Supreme Sword God-Chapter 511 - 510: Saint King Fist? Turtle Fist!

The Sword Qi condensed from Ye Chen’s sword point seemed far less formidable compared to the power of Wang Ji’s punch.

However!

As soon as the Sword Qi and the punch force met, the outcome was instantly clear.

Wang Ji’s punch force, like a giant bubble, exploded with a boom.

The Sword Qi from Ye Chen’s point burst into dazzling light, turning the whole sky into a sea of sword light!

The Sword Qi tore through the punch force, its momentum undiminished, continuing toward Wang Ji.

"Swoosh!"

The hastily gathered defensive power in front of Wang Ji was sliced through, and his body was sent flying backward.

Ye Chen’s sword point tapped in the air again.

"Swish swish swish!"

This time, dense Sword Qi shot out like a barrage toward the retreating Wang Ji, following the direction of Ye Chen’s sword point.

The sound of the Sword Qi slicing through the air was like a tsunami, its power astonishing.

"Ye Chen, how dare you!"

Ranked forty-second on the Cyan Cloud Ranking, Guo Fenglin shouted angrily, leaping forward and punching, intending to shatter the Sword Qi and save Wang Ji.

"Get lost!"

Ye Chen shouted lightly, his voice resounding. With a series of whooshes, the Seven-Star Sword Array shot out of his Storage Ring, instantly blocking Guo Fenglin.

Guo Fenglin didn’t expect Ye Chen’s reaction to be so fast, showing a trace of panic, and was forced to retreat immediately by the Seven-Star Sword Array!

Meanwhile, on the other side, the still-flying Wang Ji was submerged by Sword Qi.

"Ahhhh!"

A shrill scream emerged from the howling Sword Qi.

In the blink of an eye, it was over.

The overwhelming Sword Qi dissipated.

"Bang!"

Wang Ji’s body fell from the air.

Bloody, both arms gone, his right leg missing, he fainted directly.

He had boasted to sever Ye Chen’s arms and a leg, so Ye Chen severed both his arms and a leg!

All around, everyone was utterly shocked!

Ye Chen’s dominance was beyond everyone’s expectations.

Everyone only knew that Ye Chen overwhelmed Liu Meng, ranked seventy-ninth on the Cyan Cloud Ranking, with a single sword, thinking Ye Chen should advance further on the ranking but likely only around the seventieth position.

However.

When Ye Chen confronted the sixty-first ranked Wang Ji of the Holy Fist Sect, he didn’t even draw his sword but casually tapped his sword point twice, leaving Wang Ji worse than dead, lying like a beaten dog!

Everyone’s faces were constantly changing.

As for Guo Fenglin of the Holy Fist Sect, he was furious!

"Ye Chen, you must have the guts of a bear and the heart of a leopard to dare wound someone from my Holy Fist Sect like this. If I let you go today, where will be the face of my Holy Fist Sect?"

The veins on his neck bulged, his fists clenched with terrifying power, his entire being like a volcano on the verge of eruption, ready to unleash destruction!

Ye Chen remained indifferent, saying, "Is everyone in the Holy Fist Sect but idiots? You all provoke me in the open street, so what’s wrong with me beating him up like this? Not taking his life is already out of respect for some rules in Celestial Cyan City."

These guys, it seems, are used to throwing their weight around under the banner of the Holy Fist Sect, only bullying others. When they suffer losses, it’s others who are audaciously rampant.

Guo Fenglin was so enraged his teeth made crackling sounds!

"Ye Chen, you’re quite arrogant, but I’ll soon make sure you’re no longer so arrogant. I will trample you underfoot, making you pay a heavy price for your words and actions, letting you know the consequences of offending our Holy Fist Sect!"

As his words fell, Guo Fenglin already bolted out.

As he charged forward, he whipped up an incredibly terrifying white airwave, sweeping to the sides, scraping away a thick layer of the street ground, causing those around to stumble and sway, their expressions aghast.

"Riding the waves!"

Guo Fenglin shouted, punching out, and a violent gale gathered on the surface of his fist.

