After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

"You dare, you surnamed Wang!"

"Let's all go together and catch this old bastard first!"

The six martial arts masters joined forces to suppress Wang Qianshan, while the other powerful figures dispersed to seal off the battlefield.

Lin Ying's cultivation level instantly soared to the Saint King level, and she and Wang Qianshan resisted the attack. Unfortunately, the opponent was too strong. Six Great Saints working together was no joke, and the two of them were blown away.

Wang Qianshan shouted, "Don't just stand there, let's fuck them!"

An old scholar started cursing; he had lost his temper.

In an instant, powerful figures from the Purple Dew Academy and the auction house appeared, along with Qiu Shui, making their collective entrance.

Chen Futu was naturally present as well.

"Humanitarian Domain, open!"

Chen Futu didn't waste any words and used his trump card right from the start. Now that he was a Saint King, after he unleashed his Humanity Domain, the Saint Kings of the surrounding major forces retreated in fear. "Great Xia Saint Emperor Chen Futu!"

"This ferocious beast is so vicious that we, the Holy Kings, must join forces!"

In this way, Chen Futu alone fought against a group of Saint Kings, while Cai Die and the Martial Arts Saint from the auction also joined the battle, working together with Wang Qianshan to fight against the six Saints on the other side.

Lin Ying led a group of Saint Kings and cooperated with Chen Futu to sweep through the enemy lines. Screams and sounds of battle filled the air, and the Feixia Mountain Range, which had been peaceful for a long time, was once again engulfed in a fierce battle.

"My God, they started fighting without saying a word." Wang Fugui shook his fan and grinned.

Qin Hao also found it terrifying. These people had gone mad, constantly pitting Saint Kings or even Great Saints against each other. In comparison, their younger generation was far too conservative in their surprise attack strategy.

The battle continued to expand, and as more and more powerful Saints fell, the bloodshed shook the shattered Flying Cloud Mountain Range.

The ferocity of this battle was no less than that of the last great war; the corpses of saints fell down like dumplings, a truly horrifying sight.

Fortunately, the weakest members of Chen Futu's side were all Saint Kings, so while some were injured, none died.

Seeing the saints of all sides fall in battle, several great saints were enraged, shouting, "Damn Purple Dew Academy, damned auction house! You have already committed suicide!"

"Heh, a dog that bites doesn't bark!"

Chen Futu suddenly unleashed a blank stele, cracking open the skull of the Five Elements Sect's Martial Saint. The latter's head nearly exploded from the blow, and he turned around, glaring angrily, furious.

With the Dragon Sparrow in his left hand and the Wordless Stele in his right, Chen Futu laughed and said, "The Martial Saint is nothing more than this. If you want to seize the pill formula, let the Ancient Saint come out."

"Native of the Land of Exile! You have come to the Northern Territory and committed numerous murders, your crimes are unforgivable. Do you really think that no one in my Northern Territory can deal with you!"

"Heh, old dog, are you on your guard yet? Last time at Feixia Mountain, you ambushed me. I haven't settled that score with you yet. Today, I'll settle both old and new scores together!"

"Slay Chen Futu!"

Of the six martial arts masters, three blocked Wang Qianshan and his two companions, while the remaining three joined forces to kill them.

But things are different now. Back then, Chen Futu was just a saint, but now he is at the level of a saint king. Moreover, the number of great saints has decreased by two. How could he not be a match for him?

"Cut the sky and draw the sword!"

"The sword opens the gate of heaven!"

"Jinghong!"

"The Great Dream Sword Embryo!"

……

Chen Futu unleashed a barrage of powerful sword techniques, the interwoven sword laws creating a whirlwind that sliced ​​through several mountains. This scene caused the young martial arts experts on the periphery to flee, while some, like Qin Hao, were bold enough not to run away. Many young female experts stared at Chen Futu with excitement.

This is the young Holy Emperor, the invincible Holy Emperor!

