Supreme Sword God

Chapter 878: Chapter 877: The Holy Sword in Hand!

Ye Chen used the bizarre, unpredictable movement of the Instant Void Swordsmanship and sent Miao Chao flying with a single slash.

He almost couldn’t hold back and used a Dragon-Phoenix Sword Qi to hack this bastard to death.

So stupid and so useless!

But… he had to keep a low profile.

Fight it to a fifty-fifty and barely win—that was the best outcome.

Because of that.

After a round of explosive attacks, Ye Chen immediately put on a look of running out of strength, unable to seize the chance to keep pressing the offensive.

Miao Chao, who had been sent flying, stabilized his stance, his heart still pounding in fear.

“Shameless!”

Ye Chen snorted and said, “The brain is for thinking. Pity yours is stuffed full of straw!”

As his voice fell.

Ye Chen charged at Miao Chao again.

The Infinite Star Sword Array formed by twenty-four top-grade Dao Swords whirled and danced around Ye Chen, transforming into a powerful killing formation.

“You won’t get another chance to sneak attack. With this bit of strength, in my eyes, you’re a joke!”

Miao Chao shouted, swinging his sword to kill toward Ye Chen.

In an instant.

The two erupted into a fierce battle.

Miao Chao unleashed all his methods, like a raging storm.

Ye Chen’s figure drifted lightly, dealing with him at ease.

Off to the side.

Yan Lang was dumbfounded.

Ye Chen’s strength was actually this terrifying!

“When he fought me, he was giving me face,” Yan Lang muttered.

Facing Miao Chao, he had absolutely no power to resist.

Yet Ye Chen was trading blows back and forth with Miao Chao. Naturally, Yan Lang now understood what had really happened that day.

Fang Yu gripped Yan Lang’s hand tightly and said, “Senior Brother Yan, you’re already really amazing.”

Yan Lang looked at Fang Yu holding his hand, warmth flowing through his heart…

Isle Master Miao of Island No.10 kept his expression calm, sneering as he said, “This Ye Chen is only barely able to block my grandson’s attacks by relying on that exquisite Sword Array. But controlling a Sword Array consumes a huge amount of energy—he’s already showing signs of running out of strength. He won’t last long.”

Fang Cun was filled with worry.

From the looks of it.

Ye Chen really couldn’t hold on much longer.

For Ye Chen, who only had one Grotto Heaven, to display such battle power was already pretty incredible.

No wonder Feng Wuya valued him so highly…

It was just that the gap in Cultivation Realm was too big. In the end, Ye Chen would still lose to Miao Chao.

Thinking of this.

Fang Cun’s expression grew even uglier.

In the arena.

Ye Chen was indeed fighting very “tired.”

Too hard.

Precisely controlling his strength within a certain range was even harder than going all out!

At this moment, he finally understood just how strong Brother Chun really was.

No matter what level the opponent was, when Brother Chun went fifty-fifty, he could perform smoothly and flawlessly.

During the fight with Miao Chao, there were several times when Ye Chen almost couldn’t resist the urge to just chop this idiot to death with one slash.

“Boom!”

Another violent collision erupted.

Ye Chen’s body was blasted away by Miao Chao’s Sword Qi.

The Infinite Star Sword Array wobbled unsteadily in the air.

Ye Chen panted heavily.

Pride surfaced on Miao Chao’s face as he said, “You’re only so-so. Next, I’ll suppress you with one sword!”

Ye Chen gritted his teeth and shouted, “If you’ve got guts, come at me!”

“Sea and Sky as One!”

Miao Chao let out a cold shout, sweeping his sword horizontally. Within the sword light, a boundless sea appeared, meeting the horizon, its power vast and mighty.

“Nine Deaths and One Life Sword!”

Ye Chen shouted, randomly yelling a move name that sounded like a life-risking technique. The single Grotto Heaven he condensed shook violently, the true intent of the Invincible Sword Qi merging into the Celestial Mark Sword as he charged forward with all his might.

“Swoosh!”

Miao Chao’s power was shattered by Ye Chen.

A thick look of disbelief appeared on Miao Chao’s face. He immediately brought his sword across in front of him to block.

“Clang!”

The two swords smashed into each other.

Both their bodies were sent flying backward at the same time.

“Swish swish swish!”

The twenty-four top-grade Dao Swords shot out, howling Sword Qi bursting into razor-sharp sword light, drowning Miao Chao!

“Aaahhh!”

A miserable scream rang out.

Miao Chao’s body was hacked into pieces, scattered all over the place.

The twenty-four top-grade Dao Swords coiled back, flying to Ye Chen’s side.

Ye Chen propped himself up with his sword, blood spurting from his mouth. His face pale, he lifted his head and weakly said, “I… won!”

The entire place was stunned.

Ye Chen, who only had one Grotto Heaven and at most was at the Heaven-Reaching Realm Fifth Layer, had actually defeated Miao Chao—who possessed seven Grotto Heavens, was about to step into the Manifestation stage, and was even wielding a Holy Sword!

