Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 44

Jian Fengyun stood coldly on the ring, looking at everything in front of him, at some point, he had already thrown some spirit stones on the ground, forming a mysterious formation, ready to strike at any time.

"Please elder, be merciful!"

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of Wang Chuyuan, with fiery red spiritual power gushing out from his body, and the power of a palm immediately.

Taking a closer look, it was Wang Xuan, the head of the Wang family who had been sitting at the back.

"Wang Xuan, you... do you know what you are doing?" Wang Xia was furious, staring straight at Wang Xuan.

"I officially announce that Wang Chuyuan will no longer be a child of my Wang family from now on. I also ask the third elder to hold him high and let him go!"

With a firm tone, Wang Xuan lowered his head and cupped his hands in obeisance, seeming to be pleading at the end of his words.

"Father, you..." Wang Chuyuan never dreamed that his father, who always put his family first, would fight against the elders of the main family for him.

"Shut up, from today onwards, you don't have to call me like that!" Wang Xuan never looked up, but his tone was cold and authentic.

Hearing Wang Xuan's voice, the sockets of Wang Chuyuan's plump face turned red, and he didn't say a word.

"Second brother, Wang Xuan and I have been relegated to the branch for decades, and we have never made any request to the master's family. I am also begging you here today, please let Yuan'er go!"

At some point, the third elder of the Wang family who was sitting at the back also stepped forward and spoke.

"You guys." Wang Xia's complexion was ugly, and his breath was violent.

"Second Elder, Yu'er also begs you to let them go!"

No one expected that Wang Yu would also speak.

At this moment, all the warriors in the audience were dumbfounded, and the scene was a bit chaotic, but no one noticed that Yu Shan crushed a jade tablet, and those eyes full of killing intent were full of madness at this moment .

"Hmph, since Yu'er has spoken, I don't care about this matter, but from now on, Wang Chuyuan has nothing to do with the Wang family!" Wang Xia flung his sleeves and left angrily.

At the same time, the king of Dongyang County stepped onto the ring and said to the warriors in the audience.

"I declare that the winner of the city lord battle this time is the Jian family, Jian Fengyun!"

As soon as Dongyang County King's voice fell, there were not many people cheering at the scene. No one thought that what seemed to be a contest between dragons and tigers ended so easily.

"Hahaha, Jian Fengyun, do you think that if you win the first prize in the city lord battle, you will win? Master Yang is here, and none of you can escape."

Suddenly, the crazy crimson color in Yu Shan's eyes widened, he looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Master Yang? Yang Jie, the second elder of Dan Yuanzong?"

On the ring, the king of Dongyang County looked suspicious, and asked himself in his heart.

"Jian Fengyun, you kill my disciple of Dan Yuanzong, today, your sword family will perish!"

A dull sound exploded in the sky, echoing again and again.

At the same time, the entire Bei'an City was shrouded in a black shield, and an extremely dull coercion descended on everyone.

"A strong man in the spiritual realm!"

The King of Tianyang's eyes narrowed, and his face darkened instantly.

Jian Fengyun also instantly felt the pressure on his body, his eyes turned cold, and the aura pervading the air was so similar to that of Xie Tian in his previous life, and the strength of the comer was even higher than that of Dongyang County King.

In Bei'an City, it is well known that the strongest martial arts realm is the True Spirit Realm, but there are still some realms that they cannot touch.

Above the Real Spirit Realm is the Spirit King Realm, the Spirit Venerable Realm, and the Spirit Emperor Realm.
"Oh my god, what's going on, it's getting dark!"

"It feels so heavy on my body, like carrying a huge boulder on my back, I can't get through it!"

"Yeah, what's going on!"

The surrounding warriors, whose strength was a little low, felt unwell from the coercion that engulfed the whole city.

"Deputy Master of Dan Yuan Sect, Venerable Black Fire!"

Looking at the dark sky, Wang Xia from the Wang family suddenly lost his voice.

"By the way, the body of the holy soul, I understand, the body of the holy soul is the good medicine to solve the shortcomings of their sect's martial arts. No wonder, Venerable Black Fire came in person!"

