Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

In the ancient coastal town, many people had already gathered, and the number was constantly increasing.

Experts from all the major forces in the world used void array symbols to come here. Many sea race creatures transformed into human forms, floating in the sky above the sea, paying close attention to the situation in the ancient town.

The muscles on people's faces twitched fiercely.

The void above a corner of the town cracked open, and one after another, people wearing Tianjing Sect attire fell down like dumplings, numbering a full fifty!

Adding the previous two, there were a total of fifty-two people!

Each of them exuded semi-holy level true energy fluctuations.

"Fifty-two Half-Saints!"

The Half-Saint experts of the Sea Race only felt their bodies turning cold and their scalps tingling!

At this time, all the forces that came here to observe felt terrified.

The Military Saint went to the Tianjing Sect and directly threw its fifty-two Half-Saint experts from that distant region, across an unknown number of billions of miles, to this ancient coastal town!

What is the concept of fifty-two Half-Saints?

Those who witnessed this scene were very clear that such a lineup could probably sweep across several Dominator-level forces in the world.

Even if the sleeping Half-Saints of the Dominator-level forces were awakened, they would definitely not be able to resist.

This was a terrifying force sufficient to sweep across the world.

However, such a luxurious lineup was thrown here like garbage.

Moreover, as soon as they landed and stood up, they were immediately suppressed by sword intent. Facing Jun Wuxie, they all knelt on the ground, as if they were all repenting in front of him.

Not to mention other people, even Jun Wuxie was completely stunned at this moment.

Ye Qingxue was truly too domineering, actually throwing dozens of Half-Saints from the Tianjing Sect in front of him, making them kneel here in humiliation!

Such methods, such strength, who else could compare?

Just as people were shocked, the entire sky trembled.

In an instant, everyone looked up, their pupils contracting violently.

In that starry sky, powerful fluctuations were transmitted, and then stars exploded one after another. Countless broken meteorites fell into the atmosphere, creating raging flames as they rubbed against the air.

The airwaves generated by the impact quickly surged towards the ground, causing world-destroying disasters.

Jun Wuxie was shocked and soared into the sky. Stepping on extreme speed, he waved his fists like lightning, smashing those huge meteorites into powder.

The experts from other forces also followed suit, rushing into the sky to intercept the meteorites.

At this moment, roars and screams rang out in the starry sky.

One after another, people wearing black robes fell from the sky, crashing down like dumplings into the ancient town, smashing many deep pits into the ground.

Everyone stared blankly at this scene. After counting, there were a full fifty of them!

As soon as those black-robed people climbed up, they were immediately suppressed by the sword intent, kneeling heavily on the ground, issuing humiliating roars and howls, their entire bodies almost pressed against the ground.

Half-Saints from the Soul Hunting Hall!

Everyone couldn't help swallowing, feeling their throats incomparably dry.

What they saw today was too shocking, simply unbelievable!

More than a hundred Half-Saints. Usually, anyone of them would be high above, an existence standing at the absolute peak.

But at this moment, they were kneeling here in humiliation, unable to move even after exhausting all their strength.

That woman in white, wearing a bronze mask, walked from the starry sky.

The people intercepting the meteorites hurriedly bowed and greeted her, and then hurriedly retreated back to the ground.

Jun Wuxie was terrified. This one had caused such a big commotion, even blasting a star.

If those meteorites had hit the ground, it would have been a disaster.

Seeing his thoughts, Ye Qingxue said calmly, "It wasn't me. They wanted to resist and used a pile of Half-Saint weapons to break a small star together."

In fact, Jun Wuxie also knew that even if he hadn't taken action, Ye Qingxue would naturally not have allowed the meteorites to hit the ground.

He had just rushed up reflexively.

"Are you venting your anger for me?"

"Otherwise?" Ye Qingxue's eyes, which seemed to contain the starlight of the sky, stared at him, and said, "How is it, does it relieve your anger?"

"It relieves my anger, it's too awesome!"

Jun Wuxie's heart was agitated. He thought about how arrogant the Half-Saints of the Tianjing Sect and the Soul Hunting Hall were at that time.

One kept saying he was dead, and the other kept saying that even the arrival of a Saint would not save his life.

Relying on some ancestral artifact, they were arrogant and invincible, their posture was simply outrageously arrogant.

"At this moment, they probably all want to cry while hugging their pillows, hahaha!"

Jun Wuxie laughed, but he felt a strange feeling in his heart again.

Ye Qingxue's eyes were right in front of him, only about two meters away.

Her eyes were very bright, like a ripple of starlight.

