That slap was incredibly loud.
The sound was so loud that even the fierce winds above the heavens paused for a moment, and even the wounded in the Myriad Immortals Formation, who were still wailing, subconsciously shut their mouths.
In mid-air, under the enormous impact, Zhunti Daoren's body spun around 720 times in an extremely ungraceful manner, like a rag doll that had been carelessly discarded.
Several teeth stained with pale golden holy blood traced a graceful parabola before landing with a clattering sound on the ravaged earth.
"Puff!"
Zhunti crashed heavily into the distant ruins, kicking up clouds of dust.
The dignified Western Teachings, a saint, now looked like an old dog that had been kicked, half of his face swollen high, and even his usually eloquent mouth was crooked behind his ears.
The minds of all living beings in the room went blank at that moment.
The Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect stared wide-eyed, their jaws nearly dislocated.
The Jie Sect Disciple stared wide-eyed, their eyeballs nearly popping out of their sockets.
That was a saint!
Those are Heavenly Dao Saint have endured countless eons without being diminished and who remain untainted by karma!
Just like that... he was slapped and sent flying?
And it was the kind of slapping that left the victim defenseless, like disciplining a grandson?
"Tsk."
Qin Feng shook his hand, his brows furrowing slightly as he looked at the trace of golden blood on his palm with disdain.
"You're so shameless."
"It shook so badly my hand hurt."
He casually wiped his hands on the hem of his clothes, his tone as indifferent as if he had just complained about hitting a hard rock.
This complaint reached everyone's ears clearly.
The other three saints, who were already on the verge of collapse, felt a chill run from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end.
Taishang Laojun's eyes, which were always half-open, finally opened completely, filled with disbelief and terror.
The Jieyin Daoren was so frightened that he shrank back, not daring to even look at Qin Feng, for fear that he would be the next one to be slapped.
Only the Yuanshi Tianzun.
The expression on the face of this leader of the Chan Sect, who always valued his reputation more than his life, was extremely interesting at this moment.
Anger, terror, humiliation, disbelief... countless emotions intertwined on his old face, finally culminating in a hysterical roar:
"You brat! How dare you insult a sage?!"
He never expected that Qin Feng would actually dare to make a move, and in such a primitive and humiliating way at that.
How is this a slap in the face to Zhunti?
This is clearly a blatant disgrace to these four saints, who were then thrown to the ground and stomped on!
"Humiliation?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Feng slowly turned his head, his gaze falling on Yuanshi Tianzun.
In that instant.
Yuanshi Tianzun felt as if he were being watched by some kind of Primordial World beast, and his heart skipped a beat.
"I already said that."
Qin Feng's lips curled into a gentle smile, but in the eyes of Yuanshi Tianzun, this smile was more ferocious than a vengeful ghost.
"Warm-up complete."
Before he could finish speaking...
Qin Feng's figure vanished into thin air.
It wasn't the dazzling light and color that comes with using teleportation techniques, nor was it the void fluctuations that occur when jumping through space.
It's simply disappearance.
It's like someone erased the figures on the drawing paper with an eraser.
The pupils of the Yuanshi Tianzun Venerable suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints, and an unprecedented sense of crisis exploded within him.
"Not good!"
He almost instinctively activated the Pangu Banner in his hand.
" Chaos Sword Qi, protect yourself!"
boom!
The Pangu Banner swelled in the wind, and countless jet-black Chaos Sword Qi burst forth from its surface, weaving into an impenetrable sword net in front of him.
Each sword aura contained the destructive power to World Creation, enough to annihilate any living being that dared to approach.
This is absolute defense.
Even if the Tongtian Jiaozhu unleashed Immortal-Slaying Four Swords simultaneously, he might not be able to break through this defense instantly.
The Yuanshi Tianzun felt somewhat relieved.
As long as he can block this attack, as long as he has a chance to catch his breath, he can create distance and use the authority of Heaven...
However.
Reality is often more absurd than nightmares.
Just as that sword net was taking shape.
A fist emerged from the void without warning.
