Excalibur

Chapter 1989: An ant trying to shake a tree
"The best of all time!"

"Fourteen Heaven-Defying Top-Level Saint Bodies!"

"Twelve thousand nine hundred and sixty golden lotus!"

Li Jing, who was blasted into the mountain, was horrified, his face full of fear, and blood spurted out of his mouth again and again.

He felt as if his internal organs were shattered and he had a feeling of being on the verge of death.

Feng Junyu's cherry lips are big enough to fit an egg.

Whether it was Yang Xiaotian's eternal first heart of Tao, Yang Xiaotian's group of top-level holy bodies, or the golden lotus, they all exceeded her imagination.

The group of Tyrant Demon Sect disciples who had just surrounded them were so frightened that they almost lost their balance, as if they were walking on a tightrope in mid-air.

The Tyrant Demon, who had a playful look on his face just now, couldn't suppress the trembling in his heart.

He could no longer recognize the scene before him.

He didn't understand, isn't the Ten Thousand Grade Golden Lotus the limit? How could there be a Golden Lotus that surpasses the Ten Thousand Grades in the world!
A Heavenly Saint Realm cultivator almost killed a Saint King at the peak of the tenth level with one punch. What a terrifying combat power!

Only then did he understand why Yang Xiaotian's points were always many times ahead of his.

In fact, how could he know that what he had just done was only a small part of Yang Xiaotian's strength.

Amidst everyone's shock and fear, Yang Xiaotian's gaze fell on Tyrant Demon.

At this time, there was no trace of joking on Tyrant Demon's face, and instead there was an unprecedented fear.

"Is there anyone else who wants to test his skills on me?" Yang Xiaotian glanced at the disciples around the scene.

When all the disciples were seen by Yang Xiaotian, their faces changed drastically, and then they quickly shook their heads, fearing that Yang Xiaotian would misunderstand.

Liu Yi, the young master of the Holy Demon Palace, retreated even further away.

Just now, their Holy Demon Palace had already agreed with the Tyrant Demon Sect, the Feng family and others that if they could break into the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, they would take the opportunity to snatch the treasures inside.

But now, he has completely lost interest in the treasures in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave.

Seeing that no one wanted to test him anymore, Yang Xiaotian glanced at Li Jing who was still embedded in the mountain wall, then walked towards Tyrant Demon: "Don't you want to kill me? Do it!"

Just like Lin Yi before, he also gave Tyrant Demon a chance to attack.

The expression of Tyrant Demon changed from gloomy to bright.

Feeling everyone's gaze, he took a deep breath, suppressed his fear, and looked at Yang Xiaotian angrily: "Yang Xiaotian, no matter how strong you are, you are only one person. We are the forty-seven disciples of Tyrant Demon Sect!"

"I just don't believe that even if the forty-seven of us Saint Kings of the ninth and tenth levels join forces, we still can't kill a Heavenly Saint like you?!"

"All disciples, take action!"

"Kill Yang Xiaotian!"

The Tyrant Demon Child activated the Tyrant Demon Art, and the demonic energy in his body surged into the sky. One magic circle after another rotated, and the powerful aura was completely released.

All the disciples of the Batian Demon Sect used their most powerful magic skills. The demonic energy roared and gathered into a huge demonic halo, covering all the space around Yang Xiaotian.

The terrifying magic power, like huge mountains, continued to press towards Yang Xiaotian.

If it were an ordinary Saint King level 10 expert, he would probably be severely injured in an instant.

However, facing the pressure from the heavy demonic power of forty-seven people led by Tyrant Demon, Yang Xiaotian remained motionless, not even a bit moved.

The Tyrant Demon Child mobilized all the power of the Dao Heart, Golden Lotus, and Holy Dao.

Although his Dao heart is an eternal Dao heart, it is only among the top 20 eternal Dao hearts, just like the Holy Son of the Li family in Feiyang Continent. However, it is stronger than the Holy Son of the Li family and ranks 15th.

The golden lotus is a six thousand grade golden lotus.

As for the Holy Path, it is sixty thousand Holy Paths.