“That Nine Deaths and One Life Sword just now was so powerful—putting oneself in a deathtrap to gain new life.”

“To pull off that sword technique, Ye Chen’s own will and resolve must be far beyond ordinary people.”

“Too strong!”

Exclamations rippled around them.

Isle Master Miao, who had just now been calm with a hint of disdain, turned gloomy.

His figure flashed as he shot into the Martial Arts Arena, raising a hand to help reforge Miao Chao’s physical body.

Fang Cun also flashed forward, standing beside Ye Chen and saying, “Can you still hold on?”

Ye Chen coughed up a mouthful of blood and said, “Martial Uncle… my… my Holy Sword…”

Fang Cun nodded and looked at Isle Master Miao, saying, “Honor your wager. This was sworn on the Martial Dao. Isle Master Miao isn’t going to go back on his word, is he?”

Isle Master Miao clenched his fist and said, “You’re not qualified to possess a Holy Sword!”

Ye Chen forced out another blood cough, struggling to straighten his back as he said, “Didn’t I call it? You really are a shameless old bastard. If you’ve got the guts, walk away with that sword and see if the backlash from the Martial Dao oath kills you!”

Isle Master Miao: “You…”

Ye Chen: “If you’ve got guts, then try it. If you don’t, then hand over the sword honestly and get lost!”

“Fang Cun, Ye Chen, the Holy Sword is a supreme treasure of our Island No.10. You two can’t digest it!” Miao Chao shouted. He had only brought the Holy Sword today to show off; the Holy Sword didn’t belong to him.

Now that the Holy Sword had been taken from his hands, he’d be in big trouble when he went back!

Ye Chen said, “You fulfill the agreement first and give me the sword. I’ll give it back to you later.”

Isle Master Miao said, “Count you sensible. As long as you return the Holy Sword, we from Island No.10 won’t just sit by when it comes to Island No. 99—we can lend a hand at critical moments.”

As he spoke.

Isle Master Miao flicked his wrist, tossing the sword to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen caught the sword.

The Holy Sword struggled violently.

Ye Chen let out a cold snort, quietly activated the Soldier Character Secret, then moved his mind and directly sent the sword into his Storage Ring.

“Ye Chen, you…” Isle Master Miao roared.

Ye Chen: “I never said I’d definitely return it. I won, so it’s mine in the first place!”

Shameless idiots.

Still want to argue?

Too lazy to bicker with you.

The Holy Sword is already in my hands, and you still want me to hand it back?

What a joke!

Isle Master Miao roared, “So, you’re set on seeking your own destruction!”

Ye Chen glanced up at the sky and said, “I remember someone swore just now that if he lost, he’d get lost. If you don’t leave, the heavenly might of the Thunder Tribulation is going to descend.”

At this moment, thunderclouds were already slowly gathering in the sky.

Isle Master Miao’s face turned as black as the bottom of a pot as he shouted, “Fang Cun, you’ll regret this sooner or later. When that time comes, even if you’re crying and kneeling in front of me, it’ll be useless!”

Throwing out this ruthless line, Isle Master Miao’s power surged out, and he immediately left with Miao Chao.

The thunderclouds in the sky dispersed at once.

Ye Chen’s eyes flashed.

All along, he liked to use Martial Dao oaths, borrowing the power of the Great Dao to restrain his enemies.

But… this still didn’t stop him from planning to chop up the Great Dao in the future.

Business is business!

All around the Martial Arts Arena, everyone’s gaze was still fixed on Ye Chen.

Ye Chen coughed up blood violently.

“Martial Uncle, my injuries are so serious… I’ve got to hurry back and heal…”

Fang Cun: “I’ll help you!”

Ye Chen shook his head and said, “I’m an Alchemist myself. No need to trouble Martial Uncle.”

Fang Cun immediately led Ye Chen out of the Martial Arts Arena and sent him back to his quarters.

After Ye Chen saw Fang Cun off, he directly activated the restriction on the cultivation room, then entered the Sword Tomb.

The whole person was brimming with energy, not looking injured in the slightest.

“Your clothes are covered in blood, and you’re grinning like a cat that stole the fish. Big brother, there’s no way you did anything good!” Little Phoenix flew over and gave a very objective review.

“Scram.”

Ye Chen glared at Little Phoenix, then took out the Holy Sword from his Storage Ring. After looking it over for a while, he sighed and said, “Such a trashy Holy Sword… I’ll use it to fob off Little Martial Uncle.”

Off to the side.

Master Legs and Luo Qingyi just pretended they hadn’t heard anything.

They couldn’t stand this brat.

He was only at the Heaven-Reaching Realm and he was already disdaining Holy Weapons.

Does he even realize, in such a vast Eastern Region, with so many at the Emperor Realm, how many actually have a Holy Weapon…