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Chapter 1280: Betrayal
Ruthless hand
"Boom!"
Countless explosions gathered together, and an indescribably powerful storm swept out.
Under this storm, some of the Saint level experts who were too close to the explosion let out a muffled groan. Their bodies hurriedly retreated, and only stopped when they were extremely far away from the explosion. Their eyes were filled with fear as they looked at the location of the explosion.
At this moment, under the gazes of many Saint-level powerhouses, the space was distorted as if the entire secret realm was about to be destroyed.
On the ground, there were huge cracks that stretched as far as the eye could see, like canyons!
Even they themselves didn't dare to come into contact with the all-out attack of over three hundred Saint level experts!
Dust filled the sky, but the gazes of all the Saint level experts did not relax at all as they stared intently at the center of the explosion.
Although the commotion in front of them was extremely terrifying, and they knew that if they were the ones in the center of the explosion, they would have died a long time ago. However, they did not dare to be careless towards Qin Yichen, who came from a god-tier clan and was the disciple of a supreme expert.
What's more, they had already tested the ancient armor countless times. Its astonishing defensive power was obvious to all!
Thus, even they did not dare to be certain that their combined attacks would be able to succeed and kill Chu Feng in a single strike.
"Should be dead, right? After all, this is an attack that has gathered all of our strength. Even a high-level Saint would have to avoid it, let alone a Venerable Realm junior. "
"If that guy dies, then so be it. However, the armor must be left behind."
"That armor didn't even leave a mark on it after our attacks. It should be able to survive."
"Tsk tsk. However, that junior won't be so lucky. No matter how powerful that armor is, how could a mere peak Zun Stage junior withstand the impact of that explosion?"
Voices of bewilderment rang out one after another. Evidently, no one dared to jump to conclusions about Qin Yichen's fate.
"Haha, everyone, the first to act gets the prize. Forgive me for not accompanying you to watch the show."
Gradually, the storm that was wreaking havoc in the sky finally dissipated a little. At this moment, a loud laugh sounded, and numerous figures shot out with lightning-like speed.
"That's a guy from the Wind Wolf clan!"
"And the Thunder Eagle Clan's Ying Jiutian!"
"Damn it, these guys are too fast!"
"Hurry up and snatch it. If they get it, it will be difficult to catch up!"
Anxiety flickered in the eyes of many Saint level experts as they watched those figures rush out. Soon after, they could not be bothered with anything else. All of them shot forward and rushed towards the storm that had yet to completely dissipate. It was as though they were afraid that they would not even be able to obtain a single strand of hair if they were even a little slower.
Just as they were about to make their move, a dazzling golden light suddenly flashed through the storm. In the next instant, a Martial Saint expert was beheaded before he could even reveal his body!
The hearts of the hundreds of Martial Saints shuddered at the sight of this. Their figures, which had been charging forward, froze on the spot.
Swish!
Following the death of the Saint level expert, a stream of light shot out. In a flash, it appeared several thousand meters away. Moreover, it fled into the distance at a frightening speed.
"It's that little bastard!"
"Oh my god, which clan does this guy belong to? He's still alive!"
"Is this a god-tier clan?"
Deep fear flashed across the eyes of the hundreds of Martial Saints as they stared at the figure.
Even if Qin Yichen's armor was extremely powerful, the full force attack of over three hundred Martial Saints was enough to easily destroy a Martial Saint expert!
At this moment, they truly felt a sense of fear towards Qin Yichen!
However, driven by greed and hatred, this kind of fear did not cause them to stop. Instead, they continued to chase after the figure that was quickly flying away as usual.
They knew that even if Qin Yichen was not dead, he must have suffered serious injuries. Otherwise, he could have just stood there and fought with them!
The reality of the situation was more or less as they had guessed.
At this time, Qin Yichen's condition was also extremely bad. Although he had the protection of the Myriad Tao Divine Armor, the violent storm just now still gave him a lot of injuries.
His Supreme Tyrant Body had reached the peak of the initial stage. Even an ordinary Martial Saint could not compare to it. If not for this, he would have been crushed by the raging storm!
Although Qin Yichen had escaped, his condition was extremely bad. Fortunately, he had prepared many elixirs in Yunling City. If not for these elixirs, he would not have been able to escape.
"This is strange. If it was in the past, I would have at least been exhausted with these injuries."
However, Qin Yichen also had a lot of doubts in his heart at this time.
Although he had the support of medicinal pills, the condition of his body was already extremely bad. That storm had caused all of his internal organs to shift positions, and even many of his meridians had been ruptured.
If it were an ordinary person, they would only be waiting for death with such injuries. However, after taking a few pills, he was still able to escape quickly. This made him a little surprised.
However, Qin Yichen did not have time to think about it. He attributed it to the fact that he had been forced into a desperate situation and had suddenly exploded.
He did not realize that when his body was in such a bad condition, the strange light in his blood had quietly spread out and surged through his body along with his blood.
Those strange lights, like small suns, sprinkled a little light wherever they passed. This kind of light entered Qin Yichen's body, making his almost exhausted muscles, cells, and bones that had reached the limit of endurance, as if they had been blessed and did not collapse!
…
"Swoosh!"
Somewhere in the Myriad Tribes Battlefield, a figure flew across the sky like a stream of light. Occasionally, his figure would suddenly change direction and appear a few thousand meters away.
Even an ordinary Martial Saint would not be able to catch up with this speed.
What was even more shocking was that behind this figure, there were hundreds of figures gritting their teeth as they chased after him. From the fluctuations of their auras, it was not difficult to tell that all of them were Martial Saints!
The figure fleeing at the front was naturally Qin Yichen!
As he fled, the number of powerful figures chasing after him did not decrease. Instead, it increased at an alarming rate!
Clearly, in order to deal with him, the supreme experts had sent in at least a few thousand experts. Moreover, the delay at the Fire Scorpion Tribe had allowed even more Martial Saints to rush over!
"Boom! Boom! "
Under such pursuit, countless tyrannical attacks, as if regardless of the consumption, continued to bombard Qin Yichen in front of them.
Perhaps they did not hope that these attacks would be able to kill Qin Yichen. Many Martial Saints only wanted to force him to have no time to recover. If this continued, no matter how many tricks he had up his sleeve, he would eventually be worn down!
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