"You... you insulted me?"
The Yaoguang Holy Son stared at Yang Zhen with disbelief and shock, clearly not expecting Yang Zhen to dare to curse him.
Diao Wutian was so angry that his beard bristled. Just moments ago he had looked like a wise and dignified immortal, but now he looked exactly like a wild buffalo that had seen a red cloth.
Yang Zhen ignored Diao Wutian and Yaoguang Holy Son, turned to Mei Wuhua and cupped his hands, saying, " Senior Mei, the young lady cannot withstand fright; her safety is entrusted to you."
Upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, a strange look flashed across Mei Wuhua's face. He gave Yang Zhen a deep look, then nodded with a smile and said, "Kid, I've grown to like you a little. I hope you can survive."
Survive?
What a joke! Even if Yang Zhen killed the Yaoguang Holy Son, he would still have a very hard time surviving against five Great Saint.
On the other hand, the Yaoguang Holy Son is one of the most outstanding geniuses in the Central Court, and his talent is even greater than that of the Holy Maiden Qingquan in the Three Mountains Holy Land.
Such a prodigy, a Saint Realm expert, was actually killed by Yang Zhen, a Celestial Phenomenon Realm Ninth Heavenly Layer cultivator?
In the current situation, there's no need for Diao Wutian and the others to take action. The Yaoguang Holy Son alone could easily kill Yang Zhen several times over.
The Shameless Cat leaped onto Han Yan'er's shoulder, shouting, "Kid, when you're killing people, why don't you refine the Nine Realms Exquisite Pagoda too? Girl Hua is right, this Nine Realms Exquisite Pagoda seems to actually be of some use to you."
I'll give it a try!
Yang Zhen grinned, and under the bewildered gazes of tens of thousands of eyes, pointed his sword at the Yaoguang Holy Son, and said with a smile, "Didn't you always hope that this Sage of Saunter would cause a ruckus at the treasure appraisal conference? Now this Sage of Saunter will grant your wish and draw the lines. Will you come one by one, or all at once?"
Seeing Yang Zhen's almost arrogant attitude, everyone thought Yang Zhen had gone mad.
The Yaoguang Holy Son alone could probably kill Yang Zhen many times over. How dare Yang Zhen dare to challenge a Great Saint like Diao Wutian?
"It's over, Yang Zhen has completely gone mad!"
If Yang Zhen could still survive under these circumstances, then even Heaven would probably be outraged.
Diao Wutian frowned and gave Yang Zhen a deep look, clearly not understanding where Yang Zhen's confidence came from.
With so many cultivators present, Diao Wutian, a Great Saint, couldn't very well just slap Yang Zhen to death. Hearing this, he snorted coldly and said to the Yaoguang Holy Son, "He is, after all, a former lover of the Holy Maiden Hua. Let his soul remain and fend for itself."
The Yaoguang Holy Son nodded, smiled at Yang Zhen, and said, "If you can be in my hands..."
"If you want to fight, then fight! Why all this nonsense?" Yang Zhen sneered. As he leaped forward, a terrifying black Wu Guang suddenly erupted from the Great Deficiency Sword. As the Evil Shadow Black Taotie Heavenly Wrath, a terrifying and violent force descended from above, bombarding the Yaoguang Holy Son.
The Yaoguang Holy Son seemed to be used to sparring with others, and he didn't expect Yang Zhen to attack so suddenly. By the time he reacted, the towering black flames had already reached his head.
"Snort!"
Amidst the gasps of the crowd, the Yaoguang Holy Son coldly snorted, and with his hands clasped together, a voice as resounding as the chanting of heaven and earth echoed.
boom--!
As the terrifying forces collided, endless shockwaves surged out in all directions. Yang Zhen was blown backward by the violent shockwaves, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
"Damn, this bastard's so hard?"
He intended to ambush and kill the Yaoguang Holy Son with a single sword strike, but who would have thought that the Yaoguang Holy Son would react so quickly, and that he could send Yang Zhen flying with just a simple gesture of putting his hands together.
When Yang Zhen regained his balance, his expression changed completely.
Behind the Yaoguang Holy Land, a bright sun shines, resembling a great Buddha, appearing sacred and inviolable, even inspiring an urge to prostrate oneself in worship.
What kind of bizarre Cultivation Method arts technique is this?
