The people of Qingshan Sword Sect were furious.
In this southern region, they are aloof beings, who dares to challenge them?
Today, in this small capital city of Great Zhou, someone actually dared to kill his core disciple of Qingshan Sword Sect in public!
"evil creature!"
A core elder of the Qingshan Sword Sect slammed the table to pieces and stood up suddenly with a cold look in his eyes.
"Chanfeng! Cut off his head and bring it up!"
The core elder spoke extremely coldly.
The whole place was audible, and only the heavy breathing of everyone could be heard.
boom!
Chanfeng stepped down from the high platform.
Suddenly, the entire square trembled.
He raised his right hand slightly, with his palm facing the sky, and the deep Qi spurted out, condensing into a mountain!
The zhenqi mountain grew in size at an extremely fast speed in the palm of his hand, turning into a huge mountain in an instant!
"Are you Jun Wuxie from the Nanshan Secret Realm?"
Chanfeng's eyes were cold and his tone was flat. The Dayue in his hand was rising and falling, and every time it rose and fell, the space in the square trembled.
A suffocating momentum made people here feel chest tight and breathless. They felt like there was an invisible mountain pressing on them, and they felt an unbearable sense of exhaustion both physically and mentally.
Jun Wuxie said nothing, but stared coldly at Chanfeng, who was holding the mountain with one hand and walking towards him.
He reached out and grabbed a corner of the carriage and threw it away.
The entire carriage and its passengers flew up and landed firmly on the empty high platform.
"Come here, kneel down and die!"
Chanfeng's footsteps were heavy, as if what he was holding was not a mountain of true energy, but a real mountain.
Every time his footsteps landed on the ground, there was a roaring sound, making the square seem like an earthquake had occurred.
"Chan Feng, right?" Jun Wuxie pointed at Chan Feng, shook his finger from side to side, and said, "You can't."
"Hahaha!" Chanfeng laughed, looking up to the sky and laughing wildly: "A mere ant in the Qi Condensation Realm dares to speak arrogant words in front of me, the king of the Nine Transformations of the Star Realm. Use all your skills, if you can take me over With one move, I, Chanfeng, will offer my head with both hands!"
He was high-flying and confident, with a look of arrogance on his brows, and his black hair was flying wildly in the energy.
The mountain of true energy, in his hand, gradually changed its shape as it walked toward Jun Wuxie, turning into a giant sword blooming with blazing edge.
Between the ups and downs of this giant sword, it is thick, condensed, and sharp.
People not only felt chest tightness and breathlessness, but also felt the terrifying edge of the sword, and their bodies ached, as if a sword blade was cutting their bodies.
On the high platform, Wine Master and Uncle Bird were very nervous, and Xu Diaoling and Kong Kong were also extremely nervous.
Xiao Yueyao clutched the corners of her clothes tightly, her little body trembling.
Chanfeng's momentum was too tyrannical.
This kind of momentum has already made the powerful people in the Star Sea Realm feel a huge threat!
A king of the Eight Transformations of the Star Realm!
"Don't say that I, Chanfeng, don't give you a chance, just make a move! If you take my move, I will give you my head with both hands; if you can't take it, I will give you your head and your confidante Ji Yinlan. Chan Feng wants it all!"
"Who do you think you are? You're worthy of dragging Ji Yinlan in for your death?" Jun Wuxie's eyes were burning with anger. He stared at the senior officials of the Qingshan Sword Sect and said coldly: "Or, you Qingshan Sword Sect thinks Ji Yinlan can let you do whatever you want?"
"It's just a princess from a small country. Do you think that with the support of a casual cultivator master behind him, I, the Qingshan Sword Sect, will take her seriously?"
The senior officials of Qingshan Sword Sect sneered again and again.
His Qingshan Sword Sect is backed by the dominant force Kaitian Sword Sect. It is also a high-level sect with several swordsman kings sitting in charge. Behind Ji Yinlan, there is only a casual cultivator master!
"Your Majesty, please send a message to Yinlan!" Jun Wuxie said to Ji Liufeng: "Tell Yinlan to ask the old woman next to her to sit down at Qingshan Sword Sect and drink tea."
Ji Liufeng was startled. Is there an old woman next to Yinlan?
Why has he never seen it?
"Okay! I will send a message to Yinlan now!"
He chose to believe Jun Wuxie and immediately activated the jade talisman to contact Ji Yinlan.
"Hmph! I don't know whether to live or die, go to Qingshan Sword Sect, go in alive and come out dead!"
The top brass of Qingshan Sword Sect sneered, extremely confident.
"I hope your mouth can always be so tough."
Jun Wuxie also laughed. A mere Qingshan Sword Sect dared to tarnish Ji Yinlan's reputation with words like this in public. It was like lighting a lantern in a manhole and seeking death!
He knew very well how much that old woman protected Ji Yinlan.
How could he not take any action after learning about this?
"I would like to see if the forces behind Ji Yinlan dare to go to our Qingshan Sword Sect."
