Soul Emperor Martial God

"Xiao Yi, it's you again," Guu Changfeng gritted his teeth, his face clouding with murderous intent.

Beside him, Zhao Buqun asked in confusion, "Who is this? Young Master Changfeng, do you know him?"

"Hmph," Guu Changfeng snorted coldly. "Just a nobody who popped out of nowhere. He's not ranked on the Northern Mountain Ranking, and within Northern Mountain County, I've never heard of any powerful family with the surname Xiao."

Zhao Buqun's face showed a flash of realization as he disdainfully said, "Oh, no wonder despite my extensive knowledge, I don't recognize him. He's just a good-for-nothing with no background or power."

Guu Changfeng glared coldly at Xiao Yi and shouted loudly, "Half a month ago, you killed my men and sabotaged my plans. I spared your life because I thought you weren't worth killing; yet today, you dare to show up and block my way? You are truly seeking death."

Zhao Buqun laughed, "So he's one of Young Master Changfeng's former failed subordinates, huh."

The surrounding Martial Artists and gang leaders scoffed, "A mere defeated subordinate, whose life was spared, now ludicrously trying to stop Young Master Changfeng and Young Master Bu Qun, how overconfident."

"Young Master Changfeng, kill him quickly to aid us."

The crowd clamored.

"Shut your mouths!" A cold shout erupted as a massive sword, heavy as Qianjun, cleaved down, severely injuring dozens of Martial Artists in an instant.

The 'leader' who had been the most vocal was sent flying dozens of meters, blood spilling from his mouth as he fell silent.

"Whoever dares slander my brother Xiao Yi again, I will take his life," Lin Jin's face bore a murderous intent.

Simultaneously, a large vulture screeched high in the sky, its wings shaking once, sending countless sharp feathers shooting like swords, forcing hundreds of Martial Artists to desperately dodge and remain silent.

"My teammate, Qin Feiyang, is also someone you dare gossip about?" Qin Feiyang posed what he thought was a cool stance in mid-air and spoke loudly.

Hua Jian, Burrowing Rat, Vulture, and others also intensified their attacks, fiercely targeting each 'leader'.

"Those who made me admit defeat in swordsmanship, what right do you have to look down on him." Hee Jian's sword danced wildly, as a flurry of strikes caused dozens of Martial Artists to perish.

Suddenly, the large faction suffered heavy casualties.

Meanwhile, the smaller group's morale soared.

Zhao Buqun and Guu Changfeng watched in surprise, having not expected that their casual remarks would put them at a disadvantage.

"Young Master Changfeng, those guys seem inexplicably supportive of this Xiao Yi, let's get rid of him first," Zhao Buqun said.

"Alright," Guu Changfeng nodded.

The two joined forces and moved in for the attack.

Xiao Yi, silently from start to finish, pointed his Purple Cloud Iron Sword coldly at the two men.

In his eyes, these two were as easy to kill as waving a hand.

Guu Changfeng attacked, having learned from last time that his Innate power alone wasn't a match for Xiao Yi, he had already drawn his Low Grade Spiritual Artifact, the Wind Singing Sword.

Zhao Buqun wasn't foolish either. Despite his verbal disdain for Xiao Yi, seeing Guu Changfeng resorting to the Wind Singing Sword right from the start, he immediately took out his weapon as well.

A Low Grade Spiritual Artifact, the Demon Fire Spear.

Zhao Buqun, surprisingly, was a Martial Artist skilled with the spear.

Sword and spear attacked simultaneously.

Xiao Yi remained calm, merely gripping his sword in one hand, sword pointing at the two men.

With a clang, Xiao Yi deftly parried with his sword, easily repelling both attackers.

"Some skill," Zhao Buqun uttered in slight surprise.

"But that's all," Guu Changfeng said with disdain.

Xiao Yi frowned slightly and coldly said, "You are very weak. Without your Spiritual Artifacts, you would be far weaker than an average Innate Ninth Layer."

"How arrogant."

"How insolent."

The faces of Guu Changfeng and Zhao Buqun chilled as they attacked with full force again.

Another clang, and the two were repelled again.

However, this time, the Purple Cloud Iron Sword trembled violently, nearly breaking.

The Purple Cloud Iron Sword was after all only a reasonably good weapon, far from the league of a Spiritual Artifact.

Such collisions would undoubtedly break it in just a few strikes.

Guu Changfeng evidently noticed this too and sneered, "A bumpkin is a bumpkin, barely able to afford such a mediocre weapon."

"Hmph, with your status, you will never touch a Spiritual Artifact in your lifetime."

"Once your sword breaks, I would like to see what you will use to fight us."

Both men took pride in possessing Spiritual Artifacts.

Having said that, the two attacked again.

"Hmph." With a cold snort, Xiao Yi's figure instantly vanished from the spot.

