Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

"Xiao Yi, you're too weak!"

Shawuchen's slightly upturned corners of his mouth curled into a cruel smile.

Standing above the flowing sands, suspended in air.

His enchanting gaze turned to Little Lin and the other two, smiling, he said slowly, "So you two are Little Lin and Yue Shanchuan, right? Tsk tsk, that's a bounty of several hundred million sea crystals, can't let that go to waste!"

Little Lin looked at Shawuchen with an odd expression: "You shouldn't worry about dealing with us just yet, take a look behind you first!"

"Behind me?"

Shawuchen let out a cold laugh, full of disdain, "Are you trying to tell me that Xiao Yi is behind me? Hahaha, don't think such foolish tricks can deceive this young master. With my 'Great Sand Funeral' seal in place, Xiao Yi wouldn't dare show his face here..."

"That may not be so sure!"

Xiao Yi's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Huh?"

Shawuchen's face abruptly changed, without turning back, but the gourd behind him suddenly spewed out a surge of yellow sand.

Forming a sand shield behind him.

Thud!

A terrifying shockwave came from behind, hitting the sand shield squarely, the brutal force puncturing through. But Shawuchen had already taken the opportunity to slip away.

He looked at Xiao Yi with disbelief: "Impossible, you were clearly sealed by my 'Great Sand Funeral,' how could you break free?"

Xiao Yi pointed at the back of the giant Yellow Sand Pyramid.

Shawuchen was taken aback, his brows tightly knit, flying to the back of the pyramid to take a look.

That look...

Shawuchen gasped in shock: "How could this be?"

On the back of the pyramid.

A huge sword mark split it right through the middle, the raging Sword Qi between its breaths prevented the surrounding flowing sands from healing.

Hiss!

Shawuchen's eyes showed a horrified expression, the residual Sword Qi in the void still sending chills down his spine: "Such terrifying Sword Intent, I have only seen it once when the Bai Fa Sword Emperor clashed with Uncle Shayunfeng, could it be that this young man's swordsmanship has reached the level of the Bai Fa Sword Emperor?"

At that thought.

Shawuchen felt a chill all over.

The Bai Fa Sword Emperor was his idol, with hair white as snow stretching for three thousand feet, his sword cutting through Jiujiang River!

He who overpowered generations of strong figures in the turbulent seas, firmly holding the third rank on the bounty list of the turbulent sea domain.

And now...

A young man, not even twenty years old, has nearly reached the Bai Fa Sword Emperor's proficiency in swordsmanship.

How could he believe this?

"Impossible, this absolutely cannot be..."

Shawuchen's eyes turned blood-red as he gritted his teeth and growled, "No matter how heavenly your swordsmanship is, you cannot be my match. Yellow sand fills the sky, 'Great Sand Explosion'!"

Amidst the growling.

Shawuchen stirred up a sandstorm behind him that rushed swiftly towards Xiao Yi, as he raised and dropped his arm, the yellow sand turned into spears piercing through the air towards him.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The spears fille>d the sky, pouring down like a torrential downpour.

Xiao Yi summoned his sword into his palm with a flip of his hand, expressionless, and surrounded by a sword aura that overshadowed the sun: "Jian Yi!"

"Jian Er!"

"Jian San..."

The 'Boundless Sword Skill' flowed smoothly like clouds and water.

Countless sword beams filled the sky, shattering everything before them.

"Wild Sand Fist!"

A fist covered in yellow sand shot straight for Xiao Yi's face, but he snorted coldly and met it with a 'Four Symbols Heavenly Suppressing Finger'.

Boom!

The two collided in the void.

Like a needlepoint against wheat fluff.

A terrifying wave of energy instantly rolled outwards to both sides.

Gale winds instantly swept behind them, carrying sand and dust that blotted the sky, uprooting grass and trees along the way. The vast Greenfish Island shook violently as if excavated three feet deep.

The entire storm persisted for dozens of breaths before suddenly vanishing.

As if it had never occurred.

Following closely...

The figures of Xiao Yi and another appeared in the void, one still elegant and poised, standing sword in hand, black hair dancing in the wind, and long clothes fluttering vigorously!

The other was disheveled, with blood at the corner of his mouth, and a ferocious look in his eyes.

Their gazes met.

Suddenly...

Shawuchen's body shuddered, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. The flowing sand armor covering him suddenly cracked from the middle with a snap. A ferocious Sword Qi scar extended from his left shoulder to his right waist.

The chaotic Sword Qi still clung to the wound.

Pain caused Shawuchen's form to shake violently.

Xiao Yi squinted his eyes and said, "You've lost!"

"Damn it..."

Shawuchen had only started to speak two words when he couldn't help but cough up another mouthful of blood; his eyes were filled with resentment, "I thought after completing the eighth nirvana with the 'Heaven-reaching Skill Record,' I would have no rivals among my peers in the Chaotic Sea Area. I didn't expect to encounter a freak like you..."

"Heaven-reaching Skill Record?"

Xiao Yi was taken aback and stared intently at Shawuchen, "You said... you've cultivated the Heaven-reaching Skill Record?"

Shawuchen was startled and frowned, "So what if I have?"

"Hahaha, how unexpectedly easy to find what has cost me so much to seek! Shawuchen, hand over the Heaven-reaching Skill Record to me now, and I may consider sparing your life. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!" As soon as Xiao Yi's laughter ceased, he coldly spoke.

Shawuchen's face turned green: "..."

Weren't these the exact words he initially said to Xiao Yi?

The words and demeanor were identical.

Only...

Previously, it was he who was arrogant and overbearing, but now it was Xiao Yi's turn.

Shawuchen angrily said, "Xiao Yi, do you really think you've got me cornered? You're dreaming! If I want to leave, you can't stop me!"

"Is that so?"

Xiao Yi's mouth curled up slightly, and with a sway to the left and right, he vanished from sight.

"Not good!"

Shawuchen's expression changed drastically, sand pouring forth from the gourd on his back, transforming into shield after shield. But as soon as these sand shields took shape, they were forcefully shattered by Xiao Yi's relentlessly fierce punches.

Thump!

Thump!

Thump...

Xiao Yi's attacks were like a tempestuous storm, relentlessly breaking the sand shields apart.

In his frantic escape, Shawuchen bellowed, "You'll never break through my Absolute Defense..."

"Absolute Defense?"

Xiao Yi scoffed, "There is no absolute defense in this world. If there were, it would be the pinnacle of attack!"

Boom!

A slash cleaved through the air.

Sputter!

This sword directly shattered the gourd on Shawuchen's back.

Wow!

Shawuchen's body shook, and blood spurted out.

It turned out...

Those sands were not his true Martial Dao Fasxiang; this gourd that could infinitely release sand was his true Martial Dao Fasxiang!

With his Martial Dao Fasxiang shattered by Xiao Yi's sword, the severely injured Shawuchen collapsed on the ground like a dead dog. Xiao Yi's sword edge swept to Shawuchen's neck, and he coldly demanded, "Hand over the Heaven-reaching Skill Record, or die!"

Shawuchen shuddered all over, his pale face showing a hint of terror: "I, I, I will give it..."

His hands trembled as he presented the jade box to Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi casually swept his hand, collecting the jade box and the key, about to speak, when he heard a cold roar from afar: "Thief Xiao Yi, let's see where you can run!"