Master of the Demon Emperor

Chapter 106 Ten Thousand Swords Suspended in the Sky

Su Yie grabbed his sword and marched towards Lu Ziwei, picking up speed as he went.

By the time he had taken ten steps, he suddenly stamped his foot and charged at Lu Ziwei.

In that instant, everyone's hearts leapt into their throats.

They all hoped nothing would happen to Su Yie. Xiang Yu truly cared about Su Yie, while Liu Boya and his soldiers were concerned about their mission. If something happened to Su Yie, how would they explain it to Li Mengde?

In the blink of an eye, Su Yie had closed in on Lu Ziwei.

Lu Ziwei's face was expressionless, and he didn't even move an inch.

Just as Su Yie was about to collide with Lu Ziwei, a sharp focus appeared in his eyes.

Divine Skills!

Instantly, Su Yie appeared behind Lu Ziwei and thrust his sword.

It was an outright killing move!

He knew he was no match for Lu Ziwei, but he had to give it his all to prove himself.

Clang—

All of a sudden, Lu Ziwei half-turned and used the scabbards of twenty swords on his right side to trap the blade of the Heartbreaking Sword.

Su Yie was immediately stopped in his tracks.

Silence!

Su Yie's expression turned somewhat awkward. Lu Ziwei noticed his expression and a faint, almost imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Su Yie was wildly arrogant, the kind that penetrated deep into his marrow.

He wouldn't show his arrogance with his voice, but standing in front of him, you could feel his intensity just by looking into his eyes.

Seeing such a madman display an awkward look was quite amusing.

Su Yie tried to withdraw his sword, but he couldn't pull it back.

His strength had reached the Power of Six Hundred and Fifty Dragons, yet he couldn't move Lu Ziwei an inch.

This was the Sword God!

Lu Ziwei didn't want to embarrass Su Yie. He quickly turned around, and the Heartbreaking Sword was released.

"Come with me, I want to teach you," said Lu Ziwei, his back to Su Yie. From Liu Boya and the others' perspective, he was closing his eyes, bowing his head and smiling.

At that moment, Lu Ziwei was like a melting iceberg.

Liu Boya and hundreds of soldiers were all dumbstruck.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Xiang Yu brimmed with excitement. She too had cultivation, and even though she was hundreds of meters away, she could hear Lu Ziwei's words clearly.

The Sword God wanted to teach Su Yie!

What amazing fortune was this?

Even though the Demon Lord had gained fame recently, he was still junior compared to a legendary figure like the Sword God.

Liu Boya's emotions turned completely upside down. If even Lu Ziwei valued Su Yie so highly, did the Mighty Tang have any right to keep him?

They didn't even dare lay a finger on Su Yie!

According to what Lu Ziwei had said earlier, Xia Tianyi also thought highly of Su Yie.

If both the Sword Saint and the Sword God looked favorably upon Su Yie, who in the Seven Dynasties would dare to touch him?

Their gazes met, and Lu Ziwei instantly understood.

His eyes focused, and in an instant, the forty-one swords at his waist drew from their sheaths all at once.

The crisp sound of blades being unsheathed was crystal clear, converging into one, causing Xiang Yu to get goosebumps.

Forty-one treasured swords hovered above Lu Ziwei's head, reflecting dazzling rays of light under the sunlight.

Su Yie could feel that the quality of these swords was not low, the poorest among them comparable to his Heartbreaking Sword.

Hum—

All the treasured swords began to tremble, and then split into hundreds of sword shadows, multiplying even further, the number surging past five thousand. With another split, the number of sword shadows broke past ten thousand, all their tips pointing at Su Yie and Xiang Yu.

Ten thousand swords suspended in the air – what a spectacular sight!

Even Su Yie felt a chill run down his spine at the astonishing scene.

With just a thought from Lu Ziwei, he would be pierced through the heart by ten thousand swords!

"What do you think of this move?" Lu Ziwei asked, his expression still cold.

"Teach me, and I will know," Su Yie immediately replied.

He wanted to learn!

Mastering this move, together with All Under Heaven Facing East, would make him unbeatable in the entire world!

A slight curve appeared at the corner of Lu Ziwei's mouth, and he then began to teach Su Yie.

...

Chang An.

Mighty Tang imperial city, also the most prosperous of the Seven Dynasties.

Here, carriages and horses crowded the streets, high rises stood in great numbers, tendrils of blue smoke rose gently, the whole city shrouded in a hazy, dream-like quality under the clouds, with homing pigeons flitting across the skies from time to time.

The streets of Chang An City encircled the royal palace, one ring after another, while mountains undulated beyond the city's borders, cradling Chang An City like the palm of the god of the earth.

In the royal palace, within the Imperial Study Room.

"What? The Sword God?"

Li Mengde slammed his hands on the table and rose to his feet, his face filled with shock.

For him, the Sword God was a being of legend, one he had never seen in his life.

Liu Boya nodded, his expression grave, "Judging by the Sword God's intentions, he too wants to come to Chang An. This is probably not a good thing."

Hearing this, Li Mengde took a deep breath, trying to calm his emotions.

He slowly sat down and passed a letter on the table to Liu Boya.

Liu Boya opened it and his face changed dramatically, his voice trembling, "Leader of the Demon Cult Wei Niantian? He suspects that the Lord of White Karma was killed by the Demon Lord? And he's coming to Chang An in person?"

He immediately grasped the severity of the situation.

The Demon Lord had the protection of the Sword God, and if Wei Niantian caused trouble for him, it would surely provoke the Sword God.

The Leader of the Demon Cult in a battle against the Sword God?

Chang An would not remain intact!

"How should we handle this?"

Li Mengde asked with a troubled expression on his face. He could not afford to offend either Wei Niantian or Lu Ziwei.