Chaotic Sword God


Chaotic Sword God Chapter 970

Chapter 970: Battling Bi Yifei

Every single member who saw this began to pale. Their four powerful Saint Rulers had been slain so easily. They were greatly affected, and their souls were deeply struck with fear.

In that moment, all the members of the Extinguishing Alliance felt like the shade of death had encased them. Although they had another twenty-three Saint Rulers, they did not feel safe in any way.

Then, Jian Chen looked toward the twenty-three Saint Rulers after killing off four. He slowly raised the Emperor Armament as it shone with a surging dark light. An energy of destruction filled the surroundings, as if roaring flames of death had encased the region. It caused the Saint Rulers to feel death from the bottom of their hearts.

This was a power that could make them tremble, a power that made resistance impossible to even consider.

The Saint Rulers were all frightened as they constantly retreated in the air. Their gazes toward Jian Chen were filled with dread.

"Jian Chen, this has nothing to do with us. It really doesn't have anything to do with us. The only reason we attacked Flame City was due to Bi Jian's temptations. Bi Jian is the main culprit," a Saint Ruler said with a trembling voice. Faced against a Saint King, none of them even dared to flee, because Saint Kings could rip open Space Gates. There was nowhere they could run off to.

"Where is Bi Jian?" Jian Chen's voice was icy-cold and filled with killing intent.

"He's in the imperial city of the Felicity Empire," a Saint Ruler said hurriedly. Meanwhile, he prayed secretly. He hoped that Jian Chen would go to the Felicity Empire for revenge and leave this place. That way, they would have plenty of time to flee with their people and avoid this calamity.

"Bi Jian, it doesn't matter where you hide, I will never let you go. But before I go to the Felicity Kingdom, let me finish off all of you first," Jian Chen growled. He slowly pointed his Emperor Armament toward the Saint Rulers as killing intent spilled from him without restraint. It caused all the Saint Rulers to pale in fright.

"Jian Chen, it really has nothing to do with us. It's all due to Bi Jian. He's in control of everything. We're just his chess pieces," the Saint Rulers constantly attempted to explain. They no longer dared to resist Jian Chen after personally witnessing the deaths of four Saint Rulers, even though they had an advantage in numbers.

"Bi Jian will die with all of you, including the Extinguishing Alliance. I will not let any of you go," Jian Chen said coldly before charging at the twenty-three Saint Rulers.

But at that very moment, the space before Jian Chen began to distort violently. A Space Gate suddenly formed and before a person could even emerge, a tremendous aura appeared first.

Jian Chen came to a halt and stared fixedly at the Space Gate. A cold light flickered in his eyes.

The Saint Rulers all sighed a breath of relief. To them, it seemed like Jian Chen still possessed the Winged Tiger God, so he was a target of the ten protector clans. Another Saint King had split open the space and arrived, and he would definitely deal with Jian Chen in order to obtain the Winged Tiger God. He would keep Jian Chen busy.

Under the gazes of Jian Chen and the Saint Rulers, a white-robed, middle-aged man who seemed slightly pale stepped out.

"It's senior Bi Yifei. Fantastic, senior Bi Yifei has actually come," the Saint Rulers immediately exclaimed joyfully when they saw this man. They became ecstatic.

Jian Chen's eyes narrowed abruptly as his killing intent skyrocketed. He sneered, "Bi Yifei, you sure have come at the right time. It's just about time I resolve our enmity from all those years ago."

Bi Yifei stared coldly at Jian Chen as disdain flooded his eyes. He sneered, "Jian Chen, I suspected that you would return one day long ago, so I left a soul imprint on you. I never thought my anticipations would hold true. You really have returned. It's about time I take revenge for you injuring my soul…" Reaching this point, Bi Yifei's eyes narrowed violently. His face changed drastically as he exclaimed whilst pointing at Jian Chen, "H- h- how is this possible!? Why is your presence so powerful!? How did you reach Saint King in just a few years!?" Disbelief flooded Bi Yifei's face. His heart began to churn; he was perturbed.

In the next moment, Bi Yifei suddenly looked toward Jian Chen's sword. His face changed once again, this time filled with shock. He cried out uncontrollably, "T- that's an Emperor Armament. You actually obtained an Emperor Armament!"

Jian Chen could not help but sneer as he saw how shocked Bi Yifei was, "Bi Yifei, it really was a pity that I failed to kill you back then. But today will be your death. No one can save you."

