Immortal Cultivation Family: Start By Accepting Dao Companions

Chu Yunzhen himself also flew and landed outside the territory of Da Yun.

His momentum did not diminish at all, standing still in place.

"This guy."

Qiu Lingzun smiled and burst out with momentum.

In his hand, a snow-white giant hammer heavily smashed at the door of the Great Purple Dynasty.

Alone outside the territory, he stood face to face with the leader of the Great Purple.

"Great move!"

Chen Feng exclaimed.

As he watched the nine blades lock onto him with a killing intent, he closed off all his retreats.

Rarely, he praised with a sentence.

"Escape!"

Chen Feng threw a playful glance at Qi Qing and disappeared.

He vanished directly from the scene.

Even his aura couldn't be detected, as if he had disappeared from this world.

"Where is he?"

In the sky, Chu Yunjie's expression turned serious.

He suddenly trembled.

The three Soul Formation experts spread out their divine senses.

Everyone present also paused.

Chen Feng disappeared out of thin air.

But in that instant, Chen Feng suddenly appeared behind Qi Qing.

"Boom!"

In front, the nine blade lights lost their target and collided, exploding.

"Qi Qing."

Qi Qing suddenly shivered, feeling a chill behind him.

A long sword pierced through his back and into his chest, shattering his heart.

In an instant.

Another thunderous sound erupted, and countless thunderbolts exploded from Qi Qing's body.

Even before he could make a move, his entire body exploded.

Even his Nascent Soul turned into nothingness, annihilated in the thunder.

"Qi Qing!"

In the air, Da Yun Patriarch grunted, revealing his killing intent.

"What's the matter? Do you want to make a move against me, the Southern Duke of Great Chu, oh no, the Southern King?"

Chu Yunjie rarely showed a smile, extremely delighted.

The atmosphere locked onto Da Yun Patriarch, and the scene became tense.

"How about you two fight each other, Fellow Daoists Yunjie and Qi?"

Da Zi Patriarch, rarely speaking, opened his mouth, looking like he was enjoying the show.

"Hmph." Da Yun Patriarch snorted coldly and glared at Da Zi Patriarch.

"You don't need to worry about my affairs."

"I'm willing to bet and admit defeat. I'll give the Blue Wood Three Cities to you."

After giving a displeased look at Da Zi Patriarch, Da Yun Patriarch turned his head and looked at Chu Yunjie.

Chu Yunjie glanced at him.

"Now that my three cities have been conceded, should the bet continue and have another round?"

Da Yun Patriarch looked at Chu Yunjie.

"In the next round, who should you send to fight, as a late Nascent Soul, who is a match for me, the Southern King of Great Chu?"

Chu Yunjie smiled and stared at him.

Chu Yunjie was well aware of both sides' capabilities.

Except for the peak Nascent Soul, no one in Da Yun could fight against Chen Feng.

Even without reaching the peak Nascent Soul, Chen Feng's last mysterious move could directly annihilate his opponent.

"Now that we are all kings, why not have a king's battle?"

Da Yun Patriarch said in a deep voice, his gaze also turning to Da Zi Patriarch.

"Fellow Daoist Zi Ti, what do you think?"

Da Zi's expression turned serious, then he smiled and said, "Why not?"

"But the bet needs to be changed."

"One city is too humble, at least five cities!"

As soon as Da Zi spoke, he raised the lower limit, looking like an old gambler.

In his heart, he was naturally making calculations.

On the side of Great Chu, there were only two peak Nascent Souls.

Even with the existence of Chen Feng, they were still at a disadvantage.

Qi Yanbin also had a wicked mind. He regained his composure and smiled, saying:

"Now that there is a king's battle, how about the grand finale, the emperor's battle?"

Qi Yanbin's words froze Chu Yunjie's smile instantly.

Qi Yanbin and Zi Tipi looked at Chu Yunjie, their expressions neither smiling nor frowning.

The two turned their heads and started talking to each other.

Listening to their words, Chu Yunjie snorted coldly.

Great Chu has no emperor.

At this moment, he was also looking for someone to replace him in the battle.

The emperors of the three major dynasties are all outstanding individuals.

Their strength surpasses that of the respected kings by an unknown amount.

"Since that's the case, let's notify the sect master to come out," Chu Yunjie snorted coldly. If they want to fight, who's afraid of who?

The leaders of the three forces quickly made a decision.

Three talismans flew into the sky, each heading towards a different direction.

The voices of the three great ancestors resounded at the same time.

"The battle of Nascent Soul is cancelled, and the battle of kings begins."

The allocation of personnel was also quickly completed.

The three great ancestors joined forces in the blank space.

They marked out three large areas.

Chu Yunjie also arrived in front of Chen Feng.

"Junior Chen Feng, there have been some changes in the situation this time."

"You still need to fight against the king of Dayun. If you can't defeat him, just surrender directly, and I will protect you."

There is no other way. Regardless of which side of the three major dynasties, only those who have reached the peak of Nascent Soul can be called kings.

This means that Chen Feng needs to fight against a Nascent Soul peak.

"If you can win and kill the opponent's king, I can promise you the title of Duke of Zhennan. No matter how weak your descendants are, they can inherit it for five generations!"

Chu Yunjie dropped a bombshell.

However, this thing was not attractive enough to Chen Feng.

But he still nodded and agreed.

He didn't know when he would break through to Soul Formation.

Under the excited gazes of the Nascent Soul cultivators, the battle of kings broke out.

Chen Feng fought against the White Crane King of Dayun.

Xiling Zun fought against the Purple King.

And Chu Yunzhen was arranged by Chu Yunjie to fight against the Emperor of Dayun or the sect master.

This was also a helpless move.

"King of Zhennan, you're good."

On the field, the White Crane King stared at Chen Feng with burning eyes.

He didn't expect that in the end, he would have a chance to fight against Chen Feng.

"You killed my younger brother, you're strong."

"But unfortunately, you will die in my hands."

Since he could participate, the White Crane King didn't mind avenging Qi Qing.

In the late stage of Nascent Soul, the advantage was obvious.

"Then let's wait and see."

Chen Feng said calmly, the long sword in his hand humming lightly.

With a low shout, "Slash!"

The sword momentum soared into the sky, and the mana erupted.

Chen Feng swung his sword, and the sword aura left a deep trench on the ground, turning into a narrow gorge, leaving behind a violent Sword Intent.

The White Crane King let out a low shout, his eyes filled with extreme caution, without any intention of underestimating his opponent.

However, his weapon was a feather fan.

The fan swept across, and a strong wind blew.

A spirit crane let out a sharp cry as it collided with Chen Feng's sword aura.

The ground trembled.

At the same time, battles erupted in the other three areas, causing a shocking disturbance.

Even the cultivators watching from a hundred miles away could feel the power like an earthquake.

In the distance, shockwaves deafened the ears.

The weather also changed unpredictably, with thunder and fire intertwining.

Stepping out of the void, Chen Feng disappeared from his original position.

A fire seed burst in the air, burning with flames.

Another gust of wind blew, carrying Chen Feng's fire and turning it into a weapon for others.

The opponent also didn't dare to be careless. Qi Qing's fall had already made him wary.

Quickly changing his position, he turned into a strong wind, his figure ethereal and unpredictable.

Chen Feng was also forced to reveal his true form, watching the sky full of fire dragons.

He also made a single decision with his hand.