Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

Chapter 1213: Chapter 1199: Suppression by Force

"Do the Martial Clan people who admire martial arts bully the weak like this?"

Xiao Yi’s voice abruptly came from the void, his figure instantly appearing between Zhao Heng and Fang Qingyun.

Hands resting behind his back.

He met Zhao Heng’s gaze, without the slightest ounce of fear.

Their gazes collided in the void like something tangible, exploding with a crackling sound. The terrifying confrontation created a terrifying whirlwind, the dust and rubble on the ground trembled and jumped, then exploded, transforming into a cloud of dust swirling into the sky.

In this area, a vacuum zone was forcibly created.

Zhao Heng squinted his eyes to survey Xiao Yi, asking in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

He sensed a fearsome power on Xiao Yi.

This power was definitely not weaker than his, perhaps even greater, making Zhao Heng hesitant to act impulsively.

"Take a guess!"

Xiao Yi glanced at him and then turned to support Fang Qingyun.

Though Fang Qingyun was also a strong figure in the Sacred Venerate Realm, the essence of the Tiance Clan’s power lies in the art of calculation. In the art of combat, they are scarcely better than ordinary people of the same cultivation realm.

Zhao Heng was not only a master of horizontal refining but was born for battle as a Martial Clan warrior.

Fang Qingyun was naturally not his match.

In their recent encounter...

Fang Qingyun’s martial foundation was nearly shattered by Zhao Heng!

Xiao Yi’s words about Zhao Heng’s bullying weren’t wrong after all!

"Senior, are you alright?" Xiao Yi asked.

Fang Qingyun shook his head, with a hint of doubt on his pale face, he asked, "Young man, you are..."

Xiao Yi said, "I am Xiao Yi, a friend of Fang Tianmiao!"

With these words.

Fang Qingyun’s wariness and defense towards Xiao Yi lessened by three parts. Naturally sensing the powerful strength on Xiao Yi that far surpassed his own, he realized Xiao Yi had no need to deceive him.

Fang Qingyun said solemnly, "Xiao Yi, you must be careful, dealing with Zhao Heng won’t be easy..."

"Leave it to me!"

Xiao Yi smiled, then turned to see Zhao Heng’s face, which was now livid due to being ignored by Xiao Yi, and beckoned him, "People say the Martial Clan is a natural battle race, let me witness how strong your battle race truly is!"

"As you wish!"

Zhao Heng sneered, his body enveloped in a flickering golden light.

The golden light rippled like water over his body.

Zhao Heng looked like a statue made of gold, with clearly defined muscle lines, each movement emitting terrifying energy waves.

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In an instant, Zhao Heng appeared before Xiao Yi.

With one move.

His twin fists like blazing suns, abruptly struck down.

Like two dazzling suns captured in his hands, striking down frantically while emitting a deafening buzzing sound, heading straight for Xiao Yi’s head. The fists contained destructive power, seemingly able to shatter stars billions of miles away.

Facing Zhao Heng’s descending twin fists like blazing suns, Xiao Yi raised his hands expressionlessly, reaching for the iron fists.

This scene almost made Zhao Heng burst into laughter: "Fool, I walk the path of horizontal refining of the body, my physical body is as strong as sacred weapons. You dare to catch my attack barehanded? You’re simply overestimating yourself, die!"

"Xiao Yi’s underestimating his opponent..."

Fang Qingyun’s pale face revealed deep worry, exclaiming aloud.

Zhao Heng’s attack was ruthless, with Zhao Heng’s cultivation realm of one thousand two hundred steps, using the power of heaven and earth to unleash such an attack, he thought it was impossible for Xiao Yi to withstand it!

But in the next moment...

Fang Qingyun’s worry turned into a look of shock and incredulity.

The same expression appeared on Zhao Heng’s face.

Those twin fists like blazing suns, under Xiao Yi’s seemingly weak hands, were caught, unable to move.

No matter how hard Zhao Heng tried, he couldn’t break free from Xiao Yi’s grip.

"Let go of me..."

Zhao Heng’s face twisted in anger, letting out a low roar.

"As you wish!"

Xiao Yi’s lips curled, echoing the words Zhao Heng spoke to him earlier. Almost simultaneously, the power of heaven and earth inside Xiao Yi surged out like a breached dam, expelling violently as he kicked Zhao Heng in the abdomen with a muffled thud.

