As long as the seal's energy didn't dissipate, it could attack endlessly. Therefore, no one had set a rule that the Yin Yang Seal could only attack once.
Moreover, this was a seal set up by Wuji, and the one commanding it was Zi Chen who had Yin Yang energy.
Therefore, the second attack wasn't any weaker than the first. If it hit the Saint again, he would definitely lose the ability to fight even if he didn't die. He would become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
At this moment, the Yin Yang Seal had locked down the space. The Saint couldn't even escape.
Just as the Saint was in despair, he saw a person standing beside him. He couldn't help but feel lucky that this person happened to be from the Geng Family. If it was the Nico Family, perhaps this person wouldn't have stepped forward so bravely.
The Saint crossed his arms in front of his chest. His Saint Force formed a defensive light barrier. Runes flashed on the surface of the barrier. Before the two attacks arrived, it protected the heavily injured Saint and himself.
"Boom!"
The glaring beam of light fell and collided with the light barrier. Under this powerful attack, the light barrier kept distorting. The scattered energy waves became more and more intense. In the end, it completely exploded.
There was a glaring light in everyone's sight. They couldn't see anything.
Zi Chen kept running. His target was the Treasure Pavilion. He didn't stop at all and rushed in just like that.
The Saint stopped outside the Treasure Pavilion. He was puzzled. Clearly, he didn't understand why Zi Chen suddenly came here.
"Get ready to kill this idiot." At this moment, Zi Chen's disdainful voice sounded from the Treasure Pavilion.
Whether it was intentional or not, and whether it was provocation or not, the Saint from the Nico Family was furious. He didn't believe that such a great Saint like him couldn't kill a mere Heaven Realm cultivator.
Therefore, he rushed into the Treasure Pavilion in a flash.
At this moment, the Treasure Pavilion's door was closed and merged into one.
Zi Chen was nowhere to be seen on the first and second floors. The Saint went directly to the third floor. Seeing Zi Chen who had nowhere to run, he said coldly, "Run. Aren't you very capable? Why aren't you running?"
Zi Chen looked at the other party and called him an idiot again.
Zhong Dian's figure appeared, and he bowed respectfully to Zi Chen.
Zi Chen nodded and said, "I will leave this place to you."
"It's just a Saint. There won't be any problems," Zhong Dian said confidently.
This Saint from the Nico family obviously didn't understand the conversation between the two. Just as he was about to attack, he saw Zi Chen sneer at him before his body turned into energy and disappeared into thin air.
It turned out that this had always been his clone.
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Geng Lan didn't care about the life or death of her companions. She directly rushed towards where Xing Chen was. On the surface, it was to destroy the restriction, but in reality, she wanted to kill Xing Chen and obtain his Saint-level physical body.
This was Geng Lan's secret. He didn't tell anyone, not even Geng Yuanchen.
Now that Zi Chen was not here, he did not have to face that mysterious scabbard, that somewhat threatening scabbard.
When she approached, she saw Xing Chen. At this moment, Xing Chen was holding a long spear like a god of war. Corpses were falling all around, and no one dared to approach him.
Behind Xing Chen, the two light balls belonging to the Yin and Yang Restriction had shattered. This restriction was completely useless. Unless Wuji returned, it would be useless in the future.
"Die."
Without saying anything, Geng Lan punched at Xing Chen.
In Xing Chen's hand, the long spear landed on the opponent's attack. Then a strong force surged and the long spear in Xing Chen's hand instantly shattered. His entire body flew backward with the help of the force.
As he flew backward, Xing Chen smiled at Geng Lan and said, "Your opponent is not me."
"Your opponent is me."
At this moment, the void twisted and Zi Chen appeared beside Geng Lan. He punched the opponent's side and directly sent Geng Lan flying.
Xing Chen was already far away at this moment. Looking at where he was going, it seemed that he was going to where the two injured Saints were.
In another place, some false Saints also left the battlefield and rushed toward the injured Saints.
Although the situation of this battle was somewhat different from what Zi Chen had expected, this did not prevent Zi Chen from immediately responding effectively.
Zi Chen stopped in front of Geng Lan. Without deliberately saying anything, Geng Lan knew that if he wanted to get the Saint level body, he had to kill this guy in front of him.
He stood up again, patted the dust off his body, looked at Zi Chen and said coldly, "I haven't seen you for a few years. The trash that killed Luo Fei back then actually dares to stand in front of me."
Zi Chen smiled faintly and said calmly, "If I'm trash, then what are you, who even wants to steal trash's spoils of war?"
Geng Lan's face grew gloomier, and he said coldly, "What a sharp-tongued kid. Today, I'd like to see where your confidence comes from."
Geng Lan's body began to glow, and the aura of a Saint spread out, forming an invisible wave that scattered in all directions.
