The words of the Yan Emperor, though not so harsh in sound.
But in reality, it’s asking the Gu family to hand over Ningzhou Ancient City directly.
Ningzhou Ancient City is the foundation of the Gu family.
This behavior is no different from that of a robber.
Without Ningzhou Ancient City, the decline of the Gu family is inevitable.
The more he listened to Yan Emperor’s words, the colder Gu Family Head’s expression beca, to the point now that it was extrely gloomy.
Yet he did not speak, instead, he looked towards Chu Fengmian.
Jian Zongjie and Yan Emperor also smirked coldly at Gu Family Head, waiting for his response.
"When did the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect beco a group of robbers? It seems that over the years, the nature of the Heavenly Sword Sect hasn’t changed; they are still just a bunch of bandits."
In this silence, a calm voice suddenly broke it.
This voice wasn’t from the Gu Family Head, but from Chu Fengmian, who had been sitting beside them, sipping tea.
Gu Jin stood next to Chu Fengmian, calmly attending to Chu Fengmian’s tea.
"Kid, who do you think you are, just a re disciple of the Gu family? What right do you have to talk to us? Get out!"
Upon hearing Chu Fengmian speak, Jian Zongjie shouted angrily.
In his view, Chu Fengmian was rely a disciple of the Gu family and didn’t even have the right to converse with him.
Jian Zongjie angrily shouted at the Gu Family Head.
"Gu Family Head, it seems your Gu family truly wishes to be enemies with our Heavenly Sword Sect? First, toss this ignorant brat out, then we can continue talking."
The Gu Family Head, upon hearing Jian Zongjie’s words, remained unfazed, silent, with no intention of reprimanding Chu Fengmian, just standing quietly by the side.
There was no need for him to speak now.
"Be enemies with the Heavenly Sword Sect? What’s the big deal?"
Chu Fengmian shook his head and said.
He had killed almost countless disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, having even slain Emperors of their sect.
This sentence was said with an air of casual indifference, showing he didn’t care at all.
"Where did this arrogant kid co from, sprouting such nonsense! Insolence, you dare to speak of being enemies with the Heavenly Sword Sect in front of , fine, a few ants need to be killed before people know their place!"
Jian Zongjie was furious to the extre upon hearing Chu Fengmian’s words.
Since when has soone dared to challenge the might of their Heavenly Sword Sect at any ti?
Especially by one of the Godly Martial Realm ancestors, in his eyes, an ant-like figure dared to utter such words.
"Insolence, kneel before !"
Jian Zongjie’s Spiritual Power suddenly erupted, and with a sudden palm strike, he pressed directly towards Chu Fengmian, with such formidable power, trying to force Chu Fengmian to his knees.
Given his strength, he was practically invincible among Martial Artists of the sa realm, not taking Chu Fengmian seriously at all in dealing with a Godly Martial Realm Martial Artist.
Yet when this Spiritual Power struck Chu Fengmian, it seed to suddenly vanish, as he casually sipped his tea.
Only when he finished drinking his tea did Chu Fengmian slowly rise, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
"Ignorant, aren’t you the one? How dare you be arrogant in front of ?"
Chu Fengmian suddenly laughed, with a slight movent of his hand, dispersing all of Jian Zongjie’s Spiritual Power, all hitting against Jian Zongjie’s chest.
"Puff!"
Jian Zongjie was struck in the chest, retreating several steps, spitting a mouthful of blood, his face pale.
His eyes were filled with disbelief.
"Kneel before !"
Chu Fengmian waved his hand, an overwhelming pressure enveloped Jian Zongjie, almost crushing his internal organs with this terrifying pressure.
Even his knees buckled, nearly unable to withstand the pressure, almost forcing him to the ground.
But at this mont, a surge of Spiritual Power suddenly appeared in front of Jian Zongjie, dissolving the Spiritual Power on him.
The one taking action was Yan Emperor, seated nearby.
He instantly appeared before Jian Zongjie, blocking all of Chu Fengmian’s Spiritual Power.
"Young man, your attack is too vicious, how dare you act in front of ? It seems you are the strong one the Gu family hired? Unfortunately, an ancestor who is not even an Emperor, no matter how strong, is ultimately just an ant."
Yan Emperor looked at Chu Fengmian, speaking slowly.
Even he couldn’t see through Chu Fengmian’s current strength, but from what he could tell, Chu Fengmian lacked any heavenly fate aura.
This ant that Chu Fengmian had not stepped into the Heavenly Fate Realm, nor beco an Emperor.
An ancestor, no matter how powerful, was insignificant before an Emperor.
"You seem talented, kneel, beco my slave, and I can spare you this ti."
Yan Emperor looked at Chu Fengmian and spoke calmly.
Upon hearing Yan Emperor’s words, Chu Fengmian almost burst out laughing.
It seems that Jian Zongjie’s arrogance wasn’t learned from soone else; this Yan Emperor was even more arrogant, demanding submission with a single move.
"An old geezer, how dare you boast, Yan Emperor? Today, I’ll ensure you won’t be an Emperor, turning you into a cripple, still dare to make kneel? Break for !"
Chu Fengmian laughed heartily, his aura rapidly climbing.
This aura instantly overwheld Yan Emperor, as Chu Fengmian, with a wave of his hand, delivered a slap across Yan Emperor’s face.
"Slap!"
This crisp sound suddenly echoed in the palace.
Gu Family Head and Gu Jin both stared in shock at this scene.
Yan Emperor, an Emperor, was actually slapped by Chu Fengmian.
This was an utter humiliation.
As an Emperor, holding an extrely high status in the Heavenly Sword Sect, worshipped by countless, when had Yan Emperor ever suffered such humiliation?
"You little beast, you’re courting death!"
Yan Emperor’s hair stood on end in rage, and from his hand, a seven-colored gourd suddenly appeared and opened.
From the seven-colored gourd, streams of seven-colored smoke floated out.
"This is the Seven-Colored God Slaying Smoke! Any martial artist trapped in it is dood to die! But little beast, I won’t let you die so easily; I will tornt you until you cannot live or die!"
Yan Emperor roared at Chu Fengmian as he fell into the Seven-Colored God Slaying Smoke in fury.
But before his words could end, from the Seven-Colored God Slaying Smoke, another shadow appeared, delivering another slap directly at him.
This slap hit the other side of Yan Emperor’s face, causing his whole face to swell.
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