Chapter 5750
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It was not an exaggeration to say that the attack of a Sage was earth-shattering.
Saint Ming Yang casually slapped his palm towards the Lord of the Black God Ridge. His Sage Dao Energy erupted and his Dao aura was mighty, breaking the Lord of the Black God Ridge's sharp blade.
There was no suspense. After all, Saint Ming Yang was a veteran Sage, and he had attained Dao much longer than the Lord of the Black God Ridge.
In Saint Ming Yang's eyes, the Lord of the Black God Ridge was merely a new Sage. At most, he was a little stronger than an ant, and he could easily slap him to death.
Saint Ming Yang also knew how to act tough, and he maintained the demeanor of an expert. He casually slapped the Lord of the Black God Ridge into the ground.
A loud sound was heard from the ground.
He stood in the void with his left hand behind his back. He raised his head and looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle. He was calm, and he vividly portrayed the image of an exceptional expert.
"A Sage cannot be humiliated!"
Saint Ming Yang said proudly.
"Lord …"
The 12 bandits who retreated to the side almost peed their pants when they saw this scene. This Saint Ming Yang was too strong, and they were dead for sure this time.
"An expert … There's still an expert …"
Ku Mei and the bandits looked towards the expert on the back of the Horned Fire Tiger.
A light snoring sound was heard. The expert was actually sleeping.
The 12 bandits were dumbfounded.
An expert was indeed an expert. He could still sleep at this time.
Everyone had pinned their hopes on Gu Fei, but no one expected Gu Fei to actually fall asleep. This made everyone dumbfounded.
"Master …"
Wang Zhan was completely dumbfounded. His master was really too weird.
"We don't understand the world of an expert!"
Fatty and the rest were petrified.
"Huh?"
In the sky, Saint Ming Yang stared at the black-robed youth on the Horned Fire Tiger. A cold light flashed in his eyes. This person actually dared to look down on him. He deserved to die.
At this moment, Saint Ming Yang seemed to have transformed into a supreme ruler. The life and death of everyone here were in his hands.
This feeling of controlling everything and killing decisively gave him a sense of achievement.
In fact, he was really arrogant, and very arrogant at that. He had already forgotten that he used to be one of the weaklings in front of him.
Saint Ming Yang, who had forgotten his original intentions, had unknowingly lived like the people he hated before he attained the Dao.
"A mere ant dares to look down on a giant dragon in the sky? How sad!"
Saint Ming Yang sighed and shook his head before waving his hand again.
A crimson blade of light immediately appeared in front of him and directly slashed at Gu Fei below.
A blazing aura spread out. This was Saint Ming Yang's Flame Blade. Although it was a casual slash, the blade light seemed to have split the void. In an instant, it slashed towards the top of Gu Fei's head.
At this moment, Gu Fei was still snoring, and even the Horned Flaming Tiger beneath him had raised its head and rolled its eyes at Saint Ming Yang who was in the sky.
In the eyes of the Horned Fire Tiger, that fellow in the sky was probably a fool. He actually had no discernment at all.
After all, everyone had knelt in front of the Saint's might. Only the Horned Fire Tiger and Gu Fei, who was sitting on the Flame Throne on the back of the Horned Fire Tiger, did not kneel.
This already explained the problem.
This Saint Ming Yang actually overlooked this point. He really thought that Gu Fei, who was qualified to ride the Horned Fire Tiger, was a Godly State cultivator. Would a real Godly State cultivator be qualified to ride the best mount in the team?
Everyone was staring at Saint Ming Yang's attack.
"He actually dared to attack an expert …"
"Is this guy in such a hurry to die?!"
In the distant sky, Elder Meng He of the Heavenly Martial Holy Land and the three heirs of the Ten Thousand Gods Sect were dumbfounded. Saint Ming Yang was really amazing.
However, in front of an expert, the more amazing a person was, the more miserable he would be.
Everyone on Dongyue and Xue 'er's side had pinned their hopes on Gu Fei. They were all extremely nervous. If Gu Fei could not stop Saint Ming Yang, then they would all have to receive a bento box.
In front of a Saint like Saint Ming Yang, if he wanted to give you a bento box, how would you dare not accept it? You have to accept it even if you don't want to!
What made everyone dumbfounded was that when Saint Ming Yang made his move, Gu Fei was still sleeping.
The moment the blade descended from the sky and was about to hit Gu Fei, everyone was so nervous that their hearts almost jumped out of their chests.
However, in the next moment, everyone was dumbfounded. Because the extremely sharp blade of light suddenly disappeared when it was less than three meters away from Gu Fei.
It suddenly disappeared, extremely abrupt.
It was as if the blade of light that Saint Ming Yang shot out had never appeared.
"This …"
Fatty, who was hiding behind Gu Fei and the Horned Fire Tiger, rubbed his eyes hard.
The twelve bandits, Dongyue and Xue 'er, as well as Wang Zhan and the others, were so shocked that their mouths were wide open. It was unbelievable, unimaginable, it was simply a miracle!
After all, Saint Ming Yang was a veteran Saint. Every move he made contained great power. Even a giant mountain would turn into dust with a casual attack.
However, his attack was actually nullified.
"You dare to act weak in front of me?"
"Quickly tell me your name."
Saint Ming Yang was furious. He glared at the black-robed youth on the throne formed by the power of fire.
Gu Fei did not react at all.
"Preposterous!"
Saint Ming Yang was furious. This guy actually dared to underestimate him.
Gu Fei's indifference completely enraged Saint Ming Yang.
Boom!
A ball of sun-like divine light emerged from his hand.
Without hesitation, he threw the ball of divine light in his hand at Gu Fei.
"Rumble …"
The ball of divine light turned into a giant fireball. It was as terrifying as a real sun falling from the sky. The vast and mighty power of fire was so strong that the surrounding void was distorted by the heat.
This attack was earth-shattering. It was many times more powerful than the attack that slammed the Lord of the Black God Ridge into the ground.
Saint Ming Yang was truly enraged.
If the fireball falling from the sky really exploded, everyone present would be burned to ashes in an instant. The entire mountain would be engulfed in divine fire.
Once a Saint was enraged, the people would be plunged into misery and suffering!
This was also the reason why the big shots of the sage realm rarely fought against each other. It was because their destructive power was too strong.
Everyone felt a shocking wave of heat sweeping towards them. It was as if the blood in their bodies was about to be ignited.
Everyone in the vicinity immediately fled as fast as they could.
A battle of this level would affect a large area.
Dongyue Xue 'er's subordinates had long hidden in the nearby mountains.
Only those above the Heaven Realm dared to watch the battle nearby.
This was because they knew that no one could escape from a veteran Saint Stage expert like Saint Ming Yang.
Then, everyone who was watching the battle was once again stunned by the scene in front of them.
The fireball falling from the sky like a sun actually disappeared when it was about ten feet away from Gu Fei. It disappeared without a sound.
Such an earth-shattering attack was dispelled once again.
What made Saint Ming Yang's scalp numb was that he did not see how his opponent dispelled his attack. To be more precise, he did not know who was the one who did it.
This scared the hell out of Saint Ming Yang.
"Which senior is joking with me?"
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