Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 626 - 627 Strong! Strong! Strong!

Chapter 626: Chapter 627 Strong! Strong! Strong!

Chu Fengmian’s sword directly smashed down onto the Jin Luo Hall.

This Jin Luo Hall, being a heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifact, now had its forbidden array formation directly broken.

Even Lu Que, who was inside, was directly shaken and injured.

Separated by the heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifact, Lu Que was severely wounded and felt that, if not for the Jin Luo Hall, he would have probably perished by now. The power was simply too terrifying.

What terrified Lu Que even more was that the Jin Luo Hall’s forbidden array formation was now shattering, as though it would completely fall apart under this one sword strike.

A heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifact was about to be shattered; such power, actually wielded by a Divine Power Martial Artist, was unbelievable if spoken aloud.

Lu Que roared madly as he unleashed all his Spiritual Power, strengthening the Jin Luo Hall to withstand the force of Chu Fengmian’s sword.

A moment in time.

To Lu Que, it felt as long as countless years.

Only when the Jin Luo Hall’s array was heavily damaged, did the power of Chu Fengmian’s Sword Edge finally weaken a bit.

"We blocked it!"

Lu Que’s face lit up with joy, thinking this sword must be Chu Fengmian’s trump card.

As long as it could be blocked, Chu Fengmian would no longer be able to harm him.

But Lu Que’s joy did not even last a second when, from above in the sky, Chu Fengmian,

with the Ancestor Dragon Supreme Sword in his hand, had already accumulated power once again.

Another enormous sword Qi of ten thousand meters suddenly descended from the sky, striking the Jin Luo Hall once more.

This sword’s power, far from being weaker than the previous one, was even stronger.

"How is this possible! He still has Spiritual Power?"

Seeing this, Lu Que was stunned.

He had thought that such an attack, considering Chu Fengmian’s realm, would be difficult to perform even once.

Not just Lu Que, but even the numerous Martial Artists present could not have imagined.

Chu Fengmian could actually strike once more.

No one reacted in time.

The sword fell on the Jin Luo Hall, and in an instant, the already heavily damaged Jin Luo Hall was entirely destroyed and collapsed.

This treasure of the Lu family, the heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifact Jin Luo Hall, was just like that smashed to pieces by Chu Fengmian.

The moment the Jin Luo Hall shattered, countless people nearly dropped their eyes.

This was a heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifact; smashing a ground-level Spiritual Artifact was nothing extraordinary, as the toughness of a heavenly-grade Spiritual Artifact was perhaps stronger than a hundred ground-level Spiritual Artifacts combined.

A feat not even peak Life and Death Martial Artists could achieve, Chu Fengmian had done it.

"Spurt!"

A figure flew directly out from the fragments of the Jin Luo Hall.

This figure was Lu Que.

With the destruction of the Jin Luo Hall, the residual waves had directly left him severely injured.

Blood spurted from Lu Que’s mouth, and his Spiritual Power almost completely depleted; he was nearly dying.

This was still considering the Jin Luo Hall had already absorbed ninety-nine percent of the power from Chu Fengmian’s Sword Edge.

The residual power was enough to severely injure Lu Que; a little more, and he might have already perished.

"Come here!"

Chu Fengmian waved his hand, and Lu Que’s body was directly seized in his grip.

No matter how Lu Que resisted, he could not escape from Chu Fengmian’s palm; he was as insignificant as an ant in Chu Fengmian’s hold.

Around the Life and Death Platform, there was dead silence.

Watching the scene unfold before him, it was as if he was still in a dreamlike illusion.

Especially for Lu Que, who was held in Chu Fengmian’s hand like this, the image was beyond everyone’s recognition.

"This, he’s no longer human."

"Genius, monster, these words are an insult to Chu Fengmian."

"We..."

Some seed disciples felt utterly disillusioned.

Their talents were extremely high, and as seed disciples who could stand out in the external Northern region, they were considered unparalleled geniuses, but now their pride was shattered in front of Chu Fengmian.

Genius? In front of Chu Fengmian, no one dared to claim to be a genius.

Even Han Yueli was filled with shock.

She thought she had stepped ahead by overcoming the great ordeal of life and death, and with her possession of the Xuanhan physique, she could exceed Chu Fengmian.

But now, it seemed that even without overcoming the great ordeal, Chu Fengmian’s strength was no weaker than Han Yueli’s.

Having Han Yueli strike, the worst outcome for Lu Que would’ve been just like this.

"Chu Fengmian, release me quickly, if you don’t, it will be your disaster!"

Lu Que, being held in Chu Fengmian’s hand, felt extremely humiliated.

Such a dignified figure, an elder of the Beimang Holy Realm, was now held like a little chicken, exposed to the gazes of everyone, which he found unbearable.

"Facing death, and you still dare to threaten me?"

Hearing Lu Que’s words, Chu Fengmian raised an eyebrow and said.

"Those who dare to face me must die, and you are no exception!"

"Spare him!"

The elder Changzhi heard Chu Fengmian’s words, his face changed dramatically, and he blurted out.

"If you kill Lu Que, you will really break ties with the Lu family. The Lu family’s influence in Beimang Academy covers the sky, you can’t kill him."

"Is that so? Even if I don’t kill him, the Lu family will still target me. Besides, no one has ever managed to threaten me!"

Chu Fengmian sneered coldly, completely disregarding the words of elder Changzhi.

Release Lu Que and Lu Hua today?

With today’s enmity, even if he released both of them, it wouldn’t end well; they would likely try to kill Chu Fengmian again.

The Lu family would also continue to hunt Chu Fengmian.

Since the grudge could not be resolved, why care? If he could kill one, it was one less to worry about.

Chu Fengmian had never been in the habit of sparing his enemies.

"Die!"

Chu Fengmian coldly shouted, and suddenly exerted strength in his hand.

"Thunder God Spear!"

In that instant, a bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, heading straight for Chu Fengmian—it was Lu Hua.

While Chu Fengmian was confronting Lu Que, Lu Hua had been recuperating, accumulating strength to suddenly strike.

This Thunder God Spear contained all his strength, a lethal strike.

"With such a trick, you thought to ambush me?"

Chu Fengmian glanced at Lu Hua, waved his massive hand.

The Thunder God Spear was directly grasped in his hand and, with a squeeze in the palm, it was crushed as if it were made of paper.

"I had planned to let you live a bit longer, but since you’re rushing to die, then you’ll die with Lu Que! It’ll also prevent you two from being lonely on the road to the underworld!"

With a motion in Chu Fengmian’s palm, Lu Hua was also directly grabbed by him.

"Die together!"