High Martial Arts: Starting with a Martial Saint Peak Cultivation

Chen Yuan looked at the terrified and solemn expressions on the faces of Ancestor Duan Kong and the others.

A slight smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

After his array formation skills were upgraded to the True Realm level, his array deployment techniques became not only more advanced and secretive.

The speed is also much faster than before.

While they were fighting, he was quietly setting up the God-Slaying Sword Formation.

These people thought he was on the defensive.

Little did they know that he had already cast his net.

Now that the sword formation is complete, the fate of these people is sealed.

"Let's set off, everyone."

Chen Yuan spoke calmly.

The words fell.

He activated the Four Godslayer Swords.

"Buzz!!!"

The Heaven-Slaying Sword, Earth-Slaying Sword, Soul-Slaying Sword, and Life-Slaying Sword all unleashed blinding sword light simultaneously.

Four sword lights intertwined within the sword formation, forming an impenetrable net of death.

It then crushed the remaining twelve experts at the pinnacle of their cultivation.

"Oh no!"

Yun Taixu's expression changed drastically.

He raised his hand and summoned an ancient bronze mirror, which swelled in the wind and transformed into a curtain of light in front of him.

This was his trump card, a top-grade defensive treasure.

Yan Jiuxiao was not to be outdone.

He took out a fiery red bead from his pocket, which exploded into a wall of fire.

At the same time, the nine fire dragons around him roared in unison, spewing out nine pillars of fire to meet the sword light.

The Fairy of Cold Moon bit her tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood essence onto the ice crystal longsword in her hand.

The chill emanating from the sword suddenly intensified, condensing into a thick wall of ice in front of her.

The other experts at the pinnacle of their cultivation also pulled out their most treasured possessions.

Some unleashed their defensive treasures, while others used secret techniques to try and break through the sword formation to escape.

Someone is trying to tear through space to send news from here to the outside world.

But it didn't work.

Nothing works.

As the sword flashed, the bronze mirror's light screen was torn apart as if it were made of paper.

The wall of fire was shredded into countless sparks by the sword light.

The ice wall was riddled with countless holes.

The old rogue cultivator who tried to tear through space to escape had his arm severed by a sword light the moment his palm touched the spatial wall.

"ah!!!"

He screamed in agony, before he could even cover his severed arm with his other hand.

Another sword flashed across his neck.

A head flew off, and blood gushed out.

Another master of the pinnacle realm has fallen!

Yun Taixu's gaze turned extremely grave: "How could this sword formation be so powerful?!"

He gripped the Taixu Sword tightly, his knuckles turning white.

But the sword formation's offensive showed no sign of stopping.

Four sword lights weaved through the space like four swimming dragons.

With each slash of sword light, a master at the pinnacle of cultivation would be severely injured.

Yan Jiuxiao's fire dragons were cut off one by one by the sword light, and his armor was also covered with several deep sword marks.

The Ice Crystal Sword Qi of the Frosty Moon Fairy was as fragile as shattered ice in front of the God-Slaying Sword Formation.

A section of her white hair was cut off by the sword light, and she was also stabbed in the shoulder.

Xiong Batian's bone hammer was already covered in cracks, and he himself had been pierced through the shoulder blade by several sword lights.

The other three, who were slightly weaker at the pinnacle of their cultivation, fared even worse.

They couldn't withstand more than a few rounds of relentless attacks from the sword formation.

First, the white-haired Taoist nun holding a whisk was pierced through from behind by the Heaven-Slaying Sword.

Then there was the middle-aged man in armor, who was attacked from both sides by the Earth-Slaying Sword and the Soul-Slaying Sword.

Finally, the old man surrounded by lightning was struck by the Life-Slaying Sword, which shattered his primordial spirit.

Three more people at the pinnacle of cultivation have fallen!

In just a short moment.

Of the thirteen experts at the pinnacle of their abilities, five have already perished.

The remaining eight people were also injured.

Yun Taixu had a new sword scar on his chest, so deep that the bone was visible.

Yan Jiuxiao's left arm had been shredded by the sword light, leaving only an empty sleeve.

The Ice Crystal Sword of the Frosty Moon Fairy was covered with cracks and could shatter at any moment.

Xiong Batian's bone hammer was now reduced to just half a handle.

The old ancestor of the Broken Void suffered an even worse fate; he had just withstood a sword beam, and his shoulder blade was pierced through.

He was blasted away and slid down the space wall.

He was panting heavily, his face filled with disbelief.

"How can there be such a powerful sword formation..."

Yan Jiuxiao's voice was trembling.

"Immortal Lord Taixu, if this continues, we'll all die here!"

The Fairy of Cold Moon gritted her teeth.

"It can't break through, and it can't be stopped!"

"What kind of monster is this?!"

Just then.

Chen Yuan fired another shot.

This shot carried the power of the laws of space and the law of metal.

The moment the spear tip pierced through, the entire space trembled violently.

then.

"Snap!"

A crisp cracking sound rang out.

It's not that anyone died.

This space has shattered!

That top-grade treasure-level spatial bead could not withstand Chen Yuan's attack.

It exploded directly from the inside!

Countless fragments of space flew in all directions like shards of glass.

The terrifying aura of the God-Slaying Sword Formation erupted from the shattered space.

It instantly enveloped the entire Sky-Piercing Sword Sect!

.........

outside world.

Inside the Sky-Supporting Sword Sect.

The elders and disciples were anxiously gazing into the void.

