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Chapter 791

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The two of them were fighting with their lives on the line. It was extremely dangerous, and even the slightest carelessness could threaten their lives.

The old man's huge sword landed on Jianchen's shoulder and the powerful force directly tore Jianchen's clothes to shreds. Not even a single piece of cloth was left behind, revealing the Golden Threaded Armor made from Primordial Godsilk. In the end, the Golden Threaded Armor was blocked by the faint golden light from the Golden Threaded Armor, preventing it from harming Jianchen at all.

Jianchen's Ruler Armament, the Dragonslaying Sword, stabbed into the old man's chest at the same time, piercing through his chest. Destructive Chaotic Force immediately erupted from the Dragonslaying Sword, rampaging through the old man's body like a dragon. Wherever the Chaotic Force passed by, the old man's organs and bones would be reduced to dust.

Spurt! The old man spat out a mouthful of blood, which turned into a bloody mist in the air. His face paled at that moment as he glanced at Jian Chen in shock. Without any hesitation, he immediately retreated. At the same time, he circulated all the Saint Force within him in an attempt to purge the rampaging Chaotic Force that was destroying his life force.

However, how could Chaotic Force be purged so easily? Even though there was not a lot of Chaotic Force remaining in his body, the sliver of Chaotic Force was not something his weak Saint Force could resist. Even with his full strength, the old man could only temporarily suppress the sliver of Chaotic Force. He was unable to purge it in a short amount of time.

"It's not Saint Force, it's not the energy of the world, and it's not any of the six elements. W- w- what is this power? It's actually so powerful." The old man was shocked as deep fear filled his eyes. He had basically used all his strength to suppress the Chaotic Force, so his battle prowess was pitifully weak.

Killing intent surged in Jianchen's eyes as the thought of his parents' deaths surfaced in his head once again. The grief and hatred in his heart had been converted into extremely dense killing intent. He stepped into the air and a ripple immediately appeared in the space there. In the next moment, he had vanished, arriving before the old man when he reappeared. He stabbed out with the Dragonslaying Sword in his hand.

The sword moved extremely quickly. It had already fused with Spatial Force, arriving before the old man's forehead in a single moment.

The old man's eyes suddenly narrowed. At this critical moment, he gave up on suppressing the Chaotic Force within him and used all his strength to block Jianchen's fatal strike. He used all his strength to raise the palm-sized sword in front of him as quickly as possible to block of his forehead.

The Dragon Slaying Sword stabbed into the broad surface of the giant sword, and the powerful force sent the old man flying back. The sliver of Chaotic Force Jian Chen had left in the old man's body was no longer suppressed. It became lively once again, rampaging through the old man's body as it ravaged the old man's life force.

The Dragonslaying Saint Force's body's skin..... the Dragonslaying Chaotic Chaotic Saint saint Force....................

Jianchen was emotionless. His eyes were cold as he radiated with surging killing intent. He stepped into the air and fused with the surrounding space. He chased after the old man with lightning-like speed. He stabbed out with a simple strike once again. There were no fancy moves, only speed, accuracy, and viciousness.

This time, the old man no longer had the power to block the simple strike. In the end, the sword stabbed into his forehead as he watched in fear.

The light in the old man's eyes rapidly vanished. They became empty. At this moment, a ball of white light flew out from the old man's head, shooting off into the distance with lightning-like speed. It was the old man's soul.

As long as the soul existed, Saint Rulers would not die!

Jianchen had been prepared for all of this. As soon as the old man's soul flew out, the surrounding space suddenly froze, immobilizing the old man's soul.

Even though he was a Saint Ruler of the Fifth Heavenly Layer, he was extremely weak now that he had lost his body. He did not even have the ability to struggle in the frozen space.

Swish!

Just as the space froze, the sound of something shooting through the air rang out. Jianchen suddenly stabbed out with the Dragonslayer sword in his hand. A sharp sword Qi shot out from the tip of the sword, piercing through space and striking the old man's soul in a single instance.

"Bang!"

With a gentle sound, the old man's soul loudly shattered. It completely vanished in the air. His soul had been wiped out.

A Fifth Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler had died just like that.

The ancestors of the eight clans all shivered inside when they saw this. They felt rather fearful of the strength that had slain a Fifth Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler in such a short amount of time.

However, all of them knew that Jianchen had not slain a Fifth Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler in such a short amount of time because of Jianchen's strength. Instead, it was because of his Ruler Armament and Golden-threaded Armor.

Without his Ruler Armament, Jianchen would not have been able to use the strength of a Fifth Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler. If he had lost his armor, Jianchen would not have been able to remain unscathed from the attack on his shoulder. Even if his arm had not been severed, he would have been heavily injured.

"T- Yang Yutian has actually killed a Saint Ruler." When Yun Tian saw this from behind the president of the Radiant Saint Master Union, he immediately became frightened out of his wits. His face paled and became completely bloodless. His entire body trembled gently.

The president and grand elder's expressions changed as well. Their gazes toward Jianchen changed once again.

The four of them were extremely sunken. They were busy with the protectors of the Bloodsword sect, so they could only watch helplessly as their companion was killed. They could not free themselves to save him.

