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Zhang Qianfan almost vomited blood and died from Chen Sanqiu's words. He felt as if his blood had been slapped onto a pile of dung.

It was too hard.

Zhang Qianfan gritted his teeth and pointed at the sincere Chen Sanqiu. His whole body trembled in anger and he was speechless.

"You look much better than before." Chen Sanqiu shrugged his shoulders helplessly. This was the truth of his words. He didn't intend to ridicule Zhang Qianfan; he was just thinking.

He didn't expect that a simple sentence from Zhang Qianfan would anger him to the point of spitting out blood. This really wasn't his fault.

Chen Sanqiu sighed helplessly, as if he couldn't blame me for this.

Wu Tie was so angry that he was trembling. He gnashed his teeth and pointed at Liu Tie. After a long while, he said with hatred, "Little Monster Chen, today is the day you die. You will die without a doubt."

Chen Sanqiu glanced at Zhang Qianfan, Lin Youchen, and Li Chenxi and yawned, "With just the three of you?"

Zhang Qianfan, Lin Youchen, Li Chenxi …

Chen Sanqiu was furious. That look and yawn of his just now had more impact on him than any words he could say.

That feeling of disdain was extremely pleasing to the eye.

The three of them had gone through countless dangers and worked hard to cultivate just for this day. Moreover, from their perspective, with their current strength, not to mention Chen Sanqiu, even the leader of the team, Elder Sword God, was someone they could kill this time.

What's more, Chen Sanqiu, whose cultivation realm was not even comparable to Elder Wang?

Seeing how Chen Sanqiu did not put them in his eyes, the three of them immediately shouted angrily. The swords in their hands emitted a bright light and they leaped towards Chen Sanqiu.

He swore to hack Chen Sanqiu into a thousand pieces.

Damn it.

Over the past year, the three of them had been living lives that weren't even comparable to ordinary people. They had to be wary of Sword God Zong's universe level S fighters lying in ambush, or even going to the toilet.

Every day passed in great anxiety.

Originally dressed in luxurious clothing and food.

Now, heh heh, it has long been a thing of the past.

Who caused all this?

It was all caused by Chen Sanqiu.

He had to kill Chen Sanqiu. Otherwise, how could he quell the hatred in his heart?

"Die."

The three of them unleashed their strongest powers, trying to kill Chen Sanqiu in an instant.

When they saw that Chen Sanqiu had stopped Chen Yu‘er, Yu Feifei, and Yellow Sand Old Man from coming over to help, the three of them became even more confident.

Although he was angry at Chen Sanqiu for not putting the three of them in his eyes, but he was also very excited.

The more they look down on the three of them, the more chance they have to kill Chen Sanqiu.

Just when the three of them imagined Chen Sanqiu being chopped into pieces by their treasured swords, suddenly, a powerful Spiritual Force burst out from Chen Sanqiu's body.

A divine intent that was like a mountain instantly appeared in the minds of Zhang Qianfan, Lin Youchen, and Li Chenxi.

The three of them immediately became pale and vomited a mouthful of blood. They were unable to control their bodies.

"No …" Zhang Qianfan's eyes were bloodshot as he roared angrily towards the sky. The distance between the tip of his sword and Chen Sanqiu was less than a centimeter.

One more step and it could penetrate Chen Sanqiu's body.

After killing Little Monster Chen, Ye Zichen calmed down the anger he had for the past year and suppressed it.

However, this distance of less than a centimeter was like an insurmountable chasm. No matter how hard Zhang Qianfan tried, the tip of his sword was unable to move an inch forward.

Under the pressure of his divine sense, his body fell toward the ground.

"Impossible! How is this possible? How can there be such a powerful divine intent?"

"It's as big as a mountain. Is this really a person's consciousness?"

"It's simply unable to shake this mountain-like divine intent."

Zhang Qianfan, Lin Youchen, and Li Chenxi all landed on the ground with a loud bang. Their faces were pale and their eyes were filled with shock, panic, and disbelief.

It was hard to imagine that the consciousness that was like a mountain appeared in his mind was the consciousness Little Monster Chen released.

Too scary.

This was too unbelievable.

Suddenly, the three of them understood why the Starving Dragon Yu Huang fainted when it was attacking Chen Sanqiu.

He died an unknown death.

Obviously, he was suppressed by Chen Sanqiu's powerful consciousness to the point that he couldn't move. His sea of consciousness was heavily injured and he lost consciousness.

The three of them looked at each other with lifeless eyes, and finally revealed a bitter smile.

He originally thought that the reason why he had to go through so much suffering and train diligently was so that he could shock the world today, get rid of Chen Sanqiu, and become famous throughout the world.

He didn't expect that the difference between the three of them and Chen Sanqiu was already so huge.

"Two years ago, Chen Sanqiu was still much weaker than me. If I had gone all out to kill him, there would have been no possibility for Chen Sanqiu to survive."

"However, two years later, Chen Sanqiu did not even move his hands. He only used his soul consciousness to suppress the three of us so that we could not move at all."

"Is the difference so huge?"

You, Chen Sanqiu, are the pride of the heavens, the genius amongst geniuses.

The three of us, how are we not the pride of the heavens? How are we not the genius among geniuses?

They were all heaven's pride level experts, and all of them were geniuses amongst geniuses.

Why was there such a huge gap between them?

Zhang Qianfan felt despair in his heart and finally let out a bitter laugh, "This time, the three holy lands, the big families, and the strong warriors from the famous sects are all here. I guess Little Monster Chen won't survive, we just need to go first and wait for Little Monster Chen on the way to the Yellow Springs."

Hearing Zhang Qianfan's words, Lin Youchen and Li Chenxi could only bitterly smile.

Very quickly, countless of magical techniques, divine tools, and divine tools fell on Chen Sanqiu's location.

It was like the power to destroy the world.

Chen Yu‘er and Yu Feifei turned into Golden Giant Dragon and roared at the sky. They wanted to save Chen Sanqiu, but they were stopped by the experts from the various families.1

Although Chen Yu‘er and Yu Feifei were of the same race as Starving Dragon Yu Huang, they had yet to become mature dragons.

The difference in strength was not small.

They could only fight with the experts from the various families.

Yellow Sand Old Man's figure flashed and appeared in front of Chen Sanqiu. With a wave of his hand, countless Spatial Array appeared and blocked the two of them.

"Rumble."

"Crack, crack, crack."

The layers of Spatial Array in front of Chen Sanqiu were being broken apart.

Yellow Sand Old Man's forehead was covered in sweat as he bitterly smiled. He knew that no matter how hard he tried, he wouldn't be able to stop so many attacks.

At this moment, Chen Sanqiu smiled and patted Yellow Sand Old Man's shoulder: "You did your best. Let me do it."

With that, Chen Sanqiu's body flashed and appeared in front of Yellow Sand Old Man.

Then, he shouted.

Behind him, the Golden War God, Ghost King, roared at the sky while facing the incoming magical techniques, sacred art, and Divine Equipment.

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