Chapter 1 The Saint's Descent

The top floor of the Saint Tower.

Zu Zhengyang looked at Qiao Yu, who was unharmed after taking a blow from his hand blade, a look of surprise and uncertainty in his eyes.

After a moment of flickering, Zu Zhengyang suddenly looked up and laughed.

"Hahahaha! Not bad, not bad. You're called Bai Shiyan, right? I was just testing you. Congratulations, you passed the test."

Zu Zhengyang put his hands behind his back, revealing a righteous appearance.

"With talents like you, why should I worry about the future of the human race? Why can't we overthrow the rule of the Mech race?"

"Oh? You mean you can represent the entire human race?" Qiao Yu said lightly.

"Bold! How dare you be disrespectful to the Saint Body."

A guard behind Zu Zhengyang immediately became angry when he heard this and was about to use his power to teach Qiao Yu a lesson, but Zu Zhengyang stopped him with a wave of his hand.

Then, Zu Zhengyang looked at Qiao Yu with a gentle smile on his lips.

"I, Qiao Yu, as the Saint Body of the human race, naturally have the qualifications to represent the entire human race!"

Zu Zhengyang's words revealed an unparalleled domineering aura, as if all living beings in the world were under his control.

"You are the Saint Body of the human race? Then you must be very strong. How about we have a fight?" Qiao Yu showed a friendly smile.

Zu Zhengyang narrowed his eyes at Qiao Yu but didn't speak.

The scene of Qiao Yu using his body to withstand his hand blade still lingered in his mind, and Zu Zhengyang was considering whether or not to fight this strange fellow.

"Saint Body, you're not afraid, are you?" Qiao Yu spread his hands, looking innocent. "Don't tell me? The Saint Body at the peak of the Saint Realm is really afraid of a newbie who just advanced to the Saint Realm?"

Faced with Qiao Yu's sarcastic words, Zu Zhengyang remained unmoved. He gave a slight wink, and the people behind him immediately understood.

A man carrying a long sword walked out, a hideous scar on his face, like a centipede lying on his face, making his face look particularly ferocious.

"To deal with you, why would the Saint Body need to take action? It's more than enough for me, Zhuo Lie, to kill you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuo Lie raised his sword and waved it to the side, and a stone pillar was cut into several neat pieces.

Obviously, this Zhuo Lie was a Saint Realm sword cultivator.

"Dare to be disrespectful to the Saint Body, next year today will be your death anniversary!"

"Xuan Yao Sword Art!"

Zhuo Lie waved his long sword and charged towards Qiao Yu. For a time, the interior of the Saint Tower was filled with various violent demonic auras, as if Zhuo Lie was not a human being but a great demon in human form.

Watching Zhuo Lie rush over, Zu Zhengyang also narrowed his eyes slightly. He wanted to use Zhuo Lie's hand to figure out Qiao Yu's strength.

Zhuo Lie was very confident in his sword art. His Xuan Yao Sword Art emphasized a myriad of changes and countless combos.

Enemies facing his sword art rarely managed to dodge it, and when he was only three meters away from Qiao Yu, Zhuo Lie's lips curled up even more.

At this distance, no one could dodge his, Zhuo Lie's, sword!

He vaguely saw the scene of Qiao Yu dying on the spot.

"Die!"

Countless sword moves imbued with demonic energy fell, each strike hitting Qiao Yu's body.

Zhuo Lie stood with his back to Qiao Yu, a look of complacency on his face.

"Saint Body, I have eliminated that annoying fly for you!"

Zu Zhengyang was silent for a moment before raising his hand and pointing behind Zhuo Lie, saying.

"Do you want to take a look at what you're saying?"

Zhuo Lie was stunned for a moment, and then when he turned his head, he was completely dumbfounded.

Qiao Yu was actually standing there unharmed, looking at him with a smile.

Using his physical body to withstand all his Xuan Yao Sword Art, this man in front of him was actually unscathed? How was that possible?

Zhuo Lie almost popped his eyes out, but he quickly adjusted his emotions.

