Who Said I Wasn't a Saint?

This moment.

Han Qianren unleashed the full power of Saint's might; that terrifying pressure, incomparably domineering, sealed off this space.

Since you've decided to kill him...

Then we must spare no effort and cut off the opponent's escape route.

Otherwise.

If we let him escape, there will be endless trouble in the future.

This young man is astonishing in both his cunning and strength; he must not be allowed to live.

Han Qianren raised his hand and unleashed a bright yellow palm strike that covered an area of about a hundred miles.

Although the courtyard Chen Ning bought was far from the bustling city, the commotion still alarmed many cultivators in the city.

People from the Lineage also came after hearing the news.

They were all quite surprised to see the city lord actually fighting Chen Ning.

Among the Mo Clan family members who came to watch was Mo Feng. He squinted at the two figures in the sky and shook his head, sighing, "Are these two finally going to fight to the death?"

Above the sky.

Facing the powerful palm strike that enveloped him, Chen Ning chuckled, a dragon's roar resounding from his body as he unleashed a punch.

Boom!

The fist's energy dispelled the yellow palm force, flashing past like a startled rainbow.

Han Qianren was slightly startled and said, "To be able to kill that prodigy from Rending Wind City, you are indeed not weak, but it's a pity..."

He burst into laughter.

"It's a pity you have no idea how big the gap is between you and me."

"If you were to ascend to the level of Saint, even I would have to give way, but you are ultimately just a Heaven Martial Realm being."

After Han Qianren finished speaking, he clenched his five fingers, and the fierce Saint Power gathered into a world-destroying seal, seemingly about to annihilate everything in its path and suppress all evil.

The void trembled violently.

The fierce attack that Han Qianren was unleashing at this moment was far more powerful than that of the Rakshasa King in the past.

At first.

The Rakshasa King was someone who almost wiped out the entire Nine Provinces Realm.

Facing Han Qianren's seemingly inevitable attack.

Chen Ning chuckled lightly, "Who said... I'm not Saint?"

As soon as he finished speaking...

Chen Ning unleashed his overwhelming aura, and when he deliberately exposed his aura, the mysterious mud smeared on his face lost its effect.

Previously.

It was thanks to the mysterious soil given to him by Sikong Xue that he had been able to conceal his presence.

Han Qianren was more afraid of Chen Ning escaping.

Chen Ning was also afraid that Han Qianren would escape, which is why he waited until this moment.

"You... how could you... aren't you at the Heaven Martial Realm Eighth Layer?"

Han Qianren stared at Chen Ning in disbelief, speechless.

Chen Ning's cultivation level, which he had previously revealed, was always at the Heaven Martial Realm Eighth Layer. In Han Qianren's opinion, although he had obtained the Heaven-Draping Azure, that sacred medicine was only effective for those at the peak of the Ninth Level of the Heaven Martial Realm.

He never expected that he would advance to the Saint Realm in such a short time.

This is also why Chen Ning said it would take some time.

Without reaching the Saint, it is truly difficult to grasp the difference between the two.

It was a subtle feeling of gaining a deeper understanding of the profound principles of heaven and earth.

If we say that monks under saints cultivate themselves between heaven and earth.

After reaching the Saint Realm.

Every gesture, even every breath, is in harmony with heaven and earth.

It can draw upon the power of heaven and earth.

He had truly entered the ranks of the strong.

Only after Chen Ning truly reached this realm did he realize how astonishing it was that he had previously been able to kill Saint with the Heaven Martial Realm.

No wonder it often attracts horrified stares.

Chen Ning let out a soft shout, releasing the Saint Power, which Annihilation the terrifying attack unleashed by Han Qianren.

The heavens and earth roared!

The stars trembled!

Chen Ning did not use any martial arts Divine Ability or supernatural abilities; he simply released the Saint Power, which disintegrated the fierce attack that Han Qianren, Late-Stage Saint, was so proud of.

This moment.

Everyone watching was taken aback.

A chill ran through my body.

"Wasn't he only at the Heaven Martial Realm Eighth Layer when he was in the Absolute Void Mountain Range? How did he suddenly become Saint?"

"To be able to fight Han Qianren to a standstill so soon after entering the Saint is not to be underestimated..."

"This isn't evenly matched, it's like strolling leisurely!"

The heads of the four major families also arrived one after another.

People flocked to witness this battle that would determine the fate of Lone Smoke City.

The old patriarch of the Han Household was shocked by what he saw and clenched his fists tightly.

If Han Qianren loses.

The Han Household lost power and would never have such glory again.

The other three.

They've been eager to seize power for a long time.

It has always been Han Qianren's formidable strength that has kept the three families from making any rash moves.

Han Qianren a defeat.

The Han Household is doomed to fall.

This is something he doesn't want to see.

At that moment, Han Qianren, high in the sky, suddenly relaxed, smiled at Chen Ning, and said, "Your talent is so extraordinary. Even though I have never seen a member of the God Clan Race, I doubt they could match your brilliance."

"If you want me to let you go, then forget it."

Chen Ning gave a faint smile.

Han Qianren's gaze swept over the crowd of onlookers, then he said calmly, "I only regret that someone as gifted as you would ultimately perish in Lone Smoke City."

The words were spoken in a single breath.

In the void, a complete human skin, shrouded in blood-red light, appeared.

Compared to the human face that Yuan Ming used.

Han Qianren, however, was activating a complete physical body.

It is easy to imagine how many innocent people died at his hands in order to create this body.

Now.

Even though he was surrounded by many onlookers, he had no other choice.

Chen Ning, having just entered the Saint, already suffocated him; without using this trump card, he would surely die.

A terrifying force of resentment surged forth.

The angry soul howls.

If the resentment released by Yuan Ming was merely a stream, then what Han Qianren was unleashing at this moment was a vast ocean.

A chorus of gasps of amazement rose from the crowd.

"This is... an evil technique?"

"So it turns out the one who truly practiced the evil arts was the city lord!"

Many monks were astonished.

Only Mo Feng, from the Mo Clan's direction, wore a smile. When he revealed his evil technique, the outcome was already decided. Even if Han Qianren won, the Han Household would be finished after today!

"Chen Ning... how do you intend to deal with the resentment gathered by these hundreds of thousands of people?"

Han Qianren laughed wildly; at this moment, he no longer cared.

So what?

They killed everyone present.

As long as he can kill Chen Ning, he will still be the king of Lone Smoke City!

I said...

Chen Ning remained calm and slowly said, "I won't meddle in your affairs, but you've repeatedly pressed me. So, I'll remove this cancerous growth from Lone Smoke City!"

"Arrogant!"

Han Qianren's face was contorted and his appearance terrifying as he frantically unleashed a torrent of resentment.

Three-colored lightning crackled in Chen Ning's eyes.

Click!

He gripped a bolt of Evil-Slaying Divine Lightning in his right hand and blasted it towards the resentful force.

Behind Han Qianren.

Another figure of Chen Ning appeared, wielding divine lightning, and fiercely unleashed his attack.

Thunder shook the world!

The world was bathed in a dazzling burst of lightning.

That immense resentment gradually Annihilation.

Holy lightning struck Han Qianren's body.

A violent bolt of lightning blasted him to pieces.

His soul shattered.

A moment later.

As the lightning dissipated, Chen Ning's eyes regained their clarity, while Han Qianren had perished under the Evil-Slaying Divine Lightning.

His soul was scattered and his spirit was destroyed.