Unparalleled Martial God

At the moment when the Saint of Life was cut apart, the blade in Chu Yang's hand transformed into a sword once again. Man and sword became one as the sword stabbed out like a white rainbow piercing the sun, soaring into the sky. His entire being was like a dragon and snake, like a life and death, like a dragon formed from the convergence of yin and yang. He swam between life and death, real and illusory, and with a puchi, he pierced Quan Yingjie's throat.    

With a blood-curdling scream, Quan Yingjie grabbed onto his throat. Following that, a surge of death aura surged out, and his entire body melted, turning into a pile of white bones. The white bone corroded further and turned into black smoke, completely disappearing.    

Dead?!    

In the House of Commons, the sovereign hero had died, beheaded by a stray dog!    

Revolving Soul Realm, Spirit Realm, Soul Fusion Realm, Dharma Idol Realm, Nirvana Realm. Only after the Nirvana Realm would one reach the Life and Death Realm.    

A Life and Death Realm expert was actually killed by someone who was at the peak of the Revolving Soul Realm?    

Even though the strength of this Gravitational Field had temporarily risen to the Life and Death Realm, he hadn't yet comprehended the Soul Fusion Realm, the Appearance Mantra, and the Nirvana Realm. He also didn't have the comprehension of the Life and Death Realm.    

At the moment when Chu Yang killed Quan Yingjie, everyone in the east continent was stunned.    

"Great Demonic Saber Technique, this child really knows how to use it. He actually changed my sword art into a sabre art!"    

Sima Jian's eyes were glinting, "This is fine, but his Demon Shocking Saber Art seems to be even more powerful than my Shocking Godly Sword Art. It seems that I have underestimated him, so when I teach him a lesson, there is no need to be so polite. In any case, I won't be able to easily deal with him."    

He naturally saw that Chu Yang not only had a sword martial spirit, but also a saber martial spirit. Even though Chu Yang had a saber martial spirit, his talent was quite shocking.    

Boom!    

The power of the Life and Death Realm burst out from Chu Yang's body. His aura dropped and he fell back to his original realm.    

"Senior, fortunately I did not fail you, I did not lose face for you!"    

Chu Yang clasped his fists at Sima Jian, like a general returning victorious, reporting to the main marshal.    

"Good, good, good!"    

Sima Jian said another three good words, the more Chu Yang read, the more satisfied he was with himself.    

"Master, the heavens are mighty, the world is invincible, lonely as snow! Long live my lord! "    

The parrot was extremely excited. Just a moment ago, that old fart, Quan Yingjie, had chased them all the way to heaven, leaving them no path to escape. But now, that old fart was actually beheaded by them.    

"'Eastern Wastelands', a heaven warping martial skill, invincible in this world, lonely as the snow!"    

Cui Xinliang, Hao HaoDang, and Ou Le Zheng also roared loudly. At this moment, they didn't feel like there was anything wrong with this statement.    

"The Eastern Wastelands?"    

Sima Jian revealed a look of reminiscence. At this moment, looking at Cui Xinliang and the other two, he felt as if he saw himself in the past, 'Eastern Wasteland' charging in front of him.    

"Eastern Wastelands", their leader, committed suicide not because he lost his confidence, but because he used the name "Eastern Wasteland". He felt that he had lost face and dignity in the Eastern Wasteland, and wanted to apologize with his death!    

Sima Jian's smile blossomed, thinking in his heart, "A new 'Eastern Wastelands' has been born!"    

In Sima Jian's eyes, Chu Yang was worthy of the title of Eastern Wasteland. He could also bear the honor and shame of the Eastern Wasteland and open up a new world for them.    

"He needs time?"    

The East Continent would not give Chu Yang any time. There would be an endless stream of people coming to challenge the East Continent, so much so that there was not even a chance to breathe.    

Sima Jian was very unforgettable to this point. If his good friend the "Eastern Wastelands" had enough time, he wouldn't have been defeated, nor would he have ended his own life.    

"Eastern Wastelands", the "Eastern Wastelands" that carried the name of the Eastern Wastelands. Regardless of whether it was in the past or now, all they lacked was time.    

If they were given time, no one in the East Continent would be a match for them.