However, although Tyrant Demon has sixty thousand holy ways, all of his holy ways are at level ten.

Even so, it is still amazing.

Even in a continent like the Ancestors Continent where the Saint Realm is very strong, it is rare to see one who can cultivate 60,000 Level 10 Saint Daos in a million years. Then, a totem rose behind Tyrant Demon.

This is the holy totem that can be condensed after entering the Holy King realm.

The Holy Totem is completely condensed by the Holy Laws.

An ordinary Holy Totem is only a few meters in size. It is very rare to be able to condense a totem that is tens of meters in size. However, the Holy Totem of Tyrant Demon is not only over a hundred meters in size, but also hundreds of meters in size!
His holy totem is a nine-headed dog from hell.

Other disciples of the Tyrant Demon Sect also mobilized the power of the Dao Heart, Golden Lotus, Holy Dao, and Holy Totem.

Demonic light shot up into the sky.

Its demonic light illuminated mountain range after mountain range.

The terrifying power forced all the disciples around to retreat in fear, including Feng Junyu and Young Master Jiujie.

The power of the forty-seven Tyrant Demons was like an endless tide of demons, constantly flooding towards Yang Xiaotian.

"The Tyrant Demon Fist!" Tyrant Demon shouted loudly, took the lead and attacked Yang Xiaotian.

The other disciples of the Tyrant Demon Sect also attacked Yang Xiaotian at the same time.

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Terrifying forces come from all directions.

Yang Xiaotian was like a small tree in a hurricane, as if he would be blown away and destroyed at any time.

Everyone held their breath.

Feng Junyu's heart was in his throat.

"Can Yang Xiaotian withstand it?" a disciple of the Holy Demon Sect said with a dry mouth.

"That shouldn't be possible!" another disciple of the Holy Demon Sect hesitated.

Forty-seven disciples of the ninth and tenth levels of the Saint King attacked at the same time, and among them was a Saint King at the peak of the late tenth level like Ba Tian Mozi. He didn't believe that Yang Xiaotian could withstand it.

Although Yang Xiaotian is terrifying, he is ultimately just a Heavenly Saint.

Just when the power of the Tyrant Demon Sect was about to attack Yang Xiaotian, Yang Xiaotian's whole body suddenly burst into golden light, and one holy path after another like golden rivers flew out.

In an instant, Yang Xiaotian reached the level of a 100,000-level Kaitian Saint.

It is still a hundred thousand Kaitian-level holy way, the first Dao heart throughout the ages, the fourteen heaven-defying top-level holy body, and a twelve thousand nine hundred and sixty-grade golden lotus.

Millions of rays of light tore through the dark demonic energy in the sky, and the entire Ten Thousand Demons Secret Realm was shaking violently.

This violent vibration is so familiar!
Disciples in every corner of the Ten Thousand Demons Secret Realm were shocked.

Feng Junyu, Liu Yi and others looked at the holy way around Yang Xiaotian in horror.

"One hundred thousand Kaitian-level holy paths!"

At this time, they finally knew the reason why the Ten Thousand Demons Secret Realm had shaken violently a few days ago.

Even Ba Tian Mo Zi and others were frightened.

He was stunned by Yang Xiaotian’s 100,000 Kaitian-level holy ways.

One hundred thousand Kaitian-level Holy Daos were spinning, and all the power of Tyrant Demon and others hit Yang Xiaotian’s one hundred thousand Kaitian-level Holy Daos.

However, all of them were shattered by the Hundred Thousand Saints, not a drop left.

It gave everyone the feeling that it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

Not only that, after the 100,000 Kaitian-level holy ways dispersed the power of everyone, they continued to rotate towards Tyrant Demon and others at an astonishing speed.

Tyrant Demon and others watched as a hundred thousand Kaitian-level Saints rolled in. The terrifying power made Tyrant Demon and others feel fear deep in their souls.

The entire body of Tyrant Demon turned blood red, and he and a group of Tyrant Demon Sect disciples madly attacked the 100,000 Saint Daos that were rolling in, but it was completely useless.

A scream was heard, and a disciple of the Tyrant Demon Sect was crushed into a bloody mist.

(End of this chapter)