The mbers of the Six Martial Arts Families were staring intently at Chu Feng's location, praying inwardly that he would be annihilated.
As for Miyamoto Aotian, his brow furrowed slightly.
One second later.
As the glow of the Primordial Energy faded away.
A massive trench several dozen ters long appeared in front of everyone.
As for Chu Feng, he was still standing in his original spot, unmoved, without a single injury on his body.
Chu Feng's fist, which had t the Sword Qi head-on, didn't have a single scratch on it.
He had destroyed Miyamoto Aotian's fearso sword strike, unleashed with a Yellow-level Middle Grade Yuan Weapon, with nothing but his physical body.
And he was completely unhard.
This result shocked everyone present, except for those from the Demon Prison, as they looked on with incredulous expressions.
Was this man made of Vajra?
They all knew the strength of a Yellow-level Middle Grade Yuan Weapon.
Combined with Miyamoto Aotian's power, the Sword Qi from that strike could have penetrated more than a dozen armored tanks.
Yet, the Demon Lord had blocked it with nothing but his fist, and he was unhard.
This was insanely tough!!!
At this mont, the mbers of the Six Great Families once again profoundly realized the terrifying nature of the Demon Lord.
Miyamoto Aotian's expression beca grave as his eyes, cold and stern, fixed on Chu Feng.
"Continue!!!"
Chu Feng gestured to Miyamoto Aotian with a hooked finger.
His face full of provocation.
"Sword Fall!!!"
Miyamoto Aotian shouted abruptly, executing a powerful Yellow-level Martial Technique.
Terrifying primordial Qi Power surged within him, rging with the power of the Elental Weapon Sword.
Man and sword seed to beco one, as he shot towards Chu Feng.
A sword fell, as if all heaven and earth were about to collapse.
The breath of destruction perated the entire valley.
The hearts of the others trembled once again, their eyes filled with terror.
The weaker ones were directly forced to their knees by this fearso atmosphere, coughing up blood.
The power of this strike was dozens of tis more terrifying than the previous Sword Qi.
With Miyamoto Aotian's strength and the Yellow-level Middle Grade Yuan Weapon, combined with the powerful Yellow-level Martial Technique.
The power that the three combined to unleash was frightening to an extre.
The burst of this strike gave one the feeling that death was imminent.
All eyes were filled with terror.
Bang bang bang!!!
The entire valley completely exploded.
A terrifying dust cloud filled the entire valley, like a massive explosion.
At this ti, outside the valley.
A group of martial artists in uniform and hundreds of soldiers wielding weapons silently appeared here.
The leader was none other than Prince Teng Hao, with three middle-aged n whose temples bulged with impressive auras by his side.
They were the Guard Captains of the Royal Family of Dong Sang Country.
The martial artists behind them were all experts of the Royal Guard of Dong Sang Country.
The rest were soldiers of Dong Sang Country.
"Such a big commotion!!!"
Teng Hao looked at the sounds and montum emanating from the valley, a trace of shock crossing his eyes.
"There must be super strong people fighting inside this valley, judging by the situation."
"At the very least, it's fighters of the Innate Seventh Order battling, and it should be the strong ones from several families fighting with the Demon Lord."
One of the Guard Captains spoke solemnly.
"Let them fight, the best outco would be both sides suffering, then I can reap the benefits!!!"
Cunning gleams flickered in Teng Hao's eyes as he snorted coldly.
"Your Highness, what if the Demon Lord were to die?"
Another Guard Captain said.
"Hmph, if he dies just like that, then he's not worth being of use to !!!"
Teng Hao said disdainfully.
"Get ready, today I want all the people from these families and the Demon Lord captured!!!"
Teng Hao shouted coldly.
"Yes!!!"
The others nodded in agreent.
In the valley, as the terrifying blast of energy dissipated,
a huge and incomparable pit erged, the entire valley was a ss.
Most of the houses where the people of Sakura Road lived were destroyed.
The ground was further cracked with countless fissures.
All the people were lying on the ground, spitting blood.
Those with weaker strength were even directly eradicated by the spreading energy.
Even the several Innate Seventh Order powerhouses from the Six Great Families and the Three Great Demon Kings turned pale and were gasping for air.
Clearly, they were affected by the terrifying energy and had sustained serious injuries.
As for the Family Heads of the Six Great Families, they were even more severely injured, lying on the ground.
They had completely lost the ability to move.
At this mont, their gaze was focused on two figures.
These two were none other than Miyamoto Aotian and Chu Feng.
Facing Miyamoto Aotian's strongest strike,
Chu Feng still stood there nonchalantly, without a single injury on his body.
As if he were an indestructible Superman.
At that mont, Miyamoto Aotian's heart was shaken.
His expression stirred, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"You... how can you be so strong?"
"Could it be that you..."
Miyamoto Aotian looked at Chu Feng in disbelief, speaking incredulously.
As for the people of the Six Martial Arts Families, they were all shocked beyond imagination by Chu Feng's terrifying strength.
Such a catastrophic attack yet it couldn't inflict any harm on him.
Was this still human?
"Could it be that he really is a demon from Hell?"
Tenon Keiko and others looked at Chu Feng and murmured to themselves, their eyes filled with fear.
"Your strength is very strong!!!"
"What a pity..."
Chu Feng said to Miyamoto Aotian.
Whoosh!!!
The next second, Chu Feng's figure appeared before Miyamoto Aotian like a specter.
He unleashed a palm strike towards Miyamoto Aotian, which seed like a ghostly phantom.
Imdiately, Miyamoto Aotian felt a cold chill sweep over his entire body.
He instinctively activated his Elental Weapon to shield himself.
Bang!!!
Chu Feng's palm struck upon Miyamoto Aotian's Elental Weapon Sword.
In an instant, Miyamoto Aotian's body flew out like a kite with a broken string.
The terrifying Primordial Qi Power invaded his body, forcibly shattering his internal organs.
Splurt!!!
Miyamoto Aotian spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his eyes wide open staring at Chu Feng.
"Musashi... will not... let you go!!!"
Miyamoto Aotian pointed at Chu Feng, saying in broken speech.
Finally, his arm fell, and he breathed his last.
The Miyamoto Family's super strong person, Miyamoto Aotian, who twenty years ago had slayed three Innate Seventh Order experts with a single sword,
Twenty years later, despite wielding a Yellow-level Middle Grade Yuan Weapon, was killed by a palm strike from a young man barely into his twenties.
This outco was unbelievable.
The people from the Six Martial Arts Families were all stunned.
Their hearts sank heavily.
Now, looking at Chu Feng was like looking at a real Hell Demon, their entire bodies shivering with cold, their backs breaking out in cold sweat.
Swish, swish, swish!!!
Just then, Teng Hao, together with the Royal Guard and the military forces, charged in.
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