My son is about to break through.

"saint!"

Gu Qingfeng looked at the figure in the void. The majestic holy power spread out, making his blood boil.

There was no fear in his eyes, only a strong desire to fight.

As for the saints of the ancient world, Gu Qingfeng also wanted to see how powerful these beings were.

at this time.

Shangguan Hongtian bowed to Saint Yan Yang and said respectfully, "There is a strong man attacking us today. Please, Saint, kill this thief!"

"allow!"

Saint Yan Yang uttered a single word without a trace of emotion.

Immediately.

The other party grabbed the Yan Yang Mirror and directly shot out a ray of world-destroying divine light. In an instant, it pierced through the void and suppressed Gu Qingfeng.

"Today, let me see how powerful the so-called saint is!"

Gu Qingfeng laughed loudly, and the cold light of the Sword of Evil-Slaying was fully revealed. The terrifying power of qi and blood rushed into the sky, as terrifying as the shining sun. When he saw the divine light falling, he had already chopped it out fiercely with the sword.

"boom--"

The terrifying sword energy cut through the void and actually shattered the world-destroying divine light directly.

The remaining blade light rushed towards Saint Yan Yang, who punched out, and the two forces canceled each other out.

however.

At the moment when the sword light dissipated, Gu Qingfeng took a step forward, and the absolutely powerful sword intent on his body broke through the clouds. The tremendous power condensed in his body, transformed into an ancient sky sword and killed Saint Yan Yang again.

this moment.

Saint Yan Yang's expressionless face finally showed some movement.

Immediately.

He took out the Flaming Sun Mirror, and raging flames swept across the sky and earth, as if the Golden Crow was born. The moment it spread its wings and flew into the sky, endless true fire spread out.

"This is the Great Sun Golden Crow!"

"It is said that the Yanyang Mirror was made by the Yanyang Saint based on the legendary Golden Crow Divine Mirror. Now it seems that the rumors are indeed true!"

"This kind of divine power is probably enough to kill an ordinary saint!"

"Gu Qingfeng is no ordinary person. Even when the power of Saint Yan Yang was revealed, he was unable to suppress him directly. This is truly terrifying—"

Looking at the two figures fighting in the void, all the strong men were shocked.

The strength of Saint Yan Yang certainly did not surprise them.

After all, although the opponent has died, the power he left in the holy soldiers is comparable to that of a real saint.

but.

The strength displayed by Gu Qingfeng was truly incredible to the strong men from all sides.

They originally thought that Gu Qingfeng was only a half-saint, but now it seems that the other party's strength is definitely not as simple as a half-saint.

otherwise.

How could the other party fight with a saint holding the Flame Sun Mirror?

To know.

The saint who possesses the holy weapon is the most supreme saint.

As long as the power left by Saint Yan Yang in the Yan Yang Mirror is not exhausted, the opponent will always be equivalent to a real saint.

In this age when no saints appear, such existence is enough to sweep away everything.

and so.

It was incredible to them that Gu Qingfeng could fight with Saint Yan Yang.

……

boom!
Boom! !

In the void, Saint Yan Yang held the Yan Yang Mirror in his hand, emitting rays of scorching sun light, as if completely igniting the entire space. The terrifying flames burning in it could turn any cultivator below the level of Saint into ashes.

however.

Facing such an attack, Gu Qingfeng was not at a disadvantage at all. His powerful energy and blood were like the vast ocean, and his absolute sword intent could destroy everything.

No matter how terrifying the attacks of Saint Yan Yang were, they could not do anything to him.

After a while.

Gu Qingfeng looked a little disappointed.

"So this is the power of a saint. If that's the case, I have overestimated the so-called saints!"

The words fell.

Gu Qingfeng stopped suddenly. At this moment, Saint Yan Yang just raised the Yan Yang Mirror. A golden crow formed by terrifying flames rushed towards him.

The Golden Crow has not yet arrived.

The heat wave is already upon us.

Gu Qingfeng had a blank expression on his face, and looked indifferently at the big golden crow that came into view.

"It's over!"

Before he finished speaking, he took a step forward, and all his energy and blood were poured into the Zhuxie Sword. An image of the Supreme Heavenly Sword condensed in the sky and eventually merged with Gu Qingfeng.

Cut it down with one knife.

Eternal destruction!

The Big Sun Golden Crow was the first to be hit, and his body was torn apart by the sword energy in an instant, turning into divine fire that dissipated in the sky.

But after killing the Big Sun Golden Crow, the remaining force of the sword did not only slash towards the Flaming Sun Saint.

The latter's expression changed slightly, and he had to use the Yan Yang Mirror to resist.

next interest.