The top management of Qingshan Sword Sect was very calm and asked them to change a new tea table and drink tea leisurely.
"Okay, then when Ji Yinlan returns to the capital, I will let her see your head. Then she will understand that you are just a bug that I can crush to death. With my divine posture of interpreting the wind, let her do it Concubine, I didn’t humiliate her.”
Chanfeng was flying and confident, holding a giant sword in one hand and approaching Jun Wuxie.
His pace gradually accelerated, and his momentum became more and more terrifying.
The sword's true energy formed a terrifying sword gang. With him as the center, it raged wildly and split the space until it was slightly distorted.
"It only takes one sword to chop off your head!"
Chanfeng's hand holding the giant sword suddenly swung forward.
A buzzing sound.
The giant sword swept across and slashed at Jun Wuxie. The fierce sword light seemed to cut the heaven and the earth apart!
"I'm going to decide your head today!"
Jun Wuxie's murderous intent boiled to the extreme. Looking at the hundred-meter-long fierce sword light that came to kill, the golden blood in his body boiled to the extreme.
Every inch of his body was burning, releasing blood energy crazily.
A war gun with flowing green gold light appeared in his hand. The dragon pattern on the gun was dazzling, like a real dragon that came to life, circling around the gun.
throat!
The dragon roars loudly.
Jun Wuxie fought back, charging forward with Dragon Song in hand, and met the mountain-bearing giant sword slashed by Chanfeng.
The dragon's roar was bright and dazzling, and mysterious runes lit up on the gun.
There was a bang.
The moment the Dragon Roar's edge collided with the Qingshan Giant Sword, they were as powerful as breaking bamboo. The sharp spear point shattered the sword light, causing the True Qi Giant Sword to explode in the air like broken glass.
This scene shocked everyone present!
No one could believe that Jun Wuxie actually shattered Chanfeng's sword energy with one shot!
A Qi Condensation Realm, a king of the Eight Transformations of the Star Realm.
The gap in realm between the two is too big to be bridged!
Chanfeng's pupils shrank violently!
He was shocked.
A low-level physical practitioner could actually break his sword energy?
The green gold war spear was so sharp that it was held by the sword cultivator and charged towards him like a bolt of lightning.
He immediately built up a defense, gathered his sword and shield in front of him, and at the same time retreated, trying to avoid the sharp edge temporarily.
Boom.
The sword and shield collapsed the moment they condensed.
That green gold war gun is too fast.
The tip of the spear shot out a three-foot-long green light. The moment it penetrated the sword and shield, it was in front of him.
Chanfeng suddenly panicked and jumped up, trying to dodge.
But just as he was about to make a move, he felt severe pain in his chest.
There was a pop.
The dragon's roar pierced through Chanfeng's body, splashing a splash of blood.
Jun Wuxie, who was holding the gun, did not stop. After piercing through Chanfeng, he still rushed forward, pushing his body a hundred meters away, and with a clang, he nailed him to the high platform where everyone in Zongwang Academy was sitting. On the stone wall!
The whole place was extremely quiet, only people's heavy breathing could be heard.
Countless pairs of eyes focused on the stone wall in front of the stone platform of Zongwang Academy.
The true disciple of the Qingshan Sword Sect, the king-level figure on the Star List of the Southern Territory, the Eighth Transformation of the Star Realm Chan Feng, was actually nailed to the stone wall like this.
His eyes were drooped, staring at his pierced chest, with a look of disbelief on his face.
His body was convulsing, and the bright red blood flowed along the lapis lazuli gun, dripping and forming a strange bloody flower on the ground!
call! call! call!
Under the high platform, Jun Wuxie's breathing was so heavy that it was transmitted clearly, allowing many people to hear it.
He is a physical practitioner, and his physical organs are too powerful.
At this moment, he was in a state of near collapse. When he breathed, his lungs were beating violently, like a strong wind howling.
He immediately refined the fountain of life to recover from the intense consumption of his body.
The dragon's roar is really terrifying.
He only slightly activated a few of the countless runes inside, almost sucking out all his blood.
"Evil! I will crush you to ashes!"
The senior officials of Qingshan Sword Sect woke up from the unbelievably cruel reality, and immediately became furious and their eyes were about to burst!
The core elder rose up and flew across the sky like an eagle. He arrived in front of Jun Wuxie in an instant and killed him with a slap.
"Do you, Qingshan Sword Sect, still want to show shame?"
The wine master waved his sleeves, and a sword wave rushed out, smashing the zhenqi palm of the core elder of the Qingshan Sword Sect and knocking him back in the air.
"Chu Jingtian! Does your Zongwang Academy want to destroy the clan?"
The core elder of the Qingshan Sword Sect's eyes were extremely gloomy.
He is only half-step to the master level and is no match for Chu Jingtian, the guardian of Zongwang Academy.
However, his identity is there, he is a quasi-high-level executive of Qingshan Sword Sect!
How dare the guardian of Zongwang Academy stop him?
