that Shen Zhenyi now called the Abandoned Sword Villa his home. He couldn't help but worry about this.
Shen Zhenyi didn't have a worried expression at all. He just looked at Chanyu Wu Du leisurely.
Abandoned Sword Villa. He had already prepared a backup plan, so there was no need to worry.
"Not to mention Hei Ya huffed, even if Chanyu Jing personally led the army, he couldn't do anything to the Imperial Sword Villa."
He was calm and collected.
Chanyu Wu Du was already used to his words. He simply shut his mouth and didn't argue with him. He just urged the balance of power and slowly pressed toward the three people.
"Stubborn and unrepentant."
Shen Zhenyi frowned.
His body swayed. Just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly thought of something. He turned around and said to Lord Zi Ningjun, "Close your eyes first."
"Okay."
Lord Zi Ningjun didn't know why, but he still obediently closed his eyes. He only tugged at Shen Zhenyi's right sleeve with one hand.
Shen Zhenyi smiled slightly and slowly raised his left hand.
"Excuse me."
He said softly.
Sword Qi burst out!
From his sleeve, a giant red dragon seemed to surge out. It bared its fangs and brandished its claws, its hair and beard fluttering in the wind!
The dragon's eyes shot out lightning, just like a piercing sword. In just one move, it cut a hole in the indestructible Great Sumeru Formation!
Chi! Chi!
Although Black Armor Imperial Forest was also a Perfected Person martial arts expert, how could he resist the sharp sword qi? As soon as they came into contact, his stomach was cut open, and blood filled the sky!
The giant red dragon was nourished by the blood. Its body suddenly swelled, and its scales bulged. It was lifelike, and the horns on its head protruded. It looked even more ferocious, and the speed of its breakthrough was also faster.
Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi!
A series of slight cutting sounds rang out. It was the sound of Black Armor Imperial Forest's head being separated from his body. Shen Zhenyi's Sword Qi forcefully drew a bloody line in the middle of the formation of thirty thousand people.
And he carried Lord Zi Ningjun, whose eyes were tightly closed, with one hand. He turned around and called for Young Master Yu to follow. The three of them walked through the blood and flesh of thousands of people as if they were walking on flat ground. In an instant, they rushed to the center of the Great Sumeru Formation.
— — The center of the circular formation.
Chanyu Du Wu was sitting here, looking at the giant dragon surging in front of him, dumbfounded.
He roared and activated the Eighth Cultivator of Spirit Transformation Technique to the highest level. He borrowed the power of heaven and earth into his body. His whole body turned green, and his hair and clothes grew crazily in an instant, like vines and branches.
"The Wood Spirit Body is nothing to be afraid of."
Shen Zhenyi shook his head. Du Wu could no longer retract his attack. Even if his opponent had the Wood Spirit Body of the power of heaven and earth to protect him, it was useless.
Boom!
The giant red dragon and Chanyu Du Wu's body, which had turned into a giant piece of wood, collided with a deafening sound. Then, only smoke and dust could be seen.
The sword qi only paused for a moment before it regained its momentum and rushed to the other side.
And Chanyu Du Wu, who was at the ninth tier of the Perfected Person Realm and had cultivated the Eighth Cultivator of Spirit Transformation, had already transformed! Into! Fly! Ash!
Du Wu Du Wu's sleeve, burning the city with karmic fire.
Shen Zhenyi sighed softly.
He whistled, and the red dragon seemed to be restrained by something. It swayed left and right, gradually shrinking until it turned into nothingness.
However, Chanyu Du Wu was dead, and the Sumeru Formation could no longer be maintained. Under such a tragic scene, the morale of the army had fallen. Even if there were still warriors who wanted to carry out the emperor's orders, they could do nothing in front of their fleeing comrades.
Even if they retracted the poison dragon, Shen Zhenyi was already on the path to victory.
"Let's go."
Shen Zhenyi quickly crossed the cruel battlefield, leaving behind the screams and pain. When he was dozens of feet away, he turned back and said to Lord Zi Ningjun, "You can open your eyes now."
Lord Zi Ningjun opened her eyes, and there was a look of pity on her face.
"You … what sword technique did you use just now? I felt that it was very evil."
Her tone was full of worry for Shen Zhenyi.
"The Sword of the Hellfire Poisonous Dragon should not be a sword technique of this world."
Shen Zhenyi shook his head and used his fingers like a knife. With a swish, he cut a sleeve. The white satin strips turned into butterflies and fluttered away in the wind.
There was an ominous blood-red sword qi on that sleeve.
Killing was ominous. Even if it was a peerless sword, Shen Zhenyi abandoned it as if it was a worn-out shoe.
Young Master Yu looked greedily at the floating peerless sword technique. He could feel that it contained power that was even more powerful than the Frenzied Wrong Blade that he cultivated. However, he did not dare to pursue it casually.
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