These four Saints had been thoroughly toyed by the opponent, escaping death multiple times until they were completely exhausted. With their last breath, they realized that the opponent they thought to be extremely formidable, powerful, and unrivaled was just a small fry any one of them alone could easily destroy with a single slap!

No wonder he refused to face us directly! So that's how it is!

He dares to fight us face-to-face? Is he worthy of it?!

The opponent was probably a Venerable with a level two cultivation! A mere small fry, using his strange and crooked methods, completely toying with these four Saints until they were disabled!

Chi Tianfeng and the rest were stupefied after listening to Chen Chong's explanation! They weren't willing to believe it, but that sword earlier was the best evidence!

After a long while, Sa Qingliu looked at the other three, then took a good look at his own pathetic form, suddenly spitting out an entire mouthful of fresh blood. Hammering his che