Soul Emperor Martial God-Chapter 821: Wind Stops, Battle Breath

The Eldest Prince’s painful scream startled everyone present.

The horrifying sword mark started from his fist and ran through his entire arm.

The Eldest Prince’s arm was already useless.

"Bastard." The Eldest Prince’s scream turned into furious rage the next moment.

"You dare ruin my arm?"

"Die for me."

A fierce wind attribute aura erupted violently on him.

Bang... a loud explosion.

A terrifying hurricane instantly blasted Xiao Yi away.

The hurricane forcefully sent Xiao Yi flying hundred meters, turning the ground into dust as it passed.

When the hurricane dissipated, Xiao Yi’s figure appeared somewhat disheveled.

But that’s all.

"Secret Technique." Xiao Yi looked towards the Eldest Prince in the distance.

The Eldest Prince’s aura surged upwards at the moment.

His aura, originally at half-step Heavenly Extreme, had already surpassed the Heavenly Extreme Realm.

Xiao Yi wasn’t surprised at all by this.

As the sole empire of the Wind Saint Territory, the Wind Saint Empire, passed down through generations, must surely possess cultivation techniques and secret techniques beyond the Heaven Rank.

And the Eldest Prince, as the most outstanding genius of the Wind Saint Royal Family, naturally would possess these secret techniques.

Swoosh... the Eldest Prince’s figure instantly attacked.

Xiao Yi just raised his hands to block.

The Eldest Prince coldly shouted, "Windless Thousand Ridges."

An inexplicable power suddenly enveloped his fist.

The force, seemingly wind but not, was extremely sharp.

It seemed as if thousands of sharp blades surrounded his fist.

Xiao Yi furrowed his eyebrows, instantly condensing several sword qi in his palm.

Palm and fist clashed; sword qi and the sharp blades collided, remaining in a stalemate.

But in the next second.

The several sword qi eventually couldn’t withstand the fierce impact of the thousand blades.

The sword qi dispersed, and the Eldest Prince’s fist heavily hammered forward.

A loud crash, Xiao Yi was blasted away again for hundred meters.

"That Xiao Yi little thief couldn’t defeat my big brother." The Sixth Prince’s face was filled with joy.

"Eldest Prince, I’ll help you." Yu Feng’s figure flashed, instantly making a move.

"I’ll join too." Qin Hongyi shouted loudly.

Chu Rou glanced at the two, frowned slightly, but didn’t make a move.

Swoosh... swoosh...

The two figures attacked towards Xiao Yi.

"Wind Shock Slash." Yu Feng shouted loudly.

An astonishing wind blade condensed in his hand.

Wind Shock Slash, the strongest martial technique passed down by Wind Shock Sect, ranked at the Heavenly Rank Peak.

"Slash."

The wind blade released from his hand.

The originally just a few meter large wind blade instantly transformed into a hundred meter giant blade, fiercely slicing towards Xiao Yi.

The wind blade, fierce and powerful, combined with the sharp edge unique to the wind attribute, was incredibly powerful.

At the same time.

"Fire Intent Burning Dance." Qin Hongyi shouted angrily.

A bewitching red flame instantly condensed in his hand.

Then, the flames boiled and rampaged ferociously.

Thousands of blood-colored fire blades surged out, dense yet mysterious.

The fire blades danced as if incinerating everything.

"Xiao Yi little thief, you robbed our Fire Intent Sect’s treasure days ago at Boiling Volcano, too arrogant."

"Today within the Holy Land, you must pay it back a hundredfold."

The giant wind blade and the dense fire dance simultaneously attacked, instantly engulfing Xiao Yi.

"Ha, Xiao Yi little thief is defeated." Yu Feng sneered coldly.

"Such an overpowering attack, if he isn’t dead, he must be crippled." Qin Hongyi sneered wickedly.

The Eldest Prince’s face showed a slight joy, but in the next second, he frowned, "No, he’s not dead."

"Break."

From the distance, amidst the wind and fire, a cold voice was heard.

Several heavenly shocking sword qi, carrying dominating intention, instantly shattered and crushed the wind and fire aura.

As the wind and fire dissipated, Xiao Yi inside remained untouched.