A series of clashing metal sounds rang out.

Zhao Heng’s face turned livid, yet he sneered repeatedly: "Fool, I told you, I am a Sacred Venerate of the horizontal refining path, my defense is unbeatable. You cannot..."

Before the voice fell.

Zhao Heng’s expression suddenly changed.

Inside him, a sea of fury surged, a sweet taste in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"How is this possible?" Zhao Heng, his mouth full of blood, looked bewildered.

Ever since he had achieved horizontal training to the Holy Realm, no matter how strong one’s cultivation realm was compared to his, it was difficult to break through his defense.

Could it be that Xiao Yi, whom he had always disregarded, actually broke his defense?

A single kick made him spit blood?

Xiao Yi chuckled coldly, "Who gave you the courage to think your defense was invincible?"

"Impossible..."

Zhao Heng looked bewildered.

But Xiao Yi spoke no more and attacked again.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Heavy punches struck.

Flying kicks landed continuously.

He used the simplest attacks, but each one contained a vast and surging power of the world. Plus, his power of the world had been purified by the Divine Sealing Tree, making it much more formidable than the power controlled by an ordinary Sacred Venerate.

Under the frenzied assault.

Zhao Heng was like a sandbag, constantly receiving blows that his cultivation realm could not withstand.

Wow!

Puff, puff, puff...

Zhao Heng cried out miserably, wildly spitting blood.

The Martial Clan experts around were stunned, each finding it hard to believe what was happening before their eyes.

It was truly unimaginable...

Zhao Heng, who was always known for his invincible defense, how did he end up in such a situation? Meanwhile, when they looked at Xiao Yi, there was a newfound sense of fear and dread in their eyes.

"Bastard..."

Zhao Heng, disheveled and frantic, blood dripping continuously from his mouth, his face contorted and frenzied, roared hysterically, "You brat, even if you can break my defense, so what? You can’t kill me; a Sacred Venerate has a portion of their existence tied to the Heavenly Dao, you won’t be able to kill me..."

"As long as I am not dead, I will surely find the Tiance Clan’s heritage, no one can stop my Martial Clan from unifying the Mysterious Realm..."

Zhao Heng roared repeatedly.

Xiao Yi sneered, "Indeed, I can’t kill you now, but I can suppress you here. Isn’t it your intention to destroy the Tiance Clan’s heritage? I will forge you into the Formation Core, making you protect the Tiance Clan’s heritage for generations!"

"What?"

Zhao Heng’s face changed dramatically.

To turn him into the Formation Core?

To protect the Tiance Clan’s heritage?

He was sent to destroy the Tiance Clan’s heritage, but if he really became the Formation Core to protect it, he would undoubtedly become a sinner of the Martial Clan!

"No, you can’t do this, no..."

Zhao Heng’s face turned blue and white; he didn’t dare linger any longer and was about to tear through the void to escape. However, how could Xiao Yi let him leave as he wished? He extended his hands into the air.

The Divine Sealing Tree appeared behind him.

Swish!

Verdant vines, like heavenly dragons, surged into the sky, tightly entwining Zhao Heng’s body.

"No..."

Zhao Heng looked utterly desperate.

Xiao Yi, expressionless, with palms facing Star Picking Peak, roared, "Suppress him for me!"

Boom!

Countless vines shot out from the Divine Sealing Tree.

Firmly smashing Zhao Heng into Star Picking Peak, as thunderous vines turned into sharp swords, piercing through Zhao Heng’s body with swift sounds, pinning him firmly to Star Picking Peak.

At the same time, array stones shot out like meteors.

Arranging the entire Star Picking Peak into a powerful formation.

The formation connected with the heavens and the earth, taking Star Picking Peak as the formation base, using the Sacred Venerate Zhao Heng as the Formation Core.

When the formation began to operate.

The entire Star Picking Peak was shrouded in a terrifying formation.

Even if a Sacred One arrived in person, without the method to enter the formation, they couldn’t approach Star Picking Peak in the slightest...

Watching Xiao Yi, easily suppressing Zhao Heng and even transforming him into the formation’s Formation Core.

All the strong ones around Star Picking Peak.

Were utterly dumbfounded, speechless...