After killing one of them, Jian Chen's hatred did not decrease at all. He continued to charge toward the second Fifth Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler with the Dragonslayer sword. He worked with a protector of the Bloodsword sect to deal with the Saint Ruler.

The Saint Ruler was unable to defeat someone stronger than him. He was busy with two opponents of the same level, so the pressure on him immediately increased. It became more and more difficult for him to withstand the attacks, so he was forced to retreat.

Boom! With a violent boom, Jian Chen's Dragonslaying Sword struck out three times in a row, colliding with the opponent's Saint Weapon. The violent shockwaves from the collision forced the old man to rapidly retreat.

At this moment, a red streak of light flashed behind the old man. It passed through his chest and landed in the protector's hand with a bloody sword.

The old man grunted and spat out a mouthful of blood. His face immediately paled, and the flesh around his wound began to rot.

"Baleful Yin Force!" The old man cried out as his face became ugly. The Bloodsword sect was renowned on the Tian Yuan Continent for their Baleful Yin Force. Not only could the Baleful Yin Force erode a person's soul, killing them without them noticing, but it was extremely corrosive as well. Once it came into contact with a wound, it would constantly erode a person's flesh and blood if it was not removed immediately.

The old man was at a disadvantage even when fighting two opponents by himself, so he did not have the time to remove the Baleful Yin Force. His wounds had already made him lose the will to fight, so he no longer stayed. He turned around and flew off into the distance in an attempt to flee.

"You killed my parents! I'll kill all of you today to avenge my parents!" Jianchen suddenly appeared before the old man and blocked his path. He stabbed the Dragonslaying Sword toward the old man's forehead.

The old man was stern. He used his Saint Weapon to block Jianchen's attack before breaking out of the encirclement in another direction.

Jianchen's free left hand suddenly clenched into a fist. Chaotic Force began to condense in his fist as he punched out with lightning-like speed.

Jianchen had used his Chaotic Body and Chaotic Force to throw out the punch. It was extremely powerful, shaking up the surrounding space and causing it to compress.

"Bang!" The fist struck the old man's waist viciously. With a crack, the old man's bones were shattered by Jianchen's punch. The great force from the punch sent the old man flying. He flew toward the protector of the Bloodsword sect.

The protector was emotionless. The blood-red spike in his hand turned into a red streak of light and stabbed into the back of the old man's head with lightning-like speed.

"Puff!" The blood-red spike pierced through the back of the old man's head and came out from between his eyebrows.

The old man's soul flew out from his head. It flew into the distance in a panic, but before it could get very far, the surrounding space suddenly froze. A sharp sword Qi with an aura of devastation shot over with lightning-like speed. It dispersed the old man's soul, wiping it out.

Another Fifth Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler had died.

The death of their two companions had a huge impact on the hearts of Old Ghost Situ and the other two, causing their expressions to become extremely ugly.

"Retreat!" Ma Teng called out. He no longer cared about whether he could complete the mission given to him by the Tiger King. He used the opportunity to turn around and flee into the distance.

The four protectors of the Bloodsword sect had no intentions of letting them go. They all chased after them as red streaks of light and intercepted the three of them. They began another great battle with the three of them.

Two of the protectors fought against the two Sixth Heavenly Layer Saint Rulers, Situ and Ma Teng, while the other two worked with Jian Chen to kill the last Fifth Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler.

Their battle ten thousand meters above the City of God was extremely intense. Under the combined efforts of Jian Chen and the two protectors, the last Fifth Heavenly Layer Saint Ruler was slain very quickly. In the blink of an eye, only the two of them were left in Old Man Situ's group of five.

The expressions of Old Devil Situ and Old Devil Ma Teng became unprecedentedly solemn. Old Devil Ma Teng clenched his teeth and shouted, "We can't care so much. It will be too late if we don't leave now. Blood Shield!" A mouthful of essence blood spurted from Ma Teng's mouth. It turned into a red mist in the air that enveloped Ma Teng. Afterward, he fled into the distance with unbelievable speed, disappearing in a single moment. He was so fast that he had surpassed the speed of a Saint Ruler with Spatial Force.

Without any hesitation, the Situ old man used the same secret technique to flee as a blood-red streak of light, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

"They used a secret technique to flee at the cost of their own strength. They won't be able to last much longer. Chase them!" A protector from the Bloodsword sect coldly said. He then turned into a red streak of light and chased after old man Situ.

Behind him, the other three protectors did not hesitate either. They pursued the two of them at the same time.

Killing intent filled Jianchen's eyes. He fused with the surrounding space and used his control over Spatial Force to chase after the two protectors as well.

At this moment, three huge streaks of light suddenly appeared in front of him, directly slashing toward Jianchen.

Jianchen's face sank. He immediately stabbed out with his Ruler Armament, shattering the three streaks of light. However, Jian Chen's pursuit was forced to come to a halt after being obstructed like that. The three ancestors of the eight clans hovered in the air before Jianchen. They just happened to block his path.

"Yang Yutian, it's best if you stay behind." An old voice rang out from behind. Over a dozen ancestors of the eight clans surrounded Jianchen at the same time, forming an invisible net that trapped him.

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