Chapter 76 Not on the same level!
How dare you come here?
This is not the thought of a half-saint.
It is the thought of all half-saints.
"Knowing that you will die!"
"How dare you come here!"
"I don't know whether I should admire your courage!"
"Or admire your ignorance!"
A young woman walked out of the void. She was wearing a Taoist robe and looked cold and arrogant. At first glance, she looked quite young, but in fact, she even had crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. At this point, she was already quite old. If she could not break through to the saint for a period of time, she would face the problem of the end of her life.
"I don't know if you are too stupid or too ignorant. Even if there were no one like us sitting here, you couldn't come here!" Another old man said slowly, appearing from the void.
"It's ridiculous. I thought you were a big shot, but now you're nothing special." A young man mocked with sarcasm in his eyes, "If you think that the strength you showed in the Snow Mountain Palace can compete with the semi-saint, then you can tell your last words now!"
"You are more ignorant than I thought. The corner of Binhai is full of dangers. Not to mention you, even semi-saints like me dare not come here alone. We need to go together to have confidence. I really don't know who gave you the courage!"
A short moment.
Four semi-saints.
Appeared out of nowhere.
They appeared in the southeast, northwest, and northeast respectively.
Blocked Chu Xun's retreat.
Each of them was surrounded by a faint divine aura, and a ball of light wrapped them. The old man in green standing there also looked at them calmly, his eyes as gentle as ever, seeing the Taoist-like woman, the gentle and amiable old man, the sharp young man, and the childlike boy.
Four people.
All semi-saints.
"Any last words? Tell them now!" The sharp-edged young man had sharp eyes, looking down as if he was staring at a dead person, and he didn't think there would be any more trouble.
"What a big deal." Chu Xun sighed softly. Four semi-saints. Even when the Blue Bull Demon King caused such a big stir in the Eastern Region, there had never been a semi-saint revealed. Even when Yinxu appeared in the world, it had never attracted their attention. But in order to kill him, four of them came out to set an ambush here. Aren't they afraid of failure?
"Hmm?"
The slow-moving old man sitting cross-legged in the void felt uneasy and frowned. This Chu Xun was too calm, as if he had everything planned out, which made him particularly uneasy. He racked his brains and couldn't think of what Chu Xun could rely on. The Donglin Sect had already declined to that extent, and there was no semi-saint at all. Even if there was, coming here would be a death.
So he couldn't think of what Chu Xun relied on.
And therefore.
Frowning.
"Are you sure you can defeat me?" Chu Xun sighed softly. After practicing to this level, he is usually cautious and cautious. Why is he so relaxed today? Is he sure of the decline of Donglin Sect?
The woman in Taoist robe.
The sharp young man.
The tepid old man.
The immature boy.
The four people were suddenly filled with strong uneasiness and vigilance. The woman in Taoist robe snorted coldly: "Playing tricks, today, no one can save you!"
"Bang!"
A big hand pressed down.
It seemed ordinary.
In fact, it was a master of the world.
Great supernatural power.
It was a sure-kill skill.
This also made Chu Xun feel a little relieved. If these people had used the method of pinching ants to kill him, he would not have survived until now. However, they missed a point.
"Alas!"
A faint sigh.
Resounded through the sky.
Time.
Space.
Nothingness.
Everything was frozen.
Only to see an old man who was about to decay, slowly walked out from behind Chu Xun, sighing softly, his turbid eyes full of emotion, sighing softly: "Why bother?"
When he raised his head, his appearance was reflected in the eyes of the four semi-saints, all of whom had their pupils contracted, horrified in their hearts, revealing strong fear, staring at the wrinkled cheeks, and said in horror: "Xia Yang, Xia Yang, the saint of Donglin Sect!"
In just a moment.
They were scared to death.
The whole person was numb with horror.
Saint.
Saint of Donglin Sect.
Who would have thought.
The saint of Donglin Sect would come in person at this time?
In everyone's cognition, the saints of Donglin Sect are all about to die and fall into a deep sleep. Even reviving and waking up once is extremely difficult, and the remaining time is even more precious to save Donglin Sect and give Chu Xun and Xiao Rongyu a chance to grow and breathe. Who would have thought that they would come here?
It was probably the saint of Xiandao Sect. The saint of Zhenwu Sect never thought that a saint would come, otherwise they would not have sent a semi-saint to kill Chu Xun.
"Boom!"
The moment the saint Xia Yang raised his head, the big palm that was killing Chu Xun collapsed and disintegrated by itself, as if a mysterious order and energy had broken down the palm print, leaving only a few traces of Taoism, which were scattered between heaven and earth.
"The gap is too big!" Chu Xun's heart trembled. He had witnessed the saint's attack before, but this time he was right next to the saint and witnessed his attack. He deeply understood the gap between the two.
Semi-saint.
Saint.
One word difference.
A world of difference.
Semi-saints have not shed their mortal bodies after all. Even if the human emperor reaches the limit, they can still fight back and kill; but when it comes to saints, it is far beyond the human emperor's ability to compete. Not to mention killing, even challenging is impossible. The gap in this realm has formed a qualitative change, which cannot be crossed by relying on ordinary treasures.
"Boom!"
There was endless fear in the eyes of the woman in the robe. She could clearly see the age spots on the old man's arm, which were a symbol of his near future, but this hand reached out to her and turned into the hand of death.
"No!"
"Spare your life!"
"Senior, I was wrong!"
"I'm willing to apologize!"
"Bang!"
Xia Yang just held the woman and squeezed it gently. The lofty semi-saint in the eyes of others died. He heard Xia Yang whisper softly: "If apologizing is useful, why should I practice?"
Slow old man.
A sharp young man.
A childlike boy.
The three of them expressed strong shock at the same time. Regardless of the woman's death, they broke away from the saint's pressure almost instantly, turned into a bolt of lightning, and fled crazily.
"boom!"
And an indescribable vast power filled Xia Yang's body, imprisoning the void, and all he saw was that his eyes became increasingly deep and cold, with a ruthless gaze, and he said coldly: "I've already come, do you want to leave? Isn't it too late? "
"boom!"
"boom!"
Raise your hand.
Kill one after another.
Slow old man.
A sharp young man.
He didn't even escape ten miles away before turning into a ball of blood mist. When he approached the childlike young man, the latter knelt down with a plop and said in horror: "Senior, please spare my life. I am willing to surrender. I am willing to become Donglin." A dog of the sect, I have tried my best to protect the Donglin sect, please let me live!"
"I can't trust you!" Xia Yang shook his head. In the face of a life-and-death crisis, he couldn't be trustworthy. Besides, once he died, he was destined to rebel.
"No!"
The childlike young man showed ferocity on his face and roared ferociously: "So what if you are a saint? You are just a decayed, twilight saint who is about to die. And I have practiced hard all my life and become a semi-sage. I may not be able to compete with you!"
"The method of cultivating the devil!"
Demonic energy suddenly appeared in the eyes of the young boy, and his cultivation level continued to soar. He went directly from the semi-saint to the top of the semi-saint, and within one breath he was close to Chu Xun's cultivation level that killed the demon saint in Jiang's family. Xia Yang shook his head slightly and slapped him down.
"boom!"
A ball of blood foam exploded.
Childlike boy.
die.
"Fancy!" Xia Yang snorted disdainfully. In front of the saint, he still wanted to use magic power to forcefully break through a realm. Was he looking down on the saint's realm, or was he looking down on him?