Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

The people of Mount Qing Sword Sect were incandescent with rage.

In this Southern Domain, they were lofty existences, who would dare to challenge them?

Today, in this small capital city of Great Zhou, someone actually dared to kill a core disciple of their Mount Qing Sword Sect in public!

"Iniquity!"

A core elder of Mount Qing Sword Sect slammed the table into splinters with a bang, stood up abruptly, his eyes filled with chilling intent.

"Chan Feng! Cut off his head and bring it here!"

The core elder spoke with a ghastly coldness.

The entire venue was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard, with only the heavy breathing of the crowd rising and falling.

Boom!

Chan Feng stepped down from the high platform.

Instantly, the entire plaza trembled.

He slightly raised his right hand, palm facing the sky, and profound true energy gushed out, condensing into a mountain!

The true energy mountain rapidly grew larger in his palm, instantly turning into a massive mountain!

"You are Jun Wuxie from the Southern Mountain Mystic Realm?"

Chan Feng's eyes were indifferent, his tone calm, the great mountain in his hand rising and falling, each undulation causing the space of the plaza to tremble.

An aura that suffocated people made them feel tightness in their chests and shortness of breath, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on them, causing both body and mind to experience an unbearable sense of fatigue.

Jun Wuxie did not speak, only stared coldly at Chan Feng, who was holding up the mountain with one hand and striding forward.

He reached out and grabbed a corner of the carriage, casually tossing it.

The entire carriage, along with the people inside, flew up and landed steadily on the empty high platform.

"Come over here and kneel to receive your death!"

Chan Feng's steps were heavy, as if he were carrying not a mountain of true energy, but a real mountain.

Each step that landed on the ground made a booming sound, making the plaza seem as if it were experiencing an earthquake.

"Chan Feng, is it?"

Jun Wuxie pointed at Chan Feng, his finger shaking from left to right, and said, "You, are not good enough."

"Hahaha!"

Chan Feng laughed, looking up to the sky and laughing wildly, "A mere Qi Condensation Realm ant dares to utter such arrogant words in front of me, a ninth-transformation King of the Star Chen Realm.

Then unleash all your abilities, and if you can withstand one move from me, I, Chan Feng, will offer my head with both hands!"

He was flamboyant and confident, his eyebrows filled with arrogance, his head of black hair flying wildly in the true energy.

The great mountain of true energy, in his palm, gradually changed its shape as it moved towards Jun Wuxie, turning into a giant sword that bloomed with blazing sharpness.

Between the rising and falling of this giant sword, it was heavy, condensed, and its sharpness was pressing.

People not only felt tightness in their chests and shortness of breath, but also felt the terrifying sword dao sharpness, their skin aching, as if sword blades were cutting their bodies.

On the high platform, Jiu Ye and Uncle Bird were very nervous, and Xu Daoling and Kong Xu were also extremely nervous.

Little Yueyao even tightly clutched the corners of her clothes, her small body trembling.

Chan Feng's aura was too strong.

This kind of aura had already made the strong of the Star Sea Realm feel a huge threat!

A King of the eighth transformation of the Star Chen Realm!

"Don't say that I, Chan Feng, didn't give you a chance, make your move!

If you can withstand one move from me, I will offer my head with both hands; if you can't withstand it, your head, and your confidante Ji Yinlan, I, Chan Feng, will take them all!"

"What are you, daring to drag Ji Yinlan into this when offering a head, are you worthy?"

Jun Wuxie's eyes burned with anger, staring at the high-level members of Mount Qing Sword Sect, and said coldly, "Or is it that your Mount Qing Sword Sect thinks that Ji Yinlan can be manipulated by you at will?"

"A mere princess of a small country, do you think that just because she has a rogue cultivator master backing her, our Mount Qing Sword Sect will take her seriously?"

The high-level members of Mount Qing Sword Sect sneered repeatedly.

Their Mount Qing Sword Sect, backed by the master-level force Kaitian Sword Sect, was itself a high-level sect, with several Sword Dao Sect Kings sitting in town. Ji Yinlan only had a rogue cultivator master behind her!

"Your Majesty, send a message to Yinlan!"

Jun Wuxie said to Ji Liufeng, "Tell Yinlan to have the old woman by her side go to Mount Qing Sword Sect to sit and have tea."

Ji Liufeng was stunned. An old woman by Yinlan's side?

Why had he never seen her?

"Okay! I will send a message to Yinlan right away!"

He chose to believe Jun Wuxie and immediately activated the message jade talisman to contact Ji Yinlan.

"Humph! Not knowing whether to live or die, going to my Mount Qing Sword Sect, entering alive and coming out dead!"

The high-level members of Mount Qing Sword Sect sneered, extremely confident.

"I hope your mouths can remain this hard."

Jun Wuxie also laughed. A mere Mount Qing Sword Sect dared to damage Ji Yinlan's reputation in public. It was simply lighting a lantern in a latrine, seeking death!

He was too clear about how much that old woman protected Ji Yinlan.

Knowing this, how could there be no action?

"I would like to see if the force behind Ji Yinlan dares to go to my Mount Qing Sword Sect."

