Chapter 117: Chapter 117 Senior Brother Lei Discovers Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Water

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Hu Xing, Li Qi wiped their mouths, all covered with sand and dirt.

Looking at Yang Xiaotian who had fallen to the ground, those two thousand Yaksha dared not approach for a moment.

Yang Xiaotian coldly surveyed the two thousand Yaksha.

“Kill him, avenge Lord Youxue and the others!” Suddenly, a Yaksha roared angrily with high voice.

The moment this Yaksha roared, a hundred treasure-grade swords immediately appeared behind Yang Xiaotian, fanning out like a peacock’s tail.

The Sword Qi was chilling.

“Kill!

The two thousand Yaksha, holding steel forks and large blades, rushed madly towards Yang Xiaotian.

However, before they could get close, a hundred of Yang Xiaotian’s treasure-grade swords instantly flew out, blasting into the midst of the

Yaksha.

In an instant, a hundred Yaksha were blown away.

As these Yaksha were blasted into the air, it could be seen that their heads had been neatly severed by the swords.

Under Yang Xiaotian’s control, the hundred swords transformed into a Sword Dragon, which constantly moved among them, decapitating a group of Yaksha with each pass.

Although these Yaksha had astonishing defenses, they couldn’t withstand Yang Xiaotian’s hundred treasure-grade swords.

Hu Xing and Li Qi were stupefied as they watched the flying heads of the Yaksha.

Under the attacks of the Sword Dragon formed by Yang Xiaotian’s hundred swords, the two thousand Yaksha couldn’t get close to him.

It wasn’t just about getting close; they couldn’t even step within fifty meters of Yang Xiaotian.

The two thousand Yaksha seemed numerous, but under the relentless reaping of Yang Xiaotian’s hundred swords, they gradually thinned out.

Seeing the Yaksha thinning out, Yang Xiaotian stepped forward and walked towards them.

With every step Yang Xiaotian took, dark green blood splattered, and from a distance, Yang Xiaotian seemed like a slaughter god emerging from a blood-soaked green hell.

The remaining Yaksha, instead, were slaughtered to the point of retreating step by step.

Seeing the dwindling number of Yaksha left, Yang Xiaotian decided not to use his swords anymore and retracted the Hundred Swords, suddenly throwing out his fists with full force.

Suddenly, the valley was filled with the Earth Shaking Dragon Roar.

Under Yang Xiaotian’s fists, ninety-nine True Essence Dragons burst forth, flying through the air.

Boom!

Dozens of Yaksha were blasted away.

The blasted Yaksha didn’t just fall to pieces, their heads, bodies, and limbs scattered all around.

As Yang Xiaotian advanced to the Martial King Realm, his True Qi condensed into True Yuan, and the True Essence Dragons became incredibly solid, their power vastly intensified.

Following that, Yang Xiaotian took another step forward and threw his fists

out again.

Swarm of dragons flew once more.

With the dragons’ flight came the bursting corpses of the Yaksha.

Time passed.

Finally, everything settled.

Yang Xiaotian stood there, surrounded by the corpses of Yaksha.

Yet on Yang Xiaotian himself, there was not a speck of dust.

Yang Xiaotian enjoyed wearing a pale blue brocade robe. The pale blue robe, still as clear as the sky, had not a single stain of blood on it.

When Yang Xiaotian looked towards Hu Xing and Li Qi, they felt as though they had fallen into an ice-cold cellar.

Their faces had already turned the color of eggplant.

Yang Xiaotian walked towards them.

In their terror, they wanted to flee, but found their legs wouldn’t obey them.

“Hall Master Yang,” Hu Xing spoke up. The moment he spoke, he felt an urge to cry, “Hall Master Yang, don’t kill me, please spare me, for my master’s sake, I beg you to spare me.”

“Kill you?” Yang Xiaotian said indifferently, “Hu Xing, didn’t you say you would protect me well and take good care of me? Why would I kill you?”

Hu Xing wanted to cry but had no tears, “Hall Master Yang, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have sent Deng Yi to kill you.”

Yang Xiaotian shook his head, “If you know this now, why did you do it in the first place?” With that said, the Heaven-Penetrating Divine Sword appeared in his hand.

Hu Xing, looking at the Heaven-Penetrating Divine Sword in Yang Xiaotian’s hand, a fierce flash passed through his eyes, and he suddenly punched towards Yang Xiaotian’s chest.

The distance was close, and Hu Xing had made a sudden move.

It was entirely unexpected.