The corpses around retreated under this wave, like a rolling river of blood.
Zi Chen's body also lit up with golden light, the light of Saint power.
Geng Lan's cold expression gradually became serious. "You're still in the Heaven Realm, but you have Saint power. This is Saint power condensed from your body."
His words were cold, and there was undisguised jealousy and envy in his eyes. "You trash, your energy didn't break through to the Saint level, but your body broke through first."
He rose into the air, and a shining ball of Saint power gathered in front of him. It was the Triple Elemental Destruction.
A few years ago, Zi Chen still had to look up in the face of such an attack, but today, he would personally experience the strength of this attack.
Hum.
Energy vibrated, and the First Elemental Destruction fell with a terrifying aura.
Back then, Luo Fei had chosen to defend against this attack.
The energy rippled, blowing Zi Chen's black hair. His eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
He clenched his right hand into a fist and punched out.
Golden light flashed, and the energy was violent.
He used the momentum of man and sword to charge directly at the First Elemental Destruction.
"Boom!"
The golden fist hit the First Elemental Destruction with an unstoppable force, and at the same time, Zi Chen's speed did not decrease, and the shining fist arrived in front of Geng Lan.
"Bang."
Geng Lan quickly punched out, and Saint power surrounded his fist. After a tremor, both of them retreated.
Zi Chen's expression was still calm, but Geng Lan's face was filled with unconcealable shock.
In just a few years, Ye Futian had grown to the point where he could directly contend with him.
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The energy of the second Yin-Yang Seal dissipated, and two figures appeared. Looking at the two figures, the surroundings were dead silent.
They were two Saints, real Saints, but at this moment, they had fallen to the ground, and their bodies were covered with wounds. On those wounds, there were remnants of Yin-Yang energy raging.
They were already injured, and severely injured.
In their opinion, the battle that they thought would end easily had such an unforeseen event.
The power of the Yin-Yang Seal was beyond everyone's expectations.
But all the variables had come to an end, because the Glory Clan could no longer bring out any other trump cards or means that could threaten the Saints.
"Thank you."
The Saint who was seriously injured earlier helped the Saint beside him up and thanked him solemnly.
"You and I have known each other for so many years, no need to be so polite."
The Saint smiled. In the end, they had blocked the strongest attack, and now it was time for the Glory Clan to be destroyed.
In the eyes of the two, there was a cold murderous intent. They had already made up their minds to end the battle quickly.
At this moment, the sound of air breaking came. Xing Chen turned into a beam of light and arrived.
He arrived a hundred meters away from the two Saints. The armor on his body shone brightly under the sunlight. The spear in his hand shone with a cold light.
"Geng Wei, it seems that we haven't fought for so many years that many people have forgotten about us. Now, even a Heaven Realm dares to stand in front of us like this," the Saint who was injured first said, his eyes turning colder.
The Saint named Geng Wei said coldly, "Then let the world see again that the dignity of a Saint is inviolable. Even an injured Saint is not someone a Heaven Realm expert can offend."
At this moment, the sound of air breaking came again, and eight more figures appeared. They were eight false Saints, all from the life star.
After they appeared, they stood opposite of Xing Chen, nodding from afar, their eyes filled with coldness and determination.
Xing Chen nodded in response, the light on his body becoming brighter.
He didn't say anything, holding his spear and dashing forward. The sharp spear light directly pointed at the forehead of the first Saint.
"You're courting death."
A cold light flashed in the Saint's eyes. He dashed forward, his right hand forming a claw, grabbing at Xing Chen's heart.
This attack carried the intent of gouging out the heart.
"You …"
Geng Wei turned around, staring at the eight false Saints, and sneered. But before he finished speaking, the disdain on his face froze. Two of the eight people in front of him took out forbidden weapons.
They were two talisman papers, surging with powerful Saint power. After they appeared, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.
Forbidden weapons, forbidden weapons again.
And there were two of them.
The two didn't hesitate, directly crushing the talisman papers. An ice storm appeared in the broken talisman papers, sweeping across as if they had come to a world of ice and snow.
The ground was silvery-white, and the wind and snow were howling. Two fist prints appeared in the sky.
One on the left and one on the right, the two fist prints rushed toward the horrified Geng Wei with the world of ice.
A forbidden weapon was equivalent to a full blow of a Saint.
At this moment, the appearance of the two fists was no doubt equivalent to two Saints attacking him together.
If he was in his best condition, he might not be afraid, but now he was seriously injured …
Being attacked by three forbidden weapons in a row, Geng Wei had the urge to curse.
The two fists approached in an instant, and a thick sense of death emerged. He didn't have time to curse, and could only do his best to defend.
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Swoosh.
Xing Chen's punch was dodged by the Saint.
The Saint grinned, grabbing at Xing Chen's heart, as if to pull it out.