Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 640 - 639 Little Turtle Saves a Life

Chapter 640: Chapter 639 Little Turtle Saves a Life

Su Yang also let out a quiet sigh of relief, as the others did not know the situation just now.

When that slash came at him, Su Yang felt terrified as well. He knew that if he took the hit head-on with his current condition, he would definitely be gravely injured.

However, he had no way to evade it. As he watched the blade descend toward his chest, to his surprise, it did not strike Su Yang but instead hit the Little Turtle in Su Yang’s pocket.

The Little Turtle was fast asleep in Su Yang’s pocket, snoring away when the blade struck right on its shell.

The immense power stopped abruptly and failed to harm Su Yang in the slightest, as though it had all been blocked by the Little Turtle’s shell.

Su Yang was startled; a hit like that could have killed the little critter instantly.

He hastily took out the little one, only to find that it was acting as if nothing happened, wobbling out its head. With its small eyes half-closed, it clearly appeared to be disturbed from a pleasant dream. Seeing its buoyant demeanor, there was not the slightest sign of injury!

This situation allowed Su Yang to breathe a sigh of relief, while simultaneously being shocked to the core.

If Su Yang had taken the strike himself, he definitely wouldn’t have been able to withstand it.

And yet, the little one, having taken that hit, seemed completely unharmed.

Su Yang examined its shell closely; not even a white mark was to be found, as if it had not suffered any impact at all.

This revelation astonished Su Yang even more; just how tough was the little one’s shell for it to withstand such an attack?

Su Yang had no doubt that the strike from the Thirteen Eagles the moment before was almost enough to challenge a Terrestrial Immortal.

The Little Turtle’s shell, having resisted such a heaven-defying strike without a scratch—what kind of material was it?

Amidst his amazement, Su Yang also let out a gentle breath. This time, he had truly escaped death by a hair’s breadth.

Pocketing the little one in another pocket, Su Yang walked out slowly.

"Lian Family’s Thirteen Hawks, truly worthy of their reputation!" Su Yang said coldly, "Thirteen people joining forces, not only fusing their strength, but also mobilizing the power of heaven and earth for their own use. Indeed befitting of those personally trained by a Terrestrial Immortal, quite the eye-opener for me!"

Having taken that strike, Su Yang knew that in the instant of the collision, the Thirteen Eagles also shook the power of heaven and earth. Consequently, the thirteen swords fused into one, with a force that was several times the sum of their strength, because it contained the power of heaven and earth!

When facing the Lian Family’s Thirteen Hawks alone, Su Yang was not afraid. However, with the added power of heaven and earth, Su Yang was no match.

"Now you know how formidable my Lian Family’s Thirteen Hawks are?" Lian Qianjun said coldly, "It’s a pity, too late. Mister Su, you’re lucky, not dying from that first slash. I want to see how many more you can withstand!"

"Kill!" Big Eagle shouted again angrily, once more delivering a slash head-on.

The other twelve people made their moves one after another, with the same techniques and swordplay as before, all targeting Su Yang.

This time, Su Yang did not wait any longer; he leaped into the air, both hands striking out at two sword lights in the sky.

The moment his fists collided with the two sword lights, something unexpected happened. The clashing of Su Yang’s power caused a rapid change in the trajectory of the two sword lights, and the directions of the other eleven swords changed accordingly.

The situation with the thirteen swords colliding in a chain and then changing direction to fuse together reoccurred.

Only this time, the thirteen swords fused with the two that Su Yang had countered, changing direction to strike at Su Yang.

Su Yang realized that these thirteen swords sealed off all his escape routes. Regardless of which sword Su Yang touched, the pathways of the other twelve swords would quickly adjust and then fuse with the one he had touched to strike at him.

Therefore, as long as Su Yang was within the range of these thirteen swords, thinking of breaking out was completely impossible.

However, Su Yang had long been prepared. As the thirteen swords fused together, a Shadow Phantom rose directly behind him, opening its dominating eyes and swallowing the sword light in its mouth.

Devouring the Heavens!

Having once devoured the attack of the Sect-Protecting Great Formation of the River God Sect, this time, devouring the combined strike of the Thirteen Eagles felt somewhat easier.

It should be known that the Sect-Protecting Great Formation of the River God Sect was not set up by the sect itself nor the Divine Farmer Sect, but by the Terrestrial Immortal who had eliminated the Divine Farmer Sect.

Such a powerful Sect-Protecting Great Formation naturally possessed much more strength than the combined attack of the Thirteen Eagles!

Even so, absorbing such a force still proved too much for Su Yang to bear. Without waiting for the Thirteen Eagles to strike again, Su Yang swiftly countered with a palm strike, sending most of the absorbed power back at them.

Facing such a counterattack, the Thirteen Eagles were also taken by surprise.

"Defend!" Big Eagle cried out sharply, and the Thirteen Eagles quickly drew their swords, slashing out a net of sword strikes in the air.

The sword net rapidly fused together, just like before, drawing upon the power of heaven and earth, colliding with Su Yang’s returning strike.

With a booming sound, both sides dissipated into nothingness.

This time, the Thirteen Eagles did not dare to be careless anymore, their gazes filled with solemnity as they looked at Su Yang.

In fact, Su Yang himself was also frustrated. Although Devouring the Heavens was formidable, the power it devoured was so immense that it was damaging his own meridians.

This act of devouring had already injured Su Yang’s meridians. If this were to happen a few more times, Su Yang would surely not be able to withstand it.

Taking a deep breath, Su Yang suddenly raised his hand and shouted, "Lend me a sword to use!"

Before Su Yang’s voice had even faded, a longsword flew out from the crowd, landing directly in Su Yang’s hand.

"Hey, that’s my sword!" came a cry of protest from within the crowd, as one man expressed his frustration.

"Lend it to me for a moment!" Su Yang said matter-of-factly.

"I... I’d rather not lend it..." the man muttered, but he didn’t dare to go over and snatch it back, for Su Yang was too imposing.

Standing with the sword in hand, Su Yang spoke coldly, "I have taken two of your moves. Now, it’s your turn to take one of mine!"

Without waiting for the Lian Family’s Thirteen Hawks to respond, Su Yang leaped into action, his longsword swiftly slicing towards the Thirteen Eagles.

As Su Yang made his move, the dark clouds above his head grew even more ominous.

As the longsword was brought down, several bolts of thunder descended from the clouds, heading straight for the Thirteen Eagles.

Amidst the thunder, Su Yang advanced with his sword, as if a Sword Immortal descending from beyond the heavens, instilling fear into the hearts of the observers.

The Lian Family’s Thirteen Hawks also changed complexion drastically, and Big Eagle roared, "Defend!"

Just like before, the Thirteen Eagles formed a net once again for defense.

They blocked Su Yang’s strike and also the thunder that fell from the sky.

However, Su Yang did not retreat; instead, he forcefully pressed his longsword into the sword net.

The Thirteen Eagles sneered coldly; this sword net was impenetrable.

Su Yang’s longsword was forcibly shattered, but at that moment, the hundreds of broken pieces of metal sprang up, transforming into hundreds of small swords, thrusting at the Lian Family’s Thirteen Hawks!