Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 450 - 451: Chu Fengmian Takes Action (2nd Update) (Please Subscribe!!!)

Chapter 450: Chapter 451: Chu Fengmian Takes Action (2nd Update) (Please Subscribe!!!)

Tu Xiong’s strength was indeed far superior to others.

Thus, on the stage, many martial artists could not help but strike together, a total of over twenty martial artists attacked simultaneously.

They all attacked Tu Xiong, besieging him.

"A bunch of trash, you dare to besiege me? Seeking death!"

Tu Xiong snorted coldly, his eyes full of murderous intent.

His body moved, his muscles bulging dramatically, and with a strong force, he threw a punch.

With that punch, the compressed Spiritual Power transformed directly into a bolt of lightning, and instantly, the countless martial artists surrounding him were all neutralized in the explosion of this bolt.

The countless martial artists around were all directly blown away.

"How can this person be so powerful?"

The martial artists who were knocked back were all filled with immense shock in their eyes.

So many of them had attacked together, besieging Tu Xiong, but they were all unable to subdue him.

"Die!"

Tu Xiong dodged the crowd, snorted coldly, and charged directly at the strongest middle-aged man among those attacking.

"Boom!"

With his punch, the middle-aged man, just like Qing Li before him, was pierced through the chest and brutally killed on the spot.

"All of you trash, perfect to become my nourishment! I cultivate the Blood Demon Body, and I just need saintly blood to devour, now you all must die!"

Tu Xiong laughed wildly, the essence blood from the middle-aged man’s body was completely absorbed by him.

His gaze swept over again, his figure constantly shifting.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three more martial artists were directly killed by Tu Xiong’s hands, their essence blood was completely devoured by him, becoming the power within his body.

"This is bad, this person is no longer someone we can handle, run!"

Watching Tu Xiong now committing a great slaughter, the eyes of some martial artists around him changed, filled with fear, one by one they hurriedly retreated, attempting to concede.

"Thinking of conceding now? Too late! You are all going to become my nourishment, I will use your essence blood to forge my body!"

Tu Xiong laughed wildly, his figure suddenly rushed forward, and in an instant, those martial artists who had just attacked him were all slaughtered by him.

Countless essence blood of the saints was devoured by him.

Having devoured so much saint’s essence blood, Tu Xiong’s power had now increased a bit, which made his pair of eyes turn to the remaining martial artists.

"All of you, die as well!"

Tu Xiong’s eyes were crazed, he was like a demon, suddenly striking out, beginning to massacre the countless martial artists on the stage.

He was almost going to kill everyone on the stage.

The countless martial artists on the stage were either escaping frantically or conceding hastily, their eyes all filled with fear.

After killing a few more martial artists, Tu Xiong’s eyes started scanning again, and he immediately noticed Chu Fengmian standing still with a calm expression on his face.

This caused a sneer to appear on his face.

"Kid, it looks like you are scared silly, huh? Can’t even run away? Come here, kneel on the ground obediently, and I might spare your life."

Tu Xiong looked at Chu Fengmian, taunting.

A Wind-Control Realm martial artist, in his eyes, was simply like an ant.

Not having reached the Divine Power Realm, Tu Xiong didn’t even have the interest to kill him. Seeing Chu Fengmian standing still with a calm face, a playful look appeared in his eyes.

Tu Xiong pointed at Chu Fengmian and cursed loudly.

His words were full of threats, not taking Chu Fengmian seriously at all.

"Kid, I’m talking to you, hurry over here!"

"Hmm?"

Chu Fengmian looked at Tu Xiong, suddenly revealing a slight smile on his face.

"How about this? If you kneel down, I can spare your life. How about that?"

"What? Boy, have you gone mad?"

Upon hearing Chu Fengmian’s words, Tu Xiong was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter on his face.

"Spare my life? With you just a mere Wind Realm ant? Calling you trash would be an understatement, and with your strength, daring to take part in Beimang Academy’s assessment is truly overestimating yourself."

Tu Xiong’s expression changed, the smile disappeared, and immediately turned into a murderous intent.

"Since you’re seeking death yourself, then I’ll fulfill your wish!"

Tu Xiong’s body suddenly moved.

His speed was shockingly fast, and in almost an instant, he was in front of Chu Fengmian.

In his hand, Spiritual Power gathered and with a sudden punch, he aimed for Chu Fengmian’s head.

"Utterly delusional."

From Chu Fengmian’s mouth, four calm words were uttered.

His hand, seemingly carelessly waved, and a wave of Spiritual Power was sent out.

Tu Xiong’s fist was completely neutralized, leaving no force behind, not a single bit of power hit Chu Fengmian’s body.

"Who is this person?"

"Is there really someone capable of contending with Tu Xiong?"

"A Wind Realm Martial Artist, how could it be possible!"

Above the arena, other Martial Artists, watching this scene, could hardly believe their own eyes.

The invincible, nearly unbeatable Tu Xiong, was now having his punches so easily neutralized.

And the one doing this, was merely a Wind Realm Martial Artist, not even Qing Lei, who possessed strength comparable to a peak saint, could withstand a punch from Tu Xiong.

Now, Chu Fengmian had actually achieved it.

How could this not be shocking?

"Oh? Young man, your strength indeed has some tricks."

Tu Xiong, seeing his punch so easily neutralized, could not help but show a hint of surprise on his face.

But soon, it turned into a cold snicker.

"Even if you have a few tricks, today you will still die!"

"Blood Demon Body!"

Tu Xiong’s body became immensely swollen; his aura, much stronger than before.

"What? Is this Tu Xiong’s full strength?"

"Such a terrifying aura, it seems to be verging on the Life and Death Realm."

Watching Tu Xiong’s burgeoning aura, countless people around shouted in disbelief.

"Boy, go to die!"

Tu Xiong grinned ferociously and struck again, clenching his fist and launching another punch towards Chu Fengmian.

This punch was perhaps several times more powerful than the previous one.

This was Tu Xiong’s true power.

Had it been a peak saint, they likely would have perished under this punch.

"Break!"

Facing this extremely terrifying punch, Chu Fengmian merely nonchalantly spoke.

From Chu Fengmian’s mouth, a word was uttered, imbued with a hint of Spiritual Power.

This terrifying punch was then, right in front of Chu Fengmian, easily neutralized.

"Domineering Divine Fist!"

Tu Xiong’s attacks grew fiercer, and suddenly, all the Spiritual Power in his body was mobilized, transformed into an extremely dominant punch.