However, her eyes were somewhat different from before.

This was the several times he had this strange feeling.

In the way she looked at him, there seemed to be a hint of joy hidden?

That's right, it was joy, and besides joy, there seemed to be some other emotions.

This was definitely not normal!

Since meeting her, her eyes had always been deep, that kind of boundless depth.

Those eyes seemed to contain the endless universe and would not let people feel any emotional fluctuations.

But now, she no longer had the kind of indifferent gaze she had in the past.

"Could it be that my masculine charm is too great, making her infatuated and unable to extricate herself?"

Jun Wuxie thought to himself jokingly, of course he knew this was impossible.

In this world, there could not be a man who could capture her heart.

"What are you thinking about?"

Ye Qingxue glared at him, and then returned to the ground.

Jun Wuxie came back to his senses, feeling that his thoughts had been seen through by her, and he couldn't help but blush.

"Military Saint, what exactly do you mean? If you want to kill, then kill. Why humiliate us like this!"

Some Half-Saints from the Tianjing Sect and the Soul Hunting Hall, who were not afraid of death, roared, their faces full of humiliation.

"Killing weaklings like you is boring anyway."

As Ye Qingxue said this, the sword trembled slightly.

Suddenly, sword intent filled the air.

The Half-Saints of the Tianjing Sect and the Soul Hunting Hall were immediately swept up by the sword intent, neatly kneeling in two rows.

"You bully him because you rely on your thousands of years of cultivation and your profound realm. The law of the jungle, the strong prey on the weak, is your code of conduct. I am stronger than you, so it is a matter of course for you to kneel here."

"Military Saint, you are bullying people too much!!"

Those Half-Saints roared, impotently furious, their faces ferocious and distorted.

"That's right, I'm just bullying you for being weak, what can you do to me?" Ye Qingxue was very straightforward and strong, and said coldly, "Even I am reluctant to bully him, what kind of things are you to dare to bully him? Since you have done something wrong, then you should kneel here properly for a year, this is the price you need to pay."

"You won't kill us?"

Those Half-Saints were stunned for a moment, with a hint of rejoicing in their tone.

"I spared you from death, and you still dare to be noisy?"

Jun Wuxie walked up and slapped the Tianjing Sect Half-Saint who spoke directly on the left cheek.

"You!! Jun Wuxie, you little brat!"

The Half-Saint was so angry that his eyes were about to split, and the burning pain on his face made him incomparably angry and humiliated.

To be slapped in the face by a Sect Emperor in front of the people of the world, there was nothing more humiliating than this!

Pa!

As soon as his voice fell, he received another slap on his right cheek.

Suddenly, his entire face was swollen high, like two buns stuffed in his mouth, and his nose was bleeding. How embarrassing he looked.

"You..."

He wanted to burst into curses, but in the end, he clenched his teeth and forcibly endured it, swallowing all the humiliation and anger.

He knew that if he continued to speak, he would only receive more humiliation.

"What, you're not going to be noisy anymore?" Jun Wuxie looked at these people coldly, and said, "If you get beaten, you have to kneel properly. If you kneel properly, you have to stop being noisy. After thousands of years of cultivation, at the Half-Saint realm, don't you even have this awareness?"

Suddenly, one hundred and two Half-Saints all stared at him with snake-like, gloomy eyes.

Jun Wuxie didn't care, the deadly feud had already been forged.

Even without today's events, these two forces would not have let him go.

He also knew in his heart that Ye Qingxue was both venting her anger for him today, shocking the world, and at the same time putting pressure on him.

Could he compete with Half-Saints after stepping into the Saint Sect realm?

I'm afraid it's still not possible, at least not when he first enters the Saint Sect realm.

Therefore, that period of time would be very dangerous for him.

"Little brat, we are waiting for you to step into the Saint Sect realm. At that time, we will definitely skin you alive, refine your soul, and make you unable to live or die in pain!"

Those Half-Saints smiled grimly when they thought of torturing this hateful brat in the future.

Around the ancient town, everyone who heard this gloomy voice couldn't help but shudder.

Being stared at by a Half-Saint was already an extremely terrifying thing.

Once Jun Wuxie steps into the Saint Realm, he will be targeted by one hundred and two half-saints driven mad with rage. What kind of situation will that be?

“Is that so? Then shouldn’t I collect some interest first?”

Jun Wuxie was not provoked by the venomous words. Instead, he rubbed his hands together, a look of excitement on his face.

“You… what do you want to do?!”

Seeing his expression, the half-saints felt a sudden unease, a very bad premonition.

