Although Zhou Wen's strength was inferior to Nine Yang's and his speed was inferior to Xiao's, under the concept of Transcendent Flying Immortal, he was able to defeat the trio. The encirclement now looked like it was being broken one by one.
The hard and straight Bamboo Blade and scabbard didn't seem as firm in Zhou Wen's hands. It gave off a very strange feeling, as though the blade and scabbard had turned into soft ribbons.
Of course, the blade and scabbard didn't change, nor could they be bent. The feeling it gave off was purely a visual illusion brought about by the concept of Transcendent Flying Immortal.
Unlike the domineering and direct Immortal Slaying, Zhou Wen's saber technique was erratic and unpredictable. Not only was the trajectory of the saber abnormally mysterious, but it could also guide external forces.
The blade brushed against Nine Yang's fist, but it didn't clash with his fist. With a twist of the blade, it crossed Nine Yang's fist and slashed at his neck.
At the same time, the scabbard in Zhou Wen's other hand slashed at Old K. Old K raised his scepter with both hands to meet the incoming scabbard.
The scabbard and scepter collided fiercely, but there was no sound. At the instant the scabbard and scepter came into contact, Zhou Wen released the scabbard. At the instant he released it, he hooked the end of the scabbard with his pinky finger.
After the scabbard made contact, it spun around the point of contact. Zhou Wen flipped the scabbard around and smacked it on Old K's head.
Old K felt his head buzz as his entire body sank. His body was like a nail that had been smacked into the rock. The scabbard used the rebound force to return to Zhou Wen's hand.
Zhou Wen held the scabbard and slashed repeatedly, continuously blocking Xiao Shisan's attacks that flashed like phantoms, forcing Xiao to retreat.
Nine Yang retreated at high speed as he struck out with his other hand at the Bamboo Blade. However, Zhou Wen's fingers moved slightly. The Bamboo Blade was like a spirit snake as it flicked back and stabbed his wrist. It retracted slightly and severed the tendons in his hand.
In the blink of an eye, two of the three Saints were injured.
"Coach, I don't know how long I'll need to practice this saber technique to catch up." Although Feng Qiuyan said that, he was calculating how much he had learned.
"Why isn't Coach practicing sword techniques?" Mingxiu had a look of pity on his face. However, it wasn't that he didn't gain anything. There were similarities between sword techniques and blade techniques.
Qin Zhen remained silent as she silently memorized Zhou Wen's Transcendent Flying Immortal.
She had obtained Zhou Wen's teachings and the secret teachings of Transcendent Flying Immortal. However, even as a female sword immortal who had learned Transcendent Flying Immortal and had become famous because of it, she felt an indescribable sense of awkwardness when looking at Transcendent Flying Immortal.
Xia Xuanyue was already dumbfounded as she watched on. Many question marks surfaced on her mind. "Shisan Saint". Xia Xuanyue was to to. He was Saint.
"Saint" by by by by Zhou Wen. Saints to Saint, Saint Saint, Saint, "to" Saint, Chen Saint Saint Saint, to, Saint, to,
"Shuschen," Divine to, "Xiao Chen Chen," to Chen., "to, to, to be. by by" Xiao by by..
Equally shocked were those who had truly understood it. Dugu Ge, Zhang Chunqiu, Xia Liuchuan, and the younger Lance and company had goosebumps.
"That guy is really amazing. He can actually train his saber skills to such a level. I'm too far behind. No, I have to go practice now. I have to catch up to him as soon as possible." Lance's eyes lit up. He stopped watching the live broadcast and turned around to go to the training ground.
Not long after, a series of rumbling sounds came from the training field.
Seeing that the three Saints were being suppressed by Zhou Wen to the point where it was difficult for them to protect themselves, the Saint's expression was as cold as ice.
"Come back." Although he wished he could skin Zhou Wen alive, the Saint Deity still gave the order to retreat.
It didn't matter if Jiu Yang and company died, but if the three Holy Artifacts fell into Zhou Wen's hands, it would undoubtedly be a huge blow to the Holy Land.
After receiving the order, Jiu Yang and the other two retreated without hesitation.
Xiao's figure mysteriously disappeared as he retreated.
Jiu Yang and Old K flew in two different directions. As the teleportation array had been destroyed, they couldn't directly return to the Holy Land.
Although Zhou Wen had figured out the advanced concept of Transcendent Flying Immortal, it could only strengthen his combat strength. It couldn't fundamentally increase his strength and speed.
It wasn't a problem for him to fight one against three, but it wasn't that easy to catch up to them.
With a thought, Zhou Wen threw the Bamboo Blade in his hand at Old K. The Bamboo Blade transformed into a cold beam that drew an arc in the air and rapidly approached Old K's back.
Old K had suffered once, so he didn't dare use the scepter to block Zhou Wen's Bamboo Blade. All he could do was dodge it.
However, just as he dodged, he saw a golden light flash above his head. A golden scissors landed on his neck and with a crack, his head separated from his body. Blood splattered all over the ground as the Guardian armor on his body shattered and dissipated.
Zhou Wen's figure had already arrived beside Old K's corpse as he reached out to pick up the scepter.
The scepter was the same as the Xian Tian Yao that Zhou Wen had previously obtained. They were both holy artifacts of the six great temples. However, the Xian Tian Yao came from the Xian Tian Yao Temple, while the scepter came from the Divine Emperor Temple.
In front of the Holy Land, the teleportation array was destroyed and the Saints were killed, but no one appeared again.
This kind of prestige was probably rare throughout the ages. When had the Holy Land ever suffered such humiliation?
Zhou Wen stood there and the people watching the live broadcast felt like they were watching a deity.
The cries of the Immortal King resounded everywhere in the Federation.
The Saints in the Holy Land were shocked and angry. The Sheng Deity didn't say a word, but his expression was extremely ugly.
In a short period of time, Zhou Wen had snatched two holy artifacts and blocked the Holy Land's door to kill the Saints. It was simply a great humiliation.
If it weren't for the suppression of Earth's laws, the Sheng Deity would have personally killed Zhou Wen. Unfortunately, this was Earth, not a dimension. He could only think about it.
Just as people were about to worship Zhou Wen like a god, they saw Zhou Wen bend down, squat down, and reach out to search Old K's corpse. He quickly put the things he found from Old K's body into his pocket.
This wretched action formed a sharp contrast with his elegant posture from before. For a moment, everyone was stunned. They couldn't imagine that this was the same person.
A second ago, Zhou Wen was like a deity, but now, no matter how they looked at him, he looked like an extremely greedy thief who didn't even let go of corpses.
"This …" The voices of those who were still shouting the Immortal King gradually became softer. They looked a little guilty and a little embarrassed.
"I think it's more appropriate to call him Immortal Thief!" No one knew who said this, but it immediately resonated with many people.
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