Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 335: Demon Eye Evil Spirit King, it’s your turn!

Chapter 335: Chapter 335: Demon Eye Evil Spirit King, it’s your turn!

"Scram!"

Zang Jianfeng’s sword strike failed to force Han Dong to retreat, which was somewhat embarrassing for him. With a thunderous blast, he unleashed another sword strike even more ferocious than before, this time with two sword lights.

Han Dong was directly sent flying and crashed onto the arena.

"Master... Brother Chu, I am useless, I can’t hold them off!" Han Dong nearly blurted out addressing Chu Feng as his master.

He was already seriously injured, continuously vomiting blood, not able to even crawl up.

Zang Jianfeng’s strength was too great. A true disciple at Sword Saint Level 1 was surely not to be underestimated.

Elder Zhuang watched Elder Huang and Zang Jianfeng rush towards the arena, showing no concern and not intending to stop them.

In her eyes, even though Chu Feng has shown great potential, she would not do something as foolish as offend a respected elder and a true disciple over someone unrelated like Chu Feng.

At this critical moment, a person arrived on flying sword, blocking Zang Jianfeng’s path.

"If you want to harm him, you’ll have to get past my sword first!"

The person who intervened was none other than Pu Fazheng, whom Chu Feng had saved before.

Not only is he the son of the Sect Master, but he is also one of the Sect’s true disciples. Presumably, after suffering a lot in Evil Spirit Valley and going through trials and devoted cultivation for nearly a year...

He had finally made a breakthrough and ascended to the Sword Saint Realm.

"Pu Fazheng, you’ve also broken through to Sword Saint!" Zang Jianfeng felt extremely shocked, and his eyes showed a hint of wariness when he looked at Pu Fazheng.

Putting everything else aside, just the status of being the Sect Master’s son was enough to make someone wary.

"Less nonsense, either back off or battle me!" Pu Fazheng, holding the Dragon Soul Treasure Sword, pointed it straight at Zang Jianfeng.

"Hmph, even if you are the Sect Master’s son, you have no right to command me. If it’s a fight you want, then a fight you shall have!" Zang Jianfeng, prideful and arrogant, snorted coldly, brandished his sword, and began to fight fiercely with Pu Fazheng.

Elder Huang was left unobstructed and flew onto the arena with ease.

One should know, Elder Huang was of Mid Sword Saint cultivation. His strength was not to be taken lightly, not top-tier perhaps but certainly not weak either.

"Heh heh, Chu Feng, oh Chu Feng, I must say, I’ve really underestimated you. But your hopes of reclaiming the sword meridians are likely to be dashed."

"Because I, Elder Huang, do not consent!"

Elder Huang said with a sly smile.

"Of course, if you are willing to switch to my tutelage, serve as my disciple, and offer the Heavenly Divine Weapon in your hand to me, naturally, I will not stop you from reclaiming the sword meridians."

Elder Huang’s calculations were meticulous indeed.

He not only wanted to make Chu Feng his cheap disciple but also wanted Chu Feng to give up the Heavenly Divine Weapon, obtained at the risk of his life, to him.

How could Chu Feng possibly agree?

He would never agree to such an insulting request. Besides, he was not the least bit afraid of Elder Huang’s threats.

"Elder Huang, I advise you to not court death. Go back where you came from, I am determined to retrieve the Nine Yang Sword Veins. No one can stop me."

"To be even more presumptuous, even the Master of Ten Thousand Sword Sect could not stop me today."

Chu Feng spoke with a cold demeanor, his words brimming with unparalleled arrogance.

He did not just disregard Elder Huang, he disregarded even the Master of Ten Thousand Sword Sect.

"Haha, kid, you won two matches, defeated Shangguan Bei and Prince Jianyun, and now your tail is wagging in the sky. You’re so carried away that you might have forgotten your own last name, right?"

"The Sect Master can’t stop you from reclaiming the sword meridians? Do you think you’re still inside the Sword Tomb?"

"Do you think you can still act recklessly and intimidate everyone?"

