I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

Holy Heaven Sect!

A chilling glint flashed in Chu Feng's eyes.

It was them who kidnapped my sister and spread the news, causing her to be hunted down by the entire Heavenly Realm!

New and old grudges surged into my heart.

However, before he could speak...

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

Dozens of silent, dark figures appeared around the battlefield like ghosts.

They were all dressed in black, in black robes, and wore black masks without any markings on their faces, perfectly concealing their aura as if they had merged into the shadows.

The matchmaker looked at the group, her expression changed, and she uttered three words: "The Misty Rain Guard!"

"The Misty Rain Guards? People from the Misty Rain Pavilion?"

The matchmaker explained, "The Misty Rain Guards are the direct guard of the Misty Rain Pavilion. Their assassination skills are extremely terrifying; even saints have fallen at their hands!"

Upon hearing this, the air froze.

At this moment, above Tianqi City, the three top forces—Sword Palace, Holy Heaven Sect, and Misty Rain Pavilion—have gathered together!

The target is Chu Feng!

The atmosphere instantly became extremely oppressive.

The matchmaker's expression also became more solemn than ever before.

She urgently transmitted her voice to Chu Feng, "Something's wrong! You go first! I'll hold them off!"

"Let's go?" Chu Feng smiled.

He glanced at the matchmaker beside him, then at the greedy, cruel faces in the sky, and slowly shook his head.

"I, Chu Feng, have no habit of abandoning my friends and fleeing alone."

Instead of backing down, he stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Hongniang.

"roar--!!!"

Just then, a deafening roar suddenly exploded!

A dazzling golden light shot out from the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

It was Old Black.

At this moment, its small body swelled wildly in the dazzling golden light!

With golden scales, majestic dragon horns, and hooves ablaze with golden flames, the majestic Qilin has once again descended upon the world!

"Trying to mess with my master?"

Old Hei spoke in human language, his voice like rolling thunder, and his eyes, now golden vertical pupils, were filled with contempt and disdain for all things.

"You bunch of ants, you're still too green!"

At this moment, the supreme pressure originating from the depths of the bloodline of the ancient divine beast swept across all directions!

At this moment, all the spirit beasts and demon beasts in Tianqi City, and even within tens of thousands of miles, regardless of their cultivation level or bloodline, prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling, and worshipped in the direction of Old Hei!

"Ancient divine beast...the Fire Qilin!"

The pupils of Li Daoxuan, the sect leader of the Holy Heaven Sect, suddenly contracted, and for the first time, a complex expression of greed and fear appeared on his face.

"You beast! You truly are a legendary ancient species! If I could subdue you and refine you into my natal battle beast, my strength would surely rise to a new level!"

Without further hesitation, his Quasi-Saint aura erupted, transforming into a massive, star-studded hand that swept across the sky and fiercely grabbed at Old Hei!

"Subdue your dog master? In your next life!"

Old Black spoke in a human voice, full of disdain. It opened its huge mouth, and a golden pillar of fire, more dazzling and hotter than the sun, burst forth!

boom--!

The giant hand of stars and the pillar of golden fire collided violently in mid-air!

There was no earth-shattering explosion. The colossal hand of law, powerful enough to crush stars, was instantly melted and disintegrated upon touching the golden divine fire, like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun. In the end, it turned into countless points of light and vanished without a trace.

"What?!" Li Daoxuan's expression changed.

"Die!"

Old Hei, emboldened by his advantage, transformed his massive body into a golden streak of light, wreathed in raging divine fire, and crashed headlong into the Holy Heaven Sect's warship!

"Protect the Emperor!"

The members of the Holy Heaven Sect were shocked and immediately summoned their magical treasures and used their supernatural powers to try to stop them.

However, their attacks, when they landed on Old Black's Qilin true form, couldn't even leave a white mark before being burned to ashes by the protective divine fire.

"A bunch of weaklings!"

"Boom!"

With a deafening roar, the warship forged from star divine metal was smashed open by Old Black, leaving a huge hole in it!

"You fiend! Cease your arrogance!"

Li Daoxuan was both shocked and furious. He flashed forward and engaged in battle with Lao Hei.

The battle between the Quasi-Saint and the Divine Beast instantly shattered the laws of that sky, causing the void to collapse!

Seeing this, Hongniang no longer hesitated. With a delicate shout, she transformed into a streak of fiery red light and plunged into the dozens of Misty Rain Guards, engaging in a frenzied battle.

In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the sun and moon lost their light.

The entire city of Tianqi was completely transformed into a battlefield where gods were fighting.

However, just as everyone's attention was drawn to those two earth-shattering battlefields...

The four swordsmen from the Sword Palace simultaneously flashed a cold killing intent in their eyes.

opportunity!

They exchanged a glance and instantly understood each other's thoughts.

"Set up the formation!"

The leading swordsman gave the order!

The four swordsmen instantly transformed into four streaks of light, occupying the four cardinal directions and trapping Chu Feng in the center.

The ancient swords in their hands were drawn simultaneously!

chant—

Four high-pitched sword cries resounded through the sky!

Four distinct sword intents soared into the sky!

The Azure Dragon Sword represents life force, which is endless!

The White Tiger Sword is for killing and is incomparably sharp!

The Vermilion Bird Sword, its master is destruction, burning fiercely like fire!

The Xuanwu Sword, primarily for protection, is as heavy as a mountain!

The four sword intents complemented each other, outlining a huge four-symbol sword diagram in mid-air, encompassing an area of ​​a hundred miles!

"Four Symbols Sword Formation!"

"rise!"

Rumble!

The entire sword formation roared into action!

Endless sword energy was generated within the formation, converging into a torrent of sword energy. With a terrifying power capable of obliterating everything and slaughtering gods and demons, it frantically attacked Chu Feng in the center of the formation!

This is one of the Sword Palace's most treasured sword formations!

Legend has it that when this formation is fully mastered, it can even slay a saint!

At this moment, the combined power of the four sword masters was enough to instantly reduce even Supreme Realm and Quasi-Saint Realm experts to ashes!

In an instant, everyone's attention was focused on the white-robed youth who was shrouded in the sword formation and looked as if he would be torn to shreds at any moment.

Finished!

This was the only thought in everyone's mind.

However, despite facing this seemingly hopeless situation, Chu Feng showed no sign of panic or fear.

He simply closed his eyes slowly.

He looked like he was offering his neck for execution, having given up all resistance.

"Hahaha! Are you scared out of your wits?!" Upon seeing this, the Swordsman laughed even more wildly.

But just as his laughter was about to fade away...

Chu Feng, with his eyes closed, moved.

He slowly raised his right hand and extended one finger.

index finger.

It was an ordinary finger, long, fair, and with distinct knuckles.

But at that moment, a faint light began to appear on that finger.

The light was faint and simple, like a speck of dust in the darkness.

However, with the appearance of this speck of dust, all the power within Chu Feng's body—whether it was the Imperial Dragon Qi, the Yin-Yang Creation Power, the immense spiritual power of his newly broken-through fifth-level Venerable Realm, or even his powerful physical blood and qi, and his resilient divine soul power…

At this moment, everything was forcibly extracted, compressed, and fused by a supreme will!

Everything is gathered on this one finger!

All things return to one!

"break."

A light, airy word escaped Chu Feng's lips.