Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi-Chapter 1003 - 1001: Beating Up the Saint Heir, Wudi’s Unrivaled Valor! [Second Update]

Chapter 1003: Chapter 1001: Beating Up the Saint Heir, Wudi’s Unrivaled Valor! [Second Update]

"Kill me?"

Xiao Yi shook his head with a cold laugh, his eyes full of disdain as he held up three fingers, "Within three moves without me striking back, if you can make me take half a step back, I’ll let you do as you please. After three moves, I will show no mercy!"

"Three moves? You are simply too arrogant!"

Li Jianyang’s face was flushed with shame and anger.

This wasn’t just a provocation, but a humiliation!

He was the esteemed Saint Heir of the Southern State, yet Xiao Yi claimed that not even three moves could make him take half a step back?

"Since you’re so bent on seeking death, then I shall oblige!"

Li Jianyang let out a sharp rebuke, as numerous sparks gathered in his hands, forming a blazing saber, "Scorching Heaven Boiling Sea!"

Boom!

Endless flames converged, forming a crimson blade of fire, chopping towards Xiao Yi’s head.

Xiao Yi did not move an inch, allowing the strike to fall on his head.

Thud!

Amidst a deep drumming sound, the blade shattered to pieces.

Xiao Yi was unscathed: "One move!"

Hiss!

Shocked gasps surrounded the area.

Li Jianyang’s pupils shrank in frenzy, his face contorted to the extreme: "Take my next move... Furious Dragon Overwhelms the Heavens!"

Ao!

Nine fire dragons, formed from the convergence of flames, soared into the sky.

In the void, they coalesced into a fiery vortex, the Nine Dragons Circling the Sun, revolving and intertwining, from which a scorching column of fire erupted, instantly engulfing Xiao Yi.

"You should be dead this time, right?" Li Jianyang was panting heavily.

He stared fixedly at where the flames were burning.

However...

The next second, his pupils contracted sharply, inhaling a cold breath, his scalp tingling: "This is impossible..."

Amidst the raging flames, Xiao Yi simply inhaled gently, and all the flames dissipated into nothingness. Looking up, Xiao Yi let out a puff of black smoke and smiled, "Last move!"

"You, you..."

Li Jianyang was completely panicked.

If his previous attacks were held back, the last strike was fatal.

Yet...

It still failed to move Xiao Yi an inch.

Only at this moment

Did Li Jianyang finally realize why Xiao Yi was not at all afraid of him, and why the usually arrogant Zou Shaolong regarded him as an honored guest. It turned out that Xiao Yi possessed such terrifying strength.

The thought struck him.

A profound regret filled Li Jianyang’s heart.

The surrounding onlookers from the sacred lands were similarly struck, their eyes wide and mouths agape as they watched Xiao Yi, who seemed like a deity.

All along.

The experts of the sacred land have always been extremely proud, hardly considering the geniuses outside the sacred land.

Just as Li Jianyang had said...

In their eyes, even the watchdogs at the entrance of the Saint Heir’s residence held a nobler status than the Emperor of the Daqian Dynasty. Precisely for this reason, countless experts and geniuses from the Southern State were eager to enter the sacred land.

Of course.

Before Xiao Yi, none of the individuals from the Southern State had the ability to be treated differently by the sacred land’s elites.

Impatient, Xiao Yi said, "Last move!"

"..."

Li Jianyang’s eyes fiercely twitched, his face turning a shade of green with anger!

But now, with his harsh words all exhausted, he faced a hard predicament.

If he gave up now.

He would never be able to raise his head again at the sacred lands of Nantian!

The thought struck him.

"This is the corner you’ve backed me into..."

A vicious streak flashed through Li Jianyang’s eyes, driven to madness, he had completely lost his reason. His bloodshot tongue licked his lips, revealing a bloodthirsty ferocity: "What I displayed earlier was merely a moment of carelessness on my part, now I will use my full strength for a decisive strike. If you can block this blow, I’ll let you dispose of me as you wish!"

"Bring it on!"

Xiao Yi beckoned with a curl of his finger.

Hmph!

Li Jianyang let out a muffled snort.

A whirlwind enveloped his body, and his robes rustled.

Swish!

A dazzling orb of light, like the blazing sun, suddenly appeared behind his head.

The abrupt bright light caused everyone to instinctively shut their eyes.

Xiao Yi also felt a flash before his eyes, momentarily blinded.

Nobody noticed...

Li Jianyang, who was flying through the air, took out a bottle of crimson liquid at that moment and with a fierce push, smeared the blood-red liquid onto his saber.

Instantly.

The saber glowed brighter red, the blade emitting a bewitching blood-red hue.

"Die!"

Suspended in midair before Xiao Yi, the long saber descended from above, hacking toward Xiao Yi’s neck.

At the very moment the long saber was about to cleave into Xiao Yi’s head...

Just at that moment...