The long sword had already chopped fiercely on the Yan Yang Mirror.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound.

Dense cracks appeared on this precious treasure of the saint, and it could not last for just a few breaths before it shattered into pieces.

The holy soldiers collapsed.

The shadow of Saint Yan Yang has disappeared.

The sword that had not been completely exhausted sank into the depths of the void, as if splitting the entire Ancient Beast Mountain Range in half. The earth shattered, the mountains collapsed, and countless ferocious beasts were buried directly.

"No... Impossible, how could Saint Yan Yang be defeated!!!"

Seeing the Yan Yang Mirror shattered and the shadow of Saint Yan Yang disappear, Shangguan Hongtian's face turned pale, with a look of complete disbelief in his eyes.

What did he see?
Saint Yan Yang was defeated!

And even the Yan Yang Mirror was broken!

To know.

The reason why the Shangguan family is known as a family of saints and has been able to stand for many years is because they have holy soldiers in charge.

If the Holy Soldiers did not exist, the Shangguan Family might have been destroyed long ago.

after all.

When Saint Yan Yang was alive, the Shangguan family offended many forces. Later, when the saint passed away, he left behind holy soldiers to guard the family, which was how they were able to intimidate all parties.

If the holy soldiers are lost, the Shangguan family can no longer be called a holy family.

Simultaneously.

I'm afraid that many of those who were once enemies of the Shangguan family will take the opportunity to add insult to injury.

That kind of situation.

This is definitely not what Shangguan Hongtian wants to see.

If he could have foreseen today's situation, Shangguan Hongtian would never have used the holy soldiers.

however.

Before Shangguan Hongtian could regret for long, a cold murderous intent fell on him, causing his whole body to tremble instinctively. When he looked in the direction of the murderous intent, he met Gu Qingfeng's cold eyes.

"Wait, you can't kill me..."

Shangguan Hongtian's heart trembled, and the fear of death instantly overwhelmed all his thoughts. But before he could finish his words, Gu Qingfeng had already chopped him down with a knife.

In an instant.

The elder of the Shangguan family who had entered the ninth level of the Dao Palace realm was covered in blood on the spot.

After killing the Shangguan family, Gu Qingfeng did not stop moving. With one slash of his sword, it turned into thousands of sword auras, covering all the cultivators of the Shangguan family.

At this moment, a divine light suddenly emerged from Shangguan Yu's body, and a phantom walked out from the other party.

"Fellow Daoist, this is my Shangguan family..." But before the shadow could finish his words, he was killed on the spot by the sword energy.

They were killed together.

There are also Shangguan Yu and other monks from the Shangguan family.

The knife fell.

All the monks of Shangguan family died on the spot.

Looking at the broken bodies of the Shangguan family monks, the other monks had an idea in their minds.

The Shangguan family is finished!

This battle.

Not only did the Shangguan family lose a ninth-level Dao Palace Realm expert, but even the clan’s sacred weapon was broken.

The so-called heritage of the saintly family has been reduced to nothing at this point.

It goes without saying what kind of consequences a saintly family without much saintly background will bring.

Even though the Shangguan family still has strong men in charge, the other party has offended many forces. In the past, there would not be any problem with the deterrence of the Holy Soldiers, but now that the Holy Soldiers are gone, it is hard to say.

"saint!"

"This person is not a semi-saint, but a saint!!"

While Xi Yu was horrified, he was also secretly glad.

Fortunately, he didn't have time to take action, otherwise, he would have died in it.

Just as Xi Yu was thinking this, he heard a cold voice into his ears.

"You also want to covet the Great Saint inheritance of my Gu family?"

"NO, I have not……"

When Xi Yu met Gu Qingfeng's cold eyes, his heart trembled suddenly, and he hurriedly wanted to explain himself, but Gu Qingfeng did not give him any chance.

Punch out.

Xi Yu, who was at the sixth level of Dao Palace Realm, was defeated instantly.

After killing Xi Yu, Gu Qingfeng took a step forward, and the terrifying sword intent field spread out. Endless sword energy cut through the void and strangled other cultivators.

For a while.

Dozens of monks were killed on the spot.
"We didn't do anything to the Gu family. Please spare our lives, senior!!"

A powerful Taoist master was terrified and begged for mercy without caring about his face.

however.

The only response he got was a fist.

"boom!"

Daogongjing's body exploded, leaving no trace of his body.

Gu Qingfeng slowly retracted his fist and said indifferently: "I have said that today I will either beat you to death or be beaten to death by you!"

"But now it seems that I am the one who is alive now!"

"As for you—"

"There is no need to live anymore!"

