Chapter 1131: Kill them all with a snap of fingers

They are all top masters who can dominate the world.

Once he took action at this moment, the fierceness of his moves split the air like a cold blade drawn from its sheath.

Every time the sword was swung out, it was accompanied by a sharp whistling sound that broke through the air. The endless sword lights layered on top of each other and intertwined into a light curtain, illuminating the entire world as bright as day.

Even the edges of the distant clouds were dyed a cold silver-white, and even the gravel on the ground trembled slightly under the residual power of the knife light.

In addition, they were numerous, and more than a dozen auras twisted into a tremendous pressure, and the offensive was as terrifying as a flood breaking through a dam.

Wherever the knife light passed, even the space was rippling with tiny ripples, as if it would be torn open in the next second.

Patriarch Situ's pupils suddenly shrank as he watched from the side, and he quickly took a deep breath and added fuel to the fire.

He had fought with Ye Chen before and remembered clearly how terrifying that guy was. He also knew that Ye Chen's strength was far more than what he saw on the surface.

With only the few guards around Master Shangguan, they could at best only entangle Ye Chen, but they could never defeat him.

What's more, Ye Chen also took away the purple gourd that he valued as his life.

That was the weapon left behind by the Chaos Saint Emperor. Ordinary immortal power could not activate it. Now that it fell into Ye Chen's hands, it would only make him more difficult to deal with.

He clenched his fists, knowing very well that with just these few guards, it was hard to say whether he could save himself, let alone kill Ye Chen.

So, without any hesitation, he tapped the air with his toes and rushed into the battle like an arrow, his robes rustling in the wind.

Not for anything else, just to ensure that Ye Chen can be completely killed, even if it costs a lot of immortal power, it is worth it!

"The lunar eclipse ends all hope!!!"

He roared, his voice filled with determination to burn his boats.

All the immortal power surging in his chest was poured into his palm, and he delivered a shocking blow that was enough to shatter mountains.

High in the sky ahead, countless silver-white points of light gathered together, and in the blink of an eye, they condensed into a broken, cold moon.

The edge of the waning moon was a faint gray-black color, as if it had been swallowed. As soon as it took shape, it released countless fine silver-white moonlight rays.

Some of those lights were as sharp as needles, making tiny sounds of breaking through the air.

Some of them were like an endless tide, surging towards Ye Chen layer by layer. Wherever they passed, even the air seemed to be frozen into substance.

Veins bulged on his forehead and beads of sweat trickled down his cheeks. It was obvious that he had already used up all the immortal power he could mobilize in his current realm, and even his breathing had become somewhat disordered.

Being besieged by so many top experts at the same time, any cultivator of the same level would probably not be able to withstand even half a move and would surely end up with his soul torn to pieces!

Far in the distance, high in the sky, more than a dozen figures were floating behind the clouds watching the battle. These were the ancestors of one force.

Seeing this scene, they all gasped and felt as if their hearts were being tightly grasped by an invisible hand. Even their breathing became sluggish, and their fingertips even subconsciously curled up a little.

The old man Shenfeng stared at the sky full of sword lights and the waning moon. The blue veins on his forehead were twitching and twisting, and even the white hair at his temples was trembling slightly.

He gritted his teeth, and a thought emerged uncontrollably in his mind - if he was the one being besieged at this moment, how should he respond to this overwhelming attack?

How to survive?

He was silent for a long time, and finally gave an answer in his heart: there was no way he could survive, and he didn't even have the chance to self-destruct his soul.

Ancestor Bai Yu stood aside, his face had already turned pale and his lips were pressed into a straight line.

He obviously put himself in Ye Chen's situation, his fingers unconsciously stroking the jade pendant in his sleeve, and the conclusion he came to was exactly the same as that of the Divine Wind Ancestor - death is inevitable!

"That's too cruel. With so many experts teaming up to deal with a young man, how could he possibly survive?!"

The old man Shenfeng couldn't help but let out a low cry, his voice filled with a bit of disbelief and a bit of regret.

Elder Bai Yu slowly shook his head, a complex look flashing in his eyes: "Not necessarily. Have you forgotten? That man was able to take away Elder Situ's Chaos Saint Emperor weapon. What does this prove? It means that his strength has long exceeded our expectations! He may not die!!!"

