Peng! Peng! Peng! Peng!
As the great battle broke out, a series of deafening and terrifying roars resounded throughout the world. The aftermath of the battle between the experts from both sides swept out in a destructive manner. Many experts on the drill ground had already rushed into the void and stood in the distance, watching the great battle.
Jian Wushuang's team was powerful, but the Ice Nether Valley's team was not weak either. Many experts of the Saint Realm cooperated with each other and managed to stop Wine Master, Lady Black, the Two Immortals of Cloud and Rain, Old Weirdo Yunyang, and Chi Mei.
But Jian Wushuang and Yang Zaixuan … The Ice Nether Valley's team could not spare any experts of the Saint Realm to stop them. They could only send several Half-saints and experts at the Peak of the Yang Void Realm.
As a result, Jian Wushuang and Yang Zaixuan acted as if there was no one around.
After all, both of them had battle strength far beyond that of an ordinary expert of the Saint Realm. How could these Half-saints and experts at the Peak of the Yang Void Realm stop them?
"Second brother, I'll leave these people to you. I'll deal with Ye Chen," Jian Wushuang said coldly.
"Okay." Yang Zaixuan responded indifferently. He casually swung his blood-red saber, which turned into a blood-red Flowing Light. It instantly swept past a Half-saint and killed him.
"Ye Chen."
Jian Wushuang gathered the power of wind and thunder. His body turned into a flash of lightning in the Void, and he instantly appeared in front of Ye Chen. A shocking Sword Essence suddenly oppressed Ye Chen, and his voice spread out.
"Young Valley Master of the Ice Nether Valley, Young Master Saint. Do you dare to fight with me?"
Ye Chen also looked at Jian Wushuang. He could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and directly burst out.
"Bastard!"
"It's all because of this bastard!"
Ye Chen's eyes were cold, and his face was distorted.
Everything had been going according to plan. But because of Jian Wushuang's appearance, the wedding was ruined and his true colors were exposed. The image he had always created as Young Master Saint was completely destroyed.
From now on, when the experts of the Nanyang Continent mentioned Young Master Saint, they would treat him as a joke.
And all of this was all because of Jian Wushuang.
A cold killing intent also rose from Ye Chen's body, and a light golden long spear appeared in his hand. This long spear was very powerful, and was clearly a powerful divine weapon.
"You, damn you!"
Ye Chen coldly stared at Jian Wushuang, and his figure suddenly shot out.
Boom!
The pale golden spear thrust forward, and a tyrannical power erupted like a volcanic eruption, causing an ear-piercing roar to resound in the void.
This scene made many experts who were watching the battle exclaim in admiration.
Young Master Saint Ye Chen, his reputation was not only because of his pretentious temperament, but also because of his strength.
Although his Cultivation of Spiritual Power was only at the Peak of the Yang Void Realm, he had once fought with a real expert of the Saint Realm.
His talent was top-notch in the entire Nanyang Continent.
At this moment, Ye Chen's spear attack had already reached the threshold of the Saint Realm.
However, in the face of the spear, Jian Wushuang smiled and casually slashed out with his Purple Sword.
It was indeed a very casual sword strike, but when this sword strike collided with the spear that was thrusting towards him, the spear that was thrusting towards him …
Bang!
An intense collision sound rang out as Ye Chen's pupils abruptly shrank. Soon after, under countless shocked gazes, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body was like a cannonball as he explosively retreated.
It was just a face-to-face encounter.
Moreover, Jian Wushuang's casual sword strike had directly crushed Ye Chen.
And Jian Wushuang's Cultivation of Spiritual Power was only at the Peak of the Yang Void Realm.
"How could this be?"
Ye Chen barely steadied himself and raised his head to look at Jian Wushuang. His eyes were filled with astonishment.
He, Young Master Saint Ye Chen, was one of the top geniuses in the Nanyang Continent. But now, his opponent, who was also at the Peak of the Yang Void Realm, had defeated him with a casual move and severely injured him.
What did this mean?
Whoosh!
A bolt of lightning struck and arrived in front of him in an instant. It was less than a meter away from him.
Jian Wushuang stared at Ye Chen with his Long Sword in one hand and a mocking smile appeared on his face. "Young Master Saint, your strength is only at this level?"
"You, you …" Ye Chen looked at Jian Wushuang in astonishment.
Jian Wushuang's eyes flashed with disdain, and then he slashed out with his sword again.
Ye Chen hurriedly raised his long spear and tried to resist.
Bang!
The terrible power hit Ye Chen's long spear. Ye Chen only felt an unprecedented force pass through his body, which made his Qi and blood tumble. He spat out a mouthful of blood again, and at the same time, his body was smashed to the ground below.
This scene caused many of the spectating experts to be flabbergasted.
They had never thought that Young Master Saint, Ye Chen, would be so powerless in the hands of an expert at the same level as him.
Yes, there was no room for resistance at all. The gap between their strengths was too big.
In the Holy Roman Palace's camp, the stocky old man had been staring at Jian Wushuang from beginning to end. When he saw Jian Wushuang's Wind and Thunder Power, his pupils suddenly shrank.
"That is … Wrath of Gale and Thunder?"
As one of the superior second-grade manuals in the Holy Roman Palace, the stocky old man certainly recognized it.
"They are both at the Peak of the Yang Void Realm, but he is so much stronger than Young Master Saint. Moreover, he has the World Origin and the Slaughter Origin …"
"Jian Wushuang!"
"It can't be wrong. He is indeed Jian Wushuang!"
Thinking of this, the stocky old man's eyes immediately burst out a terrifying light.
On the Drill Ground, Ye Chen, who had been smashed into the deep pit, struggled to stand up. Lightning flashed, and Jian Wushuang appeared in front of him again. This time, Jian Wushuang clenched his left hand into a fist and directly punched toward Ye Chen's abdomen with a vast power.
It was so fast that Ye Chen had no time to resist.
Bang!
A deep sound rang out, and Ye Chen spat out blood for the third time. At the same time, his face suddenly turned pale.
"Dantian, my Dantian?" Ye Chen felt as if he had been struck by hundreds of millions of lightning bolts.
After Jian Wushuang destroyed Ye Chen's Dantian, he casually swung his hand and slapped Ye Chen's body. Ye Chen was thrown dozens of meters away like a dead dog before finally stopping on the Drill Ground.
After doing all this, Jian Wushuang raised his head and looked at Su Rou, who was fighting with Feng Daoyang in the void nearby.
His cold voice also echoed between heaven and earth.
"Fourth Brother, I'll leave this person to you. You can kill him however you want!"
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