Wang Xia thought about it carefully, then murmured suddenly.

"Come out, you are a guest from afar, since you are here, why hide your head and show your tail like a mouse?" Jian Fengyun slowly looked at the void in front of him, took a step forward, and spoke calmly.

Jian Fengyun's words were amplified by spiritual power and spread far away.

The king of Dongyang County on the side was stunned for a moment, Jian Fengyun was absolutely crazy, he was just a warrior who had just broken through the spirit realm, and he dared to speak to the power of the spirit realm like this, after the true spirit realm, every gap of one hour Boundaries are all different.

Fighting against the spirit realm, isn't that the same as a child with an undeveloped spiritual intelligence fighting a successful martial artist?

Just when Dongyang County King was in a daze, Jian Fengyun had already walked out, facing the ten black-clothed figures who suddenly walked out of the ring, slowly condensed a spirit sword in his hand.

"Hahaha, after today, Bei'an City will belong to our Yu family. Jian Fengyun, the revenge for killing your son, today you can only pay for it by exterminating your family!"

Under the arena, Yu Shan seemed to be stupefied, his body surged with spiritual power, and his face was ferocious.

"Hehe, is that so?" Jian Fengyun smiled coldly.

Among the ten figures in black, one person suddenly took off his cloak and revealed his appearance. It was the person who injured him in Yujiafang City that day.

The second elder of Danyuanzong——Yang Jie!
"Boy, I didn't expect that today is the day when your sword family will be exterminated. If you honestly hand over the body of the holy soul on that day and die yourself, why would you be exterminated by my Danyuan sect today?"

Yang Jie's body was filled with the aura of the real spirit realm, and black flames condensed in the palm of his hand.

"Elder Yang, it's too early to destroy my sword family!"

Jian Fengyun's eyes turned cold, and he responded to the black robed man in front of him without showing any weakness.

"Jian Yuntian, the head of the Jian family, is a gift for the elders of the Danyuan Sect and Patriarch Yu, please accept it!"

Suddenly, a ray of sword light streaked across the sky, and Jian Yuntian's figure suddenly appeared in the midair of the city.

As soon as the hand was raised, hundreds of bloody human heads rolled down in the air, forming a tragic waterfall of human heads.

"Yu Wan, Yu Yuantian, Yu."

Seeing this scene, Yu Shan froze in place.

Those individual heads are the lives of each of the children of his Yu family.

"Ah! Jian Yuntian, how dare you slaughter my Yu family, you should die, ah~!"

Yu Shan's eyes turned red in an instant, and the spiritual power in his body burned up, turning into a stream of light and shooting towards Jian Yuntian.

"Feng Lei Ying Jian, die!"

A long silver sword appeared in Jian Yuntian's hand, which was one of the Qingyun Seven Swords that he took out against Yang Jie that day.

As soon as the long sword moved, there was a sound of wind and thunder, and the sword energy was drawn, and it actually directly penetrated Yu Shan's chest.

Scarlet blood shot out from Yu Shan's chest, and sprinkled on the faces of the remaining members of the Yu family, making them even more panicked.

"How, how is it possible, how is it possible for you to break through the Lingfu realm."

Yu Shan's expression was disbelief, horror, unwillingness, anger, and remorse. His soul slowly disappeared, his breath was lost, and his body fell from the sky.

"At the peak of the Lingyuan Realm, I broke through to the late stage of the Lingfu Realm in one month!" Yang Jie suddenly said when he saw this scene.

Between the words, there was greed in his eyes, looking at Jian Yuntian, he seemed to see some huge treasure.

"Returning to the throne for a while, the eight wilds are united, the heaven and the earth are mysterious, and the mystical turtle formation of the Ten Thousand Royals, condense!"

Almost in an instant, Wang Chuyuan actually appeared on the ring, holding eight formation flags in his hand, activated by the magic formula, an extremely strong force erupted.

"The complete Ancient Turtle Formation!"

Suddenly, a surprised voice came from the sky, and the coercion shrouded in the city suddenly intensified.

(End of this chapter)