Chapter 107

A massive swarm of blood-colored figures appeared, numbering over a thousand.

And each one was elite; Xiao Li came this time without any Thunder Sect disciples below the Seven-Star Fighter.

When everyone had gathered, Xiao Li drew his Thunder Scale Spear, pointing its tip at Jia Xing Tian.

"Since your royal family is so ungrateful, don't blame us for being unceremonious."

Xiao Li did not argue whether the Xiao clan were members of the Jiamma Empire, because compared to the Xiao clan, which lacks even a Fighting King, it is the Thunder Sect sect master who truly commands respect for Xiao Li.

"Audacious rogue, trespassing the Jiamma Empire's territory, you shall die!"

Jia Xing Tian glanced at Xiao Ding with a fleeting consciousness; in an instant, the favor in his eyes turned to coldness. Though he regarded Xiao Ding highly, that does not mean he would place him on the same level as the empire's rise and fall.

"Enough chatter, Mystic Thunder Shock Flash!"

Xiao Li, too lazy to speak further, thrust his spear forward; the ferocious blood wyvern gave Yun Leng considerable pressure.

But Jia Xing Tian, a peak Fighting Emperor, slid his hands, encircling the blood wyvern within a circle drawn by his palms.

"Annihilate!"

His hands snapped together violently; the blood wyvern fell silent, and the crimson aura spreading across the sky chilled the heart.

Xiao Li showed no sign of discouragement; instead, four wings behind him quivered in succession, and a residual silhouette brimming with killing aura appeared.

Xiao Li's figure vanished, and the moment he reappeared, his aura had surged to a Five-Star Fighting Emperor.

Four steps to ascend the heavens!

"Old thing, dare you come up for a fight!"

Xiao Li's cold, hard voice descended from the sky; a hint of respect flickered in Jia Xing Tian's eyes, "What reason have I to fear?"

Having said that, his figure shot upward.

In the arena, the battle curtain was already drawn for Xiao Li; Su Mei and Yin Gu Lao exchanged a glance, and the merchant Yuan Yi charged boldly, the might of the three Fighting Emperors enveloping Yun Yun.

At this moment, the two-Star Fighting Emperor Yun Yun's face turned embarrassed, but Yun Leng was already being pressed by Chen Long; the other elders were held back by Tie Wu's men, leaving no one able to aid her.

"Barbarians of Heijiao Yu, try my sword!"

Yun Yun let out a delicate shout, brandishing her long sword toward the three Fighting Emperors ahead, when a steady aura suddenly appeared beside her.

"Gu He?!"

Yun Yun was slightly startled, but also felt a hint of emotion; Fama was now holding back, because as alchemists they could become superior regardless of who ruled the nation, and Gu He, as the Jiamma Empire's strongest alchemist, chose to aid the Yunlan Sect, which moved Yun Yun.

"Thank you."

"No need for formalities with me."

Gu He wore a calm expression, but his heart roiled; he clenched his fists, silently rejoicing in his choice.

Gu He firmly believed this would qualitatively advance his relationship with Yun Yun.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yan was fighting alongside Thunder Sect disciples; Yao Lao had not yet appeared, and Xiao Li needed Yao Lao to strike unexpectedly—unless the Fighting Sect of the Yunlan Sect emerged, Yao Lao would not act.

Above the sky, chaotic thunderous meteors constantly fell, blasting deep craters into the ground.

Xiao Li laughed heartily, "Old thing, even though you're still a peak Fighting Emperor, you fought me, a Five-Star Fighting King, to a draw."

Jia Xing Tian's face turned ashen; Xiao Li was indeed strange—his power had suddenly surged, and the blood-colored thunder was exceptionally hard to defend against. After suffering a mental drain, he had to devote part of his energy to protecting his spirit.

What made one spit blood was Xiao Li's extreme speed; Jia Xing Tian couldn't tell if he had reached the Fighting Sect speed threshold, but he was certainly far faster than a peak Fighting Emperor. The countless afterimages left in the air were so swift they seemed to rival spatial movement.

