Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 1162: Killing with Momentum

Suddenly, everyone paused.

His eyes immediately fell on the handsome young man standing in front of the black pool on the top of the mountain.

The young man looked harmless, very clean, quiet, and had a very handsome temperament. He sat there, motionless.

His cultivation level is hard to fathom. At first glance, it seems to be in the Saint Realm, but upon closer inspection, it seems to be in the early Great Saint Realm. At another glance, it has become the perfect Great Saint Realm. Sometimes, it even feels like the cultivation level of a Saint King!
This scene immediately made Old Wu extremely alert. Even at this moment, when he saw Ye Xuan, he had a sense of danger, and this feeling made his eyes flash with a sharp light.

In addition, he always felt that there was something wrong with the other party.

The other six old Saint Kings were also surprised, their expressions slightly solemn. After all, the appearance of such a strange young man in this strange place forced them to be cautious.

But it was only solemnity and caution. In their opinion, no matter how high the cultivation level of the young man in front of them was, the strength of the seven Holy Kings was extremely strong no matter where they were.

Otherwise, Wanyan Yunming would not have arranged for them to protect his only son when he was away.

However, they all had a feeling that something was wrong, but they couldn't find the source.

"Oh my, there is someone here? Raise your head, tell us your name, and take out your stored treasures!" Wanyan Yanqing sat in the sedan chair, glanced at Ye Xuan beside the black pool, and laughed, with contempt in his voice.

He couldn't see through Ye Xuan's cultivation, but in his life, he could not see through everyone's cultivation, because it was not necessary, because his father was an extremely strong person in the Immortal Saint Realm, and this alone was enough.

In his life, he never needed to consider the other person's cultivation level. No matter who it was, as long as they were not at the same level as his father, anyone who dared to provoke him would be destroyed both physically and spiritually.

Countless facts have already witnessed this, and have made Wanyan Yanqing accustomed to this kind of superior pride.

Under the gaze of everyone, Ye Xuan slowly raised his head.

He glanced at everyone, and after scanning them one by one, his eyes fell on Wanyan Yanqing.

When Ye Xuan glanced at them, the six old men among the seven people, except Old Wu, were all shocked, as if Ye Xuan's gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing through their minds and turning into a thunderous roar.

Even Elder Wu, who was at the fourth level of the Saint King Realm, looked increasingly solemn.

"The peak of the ninth level of the Great Saint Realm!?"

“How is this possible!? How can his powerful aura be so related to his great cultivation level!?” The other six elders also immediately judged Ye Xuan’s cultivation level through their own reactions. At the same time, they all breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Although the Great Saint Realm is powerful, this is... an ancient battlefield with innumerable Saint Kings. How much trouble can a Great Saint Realm cause!
When Wanyan Yanqing was swept by Ye Xuan's gaze, his head immediately buzzed and his body trembled. He lost his grip on the wine glass in his hand and it fell down, spilling the wine on his body.

Ye Xuan withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at the people who came. He lowered his head and spoke lightly.

"You guys, leave now."

Ye Xuan had already noticed this group of people before they approached, and he also knew clearly the purpose of their coming here. The look he gave him before was a deterrent and a warning. After he finished speaking, Ye Xuan's eyes fell back on the black pool.

"You are so brave!!" Wanyan Yanqing took a breath, his body trembled, and he stared at Ye Xuan coldly.

Faced with Ye Xuan's intimidation, some people will retreat, but some people, relying on their own family background, will become increasingly unable to withstand such intimidation, because in their lives, there is a proud heart in their arrogant minds, and such intimidation will undoubtedly hurt the self-perceived dignity of this type of people.

Wanyan Yanqing was the latter kind of person, so he was furious. He could not stand the strong fear he had felt before. He was the only son of Wanyan Patriarch, the first prince of their continent, a noble young master. Even a strong woman in the Saint King realm would throw herself into his arms.

