This all happened in the blink of an eye, and everyone present was caught off guard.
And that peak Tongtian realm martial artist was dead, just like that, with one punch!
Too monstrous!
This was the thought in everyone's mind.
The people who were surrounding Xu Chuan were also shocked by Xu Chuan's strength and dared not make any further moves, lest they be the next to die.
On the warship, the Yin Yang Saint Son, who had been confident of victory and smiling, now wore an expression of horror.
"Uncle Wang is dead? Just like that?"
"Who exactly is he?"
Gazing at Xu Chuan, who stood out from the crowd, this thought echoed in the Saint Son's mind.
This martial artist surnamed Wang was the strongest among the group heading to Lingxiao Sect.
His cultivation at the peak of the Tongtian realm made him, if not able to walk freely, at least a top-tier expert in the entire Southern Region, excluding the reclusive Heavenly King realm powerhouses hidden within the major sects and sacred lands.
Yet, such a powerful expert had not only died at Lingxiao Sect but was also killed with a single punch by someone who appeared even younger than himself!
How terrifying!
Leng Tianhan, not far away, was also stunned.
He had originally planned to intervene when Xu Chuan was being attacked, and then strike down this martial artist once Xu Chuan's guardian appeared.
According to his analysis, such a prodigy would surely have a guardian accompanying him on his travels.
But he never expected that Xu Chuan would resolve this martial artist, whom he himself could not resist, all by himself!
He knew that Xu Chuan was a Tongtian realm expert; Leng Wushuang had already told him.
But he had absolutely no idea that Xu Chuan's strength could be so terrifying!
Xu Chuan alone was equivalent to the entire Lingxiao Sect!
At the same time, he felt a deep sense of dread, having actually plotted against such a powerful individual. Fortunately, Xu Chuan didn't mind.
Otherwise, Lingxiao Sect might have met its doom by angering Xu Chuan before even facing the Yin Yang Sacred Land!
Leng Wushuang, at this moment, was also looking at Xu Chuan in astonishment.
Seeing him display his might once again, with a gaze full of admiration, her affection for Xu Chuan grew even deeper!
Compared to their surprise and shock, those Lingxiao Sect disciples who had prepared to reveal Xu Chuan's information to the Yin Yang Saint Son, and those who had already pledged allegiance to the Yin Yang Sacred Land, now wore faces of utter despair!
If things continued to develop this way, the Yin Yang Saint Son's side would surely lose, and then the trouble would come for them!
...
"All of you, attack him together and kill him!"
The Yin Yang Saint Son, unable to hide his fear, no longer maintained his previous composure. He commanded the martial artists he had brought.
These martial artists belonging to the Yin Yang Sacred Land also knew the gravity of the situation. They had already thoroughly offended Lingxiao Sect and had broken through its sect-protecting formation under the gaze of everyone. They had expected an easy victory, a sure thing, but no one had anticipated the variable that was Xu Chuan.
If they couldn't deal with Xu Chuan first, they would all die today!
"Kill!"
"Attack together!"
From all directions, along with the remaining people on the warship, everyone swarmed towards Xu Chuan as if facing sworn enemies who had murdered their fathers, wanting to tear him to shreds!
"Be careful, Young Master Xu!" Leng Wushuang reminded him anxiously.
So many martial artists attacking Xu Chuan together, although their cultivation was not as high as the previous Wang-surname expert, it was still a formidable force.
As the saying goes, even a swarm of ants can overwhelm an elephant, and this was precisely the situation.
"No need to worry!" Xu Chuan smiled slightly, completely at ease.
The "Bù Wàng" appeared in his right hand, and a golden ancient palace flickered above his head. His left hand formed a fist.
At this moment, he stood in an unassailable position!
With a sweep of his blade, dazzling blade energies instantly appeared in the void.
Following that, the blade energies shot out with terrifying speed.
Boom!
The blade energies collided with the attacking enemies. Weaker martial artists were completely unable to withstand the terrifying blade energies and their bodies exploded in mid-air, dying on the spot.
With a single strike, Xu Chuan remained unharmed, while on the Yin Yang Sacred Land's side, all martial artists below the seventh level of the Samsara Realm perished!
This terrifying record and ruthless technique sent chills down the spines of the remaining attackers.
A single misstep leads to eternal regret. Now they were in a dilemma, unable to advance or retreat.
They could only grit their teeth and continue to attack Xu Chuan.
At this moment, Xu Chuan did not choose to continue his attack. He wanted these people to experience what despair was!
Xu Chuan watched coldly as their attacks landed on him.
But no matter how they attacked, it was as if they were hitting cotton, and all the force was absorbed.
This was the protection of the golden ancient palace!
After several rounds of attacks, the remaining martial artists' vital energy was almost depleted.
Seeing this, Xu Chuan chuckled, "Finished attacking? It's my turn now!"
With that, Xu Chuan's figure suddenly vanished before their eyes.
The martial artists of the Yin Yang Sacred Land felt a surge of fear.
The next moment, Xu Chuan's figure reappeared, this time in front of them.
"You all deserve to die!"
As he spoke, Xu Chuan's fists and blades moved in tandem, unleashing terrifying energy.
The martial artists of the Yin Yang Sacred Land had no time to react.
Rumble!
In the sky, flower-like fireworks in human form appeared, instantly exploding and shattering.
A group of martial artists, powerful enough to sweep through the entire Lingxiao Sect, were killed by Xu Chuan in just a few exchanges, leaving no corpses behind.
Witnessing such a scene, the hearts of all present were filled with nothing but shock!
They now deeply understood Xu Chuan's true strength!
An invincible strength!
"You... who exactly are you?!" The Yin Yang Saint Son trembled all over. Only he remained from the people he had brought.
He was filled with terror, fearing that he would be the next to die.
Xu Chuan's strength far exceeded his imagination.
"Who am I?"
"You are not qualified to know!"
Xu Chuan said indifferently.
"Next, it's your turn!" Xu Chuan continued.
With that, he raised the "Bù Wàng" in his hand again, preparing to strike at the Yin Yang Saint Son.
Seeing this, the Yin Yang Saint Son, enduring his inner fear, activated the protective formation on the warship.
This was his last line of defense.
If even the formation could not withstand Xu Chuan, then he would surely die today!
As for fighting Xu Chuan with his own strength?
He hadn't even considered it!
The reason he became the Saint Son of the Yin Yang Sacred Land was entirely due to his father, the Sacred Lord.
He was the only son of the Yin Yang Sacred Lord, who doted on him immensely.
His cultivation was all a facade!
He wouldn't even last a single move against Xu Chuan!