Nine Regions Sword Emperor

Chapter 873
"Still want to struggle? Don't you understand that all your struggles are meaningless in my eyes."

Chu Fengmian looked at the Yaojing patriarch, who was still doing the last resistance, and a sneer appeared on the corner of Chu Fengmian's mouth.

He didn't even use one-tenth of his strength to deal with the Yaojing patriarch.

But now he gave this medicine back to the patriarch of Jing, so that he can kill the illusion.

"town!"

Chu Fengmian only uttered one word, and his aura rose steadily.

Chu Fengmian suddenly punched the huge millstone.

In bursts of spiritual energy collisions, the millstone was suddenly and completely shattered.

The shattering of the millstone simply shattered all the hopes of the ancestor of Yaojing.

Patriarch Yaojing used his strongest means, his whole body's spiritual power, to condense this huge grinding disc.

But now the millstone was ruthlessly crushed by Chu Fengmian.

"Since you don't want to kneel down, then you can be trampled under my feet!"

Chu Fengmian sneered, and stomped his feet suddenly, the face of the ancestor of Yaojing was directly stepped on by Chu Fengmian.

This kick directly smashed the head of Yaojing Patriarch, and the scene was extremely miserable for a while.

With this foot smashed, with the vitality of the ancestor of Yaojing, he will not fall, and he will recover directly.

But his face has been trampled under Chu Fengmian's feet all the time, all his strength is frantically condensed, and he wants to escape from Chu Fengmian's feet first.

But in the face of Chu Fengmian's power, the ancestor of Yaojing didn't even have the qualifications to escape.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Chu Fengmian easily stepped on her feet.

An old ancestor, with no majesty like this, can only be trampled by Chu Fengmian, unable to break free.

"The ancestor of Yaojing lost."

"It's such a miserable defeat."

"This ancestor of Yaojing even used the last method to suppress the bottom of the box, and he lost so miserably..."

Among the crowd watching, there were quite a few gloating figures now. Seeing the current state of Yaojing Patriarch, everyone felt a little terrified in their hearts.

No matter what, the ancestor of Yaojing was also an ancestor, especially since he was originally a genius among the seven major sects, although he could not be compared with the top geniuses.

But he is also a well-known genius, with a high status in the Nine Regions.

Now the Yaojing Patriarch was trampled under by Chu Fengmian, his face was deformed by the trample, he was crushed time and time again, and condensed again and again.

What remains unchanged is this endless humiliation.

For an ancestor to be so humiliated, it is a hundred times, a thousand times more humiliating than killing him.

Treat him with his own way.

Since the ancestor of Yaojing just threatened to trample Chu Fengmian under his feet, he insulted Chu Fengmian.

Then Chu Fengmian just let the ancestor of Yaojing come to taste the same taste.

"Beast! Beast! I'm going to kill you! Kill you...!"

The ancestor of Yaojing was trampled under by Chu Fengmian, and he was trampled under by Chu Fengmian under the eyes of all the crowd.

His expression was extremely ferocious, and he mobilized his spiritual power again and again, wanting to break free and resist Chu Fengmian.

However, his spiritual power was almost not fully condensed, and Chu Fengmian's feet stepped on him mercilessly again, crushing his head again and again.

A crushed head can be reborn, but the pain is unavoidable.

"Ah! Ah!"

Above the canopy, everyone could hear the heart-piercing screams of the Yaojing Patriarch.

Even if he is an ancestor, he can't bear such terrible pain.

"Boy, let him go quickly!"

"Little bastard, do you really want to tear yourself apart from our seven sects? Let them go!"

"People from our seven major sects will not let you go. You will be wanted soon, and by the end of the day, there will be no place for you in the entire Nine Regions!"

Those Yaowanggu disciples couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted angrily at Chu Fengmian.

"Little bastard?"

Chu Fengmian's eyes revealed a fierce light.

With a sudden wave of his hand, a huge palm formed and covered it directly.

The few Yaowanggu disciples who were clamoring among them were immediately targeted by Chu Fengmian, and Chu Fengmian's palm grabbed them all at once.

"what!"

These few Yaowanggu disciples who were called scolding had almost no possibility of resisting, so they were held by Chu Fengmian in Chu Fengmian's palm.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, it was crushed directly in the palm of Chu Fengmian's hands.

Then a vortex condensed out, devouring the blood essence of these Yaowang Valley disciples without leaving any drop.

For those fighters in the realm of life and death, even the ancestors, as long as they leave a drop of their blood, they all have the possibility of being reborn.

But this time, Chu Fengmian didn't give them any chance of rebirth, and directly swallowed all the blood essence.

Cut the weeds!

At this moment, several Yaowanggu disciples died in the hands of Chu Fengmian.

The disciples of the seven major sects, which are almost admired by everyone outside, are like ants in the eyes of Chu Fengmian.

He killed as much as he wanted, without hesitation.

"What your Excellency has done is a little too much. This is the secret realm of the sacred tree, and it is the territory of our seven major sects. If you are more sensible, quickly let go of the ancestor of Yaojing."

Seeing that Chu Fengmian had already started killing all directions, the ancestor of the Huanggu Sect beside him, the ancestor of Huangyun suddenly spoke.

Although there are internal struggles among the seven sects, all of them have always been prosperous and all lost.

Those ordinary Yaowanggu disciples, life and death realm warriors, it's fine if they died in the hands of Chu Fengmian.

But the ancestor of Yao Jing couldn't die.

"That's right, if you don't want to confront our seven sects, you'd better be sensible and be a smart person."

The ancestor of Jianzong who was next to him also said coldly.

"Your Excellency alone, it is impossible to compete with so many warriors of us."

"Ancestor Yaojing was released, please make an apology."

"Quickly let people go!"

"Yes, this is the Divine Tree Secret Realm, not a place where you can be presumptuous!"

"This son is extremely vicious. It seems very likely that he is a member of the Six Paths Demon Sect. Let's suppress this son first!"

It was another ancestor who spoke.

This ancestor is not a disciple of the seven major sects, but a disciple of the Xuantian Sect in the Southern Region. He also commands a part of the warriors in the Southern Region and belongs to one of the forces.

"Suppress this son first, and then rescue the ancestor of Yaojing!"

Patriarch Huangyun opened his mouth suddenly, already condensing his spiritual power, and an ancient avenue suddenly condensed under his feet.

(End of this chapter)