Chapter 113: Fighting Against a Saint, I Still Overestimated You

"cut!"

Tang Chen suddenly drew his sword.

The ethereal sword chant instantly became harsh.

A flash of sword light shot through the air, heading straight for the saint's head.

"Tang Chen takes action and kills the saint with his sword!"

The crowd was stunned by this scene.

The existence of the saint stands at the pinnacle of Eastern Wilderness cultivation.

Even though Saint Yunchong is about to die, he is still a saint, a powerful person recognized by heaven and earth.

Tang Chen is only in the realm of unity.

Attacking a saint in such a state.

Throughout history, this is definitely the first time.

"You're looking for death!"

Seeing Tang Chen slashing out his sword, Saint Yun Chong was completely furious.

How can one touch the power of a saint?

This moment.

Saint Yunchong no longer cares about his juniors and seniors, he only has one thought in his mind, which is to kill Tang Chen and defend his dignity as a saint.

boom!

Saint Yun Chong raised his hand and punched.

The fist edge broke through the void and directly collided with Tang Chen's sword light.

In an instant, the world was turbulent.

The sword light and the fist were in a stalemate for a moment, but in the end they were still defeated and turned into thousands of fragments and dissipated.

Tang Chen didn't hesitate at all and immediately stretched out a finger.

"Shatter mountains and rivers with one finger!"

A huge finger of spiritual power emerged, as if it covered the sky, the earth, and the sky, as majestic as a giant pillar holding up the sky.

When the spiritual fingers collided with the fists, the momentum was even more terrifying.

A shock wave mixed with the aura of destruction swept out.

Wherever it went, the palaces were all broken into pieces.

Some disciples of the Five Thunder Sect died suddenly on the spot and turned into pieces of scarlet minced meat.

Saint Yun Chong's expression changed slightly and he took half a step back.

As for Tang Chen.

He dodged the shock wave, twisted his body, and took nine steps back.

Seeing this, the crowd was all stunned and in an uproar.

The moment Saint Yunchong took action, many people felt that Tang Chen was finished and would probably die here this time.

That is a saint!

It is definitely not an enemy that can be defeated by Guiyi Realm!

But in the end, Tang Chen caught Saint Yunchong's attack.

Saint Yunchong took half a step back for this.

This picture is shocking.

Everyone looked at Tang Chen with wide eyes, wanting to imprint Tang Chen's peerless style deep in their minds.

"How does it feel?"

Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded.

Yi Zizi, wrapped in linen clothes, appeared in front of Tang Chen.

"The saint is worthy of being a saint. Because he has mastered the power of the law, the offensive has reached another level. It took me two moves to resist it. It is really tyrannical!"

Tang Chen recalled the collision just now and replied in a solemn voice.

When the crowd heard this, their expressions froze.

No……

You said the opposite.

The tyrannical one is not the saint, but you, Tang Chen.

It would be impossible for any other Gui Yi Ninth Level cultivator, or even the Grandmaster Ninth Level cultivator, to be able to block the Saint's offensive with two moves. There would be one and only one result, and that would be to be killed in an instant.

"However, if all my cards are revealed and a life-and-death battle breaks out between the two sides, I should be able to kill this old immortal." Tang Chen added.

Suddenly, the crowd was completely petrified.

What did they hear?

Tang Chen said, can he kill Saint Yunchong?

What a joke!

But it was such a ridiculous joke that came out of Tang Chen's mouth at this moment, but everyone couldn't laugh, but they still vaguely agreed.

This thought also appeared in Yi Zuizai's mind.

He took a deep look at Tang Chen and sighed in his heart: "In the past, I used my real-person cultivation level to fight saints, and was regarded by countless people as the peak battle of sword cultivation. Now I have a hunch that this so-called peak battle will soon be over. I will be replaced by this little guy in front of me..."

"Be bold!"

"You are so bold!"

At this moment, Saint Yun Chong burst into a roar.

At this moment, his whole face was as red as a pig's liver, and he was so angry that he was already a little delirious: "You dare to talk nonsense, a kid with a yellow mouth, I am a saint, how can you kill me!"

Infinite thunder light surged from Saint Yunchong's body, his hands turned into claws, and he looked like a mad dog and killed towards Tang Chen.

"Leave this person to me!"

Yi Zizai didn't give Tang Chen a chance to take action anymore.

Although he felt that it was really possible for Tang Chen to kill Saint Yunchong.

But that's too dangerous.

The moment of life and death is completely unpredictable.

As a protector, he would not allow Tang Chen's life to be in danger.

The attack just now was the limit of the allowable range.

Clang, clang, clang, clang...

Yi Zizai drew his sword and stepped forward.

The sword light and the thunder light came into contact, and a harsh collision sound immediately erupted.

Afterwards, Yi Zizai and Saint Yunchong soared upwards and killed themselves directly into the rolling clouds.

"Is this a battle between saints?"

Tang Chen raised his head and stared at the past.

The fiery eyes are running, and every scene is clearly seen in the eyes.

He wasn't sighing.

I'm just amazed at the magic power of laws mastered by the saint.

With a wave of his hand, the void collapsed.

The sword light slashed out, and even the sky was cut into cracks.

No wonder a strong saint doesn't take action easily.

Such a collision can easily destroy a city or even an area.

"Um?"

Tang Chen suddenly frowned.

Then, he twisted his body at an inhuman angle, stretched out his right index finger, and his spiritual power was flowing mightily, like an eternal river rushing out.

Almost at the same moment.

Mo Yunlei appeared in front of Tang Chen.

He was surrounded by lightning, wearing holy gloves, and was in a fighting posture of punching with all his strength.

Bang!

The spiritual power finger came after and pressed on the tip of Mo Yunlei's fist.

An indescribable terrifying force came and shook Mo Yunlei away. The tip of his right fist was cracking with a sound of bones breaking.

The crowd noticed this and couldn't help but suck in cold air.

"Mo Yunlei just attacked by surprise and took the initiative, but in the end he was beaten by Tang Chen and retreated with broken bones?"

"What a terrible reaction speed. If it were an ordinary person, he would be thankful to be able to dodge it. Tang Chen was able to fight back."

"I now think that Tang Chen can really fight against the saint."

Countless exclamations rang out.

Hundreds of thousands of cultivators in the entire Wangbei City were all amazed at Tang Chen's terrifying strength.

Mo Yunlei barely managed to stabilize his body, with a horrified expression.

The arm he used to attack was trembling slightly, almost dislocated.

The metacarpal bones also cracked a few times.

"This boy is so powerful that we can't treat him with common sense!"

Mo Yunlei took a deep breath.

When he looked at Tang Chen again, he found that Tang Chen was also looking at him, with a pair of sword-like eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and his expression revealed a bored look: "Grandmaster Nine is only at this level, it seems that I still overestimated you, it's really disappointing!"