"Do you think you can protect that brat? Judgent, you deal with Qing ng, I’ll kill this little wretch!"
Xue Yi, the Blood God Ancient Emperor, roared in fury, already throwing caution to the wind, determined to kill Chu Fengmian today in order to vent his anger.
"Blood God, calm down!"
Judgent Ancient Emperor, hearing these words, furrowed his brow and spoke.
"The treasure of Jiuxuan Immortal Venerable is crucial! This brat can’t escape anyway, once we get the treasure, we can then kill him!"
Now gathered on this mountain peak are Ancient Emperors, all here for the treasure of Jiuxuan Immortal Venerable, and now Jiuxuan Immortal Venerable’s dwelling is about to open.
At this mont, if we clash with Qing ng, it would only let others take advantage.
"Judgent, if you won’t act, then I’ll do it myself!"
Upon hearing Judgent Ancient Emperor’s words, Xue Yi snorted coldly. Faced with the killer of his child, Xue Yi had no intention of letting Chu Fengmian go.
"Qing ng, I want to see how capable you really are!"
Xue Yi stared at Qing ng, snorting coldly.
"If it’s a fight you want, it’s a fight you’ll get."
Qing ng replied undaunted.
"Senior sister, enough, let handle this."
Chu Fengmian suddenly spoke to Qing ng.
Chu Fengmian stepped forward and stood in front of Qing ng, facing Xue Yi.
Hearing Chu Fengmian’s words, Qing ng nodded, stepping back without acting further, aware of Chu Fengmian’s strength.
Though not a match for Xue Yi, it wouldn’t be easy for Xue Yi to deal with Chu Fengmian, who had previously killed Mu Tiange.
Chu Fengmian turned to Qing ng and said.
"An old fool who doesn’t know his place, it doesn’t require you, Senior Sister, to act; I alone am enough."
"Old fool? Arrogant brat, it seems you’re here to send yourself to death!"
Xue Yi, hearing Chu Fengmian’s words, was almost infuriated to the point of fainting. He had seen many geniuses, even Xuan Tianlin, the top of the current Da Luo Genius List, was respectful when eting Xue Yi.
Even those strong as Eight Tribulation Ancient Emperors gave him so respect, yet Chu Fengmian kept calling him an old fool, without acknowledging the hierarchy.
Not to ntion, Chu Fengmian was the one who murdered his child.
"Die now!"
Suddenly, Xue Yi struck, his eyes turned blood-red, and a mass of blood mist gathered around him, making him appear as a true blood god.
The blood mist at his front condensed into a single Blood Spear.
As Xue Yi’s gaze shifted, the Blood Spear aid to pierce through Chu Fengmian.
Underneath this Blood Spear, it seed nothing in the world could withstand it.
The spear ford by condensed blood was as powerful as any heavenly-level Spiritual Artifact.
"Xue Yi’s blood arts are truly at their peak, the spear created is as potent as a heavenly-level Spiritual Artifact!"
"As expected of Xue Yi, peak of the Eight Tribulation Ancient Emperors, who once defeated many other at his own level; this is nothing."
"This brat killed Blood Prince, yet still dares to appear in front of Xue Yi brazenly? Too arrogant!"
"Humph, such an arrogant brat, he will fall right here today!"
Seeing Chu Fengmian and Xue Yi about to fight, countless observers retreated and began to discuss.
On the mountain, Ancient Emperors stepped back, watching the fight with interest; with Jiuxuan Immortal Venerable’s dwelling not yet open, they could see how far Xue Yi’s power had actually reached.
However, regarding the outco, no one was concerned, an Emperor versus Ancient Emperor fight? And against peak Eight Tribulation Ancient Emperor Xue Yi? This battle seed to have no suspense.
Even regarding just this move, none believed Chu Fengmian could withstand it.
"That’s all?"
As the Blood Spear drew closer to Chu Fengmian, his eyes showed a disdainful smile.
As the Blood Spear approached, Chu Fengmian moved, lifting his right hand and grasping the Blood Spear directly.
This ti, Chu Fengmian didn’t use any martial techniques or spiritual power; he relied purely on his body, directly reaching towards the Blood Spear.
"Has this brat gone insane?"
Witnessing this, the crowd looked at Chu Fengmian incredulously.
Even from many Ancient Emperors, there were glimrs of doubt in their eyes.
Soon, everyone’s eyes widened.
The next mont, Chu Fengmian’s right hand grasped the Blood Spear tightly; the spear, sharp as it was, couldn’t cut through Chu Fengmian’s palm.
The Blood Spear was thus dissolved, clutched firmly, and crushed into a cloud of blood mist by Chu Fengmian’s hand.
"A Blood Spear, which isn’t even a martial technique, but considered an attack from Xue Yi, a casual blow from an Eight Tribulation Ancient Emperor isn’t sothing a true emperor can withstand, let alone an Emperor."
"This brat’s physical body is that strong? He resisted the Blood Spear purely with his body."
"Being a disciple of Holy Dragon Sect, this kid indeed has so skill."
"But he’s still too arrogant, his body might be strong, but wanting to contend with Xue Yi, is dreaming in broad daylight."
Shock at Chu Fengmian’s physical strength aside, the crowd’s mouths curled into cold smiles.
Just now, Xue Yi’s move was rely a test, nowhere close to using even thirty percent of his strength; he didn’t bother going all out against soone as insignificant as Chu Fengmian.
Chu Fengmian, relying on physical strength, might have a fleeting chance to escape, but simply trying to fight an Eight Tribulation Ancient Emperor through sheer body strength was definitely a dream.
"A little skill, managing to survive my move at the emperor stage, you are indeed a genius of Holy Dragon Sect."
Xue Yi saw the Blood Spear grabbed and shattered by Chu Fengmian, his body trembled with surprise, but the next mont, his mouth curled into an even more vicious smile, his gaze filled with stronger killing intent.
"But today, no one will save you! No matter how strong your body, today you will die!"
Boom!
Xue Yi moved suddenly, with a wave of his hand, countless fresh blood in front of him transford into a myriad of weapons, similar to the Blood Spear earlier.
But this ti, the Blood Weapons launched by Xue Yi numbered in tens of thousands, each as powerful as ordinary heavenly-level Spiritual Artifacts.
"Blood God’s Ten Thousand Weapons! Annihilate!"
With Xue Yi’s thunderous command, all the Blood Weapons descended upon Chu Fengmian, crashing down from the sky.
This ti was Xue Yi’s true strength, the previous was rely a test.
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