Even the combined attack of the three Great Sages was blocked by Chen Futu. At this moment, he was frequently empowered by the Humanity Domain, and every strike he made had unimaginable power.

"Damn, damn!"

The three Great Saints were enraged. As the strongest of the older generation, they were now helpless against the newly risen Saint Emperor. Even though no one had used their trump cards, they were already struggling to cope.

"Is that all? I've recently mastered another sword technique; please, all of you, experience it."

Chen Futu's sword strike was different from the Great Heavenly Sword Technique; it was a strike that incorporated the essentials of the Devouring Heaven Scripture.

A beam of white light swept across, and the three martial arts masters felt their blood and true essence being swallowed and absorbed by the sword light.

"What a bizarre method! What is that?!"

The essence of the Devouring Heaven Scripture is to absorb the surrounding blood energy and refine it into essence during battle. In other words, Chen Futu has no shortage of mana and can ignore the consumption to attack wildly. Moreover, each attack can slowly increase his cultivation. This is the bug of the Devouring Heaven Scripture, which is even more abnormal than the Devouring Heaven Blood Demon Art.

"Old Qin is too strong! When will I be able to participate in a battle of this level?"

Wang Fugui muttered sourly.

Xue Wu said with a hint of disdain, "You should try to reach the Great Venerable Realm first. The Great Saint Realm is too far away for you."

"I used to think that a guy who stayed behind the Grandmaster level and never came out of his room must have a lot of tricks up his sleeve, but now I realize how wrong I was."

Fang Yuan, the first disciple, also had his confidence shaken.

The last battle at Feixia Mountain deeply shook Chen Futu's worldview, and today's battle made him even more desperate.

Chen Futu is about the same age as him, but his talent is too extraordinary. Other young people compete with their peers, but Chen Futu is already able to beat up the older generation. He even beat up a Martial Arts Saint. If he reaches the peak of Saint King in time, will he be able to compete with the ancient saints?

"Chen Futu!"

As they pondered, a scream suddenly echoed from the battlefield from the Martial Saint.

Looking in the direction of the sound, one could see the three martial arts saints who were besieging Chen Futu. One of them had been cut in half at the waist, and the laws of the surging blood corpse had collapsed the foothills. Chen Futu, holding the blood-stained Dragon Sparrow, said calmly, "The fifth sword of the Great Grade Heavenly Sword Technique. I have just gained some understanding of it, and its power is not bad."

"too frightening!"

"Even amidst the siege of martial arts grandmasters, the Holy King was able to defy the heavens and kill one of them!"

The powerful figures from all the major factions were filled with apprehension.

"You little brats, well done! Keep it up, kill them!"

Wang Qianshan laughed heartily. He was no scholar at all; he was just a mischievous old man. At this moment, he had lost all the composure of a literary master. In the midst of the battle, he would curse at the drop of a hat, using his parents as the center and the family tree as the radius. His words were more powerful than his actions, and his curses made people of all strengths tremble.

"Kill Wang Qianshan!"

"That shameless old bastard, tear his stinking mouth apart!"

Faced with the crowd's fury, Wang Qianshan was not ashamed but proud, and laughed: "What's wrong? I said you guys came to steal the pill formula, which is shameless and has no bottom line. Did I touch your ancestral grave? You're all jumping up and down."

"Die!"

"Hey, you think I'm afraid of you? A gentleman without dignity has no authority!"

Wang Qianshan was like a troublemaker. He learned the new interpretation of the Analects from Chen Futu, and his words became law. He would suddenly attack others. Those powerful people had never seen such a literary law before. They were ambushed by the Great Sage's law and were beaten to the ground, their bodies shattered.

"That's satisfying! The Master did not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or supernatural beings!"

"Isn't it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar?"

Wang Qianshan was having a hard time experimenting with his new interpretation of the Analects, and he got more and more into the fight. Meanwhile, his opponent, the Martial Arts Master, was in a terrible state, getting his head smashed by Wang Qianshan's engraved golden Analects.