This was also a move from the Heaven-Breaking Fist of the Holy Fist Sect, and Guo Fenglin’s cultivation and mastery surpassed Wang Ji’s by far!

After all, he ranked forty-second on the Cyan Cloud Ranking, already middle tier!

Facing Guo Fenglin’s charging punch.

Ye Chen’s response was extremely calm, and as he willed it, the Seven-Star Sword Array danced around him, the interweaving sword light dissolving Guo Fenglin’s fist power.

Guo Fenglin let out a cold snort.

"Earth-shattering!"

Like Wang Ji’s earlier move.

However, Guo Fenglin wielded it with a mighty force that indeed seemed to crush the earth and shatter the sky.

"Clang clang clang!"

Ye Chen’s Seven-Star Sword Array was swept away by the force of Guo Fenglin’s punch as his fist headed straight for Ye Chen’s face.

"Trash!"

Guo Fenglin cursed, seeing this punch as enough to take Ye Chen down!

Just as Guo Fenglin’s fist was about to land on Ye Chen.

There came another swoosh sound.

A dazzling blade of light poured from Ye Chen’s sword sheath.

The Celestial Mark Sword, carrying extreme sharpness, cleaved toward Guo Fenglin’s fist.

The chill instantly spread.

Within the sword light, it was as if there was a boundless world of ice and snow!

Guo Fenglin’s pupils contracted sharply, immediately retracting his punch, crossing his arms in front of himself as he retreated swiftly!

"Boom!"

One strike of Ye Chen’s Snow Spirit Sword Technique shattered the defense Guo Fenglin had quickly set up, sending him flying backward like a cannonball!

Then, with another boom.

Guo Fenglin’s body crashed heavily into the distant street, creating a massive crater in the ground amidst rolling dust!

Everyone watching the battle looked at each other.

Ye Chen...was he really this strong? 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Guo Fenglin...he’s ranked forty-second on the Cyan Cloud Ranking...

Ye Chen, with one strike, sent Guo Fenglin flying?

"Ye Chen!" a furious voice came from the crater as Guo Fenglin emerged.

His whole body was covered in dust, and his arms were a bloody mess.

The anger on his face was so intense it twisted his expression grotesquely.

With a venomous glare at Ye Chen, he muttered, "You’ve completely infuriated me; I’ll let you witness the real power of our Holy Fist Sect!

Originally, I planned to save this set of Saint King Fist for the Cyan Cloud Banquet to make a stunning impression, but now, you’ll experience its terror!"

After the shout, Guo Fenglin suddenly waved his arms, and a very domineering aura gathered in his clenched fists.

Those watching were all pale, intimidated by this momentum, while loud clamor erupted around!

"Saint King Fist...Celestial Tier lower grade...Holy Fist Sect’s top-tier inheritance!"

"Unbelievable...Guo Fenglin actually learned the Saint King Fist...this is a supreme art only Heaven-Reaching Realm experts of the Holy Fist Sect are qualified to master!"

"Not that only Heaven-Reaching Realm experts can practice it, but without the cultivation at that realm, it’s impossible to practice. Even some Heaven-Reaching experts cannot comprehend it, yet Guo Fenglin managed to gain insight into the Saint King Fist...even just surface-level is remarkable..."

"Ye Chen, strong enough to exceed all our expectations, but surely no match for Guo Fenglin wielding the Saint King Fist...Celestial Tier martial arts, that’s an entirely different level..."

At this moment, Guo Fenglin was overwhelmingly fierce, his arms trembling, clearly unable to withstand the explosive power of the Saint King Fist; using it was somewhat forced.

But it didn’t matter!

To Guo Fenglin, easily resolving Ye Chen sufficed!

"Ye Chen, either kneel, apologize, and sever your own arms and legs, or be beaten worse than a dog by my Saint King Fist!" Guo Fenglin shouted!

In Ye Chen’s eyes, a trace of disdain appeared as he said, "Saint King Fist? I think it should be called the Turtle Fist, then. Such a ridiculous fist technique, and you dare flaunt it?"

With those words, silence filled the air.

Everyone watching the battle exchanged glances.