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Chapter 1207

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"Jianchen, this is a personal enmity between me and Gu Tu. It has nothing to do with your Flame Mercenaries. Do you want to interfere with my enmity with Gu Tu?" Feng Yixiao growled. Even though he knew that the person before him was an undefeatable expert, Feng Yixiao was not afraid at all.

"Your enmity with Gu Tu has nothing to do with me, but Gu Tu is a member of the Flame Mercenaries after all. How can I just let someone kill a member of the mercenaries so easily? Moreover, you've killed Gu Tu in front of all the members of the mercenaries," Jianchen said. He spoke in an extremely indifferent tone.

Feng Yixiao knew that he was done for today with that. He gritted his teeth and said with some reluctance, "Jianchen, you should've noticed me before I died.

With your abilities, you probably discovered me as soon as I arrived, so why didn't you appear before I killed Gu Tu? Why did you wait until I killed Gu Tu before dealing with me? "

At this moment, Bi Hai and the four other Saint Rulers arrived behind Jianchen as well. The four of them looked at Jianchen with undisguised admiration as well as a sliver of fear.

Jianchen no longer glanced at Feng Yixiao. He turned around and made his way toward the city. He indifferently said, "Execute him on the spot!"

"Yes, captain!" The four Saint Rulers all responded. Excitement filled their eyes. Killing a Ninth Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler was definitely a great stimulation to them, as well as a great honor.

Bi Hai glanced at the kneeling Feng Yixiao with some pity. He gently shook his head before turning around and making his way toward the city as well. Bi Hai found it extremely regretful that an expert who was about to break through to the level of Holy Emperor would die here. The Holy Emperor was a supreme realm that Bi Hai had yearned to reach for a very long time.

The four Saint Rulers of the Flame Mercenaries all smiled viciously. They had been intimidated by Feng Yixiao before, so they could only watch helplessly as their companions were killed. They felt extremely sullen inside, and now, they could finally avenge themselves.

"Looks like the heavens want me dead today. To think that I, Feng Yixiao, have wandered the world for so many years and killed countless experts. Even experts who were far more powerful than me failed to take my life. I never thought that I would actually die at the hands of a few ants in the end. How pitiful. How lamentable." Feng Yixiao sighed at the sky. His face was filled with reluctance. Although he had only been struck by a single strike from Jianchen's sword, his wounds were extraordinarily severe. Destructive Chaotic Force wreaked havoc in his body, and he was unable to suppress it at all. His wounds rapidly worsened with each passing second. He had already lost the ability to fight now.

Although he could escape with his soul, Feng Yixiao did not believe he could escape from Jianchen. The final outcome could not be changed.

The four Saint Rulers all smiled viciously as they raised their Saint Weapons. Killing a Ninth Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler was something they took great pride in.

As a result, the four of them decided to deal with Feng Yixiao together.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a shout rang out from the distance. Due to the great distance, the voice was extremely weak by the time it reached Feng Yixiao, but they still heard it clearly.

Jianchen trembled slightly. He suddenly turned his head in the direction of the voice and saw a black speck suddenly appear on the horizon. It was currently rushing over with lightning speed.

Although it was very far away, Jianchen was still able to see it clearly with his eyesight. Immediately, a profound light erupted from his indifferent eyes. He stared fixedly at the black speck as disbelief filled his face.

The four Saint Rulers did not care who it was. They swung their Saint Weapons, aiming for Feng Yixiao's heart, throat, head, and forehead.

Feng Yixiao could only watch as the four Saint Weapons rapidly approached him. He had been injured by the Chaotic Force, so he did not even have the power to dodge.

"Stop! Don't harm senior Feng!" The voice rang out from the distance once again. It was filled with worry, but it was unable to stop the four Saint Rulers from attacking Feng Yixiao.

Jianchen's face changed slightly when he heard that. Without any hesitation, he immediately flicked his finger and four weak strands of sword Qi struck the Saint Weapons of the four Saint Rulers with lightning-like speed.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

With the crisp sound of metal clashing, the Saint Weapons of the four Saint Rulers were knocked off course by Jianchen's sword Qi when they were about to strike Feng Yixiao. They brushed past Feng Yixiao by a hair's breadth before heavily smashing into the ground. With a boom, a huge crater appeared in the ground.

The four Saint Rulers stared at Jianchen in surprise. They were confused.

"The four of you stand down," Jianchen said as he stared at the figure running over from the distance.

"Yes, captain!" Jianchen's orders were like an imperial edict. The four Saint Rulers responded politely and obediently took a few steps back after putting away their Saint Weapons. Even though they were filled with doubt, none of them dared to ask.

The person in the distance drew closer and closer. Gradually, they could see his appearance. He was a man in tattered clothes with disheveled hair, but he was extremely burly. His messy hair covered most of his face, and the small part of his face that was exposed was dirty and covered in dust. He seemed like a beggar.

The four Saint Rulers of the Flame Mercenaries could not help but look at the disheveled man running over from afar. They were extremely curious. They wondered just who this person was, to actually be able to change the mind of their captain who had already given the order to kill Feng Yixiao, to the point where he had personally knocked aside their Saint Weapon and saved Feng Yixiao.

However, when their gazes landed on the large man, a gleam of light flashed through their eyes at the same time. With their strength as Saint Rulers, they could obviously tell that the large man was only a puny Earth Saint Master with a single glance. However, he ran extremely quickly. Even the wind-attributed Heaven Saint Masters who had reached the Sixth Cycle could not catch up to him.

It was impossible for an Earth Saint Master to erupt with such speed even with a Heaven Tier Battle Skill.

The ragged beggar-like man rushed over to Feng Yixiao's side with lightning speed. As if he did not notice the people standing beside him, he crouched down and helped the heavily injured Feng Yixiao up. He asked worriedly, "Senior Feng, are you alright?"

Feng Yixiao obviously recognized the disheveled man who had just parted ways with him. A sliver of surprise flashed through his eyes as he weakly said, "Kid, how did you get here? And how did you catch up?"

"Senior Feng, I immediately sensed that your life was in danger after you left, so I immediately chased after you. Fortunately, I wasn't too late," the disheveled man sternly replied. The disheveled man said with a straight face. He secretly heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. He was very glad that he had come in time.

"Silly kid, how can you control something that even I, Feng Yixiao, can't deal with? Leave immediately, or you'll probably be dragged down by me and end up in trouble," Feng Yixiao said feebly as he coughed blood. As he spoke, he coughed up blood. His wounds continued to worsen, making it rather difficult for him to even speak. He even suspected that even if Jian Chen did not kill him, he would not be able to last for half an incense stick's worth of time.

If it were not for the fact that he was a true Holy Emperor, he might have been able to temporarily suppress the sliver of Chaotic Force within him if he used his full strength. Unfortunately, he was still half a step away from becoming a Holy Emperor.

Jianchen stood there as he stared at the disheveled man blankly. His eyes were wide open as disbelief filled his face.

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