Hearing his words, Patriarch Shenfeng was stunned for a moment, his pupils dilated slightly, and then the regret in his eyes gradually faded away, and instead revealed a hint of expectation.

He stared at the center of the battle, feeling as if he was being scratched by a cat. He was now looking forward to how Ye Chen would resolve and deal with this inevitable situation.

In the city below, countless people looked up and stood on tiptoe to gaze at the sky.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on the area shrouded by the sword light and moonlight.

When they saw Ye Chen being beaten by more than a dozen people, the crowd suddenly exploded and curses rang out one after another.

"So many people fighting one person? You don't even care about your dignity. How can you be called a hero?!" A strong man roared with his fists clenched, his voice as hoarse as sandpaper rubbing against him.

"That's right! If you can't win, just resort to siege. It's really a disgrace to immortal cultivators!!!" A scholar in a green cloth shirt was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick. He even forgot to put away the scroll in his hand.

"I think, even if Young Master Ye Chen loses, it's still an honor to lose! It's not glorious even if these people win!!!" A white-haired old man stroked his beard, his tone full of indignation.

Despite the curses, everyone was secretly clenching their energy, hoping that Ye Chen could find a way out of this desperate situation.

After all, the person who could snatch the treasure from Patriarch Situ shouldn't fall so easily.

High in the sky, Ye Chen's figure had already been swallowed up by the endless sword light, and the silver-white moonlight was like a huge net, covering him tightly in the center, and not even a trace of his clothes could be seen.

No matter whether it was the ancestors in the distance or the common people below, they all felt that his situation had become extremely dangerous. Perhaps in the next second, he would be reduced to ashes in this bombardment and would never be able to recover!

The guards and Patriarch Situ did not dare to relax at all. They stared at the center of the energy explosion, and the moves in their hands became more and more brutal.

Even though his immortal power was being consumed rapidly and the cold sweat oozing from his forehead soaked his robes, he did not stop for a moment.

Anyway, it's just a crazy bombardment, and they won't stop until they see Ye Chen's body!

But gradually, they all felt something strange in their hearts.

After this fierce attack, 70% to 80% of the spiritual power in his body was consumed, and even his arms began to feel slightly numb. It might be the center of the explosion, so why was there still no movement?

There were no screams, no blood or flesh splattering, and not even a trace of breath could be detected.

“There’s a problem!!!”

One of the guards was the first to react, his voice filled with panic, and he couldn't help but scream.

As soon as he finished speaking, the others stopped, the sword lights and moonlight in the sky gradually dissipated, and the surging energy in the center slowly subsided like a receding tide.

At this moment, whether it was the ancestors watching the battle from high in the sky or the common people below, everyone's eyes were fixed on the center of the explosion, and even their breathing was subconsciously slowed down.

They all wanted to know, after that devastating bombardment just now, was Ye Chen dead?

As the smoke gradually dissipated, a tall and straight figure slowly appeared before everyone's eyes.

The figure stood tall and straight, like a pine tree still standing after a violent storm, without a trace of embarrassment.

Seeing this, everyone's pupils suddenly shrank, and they took a breath of cold air. They felt as if their hearts were hit hard by a heavy hammer, and they were extremely shocked!

Could it be that after being attacked with all-out force by so many top masters, he is still not dead?

And at this moment, he can still stand so steadily?

The smoke completely dissipated, and Ye Chen's figure appeared in full view of everyone.

At this moment, his body was spotless, his moon-white robe did not have a single wrinkle, and there was no trace of being attacked.

His long, inky hair hung down on his shoulders, and the ends of his hair even emitted a faint, crystal-clear glow, as if the sword lights and moonlight in the sky just now were just a breeze brushing past him.

How could he look seriously injured or even on the verge of death?

"what?!"

Ancestor Shenfeng and Ancestor Baiyu both widened their eyes and opened their mouths so wide that a fist could be stuffed in. They simply couldn't believe what was happening before their eyes.

They even couldn't help rubbing their eyes, wondering if they had seen it wrong.

"really?!"

Ancestor Bai Yu screamed in shock, his voice trembling a little.

He was filled with disbelief. After being attacked like that, how could his clothes still be spotless?