Just as Hu Xing was about to hit Yang Xiaotian’s chest, suddenly, the Heaven-Penetrating Divine Sword in Yang Xiaotian’s hand trembled, thrusting forward, and directly pierced Hu Xing’s fist.

The Heaven-Penetrating Divine Sword passed through the other’s fist and then, without losing momentum, stabbed into Hu Xing’s chest, piercing through his back.

Hu Xing stiffly looked at the Heaven -Penetrating Divine Sword in his chest.

“Senior Brother Hu!” Li Qi shouted angrily, his long sword thrusting at Yang Xiaotian.

However, before his long sword could reach him, it was flicked away by a flick of Yang Xiaotian’s finger.

Then, with a wave of Yang Xiaotian’s hand, a hundred long swords flew out, continuously bombarding Li Qi.

Li Qi was blasted against the mountain valley wall, his body a blur of blood and flesh.

Yang Xiaotian pulled the Heaven-Penetrating Divine Sword out from Hu Xing’s chest.

Hu Xing fell to the ground, convulsing. He opened his mouth and said intermittently, “Yang Xiaotian.”

He stopped there.

As for what he wanted to say next, no one knew.

Seeing the unwillingness and regret on Hu Xing’s face, Yang Xiaotian’s eyes were cold and indifferent as he turned and entered the mountain valley cave dwelling.

Although the mountain valley was a trap set by the Yaksha, the cave dwelling indeed existed, and it truly contained a medicinal garden with thousand-year blood ginseng, thousand-year golden lingzhi mushrooms, and ingredients for refining the Treasure Pill.

Yang Xiaotian took away all the thousand-year blood ginseng, thousand-year golden lingzhi, and Treasure Pill ingredients from the medicinal garden. Finally, Yang Xiaotian also took the steel forks, large swords, and Space Rings from the bodies of Lord Youxue’s sixty-plus Yakshas.

The materials for refining treasure artifacts were equally hard to find; these steel forks and large swords, if re-smelted by Yang Xiaotian, would become sixty-plus treasure artifacts.

After Yang Xiaotian left, just as Lord Youxue and the others had predicted, numerous disciples of the Human Race learned of the mountain valley cave dwelling and rushed over in succession.

However, when everyone arrived at the mountain valley and saw the mountainous pile of Yaksha corpses, they were all stunned.

Chen Zihan and Cheng Long arrived at the scene and were just as shocked by what they saw.

“Two thousand Yakshas, plus sixty or seventy Flying Yakshas!” Cheng Long’s voice was parched, “Who could have killed them all?”

Not even the Son of Thunder from the Thunder Academy could possibly have such strength, could he?

Chen Zihan, among the Yaksha corpses, found the bodies of Hu Xing and Li Qi, her heartbeat quickened, feeling the hand gripping her sword tighten a bit more.

Looking at Hu Xing’s corpse, she always felt an inexplicable palpitation in her heart.

This palpitation made her hands and feet feel icy cold.

Cheng Long, looking at Hu Xing’s corpse, had a pale face. He wasn’t faring any better than Chen Zihan; just a day before, at the Royal Palace Square, his “close friend” Hu Xing was still talking and laughing with him.

After Yang Xiaotian left, he found a secluded cave and took out the Space Rings of Lord Youxue and the others, opening them one by one and checking the contents inside.

The Flying Yakshas of the Martial King Realm were indeed richer than ordinary Yakshas.

This count gave Yang Xiaotian quite a pleasant surprise, inside the Space Rings of Lord Youxue’s sixty or so people were over three hundred low-grade Spirit Stones, over a dozen Treasure Pills, and several Divine Skills books, one of which was a Supreme Divine Power.

Beyond these, there were also more than four million gold coins.

For the following few days, Yang Xiaotian hunted demons during the day to sharpen his swordsmanship and Divine Skills, while at night he cultivated the Primordial Dragon Art in the cave dwelling.

Demons of the King Realm that died under Yang Xiaotian’s sword numbered over a hundred.

As for the demons of the Innate Realm, they were too numerous to count.

One day, as Yang Xiaotian was on his way, he saw a large group of students from the Thunder Academy rushing frantically ahead.

“Senior Brother Lei has discovered Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Water, but he encountered a group of students from the Divine Sea Academy and Yunhui

Academy fighting over it. Senior Brother Lei has summoned us to hurry over!” The voice of a student from the Thunder Academy came.

Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Water!

Hearing the words of the student from the Thunder Academy, Yang Xiaotian paused..