One technique to destroy all techniques, one person to suppress seven kings.
Ling Xian stood proudly in the galaxy. His sword swept across the world with unparalleled sharpness, forcing the seven powerhouses to retreat.
This was his current strength.
He could fight Pangu, he could fight Hongjun, the supreme experts who ruled over the world were no match for him at all.
The Universe Gods were dumbfounded. Even Long Wushuang, who was comparable to the Ancestor Dragon and not weaker than the Sky Demon, was in disbelief.
She finally understood why Ling Xian asked them to leave. It wasn't because he was arrogant. It was because he could indeed slaughter the entire Sacred Realm army by himself.
The Sacred Realm cultivators were also dumbfounded. They felt like they had fallen into an ice cave.
One person to defeat seven Sacred Kings, one technique to destroy the Art of Invincibility. Who could fight against such terrifying strength?
Boom!
Suppressing the seven kings, splitting open the heaven and earth with his sword, Ling Xian stood unmoving. The seven powerhouses could not get close to him and could not injure him.
This was under the situation where he used his full strength.
Sacred Kings were the kings of True Immortals. Ling Xian was the king of Sacred Kings. Compared to him, the seven powerhouses were like children wielding wooden swords. They could not harm a single hair on his body.
Dang!
The immortal sword broke the Saint Axe. One palm to destroy the world. Ling Xian remained unmoving. He was calm and at ease.
It was as if his opponents were not seven powerhouses, but seven gusts of wind. They could only make his sleeves flutter and his black hair dance.
Boom!
One thought to form thousands of bodies, one body to form thousands of swords. Mysterious Yellow Immortal King used his full strength. The stars shattered and worlds crumbled.
Green lotuses swayed. Laws of Dao destroyed the world. Daoless Immortal King sealed all eight directions with a single thought and stopped time and space.
The remaining five powerhouses all made their moves. All of them used undefeatable techniques that could kill immortals and gods.
Everyone was shocked. They quickly retreated and did not dare to get close.
The full strength of seven undefeatable beings could even change the expression of a Heavenly Venerable. Even if it was just a ripple, it was not something a Divine Ancestor God could defend against.
However, Ling Xian was still calm and collected.
He was the king of the Sacred Kings. The Art of Destruction was also an undefeatable technique. Even if the seven powerhouses sacrificed their lives, they could not injure him.
Boom!
Qian Qiu's sword swept across and the seven rulers suppressed. Ling Xian used his most powerful stance. The seven rulers had blood dripping from their mouths as they retreated for hundreds of meters.
The Black-Robed Saint King, in particular, coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, and his body was torn apart.
Ling Xian was simply too strong. He who had surpassed two unparalleled heavenly venerables, even with the addition of Immortal King Ao Tian, they still wouldn't be his match.
"Cough cough, he … How can he be so strong?" The black-robed Saint King's face was pale and his pride shattered.
Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that he, who was invincible in the myriad of worlds, would be beaten up so badly. Moreover, it was under the circumstances that he had joined forces with six supreme powerhouses.
The invincible belief of the Black Yellow Immortal King and the others was also shattered.
The alliance of the seven powerhouses could not even touch a hair on Ling Xian's head. This was without a doubt, a huge humiliation.
"My enemy is not you, it is the heavens of the Holy Realm." Ling Xian's expression was emotionless. What he was implying was that the seven rulers were not worthy of being his opponent.
This made the seven of them unable to restrain their anger. The sacred ancestors and divine spirits were also filled with killing intent. However, no one could say anything.
The reality was right before their eyes. Ling Xian had left them far behind. They truly did not have the right to be his opponent.
"Every single one of your hands is stained with the blood of the universe's living beings. You deserve to die." Ling Xian's expression was cold. One slash of his sword tore through the sky.
Immediately, screams of agony filled the air as fresh blood dyed the galaxy red.
The Xu Clan's ancestor's soul was destroyed, and the Yu Clan's ancestor's soul was destroyed as well. They had no way of fighting back.
Other than these two, the other enlightened ones were all heavily injured. If it weren't for the seven powerhouses, Ling Xian's sword would've sent them on their way.