"How is this possible." Yu Feng’s face changed.

"One Earth Extreme Ninth Layer, one Earth Extreme Eighth Layer." Xiao Yi looked at Yu Feng, then at Qin Hongyi.

"You are too weak."

"You..." Yu Feng and Qin Hongyi’s faces turned ugly simultaneously.

Swoosh... Xiao Yi’s figure flashed.

He, who had always been on the defense, finally made his move.

Woosh...

Yu Feng and Qin Hongyi couldn’t react at all, instinctively felt as if a storm passed beside them.

In the next second, Xiao Yi had already appeared before the Eldest Prince who was behind them.

"Hmph." The Eldest Prince snorted coldly, punching out.

"Windless Thousand Ridges."

"Disperse." Xiao Yi shouted lowly.

In his hand, a sword qi condensed.

Unlike the ordinary sword qi he casually formed before; this sword qi was imbued with an extreme cold ice aura.

The cold sword qi flashed.

The countless sharp blades on the Eldest Prince’s fist instantly froze, then shattered under the sword qi.

The sword qi broke countless blades, yet its residual power remained, heavily striking the Eldest Prince’s chest.

"Pff." The Eldest Prince spat out a mouthful of blood, his face changed drastically.

The sword qi crashing onto him made him feel like he’s plunged into an icy cellar, as if his whole blood was freezing.

At the same time, beneath the cold was an overwhelming aura that was frightening.

He hadn’t fully reacted, and was already blasted away under this aura.

"Eldest Prince." Yu Feng gasped.

"Xiao Yi little thief, you’re reckless."

"Xiao Yi little thief, stop looking down on people." Qin Hongyi shouted angrily.

The repeated calls of ’little thief’ made Xiao Yi’s face twitch a bit.

The two again intended to join forces to attack.

Swoosh... a cold sword qi instantly attacked.

Before the two could react, they were already ice-sealed by the sword qi.

The Eldest Prince could withstand the cold sword qi, but these two could not.

"Either stay put, or I’ll make sure you never get the chance to speak again."

Xiao Yi’s cold gaze swept over them.

As the words fell, Xiao Yi’s figure flashed, instantly appearing before the Eldest Prince who was blasted away.

The Eldest Prince’s face changed, "Windless Thousand Ridges..."

However, he hadn’t had time to make a move before his fist was frozen by dense cold frost.

The once powerful arm couldn’t move, let alone gather the previous sharp power.

Crack...

Xiao Yi grasped his other arm.

"What... what do you want..." The Eldest Prince’s conceited expression showed fear for the first time.

"As I said," Xiao Yi spoke indifferently, "I need to repay the favor to Wind Control City’s division hall."

"You..." The Eldest Prince already guessed what Xiao Yi intended to do, yet he could do nothing but display fear.

Crack... crack... crack...

Three consecutive cracking sounds.

The Eldest Prince’s arm and both legs were completely ice-sealed by frost.

Once the frost was shattered, his limbs would all be ruined.

Xiao Yi’s fist extended out.

"Stop... stop." The Eldest Prince shouted in panic, "You brat, if you dare strike, then prepare for endless revenge from my Wind Saint Royal Family."

"Ha." Xiao Yi chuckled coldly.

"Why are you laughing?" The Eldest Prince gritted his teeth.

"Nothing." Xiao Yi shook his head, "Just remembered, every time I kill your Wind Saint Royal Family’s strongmen, they all say the same thing just like you before dying."

"What a pity, up until now, I haven’t experienced that kind of revenge."

"Moreover, I’d remind you again, if you wish to kill, be prepared for a counterattack."

With that said, Xiao Yi’s fist slowly fell.

Just then, a crisp voice rang through quietly.

"Wind Still, Battle Breath."

Buzz...

A buzzing sound swallowed the venue.

Xiao Yi’s fist was immediately restrained, unable to move.

"Hmm?" Xiao Yi turned his gaze towards Chu Rou in the distance.

At the moment, Chu Rou was gently playing a cyan ancient zither.

"One of the rare Martial Souls, the zither-type Martial Soul." Xiao Yi frowned.

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