Soul Emperor Martial God-Chapter 1461: Looks Like He’s Not a Dummy
In fact, the mere fact that Xiao Yi drew his sword in an instant demonstrated the unusual strength of the newcomer.
And when they truly clashed, the newcomer’s skill made Xiao Yi even more astonished.
The newcomer turned out to be a Martial Arts Great Power.
A Sword Cultivator at the Martial Arts Great Power Level is definitely not an ordinary person.
Clang...
At this moment, there was another clang.
Xiao Yi felt a burst of Giant Force coming through the old man’s sword, and then he was instantly sent flying.
Of course, that was all.
He was merely thrown back several dozen meters before stabilizing himself.
With one hand holding Ding Qiuyue, and since he had to hold his sword with the other, he simply carried Ding Qiuyue on his shoulder.
"There might still be bloodshed next, so I won’t wake you up." Xiao Yi glanced at the unconscious yet peacefully sleeping Ding Qiuyue and smiled.
Then, he looked at the old man ahead, his expression suddenly turning cold.
"I didn’t expect such a strong person over Cold Light Mansion." Xiao Yi sneered.
"What nonsense are you talking about." The old man shouted angrily, advancing with his sword.
Xiao Yi’s face instantly turned icy.
Boom...
Streams of the Starlight River suddenly descended from the sky.
Xiao Yi swung his sword, thirty swords appeared all at once.
The old man attacked, only to be sent flying with a single sword strike.
Swish... Xiao Yi’s figure flashed, pursuing with his sword.
Boom... Another sword strike was unleashed.
The old man raised his sword to block.
Bam... A loud explosion sounded.
The old man was sent flying again, this time blood spilled from his mouth.
"With such a filthy mouth, there’s no need for more words." Xiao Yi’s eyes were cold.
Bam... Bam... Bam...
The once arrogant old man now could only defend himself.
Every sword strike from Xiao Yi sent him flying.
Sword after sword, his Qi-Blood was already churning within.
A minute later.
The old man’s face was flushed red, and he spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.
Just then, five figures broke through the air from afar.
Judging by their aura’s intensity, the strength of these five wouldn’t be any less than the old man before him.
"Six Martial Arts Great Power Sword Cultivators." Xiao Yi’s face turned stern.
"Sixth Elder, are you alright?" The five people rushed to the old man’s side as soon as they arrived.
"This kid has some skills." The old man said angrily.
"The six of us will join forces, swiftly kill him, and rescue Qiuyue."
On the other side, Xiao Yi’s expression had already turned grim.
He never expected to encounter six Martial Arts Great Powers.
Moreover, these six were not ordinary Martial Arts Great Powers, but Swordmen of the Sword Domain.
Sword Cultivators always have tremendous combat power.
These six, any one of them would likely surpass the Great Elder of the Beiyin Sect in strength.
Not to mention they possess the peculiar force of ’Sword Power’, which boosts their strength even more.
If not for this, the old man he fought earlier could not have lasted so long against him.
Given his current strength, when thirty swords strike together, ordinary Martial Arts Great Powers wouldn’t withstand even a single strike.
Without a doubt, today would be a bitter battle.
However, when he fought the old man earlier, Xiao Yi judged that even with the old man’s Sword Power, he still couldn’t prevail over him.
It proved their strength, even boosted by ’Sword Power’, was still far below that of the Eighteen Mansions Masters.
Thus, Xiao Yi still had some confidence.
Thinking this, Xiao Yi tightened his grip on the Cold Flame Sword, his Primordial Power quickly brewing within.
On the other side.
The six elders were also poised to strike.
Yet just as they were about to take action, one of them frowned and glanced toward Cold Light Mansion below.
"I’ve heard it was the scum of Cold Light Mansion who abducted Qiuyue."
"Sixth Elder, was it you who killed the Martial Artists of Cold Light Mansion?"
At that moment, Cold Light Mansion was in ruins.
Among the dead, the bodies of the Master and several elders were glaringly present.
"No." The old man shook his head, "When I arrived, this damn Cold Light Mansion was already like this."
"And Qiuyue was being carried by that boy."
"Oh?" The five frowned at the words, looking at the old man with an odd expression.
"Sixth Elder, could it be your temper that caused a misunderstanding?"
"There’s no misunderstanding." The old man said angrily.
At this moment, from afar, the figure of the Ding Family Patriarch arrived belatedly.
He, too, set out from Ding Family Manor.
