220: Just the late stage of the Saint Realm

"You really don't shed tears until you see the coffin. Since that's the case, I will send you to Hell today!"

After saying this, Su Changqing slowly stepped forward, arrived before the large Formation, and released his Divine Sense to search for the Formation's loopholes.

Although this large Formation was different from the Eastern Family's large Formation, both were Ten-Rank Formations, and having existed for hundreds of thousands of years, they were severely depleted.

Therefore, it was not difficult to find its flaws.

In just over a dozen breaths of time, Su Changqing was already confident.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and his eyes carried a faint, elusive smile.

Without another word, twelve long swords appeared beside him.

"Since that is the case, today I will let you see how your Formation is broken!"

After saying this, Su Changqing's eyes turned cold, and the twelve long swords shot out in unison, attacking the weak points of the large Formation.

Every attack caused the large Formation to shake.

Although the Ximen Family Head was protecting the large Formation, facing the damaged parts of the large Formation, he could only try his best to stabilize it, unable to repair it.

If this large Formation were an intact Ten-Rank Formation, even Su Changqing would only be able to sigh helplessly; unless he waited until he broke through to become a Ten-Rank Formation Master, he would be unable to break it.

But unfortunately, this large Formation was too severely depleted; it would be good if it could unleash power equivalent to a Nine-Rank now.

Half a quarter of an hour later!

"Boom!"

"Break!"

Su Changqing roared, and the twelve long swords charged at one spot.

In an instant!

The large Formation collapsed and shattered with a boom.

The moment the light screen fell, the hearts of countless Ximen Family Martial Artists instantly rose to their throats.

"This... how is this possible? The large Formation is broken!"

"My god, a Ten-Rank large Formation was actually broken by him."

"Is, is, is this even human?"

"Everyone, do not be afraid; my Ximen Family has many experts."

"..."

At this moment, the eyes of the Ximen Family Head, Tu Xiangtian, and Ouyang Lun also radiated disbelief.

Although they had heard that Su Changqing had broken the Eastern Family's large Formation, hearing about it was one thing, but seeing it with their own eyes was another.

"Ximen Family Head, please go to your death today."

Su Changqing grinned, his gentle words radiating chilling Killing Intent and endless intent to kill.

Hearing this, the Ximen Family Head's body trembled involuntarily, but he immediately calmed down.

"Su Changqing, do you really think you have my Ximen Family in the bag today? A joke!"

He sneered, then roared towards the sky:

"The Ximen Family is suffering an invasion by an external enemy today; I implore the Old Ancestor to come out of seclusion!"

The sound waves spread throughout the entire Ximen Family.

Immediately after, a terrifying Aura came from the Ximen Family Forbidden Ground.

An old man in grey robes had a cold expression, radiating chilling Killing Intent from head to toe.

"Hmm?"

"Ximen Feng?"

Ancestor Xuan narrowed his eyes, his gaze carrying a hint of Killing Intent.

"This old fellow is actually not dead yet."

Su Changqing asked curiously:

"Ancestor Xuan, do you know this person?"

Ancestor Xuan nodded slightly:

"Indeed, Ximen Feng is the Ximen Family Old Ancestor. He is from an era earlier than me. This old fellow has had no news for a thousand years; I thought he was dead, but I didn't expect him to still be alive.

And... looking at his stance, it seems he has also broken through to the Saint Realm Peak."

Ancestor Xuan's deep voice came.

Wei Shengwu's eyes also couldn't help but carry a bit of curiosity.

He was from an era later than Ancestor Xuan. He had heard of Ximen Feng's name before, but had never met him; he didn't expect to see him today.

"A bit interesting," Su Changqing said with a chuckle.

"Changqing, do not be careless."

"This Ximen Family's Foundation is not weak, and they have an Emperor Weapon in hand. Although Ximen Yang and Ouyang Lun only have Saint Realm Middle Stage combat power, relying on the Emperor Weapon, they are enough to rival Saint Realm Late Stage Martial Artists.

