Chapter 1750 - Shang Ziyan’s Sword (1/2)

The various Saint Kings of Heaven Field looked toward Shang Ziyan, wondering what kind of choice he would make.

Neither of the two people who had just entered was easily dealt with. Even if they had the upper hand in numbers, it was highly likely they would need to pay a heavy price.

The Heaven Field pract.i.tioners present were all talented individuals, and could possibly become Supreme Saints. Who would want to die?

Shang Ziyan could tell what they were thinking, so he looked at the dwarf seven-step Saint King and said, “Zhuo Man, take your pick first.”

Zhuo Man lifted his axe and licked his dry lips. Looking at Corpse Emperor Tianming, he smiled. “I will fight that guy.”

Following that, he dashed out and smashed his axe towards Corpse Emperor Tianming.

Within the palace, a Saint of the Kunlun Field uttered in shock, “Complete Seven-Yao power!”

Normally only ninth-step Saint Kings could command such a power.

Even though Zhuo Man had been preparing that attack for a long time, it was still shocking. It was obvious that he was an extremely talented person, and was significantly stronger than others on the same cultivation level.

Corpse Emperor Tianming frowned a little, and did not take the hit. Using a marvelous movement spell, his figure leaped away, appearing a dozen miles away.

Boom!

As the axe struck the ground, the entire island shook.

Earth was split by a huge crevice, and two sandstorms of dirt and dust spread outwards in the two directions.

A dozen miles away, Corpse Emperor Tianming closed his two palms, as though he was praying. The Blue Dragon Armor glowed and a blue dragon appeared, clas.h.i.+ng with the aftershock of the attack.

The clash shook the world again, as the strength dissipated.

It was lucky that Corpse Emperor Tianming had blocked the aftershock of the attack. Else, the crack made by the attack would have stretched for over a hundred miles.

With cultivations below a Supreme Saint, creatures who could cause such devastation in Heaven Field were few and far between.

Shang Ziyan, seeing that Zhuo Mand had blocked Corpse Emperor Tianming, lightly nodded. “We will block them. The rest of you, go and get rid of the rest of Kunlun’s Field’s forces. Be careful, there are still several difficult enemies.”

“Leave it to me. They can’t do much.” Gong Ziyan smiled.

Shang Ziyan grinned. “If you were to attack, we would surely succeed.”

Shang Ziyan’s figure blurred, and the next moment, he appeared before that mysterious lady’s carriage. With a look of admiration, he looked at her despite the saint might of eight ninth-step Saint Kings.

“You must be Heart Demon, of the Bounty Ranking in the G.o.d of Death Palace,” Shang Ziyan probed.

“What Heart Demon? There are only people whose will power is not strong enough. Only then will they fall victim to the demons within…”

The lady seemed a bit lazy, as her two limbs slowly pushed her up from a lying position. Her long legs slowly bent in, and one could catch a glimpse of her silky thighs.

Her subtle grace was tempting enough that even Shang Ziyan felt a bit moved.

Shang Ziyan replied, “I can finally understand how Feng Qiongqi, Lijiang Dragon King, Dao Xu, and other masters would fall to become your servant. You are truly an attractive woman. Unfortunately, that is useless to me.”

The lady smiled. “You are indeed quite special. It would be nearly impossible for me to control you. However, with just yourself, can you stop eight ninth-step Saint Kings?”

“That is hard to say,” Shang Ziyan replied.

At this moment, Gong Ziyan and Xun Ya, along with a huge batch of Heaven Field masters, dashed into the palace and began their a.s.sault on the remaining members of Kunlun’s Field.

The lady looked towards the palace and sighed. “I don’t care about the deaths of those Kunlun’s Field pract.i.tioners, but Zhang Ruochen does. Oh well.”

Putting the carriage down, an old man who had wings protruding from his back, along with a middle-aged man with dragon horns on his head, dashed out towards the palace to stop the Heaven Field Saint Kings.

As ninth-step Saint Kings, their speed was unimaginable. A normal Saint King might not even see their shadow.

Yet, Shang Ziyan’s speed was even faster. He stood before them.

The two ninth-step Saint Kings were slightly stunned, before quickly summoning their Saint Qi to perform a Saint Spell using their palms.

“Kid, step aside.”

Shang Ziyan’s armor glowed with three different colors. His two arms were moving like rivers intersecting. He too made two palm seals, clas.h.i.+ng with the incoming attacks.

Boom!

The attacks clashed, with ripples of Qi flying out.

The two ninth-step Saint Kings’ Saint Robes expanded like two balloons, and they flew backwards, falling next to the carriage.

On their faces, there were tri-colored light inscriptions. It seemed like they were unable to move.

Only after a short moment could they remove those inscriptions and recover.