“I see that your liver fire is too strong. I’m afraid your blood pressure will rise, so I’ll let some blood out for you.”

Upon hearing this, the group of half-saints trembled with anger, 'Blood pressure rising,' my ass!

Seeing Jun Wuxie holding a jar in his left hand, the tip of his right finger condensing a sharp blade, walking towards them with a smile on his face.

They were so angry that they burst into curses!

“Don’t come over here!”

“Stop right there!”

“You damn bastard!”

“I swear to never rest until you are dead!”

… …

Angry roars rose and fell, then someone screamed.

Jun Wuxie had cut open that person’s artery, and scarlet, crystalline blood spurted out like a fountain.

Jun Wuxie held the jar, steadily catching all the blood, commenting as he caught it: “Hmm, good blood, the color is scarlet and crystalline, not too thick, not too thin, containing pure life essence. It doesn’t look like it can cause blood pressure to rise. Did I get it wrong?”

“Damn it, you xx!”

The bloodlet half-saint was so angry that he was about to explode. At this moment, he felt that nothing could release the anger in his heart more than a vulgar street curse.

Jun Wuxie slowly looked at him and said, “We are all civilized people. When hatred runs deep, letting some blood out is enough. Cursing is not good. Let me tell you, that is a very uncivilized behavior, vulgar, rude, and uneducated.”

Pfft!

The bloodlet half-saint suddenly suffered a heart attack from extreme anger and spat out a mouthful of old blood.

He felt his eyes darken and his brain dizzy. This was a sign of excessive blood loss.

That hateful kid drew too much blood, and he was suppressed by the sword intent, the true energy in his body was running extremely slowly, and the speed of his physical body producing blood could not keep up with the speed of bloodletting.

Soon, his lips turned pale, his body turned cold, his body softened, his vision blurred, and he began to spasm, twitch, feel nauseous, and want to vomit.

Jun Wuxie said in surprise: “Huh? I only let a little bit of your blood. Why are you so angry that your lips are turning pale? Are all half-saints so stingy?”

The half-saint saw him in double vision, his body was weak, and when he heard these words, he wanted to point at his nose and curse!

Damn it, did you only let a little bit of blood?

Was he angry? That was excessive blood loss!

He felt that his heart, liver, lungs were about to burst with anger. He had never been so angry in his life!

Around the ancient town, the corners of everyone’s mouths twitched uncontrollably.

That one was really too ruthless, actually drawing blood from the half-saints.

Drawing blood is one thing, but deliberately provoking the other party, was he trying to anger the half-saint powerhouses to death?

It wasn’t until those half-saints were almost about to faint from excessive blood loss that Jun Wuxie was satisfied and let him go, continuing to walk towards the second one.

For a time, in the ancient town, those half-saints were screaming their lungs out.

People who witnessed the process of bloodletting one by one wanted to laugh but also felt that those half-saints were too miserable.

Those were half-saints!

Each and every one of them was at the top of the pyramid in the world, standing on the clouds, high above, overlooking all living beings.

Now, not only were they forced to kneel here, but they were also being bled one by one. Perhaps they were the most tragic half-saints in history.

At this moment, in people’s hearts, they were no longer so high above, but had become a group of tragedies.

That one was really too ruthless and too brutal!

Ye Qingxue had been standing quietly beside him, not saying a word, just watching Jun Wuxie deal with these half-saints.

But no one could see that her sexy lips under the bronze mask were slightly raised, evoking a hint of a smile.

“Jun Wuxie, you devil, you will not die a good death!”

Those half-saints who had been bled and had now recovered a little, made a gnashing of teeth, but weak voice.

They were too angry. That kid not only bled them, but also extracted two drops of their life blood essence. In their opinion, this behavior was simply insane!

“Hmm, today is really a good day. This jar of half-saint blood, I estimate it should be four hundred pounds. This amount, even if you kill ten pigs, I’m afraid there won’t be so much, perfect!”

Suddenly, those half-saints trembled with anger.

That devil actually compared them to pigs!

“Oh, right.” Jun Wuxie put away the jar, patted his forehead, and walked back to those half-saints, saying: “I almost forgot.”

“What do you want to do!”

“Stop right there!!”

Those half-saints trembled. Once that hateful kid showed such an expression, he must have thought of some bad idea!

“How can I leave behind my spoils of war?”

He stepped forward and directly began to pull the space rings off the half-saints' fingers, angering the half-saints so much that they trembled.

The people outside the town were completely speechless, drawing blood and pulling off space rings, that one was really too unscrupulous.