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Chapter 308 Battle Saint

With the BUFF on his own, he was still at a disadvantage against the human soldiers.

Each of these human soldiers is not afraid of death, even if it is death, one must be dragged. With this kind of bloody will, let alone a BUFF, adding a few more is not an opponent.

The saint of the Yu clan was about to make a move, and raised his palm, wanting to end the war.

After all, for him, there is not even a human saint here, so he is invincible.

Even if the leader Wan Fu of the human race on the opposite side is in the realm of quasi-sage great perfection, if he is blessed with fighting spirit, he may be able to match the early stage of the saint, but he is confident and not afraid at all.

He is not a weak person in the early stage of the saint, but belongs to the middle class.

He will also be afraid of a quasi-sage. The difference in realm is here. He is afraid that he doesn't even know what power a saint has!

A little light bloomed in the palm of the hand, and the deadly suffocating momentum enveloped the human soldiers in an instant, and their morale was suppressed all at once.

A disdainful smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of the Saint of the Yu Clan. Just as he was about to press down his palm, a creepy feeling came to his heart.

A flat voice rang in his ears.

"Your opponent is Pindao."

Accompanied by a plain voice, a sword aura, carrying a terrifying aura of reincarnation, twisted and collapsed the space around the Saint of the Yu Clan. The meaning of reincarnation pervaded, trying to drag him into reincarnation.

"presumptuous!!"

The saint of the Yu clan was frightened and furious, he could no longer care about the human soldiers below, he shattered the sword energy with his palm, and at the same time erased the meaning of reincarnation with a stroke of his palm.

In the shattered space, the light cluster on the Saint of the Yu Clan disappeared, revealing his flawless face.

At this time, with a warm and angry face and a saintly aura, he distorted the space.

"It's so courageous to take action against Ben Sheng."

Looking at Chu Yun who was facing him, the saint of the Yu clan yelled at him, but the saint couldn't follow what he said.

An incomparable sense of guilt welled up in Chu Yun's heart, and he kept muttering that it was a crime to attack a saint, and he should be self-extinguished and apologize.

However, this sense of guilt, just appeared, was swallowed up by the meaning of reincarnation.

Looking up at him, Gu Jing said nonchalantly, "Don't use this trick on the poor."

Not much to say, raising his hand is a sword, let him understand that although he is not a saint, he is not afraid of you, a saint.

The sword energy fell like a terrifying Milky Way, which was much stronger than the Wanfu Commander of the Yu Clan, not at the same level.

The saint of the Yu clan also got serious, raised his palm like holding a star, and pinched the sword energy in his hand.

With a bang, the sword energy collapsed, and the palm of the feather saint's hand was also torn apart by the sword energy, leaving only a pair of jade-like hand bones.

His face was slightly green, and he didn't expect that a quasi-sage could actually cause harm to a saint.

With a soft snort, the flesh and blood on the bone of the hand grew instantly and returned to its original state.

The three pairs of wings shook slightly, and a white feather without impurities fell from the wings into his hand.

Looking at Chu Yun, he said coldly, "A sage is a sage, and this is a realm that you cannot surpass."

Don't think that the power of attacking and killing can be compared with the saint, so you don't put the saint in your eyes.

In the heavens and worlds, there are many quasi-sages who attack and rival saints, but no matter how comparable they are, their status is still inferior to saints.

All saints are ants, this sentence is not just talking, even if you are injured, only the saint will win in the end.

The white feather floated in the palm of his hand, and disappeared instantly with a flick of his fingers.

Chu Yun's pupils narrowed slightly, and just as he was about to raise his sword, countless white lights came out from his body like a sieve.

The Saint of the Yu Clan spread out his palm, and a white feather floated above his palm. On the feather, there was a drop of golden blood, which was slowly swallowed.

"cough cough"

Chu Yun coughed a few times, his body was like a rag, with hundreds of blood holes piercing through, among which was the power of destruction, constantly destroying his physical body.

Just now he just caught a wave, and then he was pierced hundreds of times by that feather.

Finally felt the power of the saint level.

This strong does not refer to the strength of combat power, he is not weak in combat power, but the gap in level and dimension.

Just now he felt very awkward, he clearly captured the fluctuation of the feather, but it was a second late, and this second is enough to penetrate him hundreds of times.

The gap on the timeline, what he captured was actually the previous second, while the feather was in the next second.

The time gap of this second is the gap between a quasi-sage and a saint.

The sage can dial the timeline to make this feather one second faster than the time he can observe. In this way, no matter what he does, it will be one second slower, which cannot be stopped.

This is because the saints of the Yu clan have just broken through in the early stages of saints, and they are not yet familiar with the power of saints, which leads to a gap of one second.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the examination hall to put him in as an assessment.

Some powerful saints can cause a gap of tens of seconds, and even waste the timeline. If such a saint enters, it is a crush, not an assessment.

This one-second gap can still be smoothed out. As long as Chu Yun is not familiar with it, he is not a vegetarian in these three strong ways.

The avenue of life surges, eliminating the power of destruction and repairing the physical body.

Sensing the breath of Chu Yun's avenue of life, the sage of the Yu clan frowned, the avenue of reincarnation, the avenue of life, and the two quasi-sages, no wonder they need to solve it by themselves.

"go"

With a low moan, the white feathers disappeared in his palm again.

A cold light flashed in Chu Yun's eyes, he no longer caught it with his divine sense, but relied on his intuition, and slashed out with a sword.

Ding!
The sound of Qingming sounded, and a feather emerged from the space, which was blocked by a sword.

He might really have nothing to do with the gap of a few seconds, but it's too much a matter of course to want to kill himself in a second!

Slashing with a sword, reincarnation swallowed, and the feathers turned into annihilation.

Looking at the Saint of the Yu Clan with cold eyes, he moved into the space and teleported in front of him.

A slender finger pointed towards the center of his brow.

Under the blessing of the terrifying Dao of Power, his fingers pierced layer after layer of space, locking the Saint of the Yu Clan.

It was as if a world was falling towards him, the center of his eyebrows collapsed, and a drop of blue blood spilled out.

"Avenue of Power!!! Three quasi-sages!!!"

A sound of astonishment came from his mouth, and a road appeared in front of him out of thin air, and it turned into a feather coat to cover his body.

This is the avenue he opened up, the avenue of imperialism.

The space is like a kaleidoscope, layer upon layer, constantly lengthening the distance between himself and that finger.

Chu Yun frowned, the space where he and the saint of the Yu Clan were not in the same place.

"Humph!"

It doesn't matter if they are not in the same place, just break it by force.

A road as thick as a mountain appeared behind him, his strength was increasing infinitely, and his fingers were covered with a layer of bronze.

In Chu Yun's eyes, a lotus of mana was reflected, and the space appeared in the eyes like lines.

The two parallel lines represent the space where he and the Saint of the Yu Clan are located. They do not intersect, so it is naturally difficult to touch them.

But under the powerful force, Chu Yun pressed them together.

There was a soft bang.

The space in front of the Saint of the Yu Clan was shattered, revealing a frightened face.

A finger shattered the space and touched the center of his brow.

(End of this chapter)