Nine Regions Sword Emperor

4312 - Wu Qi
The jade talisman of the Lord of the Martial Palace.

This is the symbol of the status of the Lord of the Martial Palace.

Throughout the ages, in countless eras, there have been several Martial Palace Masters in the Jiyuanhui.

But the real power of the Lord of the Temple of Martial Arts lies on the Jade Talisman. It can be said that anyone who can obtain the Jade Talisman is equivalent to holding the right of the Lord of the Temple of Martial Arts.

If Chu Fengmian wanted to rescue the Sword Demon Saint Son, what he needed was naturally the jade talisman representing the identity of the Lord of the Martial Palace.

"This jade talisman cannot be handed over to others."

Hearing Chu Fengmian's words, the Lord of the Martial Palace frowned and said in a cold voice.

"If there is no sincerity, I can only grab it, and with the actions of Wu Dian, it will not be easy to calm my anger."

Chu Fengmian said calmly.

But anyone can hear the killing intent contained in Chu Fengmian's words, the threat in his words is self-evident.

If you don't hand over the jade talisman of the Lord of the Martial Palace to Chu Fengmian today, don't blame Chu Fengmian for killing.

"Zu Long, you are a traitor who betrayed the Palace of Martial Arts. Now that you are back, you still want to seize the position of Palace Lord? Ridiculous! This is the headquarters of the Jiyuanhui, not a place where you can be presumptuous. If you dare to kill here, today you will Don't want to leave alive!"

Suddenly at this moment, a roar sounded from the crowd.

Many of these Wudian disciples are self-reliant. They have never put Chu Fengmian, the holy son of Wudian, in their eyes. They are obedient to what Chu Fengmian ordered. Now they see that Chu Fengmian actually wants to Seizing power naturally made him even more dissatisfied.

"threaten me?"

Hearing this roar, a smile appeared on the corner of Chu Fengmian's mouth, and the murderous intent in his eyes was even worse, and he suddenly looked into the crowd.

"Zulong stop!"

The Lord of the Martial Palace seemed to understand what Chu Fengmian was thinking next, and hurriedly said.

But Chu Fengmian didn't care about it at all, he shot suddenly, and Ling Kong shot towards the crowd, only to see a young man, who was taken out of the crowd by Chu Fengmian.

boom!
The young man was caught by Chu Fengmian, and his strength exploded crazily. A tyrannical and boundless martial intent condensed on his body, turning into a huge body.

Although the young man in front of him is only an eighth-rank immortal emperor, his overall strength is not weaker than that of a real ninth-rank immortal emperor, at least not inferior to the martial elder that Chu Fengmian defeated before. , the two elders Wu Ni.

This kind of strength is not inferior to that of the former sword demon saint son, and he is qualified to become a saint son in the Jiyuanhui.

However, even Elder Wu Kuang and Elder Wu Ni are no more than one-shot enemies in front of Chu Fengmian, and the young man in front of him is naturally the same.

With a wave of Chu Fengmian's hand, the young man's strength was easily suppressed by Chu Fengmian, and was pinched by Chu Fengmian in the palm of his hand.

"Do you think I dare not kill you?"

Chu Fengmian looked at the young man and said calmly.

"Zu Long, this is Wu Qi, the only disciple of Elder Wu Tian, ​​don't hurt him!"

Seeing the young man being pinched by Chu Fengmian, the Lord of the Martial Hall was startled, and said hastily.

He knows Chu Fengmian's character, he has always had no scruples in wanting to kill people, although now because of the sword demon son, Chu Fengmian will not completely fall out with Wu Dian, but he is also afraid that Chu Fengmian's head will get hot , Really killed this Wu Qi.

"Wu Qi?"

Hearing the words of the Lord of the Martial Palace, Chu Fengmian understood the identity of the young man in front of him. He had heard the name of this Martial Qi before. In, the first genius.

Originally in the Hall of Martial Arts, many disciples of the Hall of Martial Arts thought that this Martial Qi would become the holy son of the Hall of Martial Arts, and even the master of the next generation of the Hall of Martial Arts.

After all, the aptitude exhibited at the Wu Qi Station is no less than that of the holy sons, and he is the disciple of the elder Wu Tian. With the support of the elder Wu Tian, ​​who can compete with him.

Even Wu Qi himself thinks that his position as the Holy Son in the future is certain. As long as he can survive the catastrophe and become the Son of the Era, he must be the Holy Son of Wudian.

However, the appearance of Chu Fengmian broke all his plans, which made Wu Qi extremely dissatisfied with Chu Fengmian, the Holy Son of Wudian who appeared suddenly.

Now seeing Chu Fengmian, the traitor, coming back to show off his power, he couldn't help but say something, but he didn't expect that Chu Fengmian's strength is so terrifying, he is almost invincible in front of Chu Fengmian. The strength to fight back was pinched by Chu Fengmian.

"Do you know my identity? Don't let me go! Otherwise, when my master comes over, it will be your death!"

That Wu Qi was pinched and suppressed by Chu Fengmian, still extremely arrogant, roaring again and again, on his body, waves of power burst out, trying to escape from Chu Fengmian's suppression.

"Death is imminent? Do you still dare to threaten?"

The murderous intent in Chu Fengmian's eyes was even worse.

"Let go of my disciple!"

But at this time, suddenly from the depths of the martial arts hall, a figure suddenly rushed out. The speed of this ray of light was extremely fast. A punch burst out.

This fist wind, mixed with the true meaning of martial arts, bombarded Chu Fengmian with a punch in the air.

"Finally someone who can make me a little more serious."

Seeing this blow of fist wind coming, Chu Fengmian murmured to himself, he continued to hold the martial arts with his left hand, and in his right hand, a sword intent condensed, but it turned into a spirit sword. Feng Mian swung his sword.

In an instant, a sword light was shot out, colliding with the fist wind in the air.

boom!
When the two forces collided, they were evenly matched.

The figure in that ray of light also emerged, this is a middle-aged man, he looks about the same age as the Lord of the Martial Palace, but the aura on this person is faintly reserved, even stronger than the Lord of the Martial Palace A little bit stronger.

The strength of the Lord of the Martial Palace should be regarded as a very strong figure in the Ancient Transformation Realm, but the strength of the middle-aged man in front of him is probably close to the peak of the Ancient Transformation Realm.

If this person has another chance and his strength improves, he may be qualified to hit the Dao Transformation Realm. Of course, there is still a huge gap between this person's current strength and the ninth-rank immortal emperor who is actually in the Dao Transformation Realm.

But this kind of strength is already worthy of being taken seriously by Chu Fengmian.

"Elder Wutian."

Without asking, Chu Fengmian knew exactly who the middle-aged man in front of him was.

(End of this chapter)