"So fast." Guu Changfeng and Zhao Buqun's pupils constricted.

The next second, Xiao Yi instantly appeared behind the two, his Purple Cloud Iron Sword already gone, replaced by a fist that thundered out.

With a bang, both of them spit out blood and were sent flying instantaneously.

"So strong." Guu Changfeng and Zhao Buqun exclaimed in shock simultaneously.

Before their astonishment could fade, their bodies were struck again as if hit by lightning.

Bang, bang, bang...

Xiao Yi's figure kept disappearing and reappearing, continuously sending the two flying like deflated balls.

To save time, Xiao Yi used his physical strength.

With a final roar, he severely injured both men, causing them to trace a line of blood through the air before they fell powerlessly to the ground.

"How could he be this strong?" Disbelief filled their eyes.

"Even with Spiritual Artifacts, our combat power is close to that of a Half-step Cave Profound, and yet we are utterly defenseless?" Zhao Buqun gritted his teeth.

Suddenly, Guu Changfeng's eyes fixed intensely on Xiao Yi's fist.

A surge of True Qi enveloped Xiao Yi's fist.

"Such dense True Qi, that guy must have used a very strong Martial Technique to be this powerful just now," Guu Changfeng stated confidently.

Zhao Buqun nodded and added, "Xiao Yi is merely at the Five-layered Cultivation, but his power just now was stronger than a Half-step Cave Profound; it must definitely be an Earth Rank Martial Technique."

"Earth Rank Martial Technique?" A glint of madness flickered in Guu Changfeng's eyes.

"Hmph." Xiao Yi heard their words but didn't refute.

Naturally, he didn't possess an Earth Rank Martial Technique. His physical strength was simply too powerful, and to avoid causing too much speculation from others or being associated with the Bloodthirsty Profound Monarch, he purposely condensed his True Qi on his fist to disguise it.

This way, others would think he had used a Martial Technique or Secret Technique.

Moreover, he hadn't even used his full strength; otherwise, with his current power, he was comparable to a Monster of the Mysterious Profundity Fourth Layer, and ordinary Martial Artists of that level were no match for him.

By then, the madness in Guu Changfeng and Zhao Buqun's faces had intensified greatly.

"That guy actually has an Earth Rank Martial Technique; he must have stumbled upon some great fortune."

"A nobody without background or power doesn't deserve such a strong Martial Technique; we must seize it."

They thought bitterly to themselves.

The allure of an Earth Rank Martial Technique for Martial Artists was too great.

Moreover, Earth Rank Martial Techniques were exceedingly precious. The full series is hosted on My Virtual Library Empire, known as MV7LEMPYR.

In the entire Northern Mountain County, only a few behemoths possessed them, such as the Sky-splitting Sword Sect, Shadow Tower, Northern Mountain Murong Family, and Four Seasons City Bai Family.

The forces possessing Earth Rank Martial Techniques were all incredibly powerful, each safeguarded by Mystic Breakthrough Realm Martial Artists.

Although the Guu Family and Zhao Family were among the prominent clans of Baiwu City, their strongest members were only at the Mysterious Profundity Ninth Layer, not comparable to those true behemoths.

Their strongest Martial Technique was merely at the Peak of Xuan Rank.

"Using the power of the Spiritual Artifact, we must kill him and snatch the Martial Technique," Guu Changfeng and Zhao Buqun exchanged glances, their murderous intent surging.

Their thoughts were ruthless enough and desperate enough.

However, in Xiao Yi's eyes, they were pathetically weak.

Back then, even a warrior like Zhong Wuyou, who had rallied the power of a Spiritual Artifact and an Earth Rank Martial Technique with extraordinary resolve, couldn't beat him.

Let alone Guu Changfeng and Zhao Buqun now.

Whoosh, Xiao Yi vanished from the spot in a flash.

Even before they could react, Xiao Yi had already appeared in front of them.

Boom, Xiao Yi punch landed on Guu Changfeng's stomach.

"Pu," Guu Changfeng spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, severely wounded.

"Die." Zhao Buqun, seeing an opportunity, thrust his spear aiming for Xiao Yi's vitals, evidently wanting to take his life.

"Scram." Xiao Yi bellowed.

Without any resistance, Zhao Buqun was blasted away.

When he hit the ground, his face was ashen, drained of all fighting capacity.

Xiao Yi's battle with the two had already drawn the attention of many Martial Artists.

At that moment, numerous Martial Artists gasped in shock, staring dumbfounded at Xiao Yi.

"Is... is that guy a monster? Even with Young Master Changfeng and Young Master Buqun joining forces, they couldn't handle even a few moves from him."

Suddenly, Guu Changfeng yelled loudly, "Everyone, Xiao Yi has an Earth Rank Martial Technique."

"What?" All the Martial Artists froze for a moment, then turned to look at Xiao Yi, their eyes displaying madness and greed.