When Elder Huang remembered that in the bottom layer of the Demon Suppression Tower within the Sword Tomb, Chu Feng, a mere Sword Master, managed to intimidate all the experts with his Talismanic Elixirs, he couldn’t help but feel a surge of anger and embarrassment.

It was a humiliation for all Sword Saints.

"First, let’s capture you, who blinds the eyes of the elders, before we talk. I can’t be bothered with your nonsense!" Elder Huang, realizing that Chu Feng had forcefully fed an Elixir to Prince Jianyun...

And forced Prince Jianyun to swallow it.

Chu Feng’s body was already glowing with bursts of red light, while Prince Jianyun’s face showed an expression of extreme pain, his handsome face twisted in agony.

Elder Huang was worried that if he waited longer, complications could arise.

He immediately unfolded his Sword Domain, crushing Chu Feng while simultaneously slashing at him with his sword.

"Swoosh!"

A small snake, with long horns on its head and a pair of antlers, shot out of Chu Feng’s sleeve. Opening its mouth wide, it directly swallowed the sword light launched by Elder Huang.

"What, what kind of snake is this? So powerful!"

Elder Huang was greatly shocked and stared at the Sword Shadow Worm with a fearful gaze.

The other elders at the judges’ seats were also shocked as they watched the small snake that Chu Feng released. It was hard to imagine that such a tiny body could possess such an enormous ability.

It directly swallowed the sword light released by a Sword Saint.

"Seems like it’s the legendary Sword Shadow Worm, the leader of the Ten Strange Snakes," Elder He said uncertainly.

The little snake had an extraordinary appearance, like a mini-dragon.

"Hmph, no matter what snake you are, I’ll cut you down just the same!"

Elder Huang also grew ruthless. He had made his move before everyone; to be scared off by such a little snake would be too shameful.

Out of anger and humiliation, the sword light that Elder Huang released became even more ferocious and brutal.

Swish, swish, swish!

Streams of sword light flew, keeping the Sword Shadow Worm extremely busy.

At this moment, Chu Feng had already begun to extract the Nine Yang Sword Veins from Prince Jianyun’s body.

He formed a spell with his hands, his index finger and thumb acting like sharp-pointed pincers, inserting them into a wound on Prince Jianyun’s body.

Indeed, every wound on Prince Jianyun’s body was significant.

Chu Feng extracted a sword meridian from within.

"Uh... Ah..." Despite being restrained, Prince Jianyun couldn’t help but let out a piercing, pained scream.

A sword meridian was being extracted alive by Chu Feng. The bloody scene sent shivers down the spine of every onlooker.

"Stop, stop now!"

Prince Jianyun’s master, upon hearing his disciple’s screams and looking up to see a sword meridian being extracted by Chu Feng, was enraged to the extreme.

Boom, boom, boom!

He slashed out three times in a row, with a desperate technique that managed to repel Elder Shoumei and then flew towards the arena.

"Elder Luo, your opponent is me!"

Elder Shoumei, after all, had suffered a great loss of Qi-Blood and had a very short recovery time. After a prolonged fight, he was already somewhat exhausted, which allowed Elder Luo to repel him.

He immediately chased after him.

Given Elder Luo’s strength, as long as he reached the arena, he would be able to kill or severely injure Chu Feng. At that point, he could naturally stop Chu Feng from extracting the sword meridians.

"You little beast, die!"

Elder Luo’s expression was incredibly fierce; Prince Jianyun was his most proud disciple, and he would not allow Chu Feng to take back the sword meridians.

"Demon Eye Evil Spirit King, it’s up to you now!"

Chu Feng was at the critical moment of extracting the sword meridians and couldn’t afford the slightest disturbance.

Swoosh!

The Demon Eye Evil Spirit King flew out silently. Instead of attacking Elder Luo, it turned to pounce on Elder Huang, who was significantly weaker in strength.

Relatively speaking, Elder Huang was more timid and apprehensive, less resolute in will, and easier to control.