221: And more!

Clearly, Wei Shengwu was completely bewildered by Su Changqing's words.

One must know that Su Changqing was merely an Early Stage Martial Artist in the Saint Realm, so how could he possibly disregard a Late Stage Saint Realm cultivator?

But very quickly, he found out the answer.

Su Changqing smiled faintly, his figure flashed, and he went straight for Tu Xiangtian.

"I heard you really want to kill me."

Su Changqing said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Tu Xiangtian snorted coldly, his eyes filled with killing intent.

"You killed my son, today is your death day!"

He had waited so long for this great opportunity.

He had broken through to the Late Stage of the Saint Realm, while Su Changqing was only at the Early Stage of the Saint Realm, and not only that, he was fighting him alone. Such overconfidence was simply courting death.

Upon hearing this, Su Changqing's mouth curved slightly into a smile:

"Just right, I also want to practice with you."

With that, he no longer hesitated, his figure flashed, and he charged straight at his opponent.

"Boom!"

He threw a punch, and the terrifying fist force tore through the surrounding space, fierce like an ancient beast.

"Trifling tricks!"

Tu Xiangtian grunted, and similarly threw a punch.

After all, he was a Late Stage Saint Realm Martial Artist. Although he had just broken through, he had extreme confidence in his own strength.

What was a mere Su Changqing?

"Bang!"

The moment their two fists collided, Tu Xiangtian's expression immediately turned ugly.

Because Su Changqing's fist force was simply too terrifying; the power of a single punch was like a giant beast, truly horrifying.

His body was directly forced back four or five steps.

After a long while, he looked deeply at Su Changqing.

"No, you... you are also a Body Cultivator, your Physical Body cultivation is comparable to the Saint Realm Middle Stage!"

Tu Xiangtian finally sensed Su Changqing's combat power at this moment.

In addition to his original cultivation, he was actually a genuine Body Cultivator, and his Body Cultivator cultivation had even reached the Saint Realm Middle Stage. If this were to spread, it would likely shock countless Martial Artists.

After all, the progress in the Body Cultivator path was simply too difficult.

Although the power unleashed by Body Cultivators was extremely terrifying, the difficulty involved was immense, and it was extremely painful. Almost ninety percent of Martial Artists would not choose this path.

Yet Su Changqing not only walked it but also possessed such terrifying power.

Su Changqing sneered, a hint of disdain in his eyes:

"You want to kill me so badly, yet you can't even get your intelligence right. You... truly are a waste."

Upon hearing this, Tu Xiangtian's face turned terribly grim.

That's right, he had done almost no intelligence work on Su Changqing.

This led to him having no direct understanding of the opponent's strength.

"Hmph, so what if you're a Body Cultivator? The gap between the Late Stage Saint Realm and the Middle Stage Saint Realm cannot be easily bridged!"

After breaking through to the Late Stage of the Saint Realm, Tu Xiangtian felt a terrifying increase in his strength.

To put it bluntly, he could now defeat ten of his former selves.

It was precisely because of this that he had such courage.

Upon hearing this, Su Changqing smiled faintly:

"Is that so? Then let me see your true strength."

With that, his body instantly teleported, moving at a breathtaking speed.

The two quickly engaged in battle.

Wei Shengwu, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but smack his lips.

"This kid is too terrifying, he's not human."

Who would have thought that the former Tai Xuan Sect Saint, a mere Junior, could achieve such rapid Breakthroughs in such a short time?

His strength... it might have already surpassed Wei Shengwu himself, right?

Thinking of this, Wei Shengwu no longer worried, and a subtle pressure began to weigh on his heart.

After all, Changqing's strength was increasing so quickly, and as an Elder, he couldn't be content with such slow progress.

After today's battle, he planned to go into seclusion.

Thinking of this, Wei Shengwu turned his gaze to Ximen Yang and Ouyang Lun.

Although these two held Emperor Weapons, to him, they were nothing.

Comparable to a Late Stage Saint Realm cultivator, that was only comparable, not a true Late Stage Saint Realm. Moreover, Wei Shengwu was not an ordinary Late Stage Saint Realm Martial Artist.

In an instant, Wei Shengwu attacked the two.

Ouyang Lun and Ximen Yang immediately felt a terrifying presence approaching. The two dared not be careless and successively took out their Emperor Weapons to defend.

The power of the Emperor Weapons was indeed not weak, and even Wei Shengwu found it difficult to take down the two for a while.

However, prolonged defense would inevitably lead to mistakes, so Wei Shengwu was not in a hurry; it should be the two of them who were anxious.

On the other side, the battle between Ancestor Xuan and Old Ancestor Ximen was also in full swing.

Both of them were Peak Saint Realm Martial Artists after all, and the power unleashed with each move was extremely terrifying, even causing the surrounding space to feel as if it were tearing apart.

However, upon closer inspection of their battle, Ancestor Xuan still held the upper hand.

Firstly, Ancestor Xuan was younger than Old Ancestor Ximen, with more vigorous Qi and blood. Old Ancestor Ximen was on his last legs; if he hadn't made a move today, he would likely have passed away in a few decades.

Secondly, Ancestor Xuan had the Darkness Eye given to him by Su Changqing. With the enhancement of an Emperor Weapon, his combat power naturally soared significantly.

However, the old fellow on the opposite side was also a genuine Peak Saint Realm cultivator, so taking him down in a short period was naturally difficult.

As for the battle below, the Tai Xuan Sect and Wuji Demon Sect Disciples already had superior combat power, and with the assistance of Puppets, the Ximen Family and Ouyang Family Disciples were naturally no match. In just a short while, one-third of them had already died or been injured, and this casualty count was still increasing.

It truly felt like a massacre.

"Damn it!"

"How can you have such strength, this is illogical!!!"

After Su Changqing and Tu Xiangtian had fought for hundreds of moves, the latter roared to the sky, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

After fighting Su Changqing for so many moves, he roughly sensed the opponent's combat power.

It could only be described with two words: terrifying!

If he hadn't broken through to the Late Stage of the Saint Realm today, he feared he would have been instantly killed by the opponent.

Every one of Su Changqing's attacks unleashed power far exceeding the Middle Stage of the Saint Realm.

Seeing Tu Xiangtian so distraught and on the verge of collapse, Su Changqing smiled slightly:

"That's all you've got? I haven't even used my full strength yet!"

With that, Su Changqing waved his hand, and twelve long swords stood around him.

"I just comprehended ninety-nine Sword Intents recently, just right to test my sword today!"

Su Changqing grinned, and with a wave of his hand, Emperor Abyss Sword appeared in his grasp.

"Boom!"

With a swing of his sword, a top-tier Sword Intent shot out, heading straight for his opponent.

The latter immediately raised his blade to block.

"Bang!"

Tu Xiangtian was forced back several steps by this terrifying Sword Intent, a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

This was actually Sword Intent.

However, this was not the end.

Su Changqing sneered:

"There's more!"

"Rumble!"

In an instant, Su Changqing swung his sword repeatedly, and ninety-nine Sword Intents shot out one after another, the boundless Sword Intent vibrating incessantly, tearing space into fragments.