I'm only one year old, what the heck is a Overturning System?!-Chapter 327 - 160 Wu...... (Subscription Request)_3
This sword, nearly decapitating the Tiger Demon Futu by slashing across its neck, would have severed its head if it hadn’t tilted at the last moment.
Tiger Demon Futu’s eyes narrowed as it let out a roar, fearlessly charging towards Chen Yi.
Meanwhile, the black gem on its chest dimmed slightly, healing the wounds on its neck completely.
Chen Yi glanced at it once, flipped his wrist, and his figure vanished again.
This time, he no longer focused on the Tiger Demon, but targeted the closest group of Great Demons.
Sword Five Soaring Immortal!
Under the cloak of Silver White Sword Intent, Chen Yi, stepping like an Immortal, produced lotuses with each step.
Yet beneath this beautiful scene lurked the hidden, densely packed intent of Slaughter, ready to strike.
The next moment, as the lotuses blossomed, the Silver White Sword Intent slowly radiated outward like thousands of dazzling lights, stunningly beautiful.
The Great Demons, terror-stricken, roared as demon energy enveloped them, connecting into a circulating river.
The demon energy flowed, constantly washing over the silver sword light, yet it couldn’t withstand even for a moment.
"Demon King Futu!!"
"Save..."
Tiger Demon Futu’s eyes almost burst as it roared and swung an axe at Chen Yi.
"You dare?!"
"Why wouldn’t I dare?"
With each step producing a lotus, Chen Yi’s Spring Rain Sword continuously slashed, instantly slaying four Great Demons.
"All the demon energy in their bodies was absorbed by you, forming that so-called immortal divine power."
"They died a tragic death indeed!"
Hearing this, Tiger Demon Futu and the surrounding Great Demons all changed color.
None of them expected Chen Yi to be so decisive. Realizing he couldn’t defeat them at the moment, he targeted the other Great Demons first.
The fact was just as Chen Yi speculated—these Great Demons, each a third-rank or above, had previously contributed their own demon energy to restore the armor’s immortal divine power on Futu.
However, this only weakened them further; now they couldn’t block a single strike from Chen Yi.
"I will kill you!"
"Come..."
A smile appeared on Chen Yi’s face, though his eyes remained incredibly cold.
After slaying the four Great Demons, he didn’t stop, switching his sword move—
Third Sword River Blockade!
Unlike the graceful Soaring Immortal, this strike was fierce and domineering.
With the sword slashing through, Silver White Sword Light tore through the sky, accompanied by the roar of White Tiger Divine Intent, flying three Great Demons’ heads.
Futu’s face grew even uglier. It grasped the axe with both hands and started to whirl recklessly.
Axes wrapped in Demon Energy Blades enveloped the surrounding area.
"Die! Die! Die!"
Chen Yi dodged low and continued the massacre expressionlessly.
In just a few moments, the ten or so surrounding Great Demons fell dead.
"Roar!!"
Tiger Demon Futu roared in rage and desperation as its whirling figure finally halted.
It looked at Chen Yi incredulously, its eyes wide with bloody veins.
"What level is your Sword Dao?!"
"Guess."
Chen Yi tilted his head slightly, his face showing a hint of fatigue after a series of powerful sword techniques—to conceal his true Sword Dao Realm.
"You..."
"Kill him!"
Another roar thundered across the sky, loud and clearly irate.
Futu stilled, then launched another attack without a word.
Chen Yi looked up with a cold smirk and met Tiger Demon Futu without hesitation.
His figure flickered unpredictably, Silver White Sword Light constantly leaving deep gashes on Tiger Demon Futu.
Before blood could ooze out, the black gem in the armor would consume some power to heal its wounds.
But as the power was depleted, with the continuous battle, Futu’s eyes grew increasingly desperate.
It knew it was impossible to kill this Human Race Sword Cultivator now, only trying to force more power from him.
Indistinctly, it realized Chen Yi’s Sword Dao was more profound.
"You’re scared, aren’t you? Those great figures here, they intimidate you, right?!"
Chen Yi didn’t bother responding, continuing to wear down the armor’s power with his swords.
The so-called immortal divine power was still no match in the face of true strength!
In less than thirty minutes, the shiny black gem shattered and fell.
Tiger Demon Futu paused, its dual axes stopping as despair spread across its face.
"Have you, have you already condensed the seed of divine power in your Sword Dao?"
Unnoticed, Chen Yi stood on its shoulder, the tip of the Spring Rain Sword at its neck.
"Go down and ask that ’Sort of Great Demons,’ it will tell you everything."
With that, he slashed, sending a fierce tiger head flying.
Futu’s eyes widened as it spun around, desperately searching for Chen Yi’s figure.
"You will regret this!!"
A desperate and mournful tiger roar echoed through the dense forest, much to the irritation of White Tiger Divine Intent, stomping its foot.
"Roar—"
A loud roar once again penetrated the heavens, even piercing a hole in the thick clouds overhead, revealing a sky dotted with sparse stars and moonlight.
Vaguely visible were two immense Great Demons and four people with differing expressions...
Chen Yi waved off the White Tiger Divine Intent, his gaze sweeping over the corpses of demons, looking towards the leader of the Southern Barbarian Sect and other barbarians nearby.
The female barbarian holding the golden scepter had flickering eyes but still stared straight at him.
Behind her, a group of Southern Barbarian Sect Shamans, their faces obscured by gold and silver masks, their eyes unmistakably showing apprehension.
A moment of silence.
Chen Yi twirled his sword and sheathed the Spring Rain Sword, saying, "Gongye Shou will be fine for now."
