Chapter 1690: Fighting the Three Saints Alone

"This cultivator surnamed Ye is not an ordinary person." Taoist Qinggu looked deep.

He gradually became serious from his initial indifference.

Being able to suppress three young talents who had reached the perfect state of spiritual transformation in a row, this strength was not something that ordinary young cultivators could do. Obviously, his strength was far from what he saw on the surface.

And he only used one move to deal with the three of them.

In the past, none of these three Tianjiaos who were very famous in the South China Sea could survive a round in his hands.

Madam Han smiled but said nothing.

"But this kid was quite measured in his actions and did not kill them, otherwise it would cause big trouble."

She looked at the young man standing quietly on the stage and thought to herself.

Yang Feng was a disciple of Taoist Yunqiong. If Ye Chunyang had killed Yang Feng in front of him before, Taoist Yunqiong would have gone berserk on the spot. Yan Feiyu and Mo Wubian, the two ancient city saints, had big figures standing behind them. If the two died in his hands, it would be hard to imagine what kind of shock would happen.

"I've said it before, what a crap Saint Son, my master can suppress them all with one hand." Bai Feng laughed.

His master can even fight with the big monsters in the Cave Heaven Realm, and these Saint Sons in the Spiritual Transformation Realm are like ants in front of him, and are not qualified to fight him at all.

"My husband, this master is really amazing."

Han Xiaoxiao's expression was also solemn.

Before today, she treated Ye Chunyang with courtesy entirely because of his relationship with Bai Feng, but now the strength shown by the other party shocked her deeply.

In the dojo, Ye Chunyang's eyes were calm, but no young talent dared to look at him.

He didn't want to take action, but for Bai Feng, he didn't mind suppressing all these proud sons of the South China Sea.

"I didn't expect this kid to have such a high level of cultivation. Even Yan Feiyu and Mo Wubian are not his opponents."

"Zhang Wei's revenge must not be avenged!"

"This fool who doesn't know his own limitations actually provoked such a terrifying figure. Who else can compete with him except the Jindan cultivator?"

Zhang Gou's face turned green.

The cultivation of Yang Feng, Yan Feiyu, and Mo Wubian is comparable to his. Ye Chunyang can easily subdue them, which shows that his strength is far above them. He can't imagine what kind of existence he is fighting against.

"Commander, don't worry. He won't realize that we are behind this. Besides, even if we don't convince him, those young talents will take action. We just let them change their targets." The middle-aged man who has achieved a minor success in the Spiritual Transformation Realm trembled.

The middle-aged man who has achieved a minor success in the Spiritual Transformation Realm opened his mouth and hesitated.

At this time, Zhang Gou suddenly remembered something and asked, "That person, have you looked for him?"

The middle-aged man's eyes flickered and said, "Commander, are you talking about the one in Tianshuang City?"

"Yes." Zhang Gou said.

"We have looked for him, but his attitude is ambiguous. He has neither said he would take action nor rejected our proposal. However... he does not seem to be attending the banquet today." The middle-aged man said this after a moment of silence.

Zhang Gou looked a little gloomy.

That man was the strongest among the seven ancient city saints. If he took action, Ye Chunyang would definitely be suppressed by him. Unfortunately, that man did not come.

"Who else wants to provoke my master? Come out. My master will deal with you one by one. Let's see who dares to be arrogant!"

Bai Feng looked around and said arrogantly.

The young men gritted their teeth secretly, and their eyes looking at Bai Feng were full of hatred for stealing his wife.

If it weren't for Ye Chunyang's magical powers and Han Xiaoxiao and her daughter, some people would really want to beat him into a meat pie.

Ye Chunyang shook his head secretly.

Bai Feng's words were simply making him hate him.

Sure enough, before he finished speaking, several sneers sounded from the audience.

"Fellow Daoist Ye has great magical powers, but I don't know how he will perform against a few of us?"

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"

A rainbow of light shot up from the stage, and three young men leaped into the dojo. They were all young talents who had reached the perfection of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, and their temperaments were no less than Yan Feiyu and Mo Wubian.

"Yan Liuyun, the Saint of Liuyue City!"

"Wei Shiyi, the Saint of Shanhai City!"

"Su Zimo, the Saint of Xiaofeng City!"

"These three Saints of Gucheng have also taken action..."

The faces of the crowd changed.

The names of Yan Liuyun, Su Zimo, and Wei Shiyi were well-known, and they were ranked as the pride of the South China Sea together with Yan Feiyu and Mo Wubian. If the one from Tianshuang City did not show up, no young talent could compete with them. Now they all took action, obviously to completely suppress Ye Chunyang here.

"The three Saints joined forces to besiege one person. Under the Jindan Realm, almost no one can compete with them, right?" Someone in the audience sighed secretly, somewhat disdaining the action of the three Saints joining forces.

"At this point, I'm afraid they are not just trying to suppress the pretty boy of Taiyun City's son-in-law through this Ye monk. Yan Feiyu and Mo Wubian were successively subdued by this Ye monk. If they, who are also the saints of the ancient city, don't take action, won't they be ridiculed?" Someone next to him shook his head and said.

"That's right. Yan Liuyun and the other two are mostly doing it for their own reputation. With their cultivation, this Ye monk can't resist them anyway." Many people shook their heads and sighed.

Ye Chunyang's strength is amazing, but these three saints of the ancient city represent the peak of the young generation on the coast of the South China Sea. One of them can look down on one side, let alone three people working together?