"So strong …"
The White-Robed Saint King's expression was ugly. After entering the sage realm, he no longer knew what fear felt like, nor did he know what powerlessness felt like.
At this moment, he tasted fear and also tasted helplessness.
The other six powerhouses felt the same way.
Ling Xian was far too terrifying. They, who had seen so much and were undefeatable, felt fear and helplessness in their hearts.
"Perhaps I will lose the last battle. But before I die, I will drag you down with me." Ling Xian's eyes flashed with coldness. He stepped forward one step and the sky shattered.
His sword opened up the road to hell, his Qi swallowed the nine heavens, his domineering aura broke the green lotuses, and his forceful immortal thunder forced the seven powerhouses back thousands of meters.
Blood sprinkled down, shocking everyone. None of the seven powerhouses were unscathed. Their flesh was a mess and they were all heavily injured.
"Showing up was a mistake …" The Heaven's Ruler of Heaven and Earth sighed. He found it hard to hide his helplessness and regret.
The other three Sky Rulers regretted it as well.
They thought Ling Xian's capabilities were at most similar to theirs. They didn't think Ling Xian would far surpass them.
Seven against one, they weren't his opponent.
If they knew this would happen, the Four Directions Sky Rulers wouldn't have shown up and the three Saint Rulers wouldn't have led their armies to invade the universe.
"More accurately speaking, it was a fatal mistake."
"The Holy Sage is busy swallowing the universe's Dao and cannot save you. I will not let you leave either."
Ling Xian's expression was cold. The scales of victory were tilting towards the Holy Sage, but that didn't stop him from sending the seven powerhouses on their way.
The three Saint Rulers' hands were stained with the blood of the universe's living beings. Dammit, the Four Directions Sky Rulers betrayed the universe. They were unforgivable.
"Defeating us is easy, but sending us on our way is impossible."
The Saint Ruler coldly glared at Ling Xian. The powerhouses' vitality was stronger than the Divine Body of Life. They could be reborn from a single drop of blood and were not so easily killed.
"Judging me by common sense, you have made another fatal mistake."
Ling Xian stepped out one step and his shadow stopped where it was. His real body appeared before the Saint Ruler. With one swing of his sword, the Saint Ruler's Axe was cut in half.
More shockingly, the Destruction of Heaven and Earth continued to destroy this person's physical body. Even though his vitality was as strong as the ocean, he could not heal.
This made the Immortal of Heaven and Earth's expression change. They knew that Ling Xian was right and that they had made another fatal mistake.
To others, powerhouses were hard to kill. But to Ling Xian, it wasn't hard.
The difference in capabilities was like the difference between clouds and mud. But to describe it as a sheep and a wolf, it wasn't an exaggeration.
Therefore, the Saint Ruler had no way of fighting back. After merely 100 breaths, his soul was destroyed.
This made the Holy Ancestor's expression turn cold. He didn't think an undefeatable Saint Ruler would be so easily killed by Ling Xian.
"It's your turn." Ling Xian's expression was cold. One sword flattened all nine levels of heaven.
In the past, when he faced the four Celestial Emperors, he did not have the slightest strength to fight back. Now, the four Celestial Emperors joined forces with three Holy Kings, but they also could not block his edge.
This was growth. Unprecedented growth.
The Ling Xian right now was the king of all immortals. If it weren't for the Heavenly Path of the Holy Realm, he would be the number one!
HOMMMM!
Fresh blood dyed the sky red. The six powerhouses gave it their all and yet they could not win against Ling Xian. They were wavering and couldn't even stand straight.
At this moment, they realized a cruel reality.
In terms of status, the six of them were on the same level as Ling Xian. But their capabilities were worlds apart. They had no right to fight against him.
If the seven of them didn't work together, they would've lost even more.
"To me, numbers mean nothing. Whether it's seven or 17, none of them can hurt me." Ling Xian spoke softly. He wasn't bluffing, he was speaking the truth.
They weren't even on the same level. It was like they were a realm apart. No matter how many people there are, they cannot make up for the difference.
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