As soon as Gu Qingfeng finished speaking, the terrifying sword energy swept everything in an instant. No matter whether they were cultivators in the Dao Palace Realm or the Divine Transformation Realm, they had no chance of survival under such an attack.

The body exploded.

The ground is stained with blood.

When the remaining monks saw this scene, they were all terrified and no longer cared about whether they had inherited the legacy of a great sage or not. They rushed towards the ancient beast mountain without looking back.

Seeing that a cultivator had escaped from the range of his sword intent, Gu Qingfeng snapped his fingers and a strong energy tore through the void, directly blasting the head of a Taoist master.

Immediately.

The other person's headless body fell from mid-air.

……

slaughter!

Wanton slaughter!
Gu Qingfeng did not let go of any cultivator who spoke up and wanted to share the Great Sage's inheritance with Gu Xuan, and killed them all on the spot.

Not only that.

Gu Qingfeng simply killed all the other cultivators from the opposing force to prevent future troubles.

For a while.

The area in front of Xing'an County has become a Shura hell.

"..."

Fu He looked at the bloody scene in front of him and a look of horror appeared on his face.

He never expected that Gu Qingfeng's strength would be so terrifying that he could even defeat the Shangguan family's holy soldiers.

To know.

Only a saint can defeat the holy soldiers.

In other words.

Gu Qingfeng must be a saint.

Even if the other party has not reached the saint level, he at least has the strength of a saint.

In this day and age, existence of this level is invincible.

now.

The killings continue.

Gu Qingfeng slowly came to the front of the Guiyuan Dynasty's camp, looking at Ji Meng and the 100,000 Divine Emperor Army in front of him. He did not say anything, but just moved his mind, and endless sword energy came towards the Divine Emperor Army to strangle it.

"Array up!"

Ji Meng roared angrily, and at the same time, his aura surged. He was originally at the seventh level of the Dao Palace Realm, but now that he was connected with the Qi of the Divine Emperor Army, he had instantly stepped into a level that was comparable to the ninth level of the Dao Palace Realm.

Facing the oncoming sword energy, Ji Meng swung his spear and defeated all the attacks.

at this time.

Gu Qingfeng grasped the long sword and slashed down. The terrifying force tore through the space, causing Ji Meng's brows to twitch wildly, and he had to raise his spear to block.

In an instant.

The spear broke.

A line of blood appeared from Ji Meng's brow and spread throughout his body in an instant. The next moment, his body was split into two halves, and blood and internal organs were spilled all over the ground.

After killing Ji Meng, Gu Qingfeng's expression remained unchanged. He slammed out with his left hand, and the bodies of many Divine Emperor soldiers exploded one after another.

After a few breaths.

All killing stopped.

The ground was completely dyed red with blood, countless broken corpses were lying, and broken limbs were everywhere. In just a short moment, more than 100,000 people had died.

In this sea of ​​corpses and blood, only the figure in green was floating freely, untainted by dust, forming a sharp contrast with the cruel scene on the battlefield.

but.

Not all the monks were slaughtered. There were still a very small number of monks who barely survived. They looked at Gu Qingfeng's back with fear on their faces. Some of them even had trembling calves and yellow liquid flowing down their trouser legs.

When Gu Qingfeng looked over here, their faces suddenly turned pale and some of them trembled all over.

“Saint…Saint, please…please spare my life!!”

A cultivator in the Dao Palace realm knelt down directly in disgrace. Seeing this, the other cultivators also knelt down at the same time instinctively. As for the so-called face, it became unimportant in the face of life and death.

Gu Qingfeng said calmly: "You can rest assured, I am not a bloodthirsty person. As long as you are not my enemy, I will not kill you.

Although you come from the Five Realms, Jiuzhou is also a part of the Ancient Realm. I welcome you all to come here.

But I don’t want anyone to stir up chaos in Kyushu, otherwise, these people will end up like you.”

"Yes, yes, what the saint said is absolutely right!"

"We have no ill will towards Jiuzhou!"

Hearing that Gu Qingfeng was willing not to kill them, the tense minds of these cultivators suddenly relaxed completely, and they felt grateful for having survived a calamity.

Subsequently.

Then a cultivator stood up, bowed to Gu Qingfeng and said, "I'll take my leave first!"

Done.

The other party went towards the Ancient Beast Mountain Range without looking back, as if he was fleeing in a panic.

One person left, and seeing that Gu Qingfeng really didn't make a move, the other cultivators hurriedly followed suit and fled directly, as if there was some ferocious beast chasing them in Jiuzhou, and they didn't dare to stop for even a step. (End of this chapter)