Bi Yifei quickly suppressed his shock from Jian Chen's arrogant words. The light in his eyes flickered as he quickly calmed down and growled, "Jian Chen, your presence as a Saint King is probably completely due to the Emperor Armament. You're still a Saint Ruler right now. Do you really think that you can defeat me with just an Emperor Armament? You're deluding yourself. Saint Kings are far stronger than you can imagine. I'll show you the true might of a Saint King today. Once I kill you, your Emperor Armament will be mine and I will hand the Winged Tiger God to the Yiyuan sect of the ten protector clans in exchange for some medicines that can mend the soul."

Bi Yifei's eyes burned with greed as he gazed at the Emperor Armament. He had no clue about Jian Chen's true strength right now, so he looked down on Jian Chen by quite a lot. He also viewed the Emperor Armament as his own item already.

Jian Chen smiled disdainfully and said, "You still don't have the ability to take the Emperor Armament from my hands."

"We'll know after we try." Bi Yifei was filled with confidence. He too refused to believe that Jian Chen could reach Saint King in a few short years, which was why he thought that Jian Chen's powerful aura was completely due to the Emperor Armament.

Tremendous Saint Force surged out from Bi Yifei. This was the power of a Saint King. It was extremely great, enough to cause the surrounding space to shake violently. At the same time, invisible World Force quickly gathered toward him, revolving around Bi Yifei.

"Jian Chen, I'll show you my strength." Bi Yifei's expression became vicious and he immediately produced a battle cry. The Saint Force and the World Force around him fused together in that very moment, transforming into a huge finger that shot toward Jian Chen with lightning speed.

The finger was ten meters long and half a meter wipe. It shot through the air as it radiated with a devastating aura, slashing through space.

Jian Chen's cold smile curled up higher and higher. He looked at the finger nonchalantly before suddenly swinging out with his Emperor Armament. A meter-long black sword Qi shot out.

The sword Qi radiated with an aura of destruction as it shot toward the huge finger. A massive crack formed wherever the sword Qi passed by, reducing it to a region of darkness.


Jian Chen's sword Qi collided with Bi Yifei's huge finger in mid-air, while the violent residual energy immediately began to sweep through the surroundings. It caused the surrounding space to tremble violently. Even the earth below seemed to quake, causing mountains to collapse.

Bi Yifei became rather stern and he growled, "I never thought that the Emperor Armament would be so powerful, that a Saint Ruler can display such might. If that Emperor Armament enters my hands, my strength would definitely reach an unimaginable level." Toward the end, the greed in Bi Yifei's eyes thickened.

At that moment, a black streak of light suddenly emerged. The sword Qi did not completely disperse after collided with Bi Yifei's finger and instead surged out from the ripples of energy in the air. It continued onward without a reduction in force.

Bi Yifei's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he cried out, "Crap!" Immediately, energy began to surge before him, instantly condensing into a three-meter-wide round shield to block the sword Qi.

The sword Qi completely locked onto Bi Yifei, so he could only take it head on now.


The black sword Qi collided with Bi Yifei's circular shield and produced a terrifying sound. The sword Qi was far more powerful than Bi Yifei had imagined, so the shield condensed from Saint Force and World Force failed to endure it. It shattered loudly, while the sword Qi had finally lost all of its power after breaking through two obstructions. It dispersed in the air.

Even though this was the case, Bi Yifei was thrown back violently by its force. Blood sprayed uncontrollably from his mouth, falling toward the ground as a bloody mist.

Bi Yifei flew for several dozen kilometers before finally stabilizing himself. He stared at Jian Chen in shock as disbelief overwhelmed his eyes. He said with difficulty, "How is this possible? How are you this strong? D- d- did you really reach Saint King?"

Even at now, Bi Yifei still struggled to accept this. Jian Chen's strength had grown from an ant's level to a level where he could heavily injure him. This was just shocking on an otherworldly scale.

Thick killing intent poured from Jian Chen as he called out coldly, "Bi Yifei, I shall be taking your life today," as he said this, Jian Chen charged toward him threateningly with the Emperor Armament.

Bi Yifei revealed an ugly expression. A piece of jade instantly appeared in his hand and he crushed it directly, before slowly raising his hand. He let the wild wind scatter the jade dust as he sneered, "Jian Chen, your strength has really exceeded my imaginations, but I have already alerted the ten protector clans. Before the protector clans, there is only death no matter how strong you are. If you don't run now, it'll be too late."