Overriding the Heaven

The skin across Xu Muran's entire body was torn, blood veins were like rings, and circles after circles of them rained down as though they were worthless. His body was like a meteorite, falling down obliquely from the sky.    

However, it was also due to the fact that he had been obstructed by the simulacrum of Samsara's Great Emperor that most of the power in this saber had been dispersed by the moment it landed on his body.    

Therefore, after he fell to the ground, his entire body was drenched in fresh blood. He looked miserable and unsightly, but he still managed to pick up a life.    

After being helped up by his subordinates, Xu Muran stood up from the ground and looked at Chu Yan who was falling from the sky with eyes full of hatred.    

"What is going on …?" "You never said before that this guy was this strong …"    

At this moment, a hoarse voice came from not too far away.    

Xu Muran turned his head coldly, only to see Wang Lei clutching his chest, blood still flowing out of the corner of his mouth.    

One of Wang Lei's arms was torn off by Chu Yan while he was in the air, and another huge hole was pierced through his chest.    

It was fortunate that he was at the peak of the Earth Origin Stage. After falling from the sky, he actually didn't die.    

However, at this moment, he was also seriously injured. His strength normally would not even reach a tenth of his original strength.    

Not far away from Wang Lei was the even more tragic Jiang Huaiwu.    

Although Xu Muran and Wang Lei had similarly suffered heavy injuries, at the moment, in order to maintain their dignity, they could barely stand on their own.    

But Jiang Huaiwu could not.    

While he was in the air, Chu Yan had cut him in half by his waist.    

Furthermore, the two halves of his body were still falling in different directions.    

If it was any other cultivator, they would only be able to wait for their deaths.    

However, among the cultivators in the alliance, Jiang Huaiwu was obviously a member of his clan.    

These clan members risked their lives and saved his body that was split into two halves. They even gave him the secret medicine on his face, finally taking his life for Jiang Huaiwu.    

However, the current Jiang Huaiwu looked like he was only left with one breath. He lay on a stretcher, and even though there was a thick blanket around his waist, it was obvious that there was a circle of blood soaked blanket around him.    

It was obvious that wounds caused by the Beheading Flames would not be healed so easily even if the Jiang Clan used a secret medicine.    

Jiang Huaiwu didn't have the strength to speak at the moment, but his resentful eyes expressed his feelings towards Xu Muran.    

If it weren't for your incorrect information, how could the current situation have happened!?    

Right now, there was unspeakable bitterness in Xu Muran's heart.    

Actually, according to his plan, the most perfect state would be when Chu Yan, Jiang Huaiwu and Wang Lei would fight until both sides were heavily injured. In the end, he would be able to benefit greatly and even take over the alliance between the two of them.    

However, what he did not expect was that even though he was in the same realm and had the advantage of being the first to launch a sneak attack, Chu Yan had still managed to heavily injure the other two in an instant.    

As for Xu Muran himself, the inheritance of the Great Emperor of Samsara was something that he had unintentionally obtained during his cultivation. It was a secret for his cultivation to increase by leaps and bounds.    

Emperor Samsara was famous in the neighboring kingdoms, and he was a formidable figure who had broken through to the next realm.    

Although it was only a portion of the inheritance, it was already enough for Xu Muran to possess astonishing strength at a young age.    

But who knew that, even if he used his most prized inheritance and most trusted trump card, in front of Chu Yan, it would still be as weak as a piece of thin paper, and would instantly shatter.    

What Chu Yan had cut through was not only the inheritance of Great Emperor Samsara, but also Xu Muran's pride and confidence.    

At this moment, Xu Muran hated Chu Yan ten thousand times more than Jiang Huaiwu and his!    

In the face of Wang Lei's accusation, Xu Muran's gaze was ice-cold, and did not answer the other party.    

On Wang Lei's face, a look of anger surfaced. He was just about to ask again, but at this time, someone nearby suddenly shouted: "That guy is charging over!"    

He did not know who it was, but he shouted at the top of his lungs, "We are surrounded by him!"    

One man charged towards the three thousand men.    

One person surrounded these three thousand people.    

It sounded absurd and inconceivable.    

But in reality, after instantly destroying the three people of Xu, Wang, and Jiang, as well as shattering the illusion of the Great Emperor of Samsara, the three thousand people at the scene already had an instinctive fear of Chu Yan.    

Some of them could not help but tremble.    

A hint of ruthlessness surfaced in Xu Muran's eyes.    

Relying on his heavily injured body, he suddenly stepped forward, removing the heads of the few people who were panicking the most, then gnashed his teeth and shouted: "What are you shouting for! Stop him! "    

Xu Muran's body was currently covered in wounds, and fresh blood dripped down.    

A few heads rolled around beneath his feet. With a bang, he crushed one of them into pieces. Instantly, it became even more shocking.    

But after being intimidated by him, the initially flustered crowd immediately reacted, welcoming Chu Yan, in that moment, a barrier rose, like a wall, blocking in between Chu Yan and the group.    

But Chu Yan did not care about it, he raised his hand and slashed.    

In his eyes, the so-called advantage in numbers simply did not exist.    

For example, would three thousand ants be able to kill an elephant?    

Most likely, an elephant could kill half of an ant with a single breath.    

The crimson colored saber light was burning with raging flames. With two swoosh swoosh sounds, it drew out a huge word in the air and imprinted itself onto the barrier.    

The blade light seemed to be imprinting itself onto the barrier.    

Everyone on the ground was instantly shocked.    

They could faintly feel that something had shattered.    

In the next moment, the sword scar bloomed with a dazzling light.    

As the glow spread, the slash continued to spread, and the entire barrier exploded amidst everyone's shocked cries.    

A fierce wind swept past, Chu Yan stepped on the Heaven and Earth Chessboard and rushed towards the group.    

One versus three thousand. Without the slightest hesitation, he raised his saber and chopped down!    

My brothers and sisters risked their lives to achieve this result, how can I let you pluck the fruits!    

At this moment, it was no longer a simple personal grudge between Chu Yan and these people.    

The saber light gathered its potential and within a radius of several miles, it seemed as if a thunderstorm was brewing.    

The terrifying pressure from the army caused the hearts of everyone to pound madly. At this very moment, there were already people kneeling on the ground, their faces pale with fright.    

"Chu Yan, don't tell me you want to watch them die!" Just then, Xu Muran stepped forward, raised his head, and shouted loudly.    

He pointed behind him.    

Instantly, one of the cultivators in the area pushed aside like the tide, revealing a few people who were being held hostage.    

"Watch carefully!"    

They are your companions!    

You must have come to save them!    

If you dare to slash down with this blade, their lives will be lost! "    

Xu Muran's face was filled with hatred, as he clenched his teeth and said: "Look at these nine … Hm? Why are there two less, only seven? "    

Looking at Li Xiu, Jiang Panmeng, Su Yuqing, Shen Qing, Su Jianyuan, Fu Rui, Su Xinyu, Su Xinyu and the rest who were being held hostage by her subordinates, Xu Muran blinked his eyes, as suspicion surfaced in his eyes.    

He remembered that he had counted nine people.