There is nothing that cannot be solved by the overwhelming movement of the Divine Clouds of Heaven and Earth. If there is, then the phantom behind the shadow clone can be added.

In the mid-air, the violent gusts of wind swept away the holy light of the sword like a whirlwind, leaving everyone stunned.

The Holy Light of Killing is the opportunity and fortune for everyone in this world. Could it really have been destroyed by Yang Zhen?

Seeing the violent aura emanating from Yang Zhen, everyone present exclaimed in surprise, and even some of the Half-Step Great Saints had expressions of horror on their faces.

Hei Qiu and other disciples of the Black Lotus Holy Land were even more shocked. They turned around and ran away before they could rush to Yang Zhen.

How can we fight this? If everyone used their true energy as they wished, almost everyone would slap Yang Zhen away with a slap. However, if they used their true energy under the holy light of the sword, then they would have to die.

Hei Qiu and the others wanted to kill Yang Zhen, but he obviously hadn’t lived long enough, especially Hei Qiu, who had a ridiculous look on his face, as if he had seen the end of the world. He turned around and ran, shouting, “Ancestor, save me!”

Boom! A series of earth-shattering noises were heard, and countless phantoms behind Yang Zhen completely exploded, forming a huge palm in the air, and slapped Hei Qiu and others.

"Damn it, you're pretending to be awesome and now you want to run away. I haven't even started yet, how can you run away?"

Yang Zhen had an angry look on his face. He stopped grilling the meat and chased after Hei Qiu and the others.

Seeing a group of people from the Black Lotus Holy Land being chased around in the air by countless Yang Zhens, everyone present had a look of astonishment on their faces.

On the Qingluan Sect side, the middle-aged woman had just rushed halfway and didn't even have time to stop when she screamed and showed a look of surprise.

It was too horrifying. Countless Yang Zhens were chasing Hei Qiu and others in the air. The huge palms seemed to be falling from the sky. Every time they slapped down, a cultivator from the Black Lotus Holy Land would vomit blood and fall to the ground, falling from the air, like a pinball, bouncing on the ground, it was so spectacular.

Within the holy light, Saint Qingluan had a dazed look on her face. She stared at everything that was happening in the air with her mouth wide open, an expression of disbelief on her face.

The Black Lotus Saint's face was filled with horror. Not only was her breath turbulent, but her expression also looked extremely ugly.

Luck is something that can really drive people crazy sometimes.

Originally, she thought that Yang Zhen was just an insignificant Yang Tieniu. Even though she finally discovered that he was the legendary Yang Zhen, the Black Lotus Saint did not take Yang Zhen seriously.

After all, the Black Lotus Holy Land had plenty of disciples like Yang Zhen. Those young male disciples who left all kinds of legends over the years, which one of them didn't try every means to attract her attention? But Yang Zhen didn't. Ever since the Black Lotus Saint appeared, Yang Zhen had never looked at her straight in the eye, as if in Yang Zhen's eyes, there was no room for her, a saint of the Black Lotus Holy Land.

It was not until now that the Black Lotus Saint suddenly realized that it was not that Yang Zhen could not tolerate her, but that he did not notice her at all.

Just like she was paying attention to those young talented disciples from the Black Lotus Holy Land who were trying to attract her attention, in Yang Zhen's eyes, the talent and appearance of the Black Lotus Holy Maiden were just too ordinary.

Hei Qiu and others fled in a panic in mid-air. Inside the Black Lotus Holy Land Palace, a monstrous aura rose into the sky.

After sensing this breath, everyone's faces changed simultaneously, including Qing Guan and Sheng Quan Zhenren, who all looked towards the palace of the Black Lotus Holy Land.

An old voice was heard, rumbling like the sound of heaven.

"Kid, be merciful when you can, don't go too far."

Rumble! As soon as the sound landed, the violent aura in the air seemed to boil, and waves of blood covered the sky and the sun, covering the holy light of the slashing path in the sky.

Everyone felt this terrifying aura with fear and trepidation, and the faces of Qing Guan and Sheng Quan Zhenren turned ugly in an instant.

Only a strong person in the holy realm can influence many celestial phenomena with a single word. The raging blood waves in the sky were like a vast ocean. The terrifying aura that was like an upheaval made everyone shudder.

Yang Zhen was stunned. As his body stopped, countless shadow clones disappeared. Everyone seemed to wake up from a dream. When they reacted again, Yang Zhen had returned to the barbecue grill.

"Old man, you finally came out. Want to eat something with me?"

Old man? Hearing this name, everyone almost turned around and ran away.

Is this necessary?

Is it so fun to anger a powerful Saint?

Yang Zhen, this bastard, is really fearless. He is a powerful saint. If he wants to kill everyone here, it won’t be a big deal.

Only powerful people like Qingguan and Shengquan Zhenren could vaguely guess that the reason why Yang Zhen was so fearless was not because he was not afraid of the strong ones in the Saint Realm, but because Yang Zhen was within the Holy Light of Zhan Dao and was able to display his strength without fear of the strong ones in the Saint Realm.

Sure enough, the old man snorted upon hearing this and said, "I didn't expect that you would comprehend the Holy Light of Slashing to such an extent. With your talent, even in the Great Wilderness Era, you would be able to stand out from the crowd. It's just a pity..."

pity?

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Hearing this, everyone's scalp went numb.

To what extent has Yang Zhen comprehended the Holy Light of the Way of Slashing? What does the Saint Realm expert mean by "a pity"? Including Hei Qiu and others who fled back to the Black Lotus Holy Land Palace in a panic, their faces were full of doubts. After hearing the words of the Saint Realm expert, they all looked at Yang Zhen curiously.

"What a pity?" Yang Zhen continued to turn the meat on the grill, and he didn't sound pity at all.

The Saint Realm expert sighed and said, "It's a pity that your current realm is too low. Even if you comprehend the Holy Light of the Way of Slashing, what can you do? With your current strength, I'm afraid you won't be able to exert any power of the Holy Light of the Way of Slashing."

What? Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Could it be that Yang Zhen could also control the Holy Light of Slashing Dao?

How is this possible?

Naturally, Yang Zhen could not control the Holy Light of Cutting. This was the creation of heaven and earth, not the chance of one person. Let alone Yang Zhen, even if a strong man in the Emperor Realm was here, it would be impossible for him to control the Holy Light of Cutting that filled the sky.

After hearing the words of the Saint Realm expert, Yang Zhen grinned and said, "I think this is good. Even if I can't bring out the power of the Dao-Severing Holy Light, I can still help the little girl and the little Dao Chi perfect their Dao Hearts."

A hearty laugh came from the palace of the Black Lotus Holy Land, followed by the appearance of a hunchbacked old man. The old man's words made everyone feel a chill down their spine.

“Do you think that now that I have come out, I will let you succeed?”

Everyone was shocked! A Saint Realm expert was actually going to attack Yang Zhen!

Everyone subconsciously looked towards Yang Zhen. The smile on Yang Zhen's face disappeared. He said to Hua Youyue, Han Yan'er, and the Saint Qingluan who was not far away: "You three, stay away."

At this point, Yang Zhen said to the Saint Realm expert who was walking up to the air step by step: "Old man, can you succeed? This Saint wants to try!"

(End of this chapter)