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Chapter 1263: The End
Crush
In the sky, numerous gazes gathered on Qin Yichen.
The faces of the dozen Saint level experts were filled with rage. Clearly, they were infuriated by Qin Yichen's arrogance.
Even if Qin Yichen's reputation was far from what they could compare with, in their eyes, no matter how great the latter's reputation was or how strong his background was, in the end, he was just a junior in the Venerable Realm. At best, he was just a slightly stronger ant.
Although the latter had an overwhelming battle record, no one had ever heard of him contending against a Martial Sage.
After all, there was an insurmountable gap between the Revered Rank and the Saint Rank!
"Are you guys coming at me together, or one by one?"
However, before the Martial Saints could reprimand him, a provocative voice rang out from Qin Yichen's mouth.
"Hua!"
An uproar broke out in the sky as soon as these words were spoken. The Martial Saints stared at Qin Yichen with strange looks on their faces.
They really could not understand where a mere Honorable Realm brat got the courage to say such words to them.
Did he think that these Martial Saints who had come knocking on his door would be afraid of his identity?
"It seems that some false reputation has made this junior forget himself."
"Haha, with such an attitude, I'm really curious as to how he managed to survive until today."
"Ignorant junior!"
Cold snorts echoed across the sky as powerful Saint level auras locked onto Qin Yichen.
In the sky above Cloud Spirit City, Ling Lao's expression slightly changed because of Qin Yichen's arrogant words. However, after their brief interaction over the past few days, he knew that the latter was not a reckless person. Since he had said such words, he likely had his own plans.
However, there were more than ten Martial Saints in front of him!
Faced with such power, even he, a mid-level Martial Saint, could only temporarily avoid it.
"Haha, in this day and age, any idiot can survive."
Amidst the hubbub, the Saint-level youth at the front, whose face was already very gloomy, was now much colder. He stared coldly at Qin Yichen, and his cold voice slowly sounded.
As this ice-cold voice was emitted, a dense killing intent that caused one's skin to turn cold quietly spread out.
"I alone am enough to deal with a junior who doesn't live up to his reputation!"
Behind this youth, a middle-aged man who looked about thirty years old coldly snorted and stepped forward.
"Swoosh!"
As the cold snort sounded out, a ferocious look suddenly appeared on the middle-aged man's face. In the next instant, he took a step forward and mysteriously disappeared.
"Be careful!"
Old Ling's expression suddenly changed the moment the middle-aged man's figure disappeared. He could not be bothered about anything else as he directly reminded Old Ling.
"Swoosh!"
Qin Yichen's figure stood in mid-air. His Mental Energy had already spread out. Then, his eyes slightly narrowed as his body suddenly floated back an inch.
"Swoosh!"
Just as Qin Yichen's figure retreated, a palm that was filled with vigorous True Energy swiftly chopped down on his previous position like a sharp knife. Wherever the palm wind passed, a strand of Qin Yichen's hair was cut off.
"Humph!"
After his palm missed, the middle-aged man's figure appeared in a flash. With a cold snort, his arm shook and his palm changed from a chopping motion to a cutting motion. It transformed into a knife hand and slashed towards Qin Yichen's throat.
Just as the knife hand was about to land on Qin Yichen's throat, the middle-aged man suddenly stretched out his hand. There was a faint golden glow surging on his palm. Soon after, he violently grabbed the incoming palm.
"Buzz …"
The formidable force continuously eroded Qin Yichen's palm. Surprisingly, as the golden glow flickered, Qin Yichen's palm was not instantly chopped off. There was not even a trace of blood. Instead, it was able to resist the formidable force.
In fact, a tyrannical power was even trying to corrode that palm.
"Humph, you want to stop me with this level of strength?"
The Martial Sage's eyes narrowed slightly. Soon after, he sneered. A wave of vigorous and berserk True Energy frantically whizzed out from his body.
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In terms of the density of vital essence, there was still a gap between Qin Yichen and such a Saint level expert. Under the impact of this vigorous True Energy, his palm became slightly numb and he was forced back.
"Boom!"
Immediately after, Qin Yichen's fist smashed against the True Energy that was explosively shooting towards him. Borrowing the force of the impact, his body floated backwards.
"What? Little b * stard, where did your arrogance from earlier go? "
After being forced back with a single blow, the Martial Sage's face became even more sinister. His cold mocking voice also rang out.
Qin Yichen glanced at him, a cold light flickering in his eyes.
However, the current situation gave even him a headache. Once more than ten Martial Sages joined forces, even if he used all his trump cards, it would be difficult for him to defeat them.
"Kid, your senses are quite sharp …"
The Martial Sage stared at Qin Yichen, the corners of his mouth curling into a sinister smile. Soon after, a stern voice rang out, "However, this kind of perception is useless!"
"Boom!"
As his voice fell, a monstrous Saint aura swept out. Before Qin Yichen could retreat, the Saint aura enveloped the latter.
When they saw this scene, the corners of the mouths of the dozen or so Saint level experts curled into playful smiles.
From their point of view, Qin Yichen was already dead.
Within the Saint aura, a Martial Sage was practically a god-like existence. No matter how sharp his senses were or how fast he was, he would not be able to dodge an attack from the Saint aura!
It could be said that even if there were thousands of Martial Sages, as long as they were trapped within the Saint aura, they would be like lambs waiting to be slaughtered!
"Little b * stard, try to escape again!"
Seeing that his Saint aura had enveloped Qin Yichen, the Martial Sage's face was filled with ferocity. He took a deep breath and strolled towards Qin Yichen.
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As he threw a punch, Qin Yichen's figure was directly thrown into the air.
"Swoosh!"
Before Qin Yichen could land, his figure flashed and appeared above Qin Yichen like a ghost.
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In this pervasive Divine Might, this Saint level expert was like a god, easily toying with Qin Yichen, whose name had shocked tens of thousands of clans.
The latter's body was like a rubber ball that was sent flying in all directions.
What was surprising was that Qin Yichen did not suffer any injuries from the beginning to the end, even though he was in a sorry state. Not even a drop of blood could be seen on his body.
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