An ordinary fist.
There were no fluctuations of Magic Power, no radiance of laws, and even the lines on the knuckles were clearly visible.
But this seemingly ordinary fist, when it touched the Chaos Sword Qi that was powerful enough to tear the sky apart, caused a scene that shattered everyone's worldview.
There was no earth-shattering collision.
There was no roar of energy annihilation.
The incredibly violent Chaos Sword Qi, upon encountering this fist, was like a mouse seeing a cat, strangely parting to the sides and making way for it!
Escape at all costs!
This is the domineering power of the Chaos Undying Body after it has reached its full potential!
Before the laws of pure power, all fancy tricks are vain.
"What?!"
Yuanshi Tianzun only had time to let out a terrified scream.
The next second.
The fist rapidly magnified in his eyes, filling his entire field of vision.
"Since you're the loudest, we'll start with you."
Qin Feng's indifferent voice rang in his ears.
Bang!
A dull, muffled sound of flesh colliding echoed through the heavens and earth.
That punch.
It struck the very center of Yuanshi Tianzun's arrogant old face.
Click.
A clear cracking sound followed immediately.
The once solemn and dignified Dharma Form the saint was instantly distorted and deformed by this punch.
His once high and straight nose bridge collapsed, his cheekbones were shattered, and half of his face was sunken in like mud that had been hit by a heavy hammer.
A large amount of holy blood mixed with broken teeth gushed out from the mouth and nose of the Yuanshi Tianzun, blooming into a tragically beautiful blood flower in the air.
"Waaah..."
Before Yuanshi Tianzun could even let out a scream, he was blasted backward by that terrifying, indescribable force.
It moves as fast as a shooting star.
Boom boom boom boom!
His body shattered the layers of void behind him, pierced through countless stars beyond the Thirty-three Heavens, and plowed out Daoist Master in the atmosphere.
It only managed to stop after flying out of the Primordial World wilderness and crashing violently into the depths of chaos.
I don't know how much time passed.
It may be a moment, or it may be ten thousand years.
The entire Boundary Breaker Pass was shrouded in an eerie, suffocating silence.
The wind dared not blow.
The clouds dared not move.
Whether it was the mortal army on the ground or the gods and demons in the sky, they all maintained the posture of looking up at the sky, their mouths wide open, making "clucking" sounds in their throats, but they couldn't even utter a complete syllable.
What did they see?
A sage who holds the power of Heaven and is high above all others.
A being who claims to be indestructible and immortal.
Someone punched me... and my face was smashed?
It flew away?
This visual impact is a hundred times more shocking than the sky falling down!
"Gulp."
Someone swallowed, and the sound was particularly loud in the quiet environment.
The Tongtian Jiaozhu's hand, gripping the Qingping Sword, trembled.
He stared at the figure in the distance, still in the punching stance, his mind a complete blank.
Is this... really Qin Feng, the one who always has a smile on his face and likes to call him "father-in-law"?
This is practically Pangu reincarnated in human form!
"There's one more."
Qin Feng slowly withdrew his fist, as if he had done something insignificant. His gaze shifted and landed on Taishang Laojun was not far away.
I was swept over by that gaze.
Taishang Laojun froze, his scalp tingling.
He witnessed firsthand how Yuanshi flew away, and he also witnessed firsthand how utterly vulnerable the Pangu Banner was in the face of that punch.
run!
This thought instantly occupied Taishang Laojun's entire mind.
All notions of saintly authority and religious leader's prestige were cast to the winds at this moment.
The old fox, who has lived through countless eras, is most adept at assessing the situation and making judgments.
We can't beat them, we absolutely can't beat them!
"Heaven and Earth, Exquisite Pagoda, appear!"
Laozi roared and frantically made hand seals.
Suddenly, a pagoda brimming with Mysterious Yellow Qi appeared above his head, casting down countless Merit Golden Light that enveloped him completely.
This is Merit Supreme Treasure, the Heaven and Earth Mysterious Yellow Exquisite Pagoda.