A smile appeared on Yaoguang Holy Son's face as he looked at Yang Zhen and shook his head, saying, " Yang Zhen, I have heard countless legends about you, but in my opinion, all of these rumors about you are far too exaggerated."
Yang Zhen grinned, leaped into the air, his body ablaze with golden light, his eyes narrowed, and he hoisted the Great Deficiency Sword back onto his shoulder, walking step by step towards the Yaoguang Holy Son from afar.
"Didn't your old, cunning master teach you that even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit?" Yang Zhen laughed loudly, and as he leaped into the air, his angry roar resounded through the sky!
"Formation!"
Rumble!
A terrifying sonic wave swept in all directions, creating a shockwave even more terrifying than the clash between the two earlier, affecting countless Saint Realm experts.
Almost all the Saint Realm experts in mid-air stared at Yang Zhen Yang Zhen disbelief, clearly startled by the terrifying power he unleashed.
Diao Wutian frowned, his eyes filled with suspicion.
Beside Hua Youyue, Mei Wuhua let out a soft exclamation and said, " The Nine-Character Mantra? I didn't expect that kid Yang Zhen would possess such a supreme treasure as the Nine-Character Mantra?"
The serene smile on Hua Youyue's face gradually faded, and she asked slowly, " Elder Mei, between Yang Zhen and the Yaoguang Holy Son, who has a better chance of winning?"
Mei Wuhua shook her head and chuckled, saying, "If Yang Zhen is only this much, then he is no match for the Yaoguang Holy Son at all. The Yaoguang Holy Son cannot have such a reputation simply because the Yaoguang Holy Land has been praising him."
Hua Youyue had just nodded when her expression suddenly changed.
The Yaoguang Holy Son suddenly had a long sword with a chilling gleam in his hand. With a casual wave of his hand, Sword-Ray formed a sword array in front of him.
At the same time, behind the Yaoguang Holy Son, the light behind the Heavenly Buddha shone brightly, with golden rays and countless Dao Intent longswords appearing, resembling a celestial wheel, exuding a terrifying aura.
Yang Zhen squinted at the sight, gripped the Great Deficiency Sword tightly with both hands, roared, and the dark golden light on his body suddenly condensed into a colossal sword, which he then blasted towards the Yaoguang Holy Son.
"Mou!"
A deep, muffled sound rang out, Nine Heavens suddenly the heavens above were bathed in light.
Endless sword light, as if descending from the heavens, transformed into countless forms and rushed towards Yang Zhen's giant sword.
Rumble!
The heavens and earth trembled, and amidst the endless surging air currents, everyone instinctively closed their eyes.
When everyone opened their eyes again, Yang Zhen was nowhere to be seen.
"On the ground!"
Suddenly someone exclaimed in surprise, their face filled with horror.
Yang Zhen got up from the ground, but the smile on his face became even brighter.
However, even this smile couldn't hide Yang Zhen's unease, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
Yang Zhen is injured!
"That's right, this is what a battle should be like!"
Yang Zhen roared and charged towards the Yaoguang Holy Son once again, like a cannonball.
"Damn it, I told you to keep a low Sage of Saunter this time, otherwise I'd have to work my butt off!"
"Is the Yaoguang Holy Land so great? Is the Yaoguang Holy Son so great? Is the Great Saint so great?"
As Yang Zhen Yang Zhen speaking, endless waves of blood suddenly erupted from his body, blotting out the sky and the sun. A beam of blood light seemed to tear through space as it rushed towards the Yaoguang Holy Son.
"Light of a Grain of Rice!" The Yaoguang Holy Son pointed his finger, and countless Sword-Ray covered the sky.
Yang Zhen laughed loudly, and in his roar, his clothes were completely torn apart.
" Ninth Dragon Elephant, open!"
boom--!
Two figures fell from mid-air, and Yang Zhen sprang back to his feet, rushing towards the disheveled Yaoguang Holy Son.
"This... what kind of brute force is this?" Diao Wutian's face turned green.
"You looked cool when you were being sarcastic, but you looked a bit pathetic when you got beaten up!"
Is Sword-Ray formed from Dao Intent really that remarkable?
It's as if this Sage of Saunter hasn't even Dao Entry!
"You...!"
Bang--!
"Live...!"
boom--!
"Mix...!"
Bang!
"Aww...!"