Xiao Yi, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly raised his right hand, locking the blade’s edge firmly in his palm.

Clang!

A piercing sound of metal striking metal made people’s scalps tingle.

The blade trembled with a buzzing sound.

Xiao Yi remained unmoved, locking eyes with Li Jianyang: "Three moves have passed! You’ve lost!"

"Is that so? Not necessarily!"

Li Jianyang revealed a sinister smile, intentionally leaned forward, lowered his voice, and chuckled coldly, "I forgot to tell you, I’ve coated this blade with the poison of the Bloodthirsty Corpse Worm Queen. Even Heaven Venerate Realm experts would die if touched by the poison. This is Saint Heir’s life-saving measure. Xiao Yi, I must admit you are indeed powerful to force me to use this measure. You can die with pride..."

While saying this...

Li Jianyang reached out to Xiao Yi’s chest and gently pushed.

In his opinion...

The poison of the Bloodthirsty Corpse Worm Queen was enough to have claimed Xiao Yi’s life by now.

Imagining in his mind the scene where a gentle push would send Xiao Yi plummeting from the sky, surrounded by exclamations from the onlookers, admiring his own stature as the Saint Heir of Nantian Sacred Land, his mouth curled slightly upward, regaining his confidence.

However...

His push felt like it landed on a mountain.

Xiao Yi didn’t budge an inch.

"Huh?"

Li Jianyang was startled and instinctively pushed harder, yet still failed to move Xiao Yi. A drop of cold sweat rolled down his forehead as he looked up involuntarily, only to see a cold sneer at the corner of Xiao Yi’s mouth, like someone mocking a jumping clown: "A dignified Saint Heir reduced to using poison? What an eye-opener!"

"You, you, you..."

Li Jianyang glared with eyes full of disbelief.

Suddenly...

Li Jianyang violently released the long saber and turned to flee, but the instant he turned around, he was met by the figure of Xiao Yi.

"How can he be so fast?"

Li Jianyang gasped in shock.

Xiao Yi’s iron fist suddenly enlarged in his eyes.

Instinctively crossing his arms in front, he thought to himself: "I’m no match for him. Just need to block this move and then I’ll run! Head straight for the Domain Lord’s Mansion. I don’t believe he’d dare to chase and kill me without any restraint within the Sacred Land..."

But soon...

Li Jianyang realized how ridiculously naive this thought was!

Thud!

A heavy punch landed on his arms.

Li Jianyang’s face turned instantly red, unable to hold back from letting out a pained cry. His arms were blown apart by the force of the punch. Broken bones punctured through flesh, spurting blood.

His body was also sent flying backward.

The only thought left in Li Jianyang’s mind was: "Falling like this isn’t so bad..."

Only a pity...

He was simply dreaming!

How could Xiao Yi allow him to get his wish?

Whoosh!

Xiao Yi leaped into the air, quickly catching up, and grabbed Li Jianyang’s ankle with a fierce tug. His left elbow fell like a heavy weight, smashing down on Li Jianyang’s knee with a thunderous impact.

Aowu...

Li Jianyang screamed in agony as he saw his knee completely shattered.

Xiao Yi lifted his arm, hurling Li Jianyang into midair.

His figure, like an arrow released from a bow, shot up after Li Jianyang.

Fists and feet rained down like a thunderstorm upon him.

"This punch teaches you how to behave!"

Under the force of the punch, his face swelled and bruised.

"This punch is for those innocent girls you’ve killed..."

Another heavy blow broke five ribs.

"This kick, to show you that there are heavens beyond the heavens..."

Boom boom boom!

Fists and feet like phantoms continually struck Li Jianyang.

The illustrious Saint Heir of Nantian Sacred Land was now beaten like a sandbag by Xiao Yi in midair. Li Jianyang, already unrecognizable from the beating, suddenly saw Xiao Yi soar high, hands converged above his head, and then a devastating hammer blow came smashing down onto his back.

Wah!

Li Jianyang let out a miserable scream, his spine shattered.

Like a falling star from the high sky, he crashed down fiercely.

With a resounding crash...

Li Jianyang slammed hard onto the ground, hidden within the billowing dust, motionless. Xiao Yi stood hovering in the air, his robes spotless, his indifferent gaze looking down below: "Once he wakes, have him return these women safely to their homes. Should he harm a single one, I will not show mercy!"

The surrounding strongmen trembled with fear: "Please, rest assured, Lord Xiao, we, we will surely convey your message to His Highness the Saint Heir..."

Xiao Yi snorted coldly, and soared away.

Within the vast Saint Heir’s mansion, silence reigned.

As the dust settled...

The dying Li Jianyang was rescued by others, his eyes filled with venomous hatred and hysterical vengeance, he gritted his teeth: "I, I demand to see the Saint Master..."

PS: I owed three updates yesterday, ha, this is the second! Xiao Tian continues!