Chapter 307: The Crowd Shocked to the Core

The instant Xu Chen's palm sent Yan Ming flying, the scene fell into an eerie silence.

They stared blankly at the scene before them, their eyes filled with disbelief.

A dignified peak Three-Turn Martial Saint couldn't even withstand a light palm from Xu Chen?

Holy crap! What kind of strength does this Xu Chen actually have?

For a moment, they looked at Xu Chen with horrified faces, the mockery from before completely gone from their eyes.

All that remained was endless shock and trembling hearts.

Even their bodies couldn't help but tremble faintly. "He's actually this strong — could he have already reached Four Turns?"

Ye Xuan's face was ugly at this moment, as if he had been ruthlessly slapped across an invisible face.

In just half a year, leaping from Three Turns to Four Turns — is that possible?

He felt ordinary people absolutely couldn't, but Xu Chen...

At this moment, he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Yang Han, Zhao Wuji, Luo Qianshang and the others nearby also had their pupils contract slightly. They sucked in a cold breath and said: "Damn! How is this possible?" Even if Xu Chen were a Four-Turn Martial Saint, he couldn't casually send Yan Ming flying like that!

Damn it, this Xu Chen must have used some special method.

Xun Yan, at this moment, regarded Xu Chen with a few more points of respect.

His eyes narrowed slightly — this person was extremely extraordinary, perhaps worth befriending.

On the other side, Di Tianlong, while shocked, also felt a surge of fury rising in his heart.

This Xu Chen actually dared to harm the person he had invited, right in front of him — utterly outrageous.

Therefore Di Tianlong looked coldly at Xu Chen and said: "What enormous audacity of yours — when has this place ever permitted you to run wild?"

Xu Chen raised his eyes and said lightly: "I caught the embroidered ball, and you said I was relying on a woman. Now I've defeated Yan Ming, and you say I'm running wild? If you can't afford to lose like this, I might as well say this emperor of yours should just be replaced."

"Audacious!"

The moment he finished speaking, Di Tianlong's body trembled, releasing the aura of a Four-Turn Martial Saint. He glared coldly at Xu Chen: "Dare to be rude to Us again, and We shall make you perish here today." Xu Chen sneered: "Go ahead and make a move—let's see who loses face." The Chief Eunuch beside them hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, you cannot! We agreed beforehand—if we break our word, the various powers will mock us." 【38】 The moment he finished speaking, Yan Ming's body trembled once again.

Di Tianlong heard this, immediately took a deep breath, and nodded: "You have a point."

The Chief Eunuch breathed a sigh of relief, then hurriedly said: "Moreover, Yan Ming has only been sent flying at this moment — he hasn't actually lost yet."

Hearing this, Di Tianlong said coldly: "Fine. Xu Chen, We permit you to fight." Xu Chen's expression was calm: "I think there's probably no need to continue fighting." Di Tianlong frowned: "What do you mean?"

Xu Chen said: "A piece of trash like Yan Ming — he took a hit from me, do you think he can still fight?"

Upon hearing this, the crowd's hearts trembled — could that palm strike really be that powerful?

Afterwards, the crowd looked once more toward the direction where Yan Ming had fallen.

At this moment, the dust gradually dispersed, and Yan Ming's figure gradually revealed itself before everyone once again.

The instant they saw clearly, the crowd's pupils contracted sharply once more.

They saw Yan Ming at this moment — drenched in blood, clothes tattered, hair disheveled, wretched to the extreme.

When he stood up, he was trembling, his breath faint, shaking ceaselessly.

It seemed that the strike just now had already caused him serious injuries.

Xu Chen's expression was calm — that palm of his just now might have looked light as a feather, but in truth it used the《Saint Shadow Heavenly Wind Palm》.

A Saint-tier Advanced palm technique, striking the completely unguarded Yan Ming — naturally Yan Ming would be severely injured.

Yan Ming looked at Xu Chen and coldly laughed: "You actually managed to bind me just now, making me unable to even deploy my Holy Domain — very good of you."

"Buzz!"

The instant he finished speaking, Yan Ming's body一震 once again.

The next second, Yan Ming's Holy Domain suddenly appeared — in an instant, ten thousand rays of light converged.

His eyes instantly transformed into a being of light, as if an immortal Buddha had descended — utterly sacred. Someone exclaimed: "It's the Light Saint Domain. I've heard that within this Holy Domain, one possesses absolute defense against Spiritual Qi. Yan Ming is currently at the peak of Three-Turn Martial Saint, but I've heard this light can withstand a strike of Spiritual Qi from a Four-Turn Martial Saint."

The crowd was greatly shocked upon hearing this — this Holy Domain was actually so terrifying?

Then if Yan Ming activated it, wouldn't he be invincible?

A cold smile curled at the corner of Yan Ming's mouth as he looked at Xu Chen and said: "This time, how will you injure me?" As he spoke, his arrogant and wild posture returned to his face. "Heh, it can defend against Spiritual Qi — but can it defend against Divine Sense?"