Unparalleled Martial God

After some discussion among the people of the East Peak, Chu Yang once again spoke, ", tell me to send a message to the Principal of the Sky Court and all the higher-ups of the Academy. The seal of the House of Good Samsara is about to break, he won't be able to hold on much longer!    

    

After a pause, Chu Yang finally said, "I've said everything I needed to say!"    

    

Afterwards, he brought Cui Xinliang and the other two along and immediately left, returning to the insane asylum.    

    

Along the way, whenever Chu Yang walked past them, everyone would immediately make way for him. He couldn't help but feel joy in his heart.    

    

If they could get rid of the crowd, then they would have a chance to escape the Sky Court.    

    

At that time, as long as the people of the East Continent did not gather, Chu Yang would be able to kill his way out and escape the Sky Courtyard.    

    

Chu Yang's footsteps became faster and faster, Cui Xinliang and the other two followed closely behind. Seeing them walk out of the crowd, they used their movement techniques to escape. At this time, a cold voice was like a clap of thunder.    

    

"Humph, wild dog, how dare you. You actually dared to spread such false news and frighten us with false words. You really deserve to die!"    

    

His voice was extremely cold, and in the instant his voice rang out, many people in the crowd moved and immediately surrounded Chu Yang and the others.    

    

"Desolate Dog, can you leave now?!"    

    

"Fake information, spread rumors, you are guilty of heinous crimes, and you still want to leave!"    

    

"This wild dog is so daring, he even broke the seal, how dare he speak carelessly about this!"    

    

"If we don't kill him, it will be hard to quell the anger of the masses. This wild dog must die. Even the academy rules cannot save him."    

    

There were even some who had released their aura and were preparing their killing moves. There were even some who had drawn out their weapons.    

    

"Dammit, just a little more!" "Which bastard is it? If I, Chu Yang, don't die today, I will take my head the next day to repay today's hatred!"    

    

Chu Yang could only stop in his tracks. He was furious in his heart as he looked in the direction of the voice.    

    

In the sky, a dignified young man of about twenty-five to twenty-six years of age was standing there. He was dressed in luxurious clothes and had a sword on his back. He looked like a divine sword that was about to pierce through the sky, emitting an aura that could make people kneel down and worship him.    

    

Chu Yang looked over and this person's cold eyes immediately locked onto Chu Yang.    

    

Swish!    

    

This person's gaze swept past them, his gaze extremely sharp. Anyone who made contact with his gaze would tremble in fear when they saw a streak of lightning piercing through the skies, landing directly into their hearts.    

    

They were completely intimidated, and just from the look in their eyes, this person seemed to be able to control their soul.    

    

In that instant, Chu Yang also felt a sharp sensation piercing into his consciousness. In an instant, countless sharp swords appeared within his consciousness, forming a storm of swords.    

    

The mouthful after mouthful of sharp swords were about to pierce through Chu Yang's soul, heavily injuring it.    

    

Clang! Clang! Clang!    

    

The saber martial spirit shook, and all the swords were shattered into pieces, disappearing without a trace.    

    

The bystanders were all shocked. Chu Yang was the main culprit, so what he had just experienced could be imagined. If not for Chu Yang's strength, his soul would have been severely injured.    

    

"Sword cultivation, sword martial spirit!"    

    

"What an astonishing level of cultivation in the Dao of the Sword!"    

    

"Peak of the Soul Fusion stage. No, it has already surpassed the Soul Fusion stage. It should be at the Dharma Idol stage!"    

    

Chu Yang's divine senses were sharp, with just a glance, he had already captured a lot of information. His heart tightened as the pressure on him increased by several times.    

    

The Dharma Idol realm, with such cultivation, was at least a student of the Sky yard. Such a character actually paid attention to the matters of the exam, the matter of the Servant Courtyard.    

    

"Damn it! Do you have a grudge with someone from the Eastern Wastelands? Why are you going against me like that!"    

    

Chu Yang gritted his teeth to the point that they were about to shatter, in his entire life, he had never felt so stifled before. He had never thought that he would be so anxious to immediately kill a person and rip him into ten thousand pieces.    

    

Only the person in front of him, Chu Yang, had activated his strongest killing intent.    

    

This was a sure death situation. He had initially found a way out, but now this way was completely wiped out by him.    

    

How could Chu Yang not hate him!