High Martial Arts: Becoming a Liver Master

Ten minutes later, Chen Yi and his two companions noticed someone rushing towards them and immediately went on alert.

A few seconds later, the other side stopped three kilometers away, standing in mid-air, watching the battle in the sky.

At the same time, he also spotted Chen Yi and his two companions and even sent a telepathic message to them:

"Hey, it's been so long, and Ryan still hasn't taken down Zhang Wuji. Why aren't you guys helping him?"

Upon hearing that the message came from a foreigner, Chen Yi and his two companions showed displeasure and immediately retorted:

"Help my ass! You're dreaming. We're from Great Xia, come at me if you dare."

"Fuck you! You filthy Indians, you cultists, are you blind? Don't you even recognize the people of Great Xia?"

"That's hilarious! You want our help? Why don't you take a piss and look in the mirror to see who you are?"

The three of them retorted with a barrage of words, which immediately enraged the other party, who pulled out a curved knife and charged forward.

"Damn the Great Xia people, you heretics, die!"

He brandished his scimitar, and several crescent-shaped blades shot out, flying towards Chen Yi and his companions with lightning speed.

brush brush...

A whooshing sound rang out, and the air itself was sliced ​​open by the blade's flash, creating ripples in its wake.

Chen Yi and the other two also took out their long swords and slashed forward rapidly. Before anyone could even see the afterimage of the long swords dancing, dozens of sword lights flew out.

In an instant, the blades clashed, producing a thunderous clang, and then the blades vanished.

However, the resulting shockwaves still created large craters in the ground, producing a sound like rocket artillery bombardment.

Finding his attack blocked, the Indian man became even angrier. He suddenly accelerated and charged towards Chen Yi and his two companions.

"Well done!"

"Let me do it!" Chen San shouted, and at the same time, he flew out.

He gripped a long sword in his right hand and the Emperor's Banner in his left, unleashing a pale yellow protective aura as he flew out like a cannonball.

Chen Yi and Chen Er had no choice but to stop, sheath their long swords, and watch quietly.

The opponent's realm is First-Rank Martial Venerable, which Chen San can handle alone.

Within the span of a breath, the two collided, the blades clashing and producing a clanging sound.

In an instant, two battlefields were formed.

Neither side wanted to provoke the other, as both sides were concerned about saving face.

Ding ding...

Rumble...

In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged dozens of blows, but neither could gain the upper hand.

Just then, Chen San suddenly heard Chen Yi's telepathic message: "Finish the battle quickly, someone else is coming!"

Chen San immediately changed tactics, waving the Emperor's Flag in his left hand and shouting:

"Soul-Stealing Town!"

The Indian man immediately stopped moving, standing still with a bewildered expression.

The next moment, he felt his body become light, and then a huge suction force pulled him over.

"What the hell is going on? Damn it!"

He struggled instinctively, but the suction was still there, and at the same time he realized that his soul had left his body.

Without time to think, he instinctively tried to break free using various means, but before he could even use any of them, he was sucked in and plunged into endless darkness.

At the same time, a flash of light appeared, and the head of the Indian man flew off. Before blood could even spurt from his neck, Chen Shan collected the head and body into the Emperor's Banner.

Immediately, he turned around and teleported back to Chen Yi and Chen Er's side.

"That was awesome! I took down that Indian martial arts master in no time, hehe."

"Third brother, well done. Another one's here. Leave it to me later, I want to harvest one too." Chen Er was also a little impatient, his hands were already itching.

"Sure, no problem!"

At this point, the battle in the sky reached a fever pitch, and both sides were about to unleash their trump cards.

"There are three people!" Sensing the powerful figures approaching from the right, Chen Yi and his companions remained vigilant.

"They are powerful foreigners, not our collaborators!"

"Stay vigilant. One of them is at least a fifth-grade Martial Venerable. This is getting a bit tricky."

"Hmm, let's not act yet, let's observe first!"

Chen Yi and the other two looked rather grave. If the other side made a move, although they had the strength to fight back, they would soon be at a disadvantage.

They are all Martial Venerable experts, extremely sensitive to mental probing. They all use their mental power to interfere with each other's probing, making it difficult to see each other's true appearance during long-distance probing.

Because of mental interference, in general, judging who someone is and how strong they are will be done by combining their aura and energy fluctuations.

In particular, attempting to probe these powerful individuals with your mental energy would be seen as a provocation, and they might attack and kill you at any moment!

Of course, the same applies here.

Chen Yi and his two companions could only detect objects within a 5-kilometer radius using their mental energy. However, due to the interference from the other party's mental energy, they were unable to see their faces clearly.

Just then, an extremely domineering and powerful spiritual force rushed over, wanting to check on the situation of Chen Yi and the other two.

"Who are you? Are you also from Great Xia?"

Chen Yi and his two companions immediately used their mental power to interfere, and also retorted with insults:

"So what if it is, and so what if it isn't? Did I eat your rice?"

"You're courting death!" At the same time, an even more powerful mental pressure pressed down, and in front of the three of them, countless invisible mental blades appeared, flying over like raindrops to attack their souls.

The three immediately waved the Human Emperor Banner, which glowed with a black-gold light, directly absorbing the dense, rain-like spiritual blades.

"What?! It actually broke through my mental attack!"

"Excellent, excellent, you have such soul weapons, that's wonderful. One for each of you, that's fantastic."

"I'll give you a chance. Hand over the Soul Weapon, and swear in the name of God that you will become my followers, and I may spare your lives."

"Hmph! You're dreaming! Who do you think you are?"

"Exactly, a toad trying to eat swan meat. Even if you are a fifth-grade Martial Venerable, you are still dog shit in front of us."

"You ungrateful wretch! Die!" Bruce unleashed his full power as a fifth-grade Martial Venerable. Whether it was Chen Yi and his two companions, Bruce's two subordinates, or Zhang Wuji and Ryan in the midst of the battle, they all felt a powerful and invisible pressure.

The pressure caused Zhang Wuji and Ryan to pause in their fight, but they quickly resumed their battle.

This level of intimidation doesn't have a significant impact on them.

"Bull God's Killing Domain!"

As Bruce's voice fell, a blood-red bull's head phantom immediately formed behind him, rapidly growing taller and reaching 50 meters in height.

Beneath his feet, a blood-red field appeared, centered on him, and quickly spread out, soon extending to Chen Yi and his two companions, who were 3 kilometers away.

Chen Yi and the other two exchanged a glance, their expressions changing slightly, before immediately using teleportation to disappear.

The moment they disappeared, the domain covered the spot where they stood.

"Escape? Is escape even possible?"...