After the patriarch disappeared with the twelve experts at the pinnacle of the cultivation realm, they have been waiting here ever since.

Most people had relaxed expressions on their faces.

"Don't worry, with the elders taking action, those outsiders definitely won't be able to escape."

"Thirteen experts at the pinnacle of cultivation! The Southern Region hasn't deployed such a lineup in nearly ten thousand years."

"Moreover, with the Immortal Lord Taixu personally overseeing things, even if those outsiders had three heads and six arms, they would still be doomed."

Ji Wuliang stood in the crowd, his expression a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

"I never imagined those outsiders had been deceiving me for so long..."

He muttered a curse under his breath.

"Once the Ancestor and the others have taken down those guys, I'm going to personally ask them why they impersonated ascendants from the Cangxuan Realm!"

Just then.

A deafening cracking sound rang out.

then.

The terrifying aura of the God-Slaying Sword Formation descended from the sky.

Like an invisible giant mountain, it crashed down on the entire Sky-Supporting Sword Sect.

The elders and disciples who had just looked relaxed were all forced to lie face down on the ground.

Then they witnessed a scene they would never forget!

A huge rift opened up in the void.

Countless sword lights surged out from the crack.

Those sword lights exuded a chilling killing intent; each strike was enough to annihilate their souls.

And amidst those sword lights.

They saw their ancestors.

Old Ancestor Duan Kong was covered in blood, and there was a hole in his shoulder that went straight through.

Yan Jiuxiao was missing an arm, and half of his body was stained red with blood.

The White Moon Fairy's hair was disheveled, and her Taoist robe was torn to shreds by the sword light.

Xiong Batian had only half a hammer handle left in his hand, and a deep, bone-revealing sword wound was now on his chest.

Although Immortal Lord Yun Taixu suffered the least injury, he still had a sword wound on his chest.

As for the other few experts at the pinnacle of their cultivation...

They can no longer see it.

Only a few mangled corpses could be seen falling from the crack.

And there are also those precious fragments scattered all around.

"That's... the Frost Moon Fairy of the Heavenly Frost Sword Pavilion?!"

An inner sect elder stared wide-eyed, his voice trembling.

"The Azure Flame Sect's Ancestor Yan Jiuxiao... is missing an arm?!"

"Old Ancestor Xiong Batian of Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain... his bone hammer is shattered?!"

"Those corpses... that's Heavenly Thunder Hermit! That's Fairy Dust-Washing Maiden! That's Golden Armor Ancestor!"

"Three peak-level experts... have fallen?!"

"How is this possible?!"

"Thirteen experts at the pinnacle of their cultivation were besieging a group of outsiders, how could it have turned out like this?!"

Ji Wuliang's face turned completely white.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

He had previously hoped that the ancestors could defeat those outsiders.

The results of it?

Thirteen experts at the pinnacle of their cultivation were completely overwhelmed by the opponent alone!

Several more died!

Ancestor Duan Kong climbed up from the ruins.

His gaze pierced through the sword formation and fell upon the terrified elders and disciples outside.

He knew he couldn't get out, but he still had one last glimmer of hope!

He gestured to Sect Master Ye Qingcang with his eyes.

Go spread the word! Get more people here!

"Ancestor..."

Ye Qingcang was the first to react.

He saw the meaning in the old ancestor's eyes; the situation was clearly that the outsiders had the upper hand!

Even the thirteen experts at the pinnacle of their cultivation were no match for them, so there was no way these people could possibly defeat them.

The only way is to get the message out.

Summon more experts at the pinnacle of their cultivation to come and provide support!

"All elders, heed my command!"

Ye Qingcang drew his sword.

"Attack the main formation from the outside and try to rescue the patriarch and the others!"

Then he took out the communication jade talisman and began to inscribe information into it.

Several core elders took the lead.

They drew their swords and attacked the outer wall of the God-Slaying Sword Formation.

Several sword lights struck the outer wall of the sword formation, but not even a ripple was created.

"Attacks are useless!"

One of the core elders cried out in disbelief.

"This sword formation is too powerful; we can't budge it at all!"

Chen Yuan, standing in the center of the sword formation, naturally witnessed this scene.

"Shadow, Holy Dragon Guard."

He spoke calmly.

"Go and take care of them, don't let a single one escape."

The shadowy figure grinned.

"Finally, it's my turn to make a move!"

It unfurled its dark purple energy wings and transformed into a streak of light, bursting out of the sword formation.

Chen and his ten men followed closely behind.

Ten dark golden figures charged into the crowd of the Sky-Supporting Sword Sect.

The shadowy figure immediately set its sights on Ye Qingcang.

"Young Sect Master, weren't you quite impressive just now?"

It flicked its tail, and its vertical pupils flashed with a dangerous light.

Ye Qingcang's expression changed.

He put away the communication jade talisman and drew his sword to meet the shadowy figure.

"You beast! Cease your arrogance!"

He roared, and the ancient sword in his hand transformed into a beam of light, slashing towards the shadowy figure.

The shadowy figure didn't even bother to hide.

It raised its paw and slapped it casually.

The sword light was shattered like a bubble.

Then it opened its mouth and spewed out a dark purple beam of energy.

Ye Qingcang quickly raised his sword to block.

The beam of light struck the sword, sending him and the sword flying hundreds of feet away.

Before he could even stand properly, the shadowy figure had already appeared behind him.

A claw slapped him on the back.