But now, here, he was actually frightened by the gaze of an unknown young man, which made Wanyan Yanqing furious and he immediately felt that he was being strongly challenged by the majesty.

From childhood to adulthood, no one has dared to be so arrogant in front of him. The behavior of this young man is normal in the eyes of many people, but in Wanyan Yanqing's eyes, this is arrogance!
In his mind, for many years, he was the only one looking down on others, and no one had ever dared to look at him like that. This shocked his mind, and even now he could still feel a buzzing in his head. This was a humiliation he could not bear.

"Kill him! Kill him quickly!" Wanyan Yanqing had a grim look on his face, staring at Ye Xuan and ordered.

"No one has ever dared to do this in front of me. You are dead!" Wanyan Yanqing gritted his teeth and growled, then slapped a small bag on his waist. A white light came out of the bag, and in a flash it turned into a woman in palace robes.

This woman was also a great beauty, but at this moment her pretty face was filled with fear.

Wanyan Yanqing directly held the beautiful woman in palace dress in his arms domineeringly and groped her with his hands, as if to ease the anger in his heart.

Old Wu's face darkened. He felt something was wrong. He was about to say something when suddenly, the four men in black around Wanyan Yanqing suddenly had murderous intent in their eyes and disappeared in an instant. When they reappeared, they were all around Ye Xuan. They raised their right hands and four sharp swords appeared immediately, carrying strong murderous intent and murderous aura, and rushed towards Ye Xuan with a sharp roar.

Ye Xuan frowned. He didn't want to kill anyone. The tree wanted to be still, but the wind didn't stop.

"In that case, don't leave."

Ye Xuan spoke lightly, without even looking at the four sword beams approaching from all sides. Seeing Wanyan Yanqing's grim smile, Ye Xuan raised his head.

The moment he raised his head, an indescribable murderous aura suddenly burst out from Ye Xuan's body. The murderous aura was so strong that it was earth-shaking. It made the wind and rain change color and the surrounding clouds roll back. It was as if an ancient ferocious beast had revealed its power at this moment.

The evil spirit was thick but invisible. However, as it spread rapidly, the four men in black beside him were the first to be hit. These four men were fierce and powerful men who killed people without blinking an eye. Over the years, many strong men had died at their hands. Each of them had a strong evil spirit. Normally, they had cold personalities, but now when faced with Ye Xuan's indescribable evil spirit, their expressions immediately changed.

Compared with Ye Xuan, their little bit of evil spirit is like fireflies, while Ye Xuan's... is like the bright moon!
“What!!? How many powerful creatures must be killed to achieve such a terrifying evil spirit!!!?” Everyone on Motian Continent was shocked.

But they didn't know that these evil spirits were only one tenth of Ye Xuan's.

boom!
The four sword beams roared together and collapsed and shattered in an instant, turning into nothing. The four men in black were shaking all over and spurting blood. Their brains were like paste, as if they were hit by a huge force. Their bodies were rolled back, but before they could retreat more than ten feet, the heads of these four men collapsed and exploded immediately.

Amidst the blood and flesh, the four bodies fell below the clouds, sank into the desert, were buried by the black sand, and disappeared.

Divine thought and dragon power!

Ye Xuan was too lazy to deal with the four black-clothed men who had reached the perfect state of great sainthood and the four sedan chair bearers.

There was an instant of deathly silence all around, Wanyan Yanqing opened his eyes wide in disbelief. The expressions of the seven old men around him suddenly became more solemn than ever before. Six of them appeared around Wanyan Yanqing in a flash, while Old Wu, who was at the fourth level of the Saint King Realm, appeared in the front with a gloomy expression and looked at Ye Xuan.

The powerful aura of the fourth level of the Saint King realm burst out!
Old Wu admitted that even he himself might not be able to kill four people who were able to unite and fight against the second level of the Saint King Realm with just a burst of momentum.

(End of this chapter)