"Oh my God!
Su Chen has reached the fifth stage of the Saint Level! "
"How did he do it?"
Seeing this scene, there were cries of surprise all around.
They saw clearly that Su Chen was only at the third stage of the Saint Level, but he had reached the fifth stage in the blink of an eye.
He was extremely surprised and incredulous.
At the same time, he understood why Su Chen dared to challenge a sixth stage Saint Level. It turned out that he had a trump card that could allow him to advance at any time.
Qi Qingquan and the others were stunned for a moment, then became excited.
Su Chen's combat strength was far superior to his peers. Killing enemies of a higher level was as easy as eating and drinking.
After reaching the fifth stage of the Saint Level, he could completely crush Fan Xian and the others.
"This guy really came prepared!"
The people of the five super clans sighed with lingering fear.
They had wanted to hit Su Chen when he was down.
Fortunately, they had listened to the ancestor of the Undead Clan and didn't act rashly.
Otherwise, they would have been slaughtered by Su Chen.
Fan Xian and the others' expressions changed.
Su Chen's advancement to the fifth stage of the Saint Level was completely beyond their expectations and made them feel heavy pressure.
A person's reputation was like a tree's shadow.
Su Chen's reputation for killing enemies of a higher level had long been spread.
Could they still kill Su Chen?
At this moment, Fan Xian and the others were a little uneasy.
But at this point, it was impossible to stop halfway.
Even if they didn't kill Su Chen, Su Chen wouldn't let them go.
So there was only one way left, and that was to kill Su Chen.
"He's only at the fifth stage of the Saint Level. There's nothing to be afraid of. Let's work together and kill him!"
Fan Siyang forced himself to be spirited, roared, and rushed toward Su Chen.
Han Jianyi and the others also understood the reason. They gritted their teeth and followed closely behind Fan Siyang.
"You're overestimating yourselves!"
Su Chen's lips curled into a disdainful smile.
Just as Fan Xian and the other three charged closer, 100 long swords with lightning suddenly appeared above his head.
Every single one of them emanated terrifying lightning energy fluctuations. Shockingly, they had all reached the level of Sacred artefacts.
Oh my god!
All of them were sacred swords!
When the hundred Sacred Swords appeared, everyone was stunned.
They had all seen Holy Swords before, but to have a hundred of them appear at once, the shock it brought to them was incomparable.
"How did he do it?"
Fan Xian widened his eyes. His eyes were filled with a deep fear.
He really couldn't imagine how one person could control a hundred Saint Swords.
If these hundred sacred swords were to attack them, even if they had heaven-defying methods, they could forget about surviving!
Gu Chun was scared out of his wits. After a slight hesitation, he turned around and fled.
"Wait for your death!"
Su Chen would not let any of them go. He pointed at the four of them from a distance.
Immediately, the hundred lightning-attributed sacred swords slashed down.
As they flew, they constantly gathered together like a river of stars, emitting a bright light and terrifying destructive power.
"Fight it out with him!"
Fan Siyang roared desperately and quickly pulled out a shield that was about ten feet in size to block in front of him.
He knew very well that it was too late to escape now. The only way was to fight to the death.
"But … can you block it?"
Facing the extremely terrifying Hundred Swords as One killing move, Fan Xian's heart completely collapsed. He stood there in a daze.
Han Jianyi was also scared out of his wits. Like Gu Chun, he turned around and ran.
However, under the cover of the Hundred Swords as One, everything they did was futile.
The next moment, accompanied by a loud explosion.
The lightning-attributed sacred swords that had merged into one slashed down rapidly.
Fan Siyang and the other three were all turned into dust. Not even their bones were left.