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Chapter 634 - 635: The Strength of the Martial Saint

Chapter 634: Chapter 635: The Strength of the Martial Saint

"Damn it! We’ve brought the killing god here!" The Clan Leader’s face was filled with shock and anger, as he spoke with great dissatisfaction to the Blood Witch at his side; "Brother Blood Witch, didn’t you say you would do it without the heavens knowing and the ghosts detecting?"

The Blood Witch at his side exclaimed in shock; "Damn, I underestimated this old fart, the Martial Saint’s Taoism!"

"What should we do now?" the Clan Leader asked anxiously.

"Clan Leader, don’t panic!" The Blood Witch said with a grim look in his eyes; "It will be over in at most the time it takes an incense stick to burn!"

"Hurry up, that’s the Martial Saint of Dragon Country!" panic was etched on the Clan Leader’s face.

You’ve got to be kidding!

Not being nervous would be a lie!

That’s the renowned Martial Saint of Dragon Country!

A top figure in the martial world!

Apart from the Fuso Imperial Clan!

An old man in a black dragon robe with an awe-inspiring presence strode forward, every movement radiated an earth-shattering authority!

In front of him, the whole thirty thousand strong army of the Fuso Imperial Clan was tense to the extreme, everyone looked on with awe, not daring to come close.

"Holy shit, is this the prestige of the Martial Saint?"

"One person has the entire Fuso Imperial Clan ready for battle!"

"That’s too exaggerated!"

Dugu Zhan and other onlookers from a distance were showing shocked expressions on their faces.

"Fuso brats, hand over the soul of my disciple, otherwise, today I will flatten your Fuso Imperial Clan!" The Martial Saint spoke domineeringly, his voice thundering like a muffled drum, echoing throughout the Fuso Imperial Clan.

Just then, dozens of astonishing auras appeared, turned out to be dozens of the Fuso Imperial Clan’s Supreme Elders, all peak-tier combat emperors!

"Senior Martial Saint, the person you’re looking for is not here!"

"We hope you don’t overstep!"

"Please leave immediately!" dozens of the Fuso Imperial Clan’s Supreme Elders spoke up one after another.

"Hmph, dare to act but not accept responsibility? You captured my disciple’s soul with vile witchcraft right under my nose, do you really think I’m blind?" The Martial Saint scoffed.

"Senior Martial Saint, I think you’ve misunderstood our Fuso Imperial Clan!"

Just then, a hunched old man in purple clothes appeared, and dozens of the Fuso Imperial Clan’s Supreme Elders all around bowed and saluted.

"It’s one of our Fuso Imperial Clan’s three Protectors!!"

The hunched old man in purple was none other than the third-ranked among the three Protectors of the Fuso Imperial Clan.

In the Fuso Imperial Clan, they held extremely high positions, superior to all Supreme Elders!

They were the true god-like protectors of the Fuso Imperial Clan, who would not show themselves easily unless facing the risk of annihilation!

He was a pseudo-Saint-level powerhouse!

"A mere ordinary Third Grade pseudo-Saint dares to address me as a peer, where did you get the courage?" The Martial Saint stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes filled with disdain!

"Martial Saint, this is not your Dragon Country, you should not flaunt the power you hold in Dragon Country here, our Fuso Imperial Clan won’t stand for it!" an angry voice came through.

Everyone turned their heads to look.

This was a middle-aged man in purple clothes with muscles like cast iron, surrounded by a formidable aura of killing intent, also a pseudo-Saint-level powerhouse, at the pinnacle of the Third Grade pseudo-Saints!

"It’s the Second Protector!"

"The Second Protector is known for his explosive temper!" many members of the Fuso Imperial Clan discussed.

"What an honor for Martial Saint to visit our Fuso Imperial Clan, you truly grace us with your presence!"

Just then, laughter was heard.

This came from a gaunt old man in purple clothes, radiating a pseudo-Saint-level fierce aura, catching everyone’s attention, astonishingly a Fourth Grade pseudo-Saint!

"It’s the most mysterious of the three protectors—the Great Protector!"

"His honor rarely shows his face!"

"With us three protectors here, plus the ten Supreme Elders and the 300,000 elite warriors of the Dragon Country’s imperial family, such power is enough to annihilate a nation!"

"What is there to fear from that mere Martial Saint?" many warriors of the Dragon Country’s imperial family said excitedly.

In contrast, Dugu Zhan, Wil, and others revealed deeply shocked expressions.

"Damn, the Martial Saint has descended upon the Dragon Country’s imperial family, attracting all their strongest fighters!"

"This is truly the presence of an unrivaled powerhouse!"

Dugu Zhan, Wil, and others still showed deep shock in their eyes.

The Martial Saint, with cold eyes to the extreme, surveyed the crowd with his hands behind his back and said disdainfully, "Don’t try to cozy up to me! I’ll count to three, and you better hand over the soul of my treasured disciple, or else I’ll flatten you all!"

Even in the face of the entire power of the Dragon Country’s imperial family, the Martial Saint remained arrogantly confident, not taking them seriously at all!

"Martial Saint, we have never interfered with each other, why must you press us so hard?" the Great Protector sighed and said with a bitter smile.

"Big brother, don’t waste words with him! Let’s join forces and beat him up!" the second protector declared wildly.

"Just with you few flawed fruits, mere pseudo-Saint level trash, you dare to talk so big?" the Martial Saint said with a mocking look in his eyes.

The three protectors of the Dragon Country’s imperial family exchanged looks.

"Big brother, youngest, that Martial Saint of Dragon Country is too arrogant, he doesn’t take our imperial family seriously at all!" the second protector said.

"Yeah, since when do you get bullied to your doorstep and don’t fight back? If we back down now, where will the dignity of our imperial family be?" the third protector stated.

The Great Protector’s eyes rolled continuously as if he had finally made up his mind and said through gritted teeth, "Fine, let’s meet him then!"

In an instant, terrifying auras burst forth from the three of them, soaring into the sky and stirring up the clouds!

"Martial Saint old man, there are rumors that you’ve been undefeated all your life, but today will be your end!" the third protector shouted, quickly forming hand signs with a fierce look in his eyes.

"S+ grade Ninjutsu—Fire Dragon Technique!"

Roar!

A terrifying fire dragon appeared out of nowhere, tens of meters long, covered in frightening flames, and roared with its head held high.

"Damn, that’s an S+ grade Ninjutsu!"

"I’ve never seen an S+ grade Ninjutsu in my lifetime!"

"This is too exaggerated!" the 300,000 warriors of the Dragon Country’s imperial family exclaimed excitedly.

"Kill!" the third protector commanded with a wave of his hand.

Roar!

The terrifying fire dragon roared towards the heavens, carrying the might to erase the strongest of warriors as it charged at the Martial Saint.

"Martial Saint senior..."

"Can his honor withstand it?" Dugu Zhan, Wil, and all the warriors from Dragon Country looked on with nervousness.

Things seemed bleak, but in the blink of an eye, just as the fire dragon was about to strike the Martial Saint.

The Martial Saint lifted his hand, casually swatting it away.

Boom!

A thunderous noise shook the heavens, and the fire dragon instantly dissipated, turning into nothing!

Everyone in the venue gasped in shock!

"Damn, he shattered an S+ grade Ninjutsu with a single slap?"

"This, this is too outrageous!"