"Old thing, surrender, and I'll consider sparing you."

"Hahaha, Jia Xing Tian, you've truly aged—can't even launch a decent attack?!"

Xiao Li kept spouting trash talk, affecting Jia Xing Tian's mind.

But Jia Xing Tian had lived long enough; his mental fortitude was strong, and simple words could hardly shake his heart.

Jia Xing Tian snorted coldly, ignoring Xiao Li's sarcasm, and instead pondered Yun Yun's words.

Yun Shan is still alive, currently at a half-step Fighting Sect level? Or perhaps a Fighting Sect master that Jia Xing Tian has long yearned for?

Jia Xing Tian didn't know, but he knew this: once Yun Shan appears, the stalemate would instantly reverse. Even if the Thunder Sect has several Fighting Kings, as soon as Yun Shan acts and drags Xiao Li, no one can restrain Yun Shan's slaughter.

Irritated beyond measure by Xiao Li, Jia Xing Tian suddenly flew toward Yun Yun, and his overwhelming fighting aura in a short span knocked Su Mei and the other two away.

"Yun Yun, quickly summon Yun Shan; you don't want the Yunlan Sect's foundation destroyed in an instant, do you?"

Jia Xing Tian's deep voice brought Yun Yun back to herself; she looked at the battlefield below, her beautiful eyes narrowing.

The three Yao brothers were unstoppable, storming the Yunlan Sect and slaughtering; hundreds of Yunlan Sect disciples lay dead on the ground.

If not for numerous elders directing their disciples to form the Cloud Smoke Over Sun array to barely resist, they would have been wiped out.

At that moment Yun Yun ceased hesitating, took a cloud-white flute from her necklace, pressed it to her lips, and blew hard; instantly, a strange, sharp tone burst from the flute.

The sharp flute sound swirled around the entire Yunlan Mountain, lingering endlessly.

In the plaza, everyone fell silent because of Yun Yun's action; for a while, only the flute's sound could be heard.

Xiao Li narrowed his eyes, murmuring, "The real challenge is coming."

At the edge of the field, Fama suddenly seemed to recall something, his pupils contracting sharply.

"It's that old guy! He's indeed still alive!"

As Fama's voice faded, deep within Yunlan Mountain a vast, majestic aura rose, like an ancient dragon awakened, bearing unmatched pressure as it descended!

Of course, this is the original description; for the present Xiao Li, it is merely a half-step Fighting Sect realm, superficial.

"Pretend godliness, face me now!"

Xiao Li sneered coldly, and the Thunder Scale Spear burst forth, flying straight toward the source of the aura, its blood-colored light flashing.

"Ground-step combat technique, Jingzhe Thunder Method!"

The vast blood-colored thunder surged across heaven and earth; the sky rang with Jingzhe thunder, the lightning erupting so fiercely it nearly deafened everyone present.

The thunder and lightning between heaven and earth began to converge; the blood-killing aura on the ground seemed guided, and the Thunder Scale Spear turned into a dark crimson streak in the world, its ferocious blood-red eyes emerging from the void, its cold gaze making anyone who stared tremble.

In the next instant, the colossal dragon spanning heaven and earth shattered the void, its mouth clutching the Thunder Scale Spear as it charged toward Yun Shan's location.

The Ground-step combat technique Jingzhe Thunder Method from Mo Yan Valley is also the technique Xiao Li has devoted the most effort to these days.

Heaven and earth fell silent; the attack launched by the Five-Star Fighting Emperor made even Jia Xingtian, a peak Fighting Emperor, feel his throat go dry.

「Wind's Extreme - Annihilation Kill! 」

Under the shock of the bloody lightning, no one dared to speak, for fear of provoking the bombardment of that bloody lightning; only from deep within Yunlan Mountain came a great shout……

(End of chapter)