"How is that possible?"

"This is absolutely impossible!"

"Just kidding!"

"Just use two fingers..."

...

In Tiansheng City, a group of disciples and elders of Tiansheng Sect saw the scene reflected on the light curtain in front of them, and were stunned and disbelief.

The powerful black sword Death God, the peerless sword that Ye Xingchen had slashed with all his strength, was actually pinched by Ye Xingchen with two fingers. This scene was so terrifying.

The entire Tiansheng Sect suddenly fell into dead silence, and it was extremely quiet, and it was almost a slightest drop.

Everyone seemed to have been choked, with their mouths wide open and their eyes wide open, unable to speak.

"He...is he a saint?"

After a long time, a disciple from the Tiansheng Sect asked with a nervous look on his face.

In his eyes, only those legendary saints who can have such strength.

After all, the Black Sword Death God is already a strong man at the peak of the Grand Marshal, and is only half a step away from becoming a saint.

Who else can besides the saint who can easily clamp the black sword and the god of death with two fingers?

"It cannot be a saint. If it is a saint, our saints from the Tiansheng Gate will not sit idly by." Someone immediately retorted.

When the sect leader of the Tiansheng Sect heard this, he couldn't help but look bitter. The sages of their Tiansheng Sect were so scared that they didn't dare to go out, but he didn't dare to say it.

Otherwise, the whole Tiansheng Gate's hearts will be dispersed.

Of course, from the realm of the Heavenly Saint Sect Master, it can be seen that the person outside was not a saint at all, but a half-saint.

However, there is no difference between a half-saint and a saint. As long as the half-saint is willing, you can enter the realm of a saint at any time and become a little saint.

But except for some princes in the Kingdom of God and the geniuses of the Divine Cult, who is so stupid that he can suppress his cultivation and not break through to become a saint?

That is a saint. How many people dream of is that there are people who forcefully suppress their cultivation? They are simply idiots. The leader of the Tiansheng Sect looks envious and jealous.

But he didn't know that Ye Xingchen had embarked on the ultimate path. Even if he became a semi-saint, he could not become a saint unless his body became a saint.

...

"You...you are a semi-saint!"

Outside Tiansheng City, the Black Knife Death God looked at the shattered Black Knife, his face was filled with shock and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Ye Xingchen walked step by step, carrying one hand behind him, and holding his claws in the other hand, exploring the Black Knife God of Death.

"good!"

The cold words, like the ruling of the god of death, made the Black Knife's heart burst.

"Boom!" The Black Knife Death God quickly retreated and wanted to escape into Tiansheng City. After all, he didn't have the courage to face a half-saint, which was simply a gamble to seek death.

However, Ye Xingchen's big hand covered the sky and the sun, almost covering the entire sky, covering the world.

"Dark Demon Sword!"

The Black Knife God of Death roared, and a terrible aura burst out from his body. A hot golden flame burned from him. It was him burning his divine power.

In the state of burning divine power, the Black Knife God of Death burst out with an infinite power close to the semi-saint. He slashed out with a peak, trying to cut Ye Xingchen's huge palm.

"boom!"

A loud bang shook the sky and the earth.

Although he lost the black sword in his hand, the Black Sword Death God regarded himself as a peerless magic knife, showing his astonishing power, and his unparalleled sharpness shattered the space.

The Black Sword Death God transformed into a peerless magic sword, tearing apart layers of voids, breaking through the constraints of time and space, and slashing towards the huge palm that was about to fall in the sky.

On the huge light curtain in Tiansheng City, all the disciples and elders of Tiansheng Sect were also watching this scene with concern.

They all hope that the Black Sword Death God can escape. After all, the Black Sword Death God has the potential to become a saint, so they can't just die.

However, their prayers failed because the huge palm that landed from the sky was not something that the Black Knife Death could break through.

"Boom!"

Only a series of loud noises were heard, and the light curtain in Tiansheng City was replaced by dazzling light, and I couldn't see clearly what was happening outside the city.

Only the leader of the Tiansheng Sect saw the shocking scene outside the city through the city protection formation.

The powerful black sword Death God, under Ye Xingchen's huge palm suppression, had no chance to resist. He was crushed to pieces and did not even fall into pieces of flesh and blood.

The leader of the Tiansheng Sect couldn't help but tremble. The power of the semi-saint made him frightened, which was comparable to a saint.

In fact, he misunderstood that some early-stage semi-saints did not have this power. After all, the Black Sword Death God after burning divine power was very strong. Even some early-stage semi-saints would take some effort to solve him.

However, he was facing Ye Xingchen.

Ye Xingchen is an existence that surpasses the peak semi-saint and is infinitely close to the realm of a saint. His palm with his chaotic body can severely damage a semi-saint. Of course, it is not something that the black sword god of death at the level of the great marshal can withstand.

"Don't arrange for someone to go out, just let him set up a formation outside." Suddenly, a familiar voice came.

The leader of the Tiansheng Sect was sad. This was the saint of the Tiansheng Sect sending him a message, but in this way, how could he face the disciples of the Tiansheng Sect who were full of expectations and many elders.

He could not tell those disciples, the elders, that our saints of Tiansheng Sect are now scared by the enemy and dare not go out. Our Tiansheng Sect has reached the critical moment of life and death.

After saying this, the hearts of the Tiansheng Sect completely dispersed. I am afraid that before the enemy takes action, his disciples and elders will probably be scared to escape from the Tiansheng Sect.

No matter how loyal they are to the sect, they will not die with them. After all, not everyone is loyal to them.

Not to mention the Tiansheng Sect, even if it is replaced by the Butian Sect, it is impossible for everyone to be loyal to the sect.

"Hey, what's going on with the Tiansheng Sect? I've provoked them so much that I didn't even send a saint out?"

Outside Tiansheng City, Ye Xingchen, who had just dealt with the Black Sword Death God, was looking at Tiansheng City not far away with confusion.

He was preparing to deal with the upcoming saint of the Tiansheng Sect, but the other party was slow to come and there was no movement at all.

This made Ye Xingchen feel a little unusual.

"With my strength, as long as the saints of the Tiansheng Sect are not idiots, I know that I am not something that the great marshals can deal with. They must send saints to deal with me."

Ye Xingchen pondered.

He felt strange and confused in his heart.

The Tiansheng Sect had no reason to tolerate him. After all, he killed a great marshal of the Tiansheng Sect and a peak powerful man from the Tiansheng Sect in front of them.

When did Tiansheng Sect become so tolerant?

This does not match their identity and personality.

Unable to understand why, Ye Xingchen had to continue to arrange the formation and try to arrange four saint-level attack formations before the Featherless Chicken arrives.

As for whether the Tiansheng Sect will have any conspiracies, Ye Xingchen doesn't care. He is confident that he can escape easily even when facing a saint.
Chapter completed!