Fantasy: Ten consecutive draws at the beginning will make you invincible

Chapter 113: Fighting against a saint, I overestimated you

"cut!"

Tang Chen suddenly drew his sword.

The ethereal sword chant instantly became harsh.

A flash of sword light shot through the air, heading straight for the saint's head.

"Tang Chen takes action and kills the saint with his sword!"

The crowd was stunned by this scene.

The existence of the saint stands at the pinnacle of Eastern Wilderness cultivation.

Even though Saint Yunchong is dying, he is still a Saint, a powerful person recognized by heaven and earth.

Tang Chen is only in the realm of unity.

Attacking a saint in such a state.

Looking at 꿷녢, this is definitely the first time.

"You're looking for death!"

Seeing Tang Chen slash out his sword, Saint Yun Chong was completely furious.

How can one touch the power of a saint?

This moment.

Sage Yunchong no longer cared about his juniors and seniors, and had one thought in his mind, that he should kill Tang Chen to defend his dignity as a saint.

boom!

Saint Yun Chong raised his hand and punched.

The fist edge broke through the void and directly collided with Tang Chen's sword light.

In an instant, the world was turbulent.

The sword light and the fist were in a stalemate for a moment, but in the end they were defeated and turned into thousands of fragments and dissipated.

Tang Chen didn't hesitate at all and immediately stretched out a finger.

"Shatter mountains and rivers with one finger!"

A huge finger of spiritual power emerged, as if it covered the sky, the earth, and the sky, as majestic as a giant pillar holding up the sky.

When the spiritual finger collided with the fist, the sound became even more terrifying.

A shock wave mixed with the aura of destruction swept out.

Wherever it went, the palaces were all broken into pieces.

Some disciples of the Five Thunder Sect died suddenly on the spot and turned into pieces of scarlet mince.

Saint Yun Chong's expression changed slightly and he took half a step back.

As for Tang Chen.

He dodged to avoid the shock wave, twisted his body, and took a step back.

Seeing this, the crowd was all stunned and in an uproar.

The moment Saint Yunchong took action, many people felt that Tang Chen was finished and would probably die here this time.

That's a saint!

It is definitely not an enemy that can be defeated by Guiyi Realm!

But in the end, Tang Chen caught Saint Yunchong's attack.

Saint Yunchong took half a step back for this.

This picture is shocking.

Everyone looked at Tang Chen with wide eyes, wanting to imprint Tang Chen's stunning style deep in their minds.

"How does it feel?"

Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded.

Yi Zizi, wrapped in linen clothes, appeared in front of Tang Chen.

"A saint deserves to be a saint. Because he has mastered the power of the law, the offensive has reached another level. It took me two moves to resist it. It is really tyrannical!"

Tang Chen recalled the collision just now and replied in a solemn voice.

When the crowd heard this, their expressions froze.

No……

You said the opposite.

The tyrannical one is not the saint, but you, Tang Chen.

If it were any other Guiyi깇re-cultivator, or even the 놆Grandmaster깇re-cultivator, it would be impossible for him to block the saint's attack with just two moves. There was one and only one result, that 늀놆 was instantly killed.

"However, if all of 놆's cards are revealed and a life-and-death battle breaks out between the two sides, I should be able to kill this old immortal." Tang Chen added.

Suddenly, the crowd completely changed.

What did they hear?

Tang Chen said, can he kill Saint Yunchong?

What a joke!

But such a ridiculous joke, 늀놆, came out of Tang Chen's mouth at this moment, but everyone couldn't laugh, but they still vaguely agreed.

This thought also appeared in Yi Zuizai's mind.

He took a deep look at Tang Chen and sighed in his heart: "In the past, I used my real-person cultivation level to fight saints, and was regarded by countless people as the peak battle of sword cultivation. Now I have a hunch that this so-called peak battle will soon be over. 늀 is going to be replaced by this guy 께 in front of me..."

"Be bold!"

"You are so bold!"

늀At this moment, Saint Yun Chong burst into a roar.

At this moment, his whole face was as red as pig liver, and he was so angry that he was already a little delirious: "Huangkou 께er, you dare to speak nonsense, I am a saint, how can you kill me!"

Infinite thunder light surged from Saint Yunchong's body, his hands turned into claws, and he looked like a mad dog and killed towards Tang Chen.

"Leave this person to me!"

Yi Zizai didn't give Tang Chen a chance to take action anymore.

Although he felt that it was really possible for Tang Chen to kill Saint Yunchong.

But that's too dangerous.

The moment of life and death is completely unpredictable.

눒As a protector, he did not allow Tang Chen to be in danger of his life.

The action just now was the limit of the allowable range.

Clang, clang, clang, clang...

Yi Zizai drew his sword and stepped forward.

The sword light and thunder light came into contact, and a harsh collision sound immediately erupted.

Afterwards, Yi Zizaiyun rushed up to the saint and killed him directly between the billowing clouds.

"Is this a battle between 늀놆 saints?"

Tang Chen raised his head and stared at the past.

The fiery eyes are running, and every scene is clearly seen in the eyes.

He wasn't sighing.

I was just amazed at the magic power of laws mastered by the saint.

With a wave of his hand, the void collapsed.

The sword light slashed out, and even the sky was cut into cracks.

No wonder a strong saint doesn't take action easily.

Such a collision can easily destroy a city or even an area.

"Um?"

Tang Chen suddenly frowned.

Then, he twisted his body at an inhuman angle, stretched out his right index finger, and his spiritual power was flowing like thousands of rivers.

Almost at the same moment.

Mo Yunlei appeared in front of Tang Chen.

He was surrounded by lightning, wearing a holy weapon glove, and was in a fighting posture of punching with all his strength.

Bang!

The spiritual power finger came after and pressed on the tip of Mo Yunlei's fist.

An indescribable terrifying force came and shook Mo Yunlei away. The tip of his right fist stretched out, and there was a crackling sound of bones breaking.

The crowd noticed this and couldn't help but suck in cold air.

"Mo Yunlei just sneaked up and took the initiative, but in the end he was beaten by Tang Chen with broken bones?"

"What a terrible reaction speed. If it were an ordinary person, he would be able to dodge it. Thank God, Tang Chen can actually fight back."

"I now think that Tang Chen can really fight against the saint."

Countless exclamations rang out.

Hundreds of thousands of cultivators in the entire Wangbei City were all amazed at Tang Chen's terrifying strength.

Mo Yunlei managed to stabilize his body, his expression horrified.

The arm he used to attack was trembling slightly, almost dislocated.

The metacarpal bone also cracked with several cracks.

"This boy is so powerful that we can't treat him with common sense!"

Mo Yunlei took a deep breath.

When he looked at Tang Chen again, he found that Tang Chen was also looking at him, his sword-like eyebrows slightly wrinkled, his expression revealed a bored look: "Grandmaster Ji Zhong also has this kind of water, it seems that I have overestimated you, it's really disappointing!"