If it were any one of them, even if they were lucky enough to survive, their meridians would be broken and their cultivation would be greatly reduced.

How could he still be like Ye Chen, maintaining his elegant and unharmed appearance?

Patriarch Situ and the guards looked extremely ugly, their faces turning pale and blue, as if they had swallowed coptis.

They knew better than anyone that in order to kill Ye Chen instantly, they had already used up all their abilities, even their life-saving immortal power, and had no intention of leaving Ye Chen alive at all.

But why is Ye Chen still so safe and sound?

This was beyond their comprehension, and even made them begin to doubt whether the person they had just attacked was an illusion!

"Oh shit......"

Patriarch Situ's face turned ashen, his lips trembled, and he couldn't help but curse.

In fact, when he fought with Ye Chen before, he knew how powerful Ye Chen was, and he also had a vague premonition that this bombardment might not kill the opponent.

But he never expected that not only did Ye Chen not die, but he was also completely fine - not even a speck of dust got on his robe!

Ye Chen glanced at them calmly, without any ripple in his eyes, as if he was not the one being besieged just now.

He even yawned lazily, a few physiological tears welling up in the corners of his eyes, and his voice was a bit lazy, as if he had just woken up: "Okay, that's enough, I've had enough fun."

Hearing his words, Patriarch Situ, the guards, and Patriarch Shenfeng and others in the distance, their faces instantly turned darker, as if they were stained with ink.

They tried their best, even risking their lives, and in the end, he said it was just "for fun"?

If they had not seen with their own eyes that Ye Chen was unharmed, they would have thought that this was a deliberate humiliation and a naked provocation.

However, since Ye Chen was able to remain unharmed under so many attacks, it meant that he was not joking in an exaggerated manner, but was really confident.

The siege just now was really just an insignificant game to him!

As he spoke, Ye Chen stretched out his right hand, bent his fingertips slightly, and then snapped his fingers lightly.

"Snapped!"

The sound of snapping fingers was very crisp, like a small stone falling into a calm lake, and it could be heard far away in the empty sky.

However, the crisp sound of the finger snapping sounded like a death spell to Patriarch Situ and the guards.

Their whole bodies tensed up instantly, their hairs stood on end, and an unprecedented, indescribable sense of crisis, like an ice-cold poisonous snake, instantly wrapped around their hearts, making them forget to even breathe.

"Wait a moment......"

The expressions of several guards became extremely terrified, their faces lost all color, their lips trembled, and they still wanted to beg for mercy, asking Ye Chen to show mercy.

However, just as they were about to speak, or even finish their words, an invisible and terrifying force suddenly descended upon them.

They didn't even have time to scream. Their bodies were like ice and snow melted by the high temperature. In an instant, they turned into a ball of light white gas, which drifted away between heaven and earth with the breeze, leaving no trace.

Patriarch Situ's fate was not much better.

He didn't even have time to beg for mercy. With Ye Chen's snap of his fingers, his body turned into a ball of dirty black gas, which dissipated faster than the guards, as if it had never appeared in this world.

So many top masters died at the same time in an instant, without any warning and without any room for resistance.

This scene fell into everyone's eyes. The scene was first dead silent, and then burst into shocking sounds one after another.

The ancestors in the sky gasped one after another, and the people below were in an uproar. The exclamations and discussions almost drowned out the sound of the wind.

"Are they all dead?!"

"In the blink of an eye, they're all dead?!"

"Am I hallucinating? That was Patriarch Situ, the strongest man in Zhongzhou. His fame had suppressed people for countless years. How could he just die like that?!"

"It's... too easy, isn't it? Just snap your fingers and all your opponents are dead?!"

Everyone found it extremely unbelievable. Just now, Patriarch Situ and his men had launched a fierce attack on Ye Chen, demonstrating a power that made everyone's heart flutter.

Such power is enough to be called "destroying the world"!

However, this young man not only did not suffer any injuries under such siege, but on the contrary, he just snapped his fingers and easily killed everyone?

What an amazing power this is?

Could he... could he really be a Chaos Saint Emperor-level warrior?

Ancestor Shenfeng, Ancestor Baiyu, and Master Yunhe were so frightened that their mouths were dry.

At their level, one thing is very clear: if they want to completely crush them, they really can only let the Chaos Saint Emperor take action!