That Tu Xiangtian has even broken through to the Saint Realm Late Stage; it seems they will be difficult to deal with."

The Ximen Family Head, that is, Ximen Yang, along with Ouyang Lun, were holding an Emperor Weapon and were capable of rivaling Saint Realm Late Stage combat power, so naturally, they were not easy to deal with.

It was equivalent to the other side having four Saint Realm Late Stage combat powers.

Hearing this, Su Changqing's expression remained unchanged.

"Rest assured, Ancestor Xuan, there is no need to worry."

Saint Realm Late Stage?

Just right, he also wanted to test how his current strength was.

These fellows would be perfect for practice.

On the other side, the moment Ximen Feng appeared, the Ximen Family's Aura instantly rose, and countless Disciples cheered endlessly.

One must know that the Ximen Family Old Ancestor was the Ximen Family's pillar of support, and it was precisely because of his existence that the Ximen Family had always held a dominant position among the Three Hidden Families.

"Holy Son Su, how about this: let today's matter be over, you retreat now, and from now on, we will not interfere with each other!"

Ximen Yang did not want to break out into a great war with Su Changqing.

After all, even if the Old Ancestor fought and they won, the Ximen Family would inevitably suffer great damage to their Origin Qi.

He would rather not fight.

Therefore, he spoke to persuade him, wanting to make Su Changqing retreat without a fight.

However, facing the other party's 'persuasion,' Su Changqing sneered, his eyes carrying a hint of mockery.

"Is that so?"

"Then shouldn't I thank you."

Hmm?

Hearing this, Ximen Yang frowned slightly.

What does that mean?

Mockery??

Su Changqing did not waste words, and said coldly:

"Kill!"

"Everyone, leave none alive!"

As Su Changqing's words, filled with intense Killing Intent, fell, the Tai Xuan Sect and Wuji Demon Sect Martial Artists on the spirit boats and warships behind him all charged towards the direction of the Ximen Family.

The terrifying momentum shook the heavens and earth.

Su Changqing waved his hand, and countless Puppets descended from the sky.

Apart from those four or five hundred Nine-Rank Puppets, there were also over a thousand Eight-Rank Puppets, and thousands of Seven-Rank Puppets.

The sky-filling Puppets landed on the Ximen Family's location, dense and packed, making one's hair stand on end.

After all, these Puppets' combat power was ridiculously strong.

"Changqing, I will leave that Ximen Old Ancestor to myself to deal with."

After Ancestor Xuan finished speaking, he headed straight for Ximen Feng.

Although he and Ximen Feng were not from the same era, the current Ancestor Xuan also had Saint Realm Peak combat power, and with the existence of the Emperor Weapon, the Darkness Eye, in terms of strength, he was very likely to have the upper hand.

"Changqing, these three fellows are left to me."

Wei Shengwu said with a smile.

The three fellows he referred to were naturally Ximen Yang, Ouyang Lun, and Tu Xiangtian.

Although Ximen Yang and Ouyang Lun could rely on the Emperor Weapon to resist a Saint Realm Late Stage, adding Tu Xiangtian, it was equivalent to fighting three Saint Realm Late Stage Martial Artists single-handedly.

The pressure in this was naturally self-evident.

Su Changqing said with a chuckle:

"Rest assured, Uncle Wei, leave those two old fellows, Ouyang Lun and Ximen Yang, to you. As for Tu Xiangtian, it just so happens I can use him to practice."

Wei Shengwu: "???"

Practice?

That is Saint Realm Late Stage combat power.

Although Tu Xiangtian had just broken through to the Saint Realm Late Stage not long ago and his Foundation was unstable, he was undoubtedly a Saint Realm Late Stage Martial Artist; his strength could not be faked.

Su Changqing actually wanted to fight him.

It was simply crazy.

"Are you sure?"

Wei Shengwu asked.

"Rest assured, Uncle Wei, it's just a mere Saint Realm Late Stage, it's nothing."

Wei Shengwu: "???"

A mere Saint Realm Late Stage?

Then what am I?