The Supreme God of Martial Arts

"Are you really trying to escape now? Really?

It's too late!"

Austin burst into laughter, as thousands of red puppet strings continued to shoot out of his Soul Sea.

These strings were aimed at the divine gods of the Purple Sword Sect.

The battle had lasted for about four hours and these divine gods were tired, their fighting power having declined to a large extent.

This made it easy for Austin to subdue them.

"Ahhh! What the hell are these threads? Get out of my Soul Sea!"

"Damn it! My spiritual soul is attacked!"

A number of divine gods screamed in pain.

An attack on the spiritual soul was one of the most severely painful things that could ever happen to a cultivator.

"Run! All divine gods, run!"

Winslow and the two superior elders were terrified at the scene unfolding before them.

"You must have used skind of vicious secret spiritual soul skill to harm the divine gods of our sect!"

Winslow roared at Austin as he watched the divine gods who were screaming in pain.

"You're right! He must have!"

the two superior elders echoed Winslow.

"Everyone! Use your secret spiritual soul skills to attack that brat!"

a superior elder roared,

thinking it might be effective for them

to use their secret spiritual soul skills to deal with Austin's.

Boom!

Every member of the Purple Sword Sect released their spiritual senses and used the secret spiritual soul skills they had cultivated

to attack Austin.

In the void where they were fighting, the overwhelming spiritual soul energy rushed towards Austin like a raging tide and

submerged his body.

"Oh?

You're sending in a spiritual soul attack?"

Austin sneered.

He had four magic treasures of the spiritual soul: the spiritual tree, the spiritual heart, the spiritual dragon, and the Chaotic Ice

Lotus. Of these, the spiritual tree, the spiritual heart, and the spiritual dragon could absorb all kinds of spiritual soul energy.

Austin wasn't afraid of other people's spiritual soul attacks

unless their spiritual senses were far stronger than his own.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A giant tree, a huge heart, and a colossal dragon simultaneously rushed out of Austin's Soul Sea.

These were the spiritual tree, the spiritual heart, and the spiritual dragon, and they appeared in the void above Austin's head.

In his Soul Sea, the Chaotic Ice Lotus released a special kind of spiritual soul energy to better protect his spiritual soul.

The spiritual tree, the spiritual heart, and the spiritual dragon absorbed the spiritual soul energy from all directions.

All the spiritual soul energy that tried to attack Austin was redirected towards the three secret weapons that continued to absorb it.

The spiritual tree and the spiritual heart were the two holy treasures of the spiritual race. They were known as killers of all spiritual

soul energy.

Under the control of Austin's powerful spiritual sense, the spiritual tree and the spiritual heart released a power that was

terrifyingly intense.

Even though the people of the Purple Sword Sect had used all kinds of powerful secret spiritual soul skills to attack Austin, he

remained calm and unhurt.

There was even a smile on his face, as if he was enjoying these attacks.

"Great!

This is a pleasant surprise!"

Austin laughed.

Winslow and the two superior elders were terrified.

They were realizing that this man was not only unafraid of the sword aura attack, but that even the attack of spiritual soul couldn't

hurt him in the slightest.

"Retreat!

Stop attacking! Everyone, retreat immediately!"

Winslow roared.

The people of the Purple Sword Sect finally gave up attacking and began to escape as fast as they could.

Whoosh!

Austin gave chase, continuing to shoot the dense puppet strings at them.

If any divine gods were to escape to a place he couldn't physically reach, he would use the Ultimate Mind Sword Skill to beat them

half to death.

Soon.

"Master!"

Austin captured a few divine gods and made them his slaves.

Moments later,

Austin had hundreds of more divine god slaves.

"There are still three left!"

Austin muttered, looking at Winslow and the two superior elders,

who were all semi-governing gods.

They launched sneak attacks on Austin from tto time, so that the other members of the Purple Sword Sect could escape.

If not for this, the three of them could have escaped without a trace.

Whoosh!

Austin dashed towards one of the superior elders,

the weakest of the three semi-governing gods.

It made sense that Austin started with him.

"Lad, you are ruining our sect with your viciousness! You will die a horrible death!"

the superior elder cursed as he noticed Austin chasing after him. All he wanted was to run away.

"It's too late for you now!"

Austin laughed loudly as he concentrated.

Whoosh!

A faint sword light appeared before the superior elder, aiming at his head and releasing a terrifying aura.

"Fuck off!"

the superior elder roared.

Swish!

Eighty-one swords rushed out of his body, each of which was a chaotic magic treasure.

These swords were connected to each other and formed a mysterious sword array.

They shifted from tto time, sometimes arranged in a row, sometimes in the shape of a fan, and sometimes in a circle.

They went forward to meet the plain sword light.

The superior elder took this opportunity and changed direction as he ran.

He knew that he couldn't defeat this powerful young man. He only hoped that the sword array could buy him stime.

But he didn't expect it to be useless.

Austin's plain sword light penetrated the seemingly powerful sword array easily, as if it were nothing more than a thin piece of

paper.

It caught up with the superior elder in an instant.

Crack!

Crack!

It cut off the superior elder's limbs in two sharp swipes.

"Aaaaaahhh!"

the elder screamed in pain.

"Stop it!"

Winslow's eyes were wide as saucers as he stared, horrified, at this scene in the distance. He wanted to make his way to the elder

and help him.

"Sect leader, let's run away!

We can't waste our there.

If we do, our sect will be annihilated!

Even if the three of us fight together, we won't be a match for him.

And the Purple Sword Sect will be doomed if we all die here today!

We cannot destroy the long-established Purple Sword Sect.

Let's take this opportunity and escape.

Conserve our strength first, and then we will find a way to deal with this brat,"

another superior elder tried to persuade Winslow.

Winslow wasn't convinced, but he could do nothing.

He knew that what the superior elder was saying was true.

"Let's go!"

he finally said, gritting his teeth and turning around to run in the opposite direction as fast as he could.

The superior elder followed him into the distance.

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