But his speed was much slower than Xiao Yi’s.
So naturally, he arrived now.
"Honored elders." The Ding Family Patriarch quickly bowed to the six as soon as he arrived.
"The Clan Leader of Ding Family Manor?" The six frowned.
"Qiuyue, has she been rescued?" The Ding Family Patriarch urgently asked.
The old man blurted out, "Humph, we’ll kill that boy now and rescue Qiuyue."
The old man looked coldly at Xiao Yi, his intent to kill evident.
The Ding Family Patriarch glanced at Xiao Yi in the distance, his face first shocked then delighted, "Brother Xiao Yi."
The Ding Family Patriarch’s figure flashed, quickly arriving by Xiao Yi’s side, "You rescued Qiuyue."
Seeing Xiao Yi carrying Ding Qiuyue, the Ding Family Patriarch was full of joy.
The six flashed over, "Clan Leader Ding, do you know this boy?"
"Of course." The Ding Family Patriarch smiled, "He is a friend of my Ding Family Manor."
The six nodded in comprehension, clasped their hands to Xiao Yi, and smiled, "So it was you who first rescued Qiuyue."
"Earlier, Sixth Elder acted offensively; we hope you can forgive him."
Xiao Yi’s expression remained indifferent, ignoring the six as he put down Ding Qiuyue.
"I’ve already rescued Qiuyue, I now return her to the Ding Clan Leader."
"I bid farewell."
Xiao Yi wasn’t interested in attracting more trouble; now that he had rescued the person and returned her to the Ding Family, he decided to leave.
He wasn’t planning to return to Ding Family Manor, but directly head to the Ten Thousand Sword Stele Forest.
It was at this moment that Ding Qiuyue awoke, her eyes blinking sleepily.
Even though Xiao Yi had been constantly fighting earlier, the unperturbed Ding Qiuyue lay on his shoulder, unaffected.
Now that he had put her down, in her surprise, Ding Qiuyue awoke.
"Big brother." Ding Qiuyue rubbed her eyes, suddenly wiping her mouth, noticing the drool stains on Xiao Yi’s shoulder, her face flushed red.
Clearly, she had slept quite soundly earlier.
Xiao Yi noticed Ding Qiuyue’s gaze, glanced at his shoulder, and chuckled, "You little girl."
"Alright, I’m leaving now; we’ll meet again if fate allows."
"Is big brother leaving?" Ding Qiuyue looked surprised, a hint of reluctance in her voice.
"I haven’t given you the spell I promised yet."
"No need." Xiao Yi shook his head.
He preferred to comprehend the matter of Sword Power himself.
"No, I promised you." Ding Qiuyue stubbornly shook her head and then looked at the Ding Family Patriarch, "Grandpa Clan Leader, where’s my Artifact Manual?"
The Ding Family Patriarch frowned, "The Artifact Manual is now a secret technique of our Ding Family Manor and cannot be simply given to outsiders..."
"But it’s my possession." Ding Qiuyue interrupted with a pout, "Grandpa Clan Leader always teaches me that one must keep their word."
"This..." The Ding Family Patriarch showed a troubled face.
"Qiuyue, it’s really not necessary." Xiao Yi shook his head.
"Humph." Ding Qiuyue cast a dissatisfied glance at the Ding Family Patriarch, "If Grandpa Clan Leader won’t give it to me, I’ll just write it down myself."
"I’ve already memorized the Artifact Manual after just one glance."
"Never mind." The six behind chuckled, "The Artifact Manual is a treasure of our Artifact Sect. Since it was given to Little Qiuyue by the Sect Master, it’s hers."
"She has the freedom to give it to whoever she pleases."
"There are other copies in the sect; I will bring one to your Ding Family Manor when I return to the sect."
"Alright." The Ding Family Patriarch nodded, a flash of light as he produced a book.
Ding Qiuyue grabbed it and handed it to Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi smiled, opened the book, read through it, and nodded, then returned it to Ding Qiuyue.
"Big brother, you..." Ding Qiuyue frowned slightly.
"Like you, I only need to see it once to remember its contents." Xiao Yi smiled.
Ding Qiuyue’s eyes sparkled with joy, "Looks like big brother isn’t a dummy. I knew it – someone as good-looking as big brother couldn’t be stupid."
Xiao Yi smiled wryly, patting Ding Qiuyue’s head, "Alright, I’m leaving. See you if fate allows."
With those words, swoosh, his figure flickered and disappeared into the distance.
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The third update.