"Very good! No wonder you dare to challenge the Saint Body. You really have some ability, but it ends here!"

"Next, I, Zhuo Lie, will... pfft!"

A heavy punch, like a thunderbolt, slammed heavily into Zhuo Lie's stomach. Zhuo Lie opened his mouth wide and spat out a mouthful of blood, like a fish dying of thirst.

This punch was too fast, so fast that Zhuo Lie didn't have time to react at all.

Zhuo Lie was extremely shocked. He didn't even see how the other party threw the punch. It was terrifying!

But before Zhuo Lie could be shocked for long, a two-meter-long broadsword came slashing down at him.

In desperation, Zhuo Lie hurriedly raised his long sword to block, but the power of that sword was extremely terrifying, directly smashing Zhuo Lie's entire body into the ground.

The part of his legs below the knees were completely submerged in the floor of the Saint Tower.

Crack!

A crisp sound rang out, it was the sound of Zhuo Lie's hand bones fracturing!

Although he blocked Qiao Yu's full-force sword strike, the impact of that sword directly shattered his hand bones.

Then Qiao Yu kicked out again, and Zhuo Lie's entire body flew out like a cannonball, and countless bones in his body were broken by this kick.

At this time, Zhuo Lie's heart was not just shocked but full of fear!

Too scary!

It was really too scary!

This man in front of him, his attacks were ineffective against him, but his attacks were powerful and destructive.

How could he fight?

The next second, before Zhuo Lie landed, Qiao Yu appeared in advance at his landing position.

Qiao Yu, like hitting a baseball, swung the Zhulong Yanyue Blade like a baseball bat, and his baseball was aimed at the flying Zhuo Lie!

"Saint Body, save me! Save me!!!"

Zhuo Lie let out a scream. Countless bones in his body were broken, and he didn't have the slightest ability to resist. He could only place his hope on Zu Zhengyang.

However, Zu Zhengyang ignored him. Under the edge of the Zhulong Yanyue Blade, Zhuo Lie, filled with regret, was directly split in two, becoming a pile of爛meat on the ground.

Clap clap clap clap!

Zu Zhengyang walked over clapping his hands.

"Wonderful! Bai Shiyan, your strength is indeed very strong! But are you sure you want to be against me, Qiao Yu, for the sake of a Dong Feng?"

Zu Zhengyang narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes full of coldness.

"Those who submit to me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish. Submitting to me is your best choice, it is following the general trend of the human race; and opposing me is opposing the entire human race, which will only lead to your death without a burial place!"

"I advise you to think carefully. I, Qiao Yu, have always cherished talent, and I can give you one last chance."

Faced with Zu Zhengyang's remarks, Qiao Yu couldn't help but chuckle.

"What are you laughing at?" Zu Zhengyang's face darkened slightly.

"I'm laughing at you, laughing at you, an imposter, representing the entire human race in every word and deed. Where did you get the face?"

Zu Zhengyang's heart trembled, and his pupils instantly shrunk into needles.

"You can't joke about this... You say I'm an imposter, do you have any evidence?"

Zu Zhengyang stared at Qiao Yu, the killing intent in his eyes already so strong that it was almost solidified.

"I'm standing in front of you, what evidence do I need?" Qiao Yu said innocently.

"What do you mean?"

Zu Zhengyang's forehead was faintly covered with cold sweat. His physical body was extremely powerful. He hit him, and he didn't react at all. He hit Zhuo Lie and directly hammered him to death in a few hits.

Such a powerful physical body, a terrible guess suddenly arose in Zu Zhengyang's heart. This guess was very absurd, but it was the most reasonable explanation for the current situation!

At this time, Qiao Yu also tilted his head and said directly.

"I originally planned to get along with you as Bai Shiyan, but what I got in return was alienation and targeting. Sure enough, that Bai Shiyan is really useless."

"I'm not pretending anymore, I am the Saint Body of the human race, Qiao Yu. I'm laying my cards on the table!"