The high-level members of Mount Qing Sword Sect were very calm, asked someone to change to a new tea table, and leisurely drank tea.

"It's also good that Ji Yinlan has returned to the capital city, and I can let her see your head. At that time, she will understand that you are just a bug that I can pinch to death at will. With my divine appearance, Chan Feng, taking her as a concubine has not humiliated her."

Chan Feng was flamboyant and confident, holding the giant sword in one hand and pressing towards Jun Wuxie.

His steps gradually accelerated, and his aura became more and more terrifying.

The Sword Dao True Energy formed a terrifying sword energy, centered on him, raging wildly, tearing the space slightly distorted.

"Slaying your head only requires one sword!"

Chan Feng's hand, holding the giant sword, suddenly waved forward.

With a buzzing sound.

The giant sword swept across, slashing towards Jun Wuxie, the blazing sword light, as if to cut and separate the sky and the earth from it!

"Your head, I will definitely take it today!"

Jun Wuxie's killing intent boiled to the extreme, watching the hundred-meter-long blazing sword light slashing towards him, the golden blood energy in his body boiling to the extreme.

Every inch of his flesh and blood was burning, frantically releasing blood energy.

A battle spear flowing with cyan-gold light appeared in his hand, the dragon patterns on the spear body were bright and eye-catching, as if a real dragon had come to life, winding around the spear body.

Keng!

The dragon's roar was loud and clear.

Jun Wuxie counterattacked, holding the Dragon Roar and rushing forward, meeting the Mount Qing giant sword that Chan Feng slashed out.

The Dragon Roar was bright and dazzling, and mysterious runes on the spear body lit up.

With a bang.

The moment the Dragon Roar's edge collided with the Mount Qing giant sword, it was unstoppable, the sharp spear tip shattered the sword light, causing the true energy giant sword to shatter in the air like broken glass, exploding into pieces.

This scene shocked everyone present!

No one could believe that Jun Wuxie actually shattered Chan Feng's sword energy with one spear!

One was in the Qi Condensation Realm, and the other was a King of the eighth transformation of the Star Chen Realm.

The gap between the two realms was so great that it could not be bridged!

Chan Feng's pupils contracted violently!

He was shocked in his heart.

A body cultivator with a low realm could actually break his sword energy?

The cyan-gold battle spear's edge was blazing, and the sword cultivator held it in his hand, rushing up like a bolt of lightning.

He immediately built a defense, condensed a sword shield in front of him, and at the same time retreated, trying to avoid the edge.

With a beng sound.

The sword shield shattered the moment it condensed.

The cyan-gold battle spear was too fast.

The spear tip burst out with a three-foot-long cyan light, and the moment it pierced the sword shield, it killed him.

Chan Feng was immediately panicked in his heart, jumped up, trying to dodge.

But just as he was about to make a move, he felt a severe pain in his chest.

With a pu sound.

The Dragon Roar pierced Chan Feng's body, splashing a touch of blood.

The spear-wielding Jun Wuxie did not stop, but continued to rush forward after piercing Chan Feng, pushing his body hundreds of meters away, and with a ding sound, nailed him to the stone wall of the high platform where the Zongwang Academy was located!

The entire venue was extremely quiet, only the heavy breathing of the people could be heard.

Countless eyes focused on the stone wall in front of the stone platform of the Zongwang Academy.

Chan Feng, a true disciple of Mount Qing Sword Sect, a King-level figure on the Star Radiance List of the Southern Domain, and the eighth transformation of the Star Chen Realm, was actually nailed to the stone wall like this.

His eyes drooped down, staring at his pierced chest, his face full of disbelief.

His body was convulsing, and bright red blood flowed down the cyan-gold battle spear, dripping and dripping, forming a strange blood-colored flower on the ground!

Hu! Hu! Hu!

Under the high platform, Jun Wuxie's breathing was extremely heavy, clearly transmitted out, making many people hear it.

He was a body cultivator, and the functions of his physical organs were too powerful.

At this moment, his whole person was in a state of near exhaustion. When breathing, his lungs were violently fanning, like a hurricane roaring.

He immediately refined the Spring of Life to restore the severe consumption of his body.

The Dragon Roar was really too terrifying.

He only slightly activated a few strands of the countless runes inside, and almost drained his blood energy.

"Iniquity! This seat will crush your bones to ashes!"

The high-level members of Mount Qing Sword Sect woke up from the unbelievable cruel reality and immediately became furious, their eyes splitting!

That core elder, his figure burst up, crossing the long sky like an eagle, and instantly arrived near Jun Wuxie, slamming down with a palm.

"Does your Mount Qing Sword Sect still want face?"

Jiu Ye waved his sleeves, and a sword wave rushed out, slamming the true energy palm of the core elder of Mount Qing Sword Sect, and shaking him back in the air.

"Chu Jingtian! Does your Zongwang Academy want to be exterminated?"

The core elder of Mount Qing Sword Sect was extremely gloomy.

He was only in the Half-step Grandmaster Realm, not the opponent of Chu Jingtian, the guardian of the Zongwang Academy.

However, his identity was there, he was a quasi-high-level member of Mount Qing Sword Sect!

The mere guardian of the Zongwang Academy dared to stop him?