"You, you actually hurt them?"
The other three Half-Saint were all stunned after witnessing this scene.
They stared at Ye Xuan in utter horror, as if they had seen a ghost, their scalps tingling, as if struck by lightning!
If the two Half-Saint were initially only shocked when Ye Xuan knocked them away...
The two Half-Saint behind them were severely injured, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of fear.
That's Half-Saint!
Just how powerful is the physical body of Half-Saint?
He is simply incomparable to any trashy Venerable.
Even at the Venerable Realm Peak Stage, that won't do!
But now, Ye Xuan has severely injured the body of Half-Saint, how could they not be terrified?
The surrounding cultivators in the void were all stunned.
They stared at Ye Xuan in horror, their hearts pounding uncontrollably, filled with nothing but terror and palpitations.
Even with seven Half-Saint joining forces, they were still unable to suppress Ye Xuan.
This is absolutely terrifying!
This Ye Xuan is indeed as powerful and monstrous as the rumors say, possessing an invincible aura.
Ye Xuan slowly turned around and looked at the three Half-Saint.
A faint smile lingered on his handsome face.
"Are Half-Saint so great? Why can't they be hurt?"
"I, the Holy Son, have declared that here, I am king!"
With that sound, Ye Xuan took a step forward.
At the same time, a sword appeared in his hand.
Yaoguang Sword!
The Primordial Qi, a dark yellow color, surged within his body and instantly flowed into the Yaoguang Sword.
The next moment.
With a hum, a sword beam surged forth, directly engulfing the three Half-Saint.
Primordial First Form!
He has mastered the Primordial First Form at the perfect level!
What kind of sword is this?
"What a terrifying sword aura!"
"Let's attack together and defend with all our might!"
The three Half-Saint experts felt the sword's power, and their expressions instantly turned solemn.
At this moment, they no longer dared to underestimate Ye Xuan in the slightest.
The man on the left immediately brandished a long sword, sweeping it horizontally and unleashing a dazzling blade of light, which he then slashed down directly at Ye Xuan's head.
The person in the middle produced a feather fan, and as the fan was waved, streaks of light tore through space, crashing towards Ye Xuan like Gale.
The man on the right produced a long spear. He swept the spear horizontally, and beams of spear light materialized, instantly shattering the void and striking Ye Xuan's chest.
At this moment, none of the three Half-Saint powerhouses dared to show the slightest contempt or reservation.
They all unleashed their strongest attacks in their current state.
The rumbling sound that erupted in the space was deafening, causing the entire space to tremble.
The overwhelming power emanating from the three powerful attacks caused all the surrounding cultivators to tremble in fear.
Under the shocked and stunned gazes of the crowd, with a thunderous boom, the sword light tore through the void and collided with the blade light first.
Click!
In an instant, the blade's edge shattered!
Almost the instant the blade's edge shattered, the sword's edge landed on the countless fan-shaped blades, producing another series of hissing sounds.
Just like autumn winds sweeping away fallen leaves, the endless fan-shaped rays, under this tearing, disintegrated and vanished.
However, the sword light did not dissipate, continuing its unstoppable momentum as it struck the final spear light.
At the moment of impact, the spear's edge split open from the middle, then shattered and vanished.
However, the sword light had already split into three strangely at an extremely fast speed, and slammed into the three of them.
"Hiss hiss hiss!"
One after another, the sounds of spitting blood rang out, and the three Half-Saint were sent flying backwards, covering a distance of several hundred meters, before crashing to the ground.
A sword wound appeared on each of their bodies.
Dark golden blood dripped down.
Three Half-Saint, yet they were utterly defeated!
The onlookers were practically numb to what they were seeing.
They simply couldn't fathom what kind of extraordinary talent the young man below was.
How can he be so powerful?
They had seen many extraordinary talents before, because they themselves were extraordinary talents.
But they had never seen someone as monstrous as Ye Xuan before.
They asked themselves, if Half-Saint suppressed their cultivation to the same level as them...
Let alone facing several at the same time,
Even if it's just one, they are absolutely no match for it!
Looking at the young man's ethereal white robes and the gentle, warm smile on his face.
Everyone was momentarily stunned.
He was so outstanding, so extraordinary.
Unparalleled beauty and extraordinary talent!
At this moment, Ye Xuan was like a young Supreme, or a young emperor.
He was so dazzling, so peerless, seemingly possessing an invincible aura, ready to sweep across the ages!
Ye Xuan was naturally unaware of what the surrounding Tianjiao were thinking. He turned his gaze to the Half-Saint he had initially blasted away.
Although he blasted the two away, they were the luckiest because they were not injured.
When the two Half-Saint saw Ye Xuan's gaze sweep over them, despite their anger, they still lowered their heads in utter humiliation, not daring to meet Ye Xuan's eyes at all.
Because they knew that even if they tried again, they would only be asking for trouble and would be no match for the other team.
Seeing this, Ye Xuan nodded in satisfaction.
He took out a golden chair from his spatial ring, sat down in a very ostentatious manner, and then pointed at the seven people, saying:
"Now that the fight is over, we can have a proper talk."
"All of you, come here."
That condescending tone, that attitude of looking down on ants, made the corners of the seven Half-Saint ' mouths twitch uncontrollably.
In an instant, they felt an overwhelming sense of humiliation wash over them, and they were on the verge of collapse!
They never imagined that one day, a Heavenly Position ant at the Heavenly Rank would dare to be so insolent in front of them.
They never imagined that one day they would be so humble before a mere ant of the Heavenly Position Rank.
"Um?"
Seeing the seven men's humiliation and indignation, yet their indifference, Ye Xuan couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly. "Not cooperating?"
The seven people were stunned and numb, yet they remained motionless.
Ye Xuan sneered and waved his hand, "Master, make your move!"
Boom boom boom!
As the sound faded, seven hands suddenly appeared in the sky.
A palm stretched across the sky, unleashing boundless divine power, and thunderously descended from mid-air.
In an instant, he had already grabbed the bodies of seven Half-Saint and slammed them heavily at Ye Xuan's feet.
Bang bang bang!
The earth trembled, and dust billowed everywhere.
When the storm ended, all seven of them were covered in dust and dirt, and they were crawling in a row!
"Half, Half-Saint?"
The seven Half-Saint were horrified, their souls nearly extinguished.
They stared at the void in shock, completely forgetting their current disheveled state.
Wasn't it said that Han Bingning was only at the Early Venerable Realm?
How could that palm strike possess the power of Half-Saint?
As for the other Tianjiao around them, they were dumbfounded, completely stunned, and utterly bewildered.
Ye Xuan's lips twitched imperceptibly, then he casually flicked his sleeve, brushing away the fine dust from his body.
He looked at the seven Half-Saint again. "Tell me, which faction do you each belong to, and how many spirit stones have you prepared?"
The vast void was utterly silent!
The captured Tianjiao, including Yun Xiyue, were all somewhat dumbfounded.
He looked utterly hopeless.
In a corner, Yun Chen, Half-Saint of the Great Yun Dynasty, was hiding there furtively, his head almost buried in the ground.
His only prayer was: I can't see, I can't see, I can't see... Forget me, forget me, forget me...