It is said that standing on its head makes one invincible from the start, and its defensive power is even greater than that of Innate Supreme Treasure!
As he unleashed the pagoda, the Taiji Diagram beneath Laozi's feet spun wildly, transforming into a golden bridge that was about to carry him into the void to escape.
"Trying to leave?"
Qin Feng looked at the old man huddled in the tortoise shell, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
"You think you can just hit someone and run away? It's not that easy."
He stomped his foot.
The void shattered.
He was like a cannonball launched from a gun, instantly traversing the distance of space and appearing directly on Taishang Laojun's golden bridge.
No nonsense.
It was still just a simple punch.
It slammed down hard on that Mysterious Yellow Pagoda, which was said to have absolute defense!
"Break!"
Boom!
The moment the fist collided with the pagoda, a deafening roar, like the sound of a great bell, reverberated, annihilating the surrounding space.
Taishang Laojun, hiding under the tower, originally had some confidence.
But this confidence lasted for less than a fraction of a second.
Click!
A tiny crack appeared on the shimmering tower.
Immediately afterwards.
Click, click, click!
The cracks spread wildly like a spider web, instantly covering the entire pagoda.
"No!!!"
Taishang Laojun let out a desperate roar.
Bang!
The Mysterious Yellow Pagoda could no longer withstand the terrifying force that was enough to destroy the world, and it exploded, turning into countless Xuanhuang fragments that dissipated into nothingness.
The force of the punches did not diminish.
It pierced through the fragments and slammed heavily into Laozi's chest.
"Puff--"
Laozi coughed up blood, his ribs shattered, and like a kite with a broken string, he followed in the footsteps of Yuanshi Tianzun, transforming into a second shooting star and flying into the depths of chaos.
"The second one."
Qin Feng stood on the broken golden bridge and clapped his hands.
Then he turned around.
They looked at the last two "escaped fish".
at this time.
The Jieyin Daoren and the Zhunti Daoren, whose face was swollen like a pig's head and who had just crawled out of the ruins, were sticking their buttocks out, trying to silently tear open space and slip away.
I felt two icy gazes from behind me, as if they were real.
The two of them froze instantly.
"Twice the happiness."
Qin Feng grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth, and in a flash, appeared behind the two of them.
He reached out and grabbed the back of their collars.
It was like catching two little mice that had stolen oil.
Why are you running?
"Weren't you quite arrogant just now? Weren't you trying to convert me?"
Jieyin and Zhunti trembled all over, their faces ashen, and they didn't even have the courage to turn around.
"Spare... spare my life..."
Zhunti for mercy in a muffled voice, tears and snot streaming down his face.
It's too late.
Qin Feng snorted coldly.
With a sudden burst of strength, he slammed the two heads together violently!
"Get out of here!"
Thump!!!
A dull thud that made anyone's head ache.
The bald heads of two saints collided without any frills.
Stars flashed wildly, and the chanting of Sanskrit Chants shattered.
The two Western Teachings didn't even utter a sound; their eyes rolled back and they fainted.
Qin Feng tossed it aside casually, like throwing away trash.
call out--
Two figures drew a perfect arc in the air, closely following the footsteps of the two senior brothers ahead, and flew towards the distant chaos.
That concludes the discussion.
The Four Saints were all annihilated.
The entire process took less than ten breaths.
Qin Feng stood in the empty void, looking around.
The millions of troops that had surrounded Boundary Breaker Pass, and the once high and mighty Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, were now all frozen in place, their necks hunched, not daring to even breathe.
Wherever Qin Feng's gaze fell, everyone lowered their heads in unison, their knees went weak, and they wished they could kneel down into the ground.
That's incredibly brutal.
He's too short-tempered.
One punch and a kid is gone, who could withstand that?
Qin Feng nodded in satisfaction, then turned his gaze towards Yaochi. Seeing the stunningly beautiful figure already weeping, the fierceness on his face instantly vanished, replaced by a fawning smile.
"Wife, look."
"I told you it was just a few minor troubles, didn't I?"
"Is dinner ready? I'm a little hungry after the fight."