Supreme Martial God of the City-Chapter 1164 - 1104: Heavenly Net Umbrella

As Ye Tian struck.

Whether Wu Lican, Huang Yongling, Ji Qinghe, the Ancient and Modern Little Princess, or Gu Sen, everyone present...

In an instant, all their minds went blank!

They couldn’t believe it.

Ye Tian had been ignored all along, after all, his aura was only at the late-stage Spiritual Martial Realm.

Frankly speaking, he was considered trash.

Pitifully weak.

But his strength... 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

My God!

Strong!

Really strong!

The aura of Ye Tian’s sword alone was enough to tell everyone his true strength!

Not to mention, when everyone present was paralyzed by the bloodline aura of the little ferret, Ye Tian could still withstand it and strike easily.

This is simply defying the heavens!

Pairs of dazed eyes stared at Ye Tian, their eyes twitching.

"Crack!"

The sword light sliced through the handprint from the middle-aged man, which was as grand as the Ancient Divine Mountain.

Actually, it neatly cut that handprint into pieces.

Of course, that sword light itself also dissipated.

It was evenly matched.

But before the middle-aged man could breathe a sigh of relief.

He heard...

"Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss..."

The sound of sword singing continued, like endless summer thunder.

On the other side, Sanmao’s turquoise eyes were about to burst; what had it seen?????

That human had unleashed over ten sword lights in one go.

Each one was as strong and unparalleled as the previous one.

Each sword light gave it the taste of extreme, terrifying sharpness.

Under everyone’s gaze, Sanmao acted like a startled kitten, retreating from Ye Tian’s desk to the back of the Ancient and Modern Little Princess’s neck...

In fact, upon closer inspection, there was even a hint of trembling.

Yet the Ancient and Modern Little Princess’s beautiful eyes were trembling. There was horror.

There was urgency.

There was shock.

Then, regardless of anything else...

"Heavenly Net Umbrella!!!" The Ancient and Modern Little Princess yelled.

A blue and purple paper umbrella, seemingly magical, like a blooming flower bud, suddenly opened.

The umbrella paper shone brightly, surrounded by immortal fog, an array formed into a net... erecting a strange, sturdy, semi-transparent wall of blue-purple Qi vortex defense!

The Ancient and Modern Little Princess was truly driven to the extreme, and she could only use this Heavenly Net Umbrella, which was a half-step True Artifact-level defensive treasure.

Unfortunately, it was a defective product.

Therefore, it could only be used twice.

This was a birthday gift from her mother many years ago.

Over the years, she had always been reluctant to use it because she could only use it twice, once used, one less use.

At this moment, she could only use it.

Otherwise, she would die.

Sanmao would die too.

"I’ll remember you." As she opened the Heavenly Net Umbrella, the Ancient and Modern Little Princess uttered a harsh remark and fled.

If she didn’t flee now, there would be no chance to escape later.

She understood Sanmao’s true strength best.

If Sanmao was defeated in seconds, so too would she be by the same foe.

Moreover, the feeling given by the opponent was ruthless, exceptionally ruthless, much more so than Ji Qinghe. Although Ji Qinghe would strike at any disagreement and remained cold, in terms of ruthlessness, it couldn’t compare to the young man who was only at the late-stage Spiritual Martial Realm.

As for her cousin Gu Sen.

The Ancient and Modern Little Princess simply abandoned him.

It would be better if he died.

It was because of this troublemaker, who knew no bounds, that she, a dignified Ancient and Modern Little Princess, ended up fleeing in disgrace.

"Ding ding ding..."

In the instant the Ancient and Modern Little Princess fled, those over ten sword lights that had been endlessly stacked, condensed, and amassed frantically struck the defensive net formed by the Heavenly Net Umbrella.

Creating an ear-piercing, soul-stirring noise.

After more than ten noises, the defensive net dimmed and flickered...

Yet it still didn’t shatter.

"Such defensive strength, it really is a defensive treasure."

Ye Tian inwardly marveled, just one of his sword moves could kill any Early Xuanwu Realm or even Mid Xuanwu Realm opponent, let alone over ten moves???

How formidable must it be?

To be blocked.

Somewhat beyond expectations.

"Ancient and Modern Little Princess? At the Divine Martial Academy test in a few days, we should meet again?"

Ye Tian thought to himself, he didn’t have much murderous intent towards Ancient and Modern, after all, although she was domineering, arrogant, and imperious, she hadn’t lost her humanity. When sparring with Ji Qinghe earlier, she didn’t directly aim for Ji Qinghe’s life, hence there was no reason to kill her.

A few breaths later, the defensive net gradually faded.

The fourth-layer hall grew ever more silent.

Pairs of eyes fixed on Ye Tian!!!

With reverence.

The utmost reverence.

Who would have thought that a young man at the Spiritual Martial Realm, previously overlooked by everyone, could... could... could possess such earth-shattering strength?

Instantly defeating the pet of the Ancient and Modern Little Princess!

At least it had mid Xuanwu Realm combat power!

And Ye Tian, just 22 years old, yet so powerful.

No words could describe the shock.

The contrast was too stark.

Like a beggar suddenly becoming a billionaire.

"I really am blind to the extreme."

Wu Lican chuckled bitterly and shook his head, his mouth twitching. He had always regarded Ye Tian as merely a passing side character, nothing more, but the result...

"Increasingly unfathomable, increasingly mysterious."

Ji Qinghe stared at Ye Tian, muttering to herself, filled with keen interest, then, beneath her veil, a fleeting blush appeared on her pretty face; she recalled the scene when Ye Tian grabbed her hand, shielding her behind him, vivid, etched in her mind.

"Farewell, I won’t see you off."

Just then, suddenly.

Ye Tian raised his hand, and pointed.

Abruptly.

The spinning finger turned into a cold, piercing wind needle.

Like instantaneous movement.

Instantly piercing into Gu Sen’s brow!!!

Gu Sen’s eyes widened, filled with shock, fear, disbelief, regret, and other expressions.

Then.

With a bang, he fell to the ground.

Dead.

Blood began to flow from the center of his brow.

"Old thing, keep mocking?!"

Then, Ye Tian glanced at Huang Yongling and snorted lightly.

Ye Tian wasn’t one for magnanimity.

Wu Lican, although somewhat cautious, was indeed quite decent.

And Huang Yongling had previously mocked Wu Lican and even himself and Ji Qinghe without any concealment; Ye Tian had seen it.

"Young man, I... I... I apologize!!!" Huang Yongling stood trembling, deeply bowed, nearly kneeling. Scared half to death.

Ye Tian’s strength was more than enough to kill him.

"Senior, we should head back to the guesthouse." Ye Tian was too lazy to bother with Huang Yongling, looking at Wu Lican, he said.

Wu Lican led Ye Tian and Ji Qinghe out of Xuanyue Building.

All the way, Wu Lican felt somewhat lost, clearly unable to accept everything that had just happened.

Arriving at the guesthouse.

Ye Tian and Ji Qinghe settled down, each in their own room, adjacent rooms.

Entering his room.

Ye Tian began his cultivation.

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