Chapter 266: Xu Chen Devours Yang Hao

At this moment, everyone stared at Xu Chen, faces full of shock.

Without comparison one wouldn't know, but once compared against the various heaven's favorites—

they finally realized just how terrifying Xu Chen truly was.

Luo Qianshang and the others, facing a single Fo Chan Shuang Yin alone, were already extremely cautious.

Some even retreated a thousand miles before finally shattering the Fo Chan Shuang Yin.

Yet Xu Chen stood right where he was, executed his martial art, and with the lightest touch shattered the Fo Chan Shuang Yin with a slap.

Most importantly, there were five of them!

After shattering them all, he remained completely unharmed, expression calm, aura steady.

This is goddamn ridiculous!

Fahai and the others clicked their tongues—Xu Chen's progress is a bit too fast! Fahai raised one hand in a palm gesture and said: "Amitabha. A year ago Benefactor Xu was merely ninth-rank; who would have thought that a year later he has already reached the peak of First-turn Martial Saint."

The crowd was horrified. In just one short year, the peak of First-turn Martial Saint?

This Xu Chen is a monster, isn't he?

Xu Chen said lightly: "A mere peak of First-turn Martial Saint still cannot satisfy me." The crowd's pupils contracted—could Xu Chen possibly be a Second-turn Martial Saint?

But on second thought, it seemed rather unlikely.

In one year's time, his realm rocketed up two whole turns—where the hell would you find something that ridiculous?

The entire Dalu probably couldn't produce such a genius.

So at this moment everyone only felt that Xu Chen was just showing off. Murong Bian said: "From what I've heard, the temperament of Anlong Wudi does seem rather similar to Brother Xu. Perhaps Brother Xu truly has a chance to obtain Anlong Wudi's inheritance." The crowd spat—calling him 'brother,' truly shameless.

Xu Chen scoffed; even a mere Martial Emperor Inheritance was beneath his notice.

Of course, he didn't argue back either—after all, he couldn't exactly say he'd come just to watch the show. At this moment, Yang Hao snorted coldly: "That Anlong Wudi cultivated both Buddhist and Demonic arts; what does Xu Chen have? A fart.

Is his Demonic Path formidable? Is his Buddhist Dharma profound? In my view, he's nothing but trash." At this moment, Yang Hao was utterly dismissive.

It seemed he had been Xu Chen's enemy for so long, and seeing that Xu Chen never killed him, Yang Hao had grown somewhat arrogant.

Even though Xu Chen had revealed Martial Saint strength, Yang Hao was only shaken within, while on the surface he still pretended disdain.

Yang Han frowned: "Yang Hao, stand down. This is no longer a contest you can take part in." Yang Hao said lazily: "It's fine, Big Brother. With you here, Xu Chen can't kill me anyway."

Yang Han was about to speak when he suddenly sensed a wisp of killing intent surge into being between heaven and earth, locking onto Yang Hao in an instant.

Feeling this thread of killing intent, his pupils immediately contracted slightly.

This killing intent came from Xu Chen.

Yang Han hurriedly looked at Xu Chen: "Xu Chen, what are you doing?"

Xu Chen said with a light smile: "Nothing much. There's a fly; I'm just clearing it away."

"Whoosh—!"

Having said that, Xu Chen began to execute the "Soul-Devouring Spirit-Eating Scripture."

In an instant, his body seemed to transform into a vortex, generating a frenzied suction force.

Countless fallen leaves were swept up by it; the surrounding great trees snapped wildly; a hurricane rose from nothing.

Space itself shattered with a boom, chaotic currents crisscrossed, heaven and earth changed color.

A colossal black phantom of a Buddha appeared behind Xu Chen out of thin air.