Nine Realms Sword Emperor Chapter 631 - 631 632 The Return of the Mysterious North

631: Chapter 632: The Return of the Mysterious North 631: Chapter 632: The Return of the Mysterious North All Things Dragon Transformation!

Roar!

Roar!

A chorus of dragon roars erupted suddenly, and instantly, those myriad streams of Sword Qi transford into thousands of ancient battle dragons.

At the sa ti, they let out a furious bellow, charging directly towards Lu Qianren with a barrage of attacks.

The Ancestor Dragon Supre Sword was a treasured artifact of the dragon clan, and now in Chu Fengmian’s hands, utilizing the power of his Battle Dragon Technique, he brought forth the ultimate power of the Ancestor Dragon Supre Sword.

Each strike was a fusion of dragon strength and Sword Intent.

A single slash contained a devastating power, intended to kill Lu Qianren outright.

“Hmph!”

Suddenly, a cold snort sounded.

In the sky above, Lu Qianren swung his hand vigorously, and a surge of Spiritual Power burst forth from the palm of his hand.

Before him, it transford into a transparent barrier.

Countless streams of Sword Qi launched by Chu Fengmian and Han Yueli in unison were outright blocked by this barrier of Spiritual Power created by Lu Qianren.

Chu Fengmian and Han Yueli’s combined attack could have easily slain any peak figure in the realm of life and death, likely leaving them incapable of resistance.

But now, it had been so effortlessly neutralized by Lu Qianren.

On the steps of the Life and Death Platform, Lu Qianren had only stepped onto the first level, the Fragnted Life Realm, yet he had already surpassed the boundaries of the life and death realm.

“You two youngsters, with your Sword Qi, you dare challenge ?

Ridiculous!

In the face of absolute power, your swordsmanship, no matter how strong, is utterly aningless!”

Lu Qianren bellowed loudly, his words laced with mockery.

His eyes, as he looked at Chu Fengmian and Han Yueli, seed to be mocking them like ants that did not know the vastness of heaven and earth.

“Both of you, prepare to be utterly suppressed!”

Boom!

Lu Qianren’s hands ca crashing down, unleashing boundless Spiritual Power that seed to descend from the heavens all at once.

This oppressive force of Spiritual Power was like an apocalyptic calamity, causing hearts to shudder with fear, refusing to et it head-on.

With this move, Lu Qianren intended to suppress both Chu Fengmian and Han Yueli simultaneously, sparing no one.

“Not good!”

Chu Fengmian’s complexion changed drastically, as the power was far beyond his imagination.

Chu Fengmian had always been the one to overco his opponents with strength.

He possessed the Battle Dragon Technique, and inherently bore the bloodline of an ancient battle dragon.

Furthermore, having encountered nurous fortuitous adventures, he had even condensed the Ancient Dragon King Body.

His power was truly indistinguishable from that of a real ancient battle dragon.

Yet in the face of Lu Qianren’s power, Chu Fengmian’s strength seed as insignificant as an ant’s.

No matter how he resisted, it seed impossible to contend with Lu Qianren’s power.

“You two juniors, having gained so fortunate encounters, now wish to defy ?

I’ll suppress you first, extract all the fortunes you’ve acquired, and then kill you!”

With a mighty wave of his hand, Lu Qianren’s descending Spiritual Power transford into two pagodas.

They hurled down towards Chu Fengmian and Han Yueli at the sa ti.

Chu Fengmian could feel that even if he mustered all his strength, he could not match the power of these pagodas; it was an utterly irresistible force.

Once the pagodas descended, Chu Fengmian and Han Yueli had only one possible fate: suppression.

“Could it really be ti to use the power of the Emperor’s Jar?”

Chu Fengmian’s brow was slick with cold sweat; it was his last resort.

But now, the situation had already forced him to the brink.

Chu Fengmian’s Spiritual Sense had penetrated deep into the empty ring, communicating with the Emperor’s Jar, ready to be unleashed at any mont, to erupt with devastating force.

However, almost at the sa ti, a surge of Spiritual Power suddenly vibrated from the void.

This force was trendously powerful to the extre.

Bursting forth from the void, it struck the two precious pagodas directly, shattering them to pieces.

“Who is it?”

Lu Qianren’s eyebrows furrowed as he scanned around with a cold gaze.

“Dare to ddle in the Lu family’s affairs, are you seeking death?”

“If you know what’s good for you, scram!”

“The Lu family’s affairs?

Since when could they not be ddled with!”

A hearty voice suddenly erupted, and from the midst of the void, a figure strode out boldly.

Seeing this figure, Chu Fengmian’s face turned to one of shock, his heart pounding with excitent.

“Master?”

This figure was none other than Chu Fengmian’s ntor from the Wusheng Academy, the Saint of Xuanbei.

Now, the Saint of Xuanbei’s aura and power had far surpassed that of before.

On Saint of Xuanbei’s person, Chu Fengmian felt a sense similar to that on Lu Qianren’s—a transcendent aura beyond life and death.

The Saint of Xuanbei’s power had indeed surpassed the Realm of Life and Death, stepping onto the Life and Death Platform.

To what extent he had reached, Chu Fengmian was not sure, but just by sensing the aura, the Saint of Xuanbei seed to even surpass Lu Qianren.

Back then at Wusheng Academy, the Saint of Xuanbei had suddenly left, claiming he needed to overco a great life and death tribulation, and since then had disappeared without a trace.

Chu Fengmian had looked for him, but found no news at all.

Chu Feng had almost believed that the Saint of Xuanbei had fallen, yet unexpectedly, he appeared here in the holy land of Beimang.

And his power now, it was not rely within the bounds of the Realm of Life and Death; it had transcended to the peak beyond Life and Death, stepping onto the very steps of the Life and Death Platform.

“Xuanbei?”

Lu Qianren, seeing this suddenly erging figure, was also montarily surprised.

“Xuanbei, you’ve only recently returned to the academy.

Our Lu family has no grudge with you, so why are you standing up for this kid?”

Lu Qianren’s words also resonated with the doubts in the hearts of countless disciples present.

At this ti, another elder had appeared; the Saint of Xuanbei, to many disciples, was an utterly unfamiliar presence, one never seen before.

And yet, he had suddenly stood up for Chu Fengmian to confront Lu Qianren.

The Lu family, in Beimang Academy, was indeed a force that covered the sky with one hand; their patriarch, Lu Qianren, was not the only one.

Within the Lu family, there were others who surpassed Lu Qianren.

To risk offending the Lu family by suddenly standing up for Chu Fengmian left the countless onlookers dumbfounded.

“Xuanbei, I advise you to stay out of this kind of trouble.

This person has offended our Lu family and is already a dead man.

He has no relation to you.

Do you really plan to take the risk of offending our Lu family just to save them?”

Lu Qianren watched the Saint of Xuanbei without speaking, hesitated for a mont, and then said.

“If you’ve co for Bing Li’s sake, this Han Yueli—I will give you face, and you can take her away.

I will let her off this one ti.

But this kid, he has a deep-seated hatred with our Lu family, daring to pursue and kill our disciples.

Today, he must die!”

With those words, Lu Qianren unexpectedly took a step back.