Nine Realms Sword Emperor-Chapter 1389 - 1390: Killing You Is Like Slaughtering a Dog

Chapter 1389: Chapter 1390: Killing You Is Like Slaughtering a Dog

"No need to struggle anymore, hand over the item. No one can save you today."

The Eight Tribulation Ancient Emperor of the Mu family sneered at Qing Meng.

"This is the Forbidden Continent, even Yun Zun cannot save you! Outside, we might not dare to kill you, but unfortunately for you, you came to the Forbidden Continent today..."

Another Eight Tribulation Ancient Emperor beside him, having lost his patience, snorted coldly.

"Mu Tiange, don’t waste words with him, just kill him directly!"

"Alright!"

The Eight Tribulation Ancient Emperor named Mu Tiange immediately revealed a ferocious killing intent on his face.

No matter what, by killing Qing Meng, they can get what they want. After planning for so long, they have this rare opportunity to crush Qing Meng and push him to the brink. Of course, they won’t give Qing Meng any chance.

Only to see Mu Tiange let out a long howl, golden light flashed in his palm, and streams of golden light transformed into a long river, roaring towards Qing Meng.

Each golden light within this river was equivalent to a full-force strike from him as an Eight Tribulation Ancient Emperor, enveloping Qing Meng, who would instantly endure hundreds of blows.

"Die!"

The other ancient emperors also attacked simultaneously, unleashing countless martial techniques towards Qing Meng.

Seeing this, a chill flashed in Qing Meng’s eyes; she knew these people would never let her go today. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

There was no use in fleeing, the only way was to fight!

At the moment when Qing Meng was gathering her spiritual power, as the green light in her palm gradually solidified, suddenly an enormous copper gate appeared.

This copper gate suddenly appeared in front of Qing Meng, with countless spiritual powers bombarding it.

At the same time, a tunneling light rushed in, targeting the four ancient emperors among them, as two sword lights immediately slashed towards them.

Boom!

The four ancient emperors did not expect a sudden sword light to appear at this moment, and before they could react, they were struck by the sword light, spitting out large amounts of vital blood.

For a moment, the entire valley was filled with the smell of blood.

Though this sword couldn’t kill them, it was enough to heavily injure the four ancient emperors.

"Who dares to meddle in the affairs of the Holy Dragon Sect’s secret realm!"

Mu Tiange’s face turned exceedingly grim, shocked that someone dared interfere while they were besieging Qing Meng.

Upon seeing the sudden sword light, countless eyes turned towards the copper gate.

"The ancient copper gate?"

"Ancient Emperor of Tongmen, do you dare interfere in our Mu family matters? Show yourself!"

Upon seeing the ancient copper gate, several furious voices rose simultaneously. This ancient copper gate almost symbolized the Ancient Emperor of Tongmen.

Yet, despite their searching, they couldn’t see the figure of the Ancient Emperor of Tongmen, instead, a young figure appeared beside Qing Meng.

"You?"

Upon seeing this young figure, Qing Meng’s face flashed with shock, then turned deathly pale.

"Junior Brother, you must leave quickly, these people are beyond your ability to deal with. You’ve arrived just in time; I’ll hold them back, take this item and leave, find Senior Brother, and tell him what happened today so he can avenge me!"

As she spoke, Qing Meng handed a copper token to Chu Fengmian.

"Who is this kid?"

"A mere pseudo-emperor dares insert himself into our matters?"

Many eyes fell on Chu Fengmian, filled with doubt, not recognizing him.

Only the Ancient Emperor Fan Guang shouted loudly.

"This kid is a disciple of the Holy Dragon Sect, this year’s newcomer, Chu Fengmian!"

"What?"

"The one rumored to rival Yun Zun in talent, is this kid?"

They hadn’t seen Chu Fengmian, but they had heard of the name.

Especially with the battles Chu Fengmian fought in the Holy Dragon secret realm, which cemented his reputation, some claim him to be the next Yun Zun.

"The next Yun Zun?"

Mu Tiange stared at Chu Fengmian with a grim and chilly gaze.

"Perfect, another remnant of the Holy Dragon Sect, you’ll die here today!"

Another Eight Tribulation Ancient Emperor spoke with murderous intent.

"The Holy Dragon Sect should have perished long ago; today, we’ll kill both of them!"

"Junior Brother, hurry and leave!"

Qing Meng anxiously urged, seeing Chu Fengmian not intending to leave.

"These people are ancient emperors, you can’t deal with them."

"No need to run, today everyone shall die here!"

Chu Fengmian ignored the copper token, his eyes flashing as he looked at the thirteen ancient emperors.

"Senior Sister, you handle those two Eight Tribulation Ancient Emperors, I’ll take care of the rest."

Hearing Chu Fengmian’s words, the eleven Seven Tribulation Ancient Emperors were taken aback, showing utterly unpleasant expressions.

They were all ancient emperors, yet Chu Fengmian, a mere pseudo-emperor, claimed he could handle all eleven of them?

"Such arrogance, boy, prepare to die, it’s time for you to accompany my disciple in the underworld!"

The Ancient Emperor Fan Guang, unable to contain his fury, glared at Chu Fengmian and struck with a palm.

This attack from his palm dazzled with countless golden rays, encompassing an earth-shattering force, a furious strike from an ancient emperor.

Just as the palm was about to land on Chu Fengmian, the immense power was already trying to crush him.

"Junior Brother, be careful!"

Seeing the Ancient Emperor Fan Guang strike, Qing Meng hurriedly gathered her spiritual power to defend.

But Chu Fengmian was quicker, instantly soaring into the sky.

"With such strength, you dare show off in front of me? Killing you now would be like slaughtering a dog!"

The power of the Dragon Bloodline in Chu Fengmian erupted fully, dragons roared as if he were a Dragon Emperor standing there.

Seeing the palm in the air, Chu Fengmian sneered and struck out with his palm.

"Ancestral Art Second Form!"

Boom!

A thunderous explosion, the palm of the Ancient Emperor Fan Guang was shattered instantly.

The massive power enveloped the Ancient Emperor Fan Guang, contorting his body under the pressure.

The overwhelming force bombarded the Ancient Emperor Fan Guang, causing countless cracks across his body before blasting him apart in mid-air.

For a moment, the sky was like a rain of blood.

"Impossible! What martial technique is this! What power is this! How can a mere pseudo-emperor unleash such power!"

Though shattered, the Ancient Emperor Fan Guang, still an ancient emperor, requires only a drop of vital blood to reshape his form.

The blood rain in the sky began to coalesce, attempting to form again.

"You still want to reform your body in front of me?"

Chu Fengmian snorted coldly, waving his hand, striking the blood mist across the sky.