"Fellow Daoist Ye, we have no intention of being your enemy, but you have repeatedly suppressed the two saints of Yancheng and Leicheng. We cannot sit idly by. If you take the initiative to bow your head this time, we will not take tough measures, otherwise we will just take action."

Yan Liuyun, the saint of Liuyue City, opened an iron fan and said gracefully.

Su Zimo and Wei Shiyi, the two saints, sneered and looked at Ye Chunyang with ill intentions.

From the fact that Ye Chunyang defeated Yan Feiyu and Mo Wubian in one move just now, it can be seen that he is extraordinary, but if the three of them join forces, the Jindan realm Xiaocheng can fight, and naturally they will not be afraid of the other party.

"Despicable!"

Han Xiaoxiao was shocked and angry.

Ye Chunyang's strength is indeed amazing, but if these three saints join forces, the cultivators of the Jindan realm Xiaocheng will feel pressured. How can Ye Chunyang be their opponent?

"Bow down?" Ye Chunyang smiled, "You are not qualified."

"Pah!"

Yan Liuyun closed the iron fan in his hand, his face turned cold, "Daoyou, do you really think that you can compete with the three of us by defeating the two saints of the ancient city at the same time? It has only been a few years since the two of them broke through the spiritual transformation realm, but we have already advanced to this realm for more than ten years. Do you think you can be our enemy?"

Su Zimo and Wei Shiyi also smiled disdainfully. Although Yan Feiyu and Mo Wubian were both perfect in the spiritual transformation realm, they were far inferior to them in terms of magic power. Among the seven saints of the ancient city, the two were just ranked at the bottom. Any one of them could easily defeat the two.

"You three come together."

Ye Chunyang's eyes were indifferent, and he stepped forward lightly.

Since he had taken action today, he didn't mind crushing a few more geniuses.

"Arrogant fellow, we three great geniuses are the young generation in the South China Sea, but we have never met someone as arrogant as you. Today, I will let you know what price you need to pay to establish your prestige in the South China Sea."

Ye Chunyang's words angered Yan Liuyun and the other two.

They continued to urge the spell, and the Dao field was full of light, and they all displayed their magical skills.

Yan Liuyun raised his hand and pointed, and in an instant, the spiritual energy was like a tide. The entire Dao field was centered on him, and a loud rumbling sound was heard. A huge finger print appeared in the void, piercing through the clouds and falling straight down.

"Heaven-shaking Finger!"

"This is a high-level secret technique of Liuyun City that is famous in the South China Sea. It is rumored that Yan Liuyun once used this technique to kill two people of the same level in the Spiritual Transformation Realm. I didn't expect him to be so ruthless as soon as he attacked!"

Everyone in the audience was shocked.

The Heaven-shaking Finger is a high-level magical skill. With Yan Liuyun's cultivation, it is even more powerful. Many cultivators of the same level on the scene thought they could not take it.

At the same time, Wei Shiyi and Su Zimo also took action.

The two men's cultivation was not inferior to Yan Liuyun. Once their magic power was activated, there was a violent storm in the Taoist temple. The waves of spiritual power were like waves hitting the shore, and the momentum was terrifying.

"The Four Elephants Sky-Running Art of Shanhai City!"

Four shadows condensed behind Wei Shiyi, and the four sacred beasts, Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise, howled to the sky, and their might covered the sky.

All the cultivators were shocked.

This art is the most profound art of Shanhai City, and Wei Shiyi obviously has no intention of holding back.

"Boom!"

When everyone was shocked, another roar came from the scene, and Su Zimo's robes rose without wind, flashing a dazzling white light. He had no sword in his hand, but his body was covered by a rain of swords.

Looking closely, it was actually a grand sword formation condensed by magic power. There was a howling wind above each sword energy, shaking the earth to crack.

"Howling Wind Sword Formation!"

The young talents of Nanhai were already numb. The three saints showed their best skills as soon as they attacked.

For a moment, everyone couldn't help but feel pity for Ye Chunyang.

Yan Liuyun and the other two seemed arrogant, but with the experience of Yang Feng and Yan Feiyu, how could they underestimate the enemy? With such a strong killing force, no one present, except the old monsters of Jindan Realm and Dongtian Realm, could survive such an attack.

"Yan Liuyun and the other two inherited the mantle of those old immortals. There are few rivals among the young generation of the seven ancient cities. I wonder if Ye Chunyang can resist it?"

Mrs. Han was very interested.

As an old rival, Mrs. Han naturally knew how powerful the old monsters of the ancient cities were. Yan Liuyun and the others had learned their true teachings and could look down on the young generation of Nanhai. Even if Han Xiaoxiao faced them, she might not be able to win.

Although she had heard about Ye Chunyang's killing of the Shen family thousands of miles away from Lingshan Island, it was just a rumor. No one had seen the real situation. The three saints in front of her were enough to shake the Jindan cultivators. It was still unknown whether Ye Chunyang could compete with them.

"I want to see if you are really invincible as the rumors say?"

Madam Han looked at the black-clothed young man in the field, shrouded in light, and pursed her red lips.

Everyone in the audience was also watching intently. Such a dazzling battle was a rare event in the South China Sea for a hundred years. They really wanted to know whether this Ye monk who appeared out of nowhere could really compete with the three saints?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ye Chunyang finally moved.

He stepped forward with an indifferent look in his eyes: "Like an ant!"