Nine Domain Sword Emperor

Chu Fengmian was being too cruel.

In full view of the crowd, in front of countless powerful men from the Qin Emperor's kingdom, he took action and captured the Xia Ancestor Saint directly in his hands.

This scene was simply unbelievable to anyone present.

Even Princess Tianyin and Prince Xuesha, who knew Chu Fengmian somewhat, were shocked. This was so unexpected. Chu Fengmian's strength was beyond their imagination.

It has been thousands of years since the Qin Emperor's kingdom saw a figure in the realm of life and death. The peak saint, in the eyes of everyone, is already an invincible figure.

Such an invincible figure was held in Chu Fengmian's hands like a little chicken. Anyone who let him go would not dare to believe it.

"Saint Xia Ancestor has been captured."

The faces of Patriarch Qin Mang and the other three peak saints changed color.

Also changing color were countless saints present.

In their opinion, Chu Fengmian's appearance this time was like seeking death. They could easily kill Chu Fengmian and seize Chu Fengmian's adventure.

But now, Chu Fengmian actually has the strength to capture the Xia Ancestor Saint, which is beyond any of their calculations.

As the pinnacle saint, Saint Xia Ancestor was actually no match for Chu Fengmian. He was easily captured by Chu Fengmian. Chu Fengmian's strength was far more terrifying than they imagined.

"Let go of Saint Xia Ancestor!"

Several antiques from the royal family of Emperor Qin were stunned for a moment, and then they shouted loudly.

One by one, they gathered their spiritual power and were ready to take action.

"Let's see who dares!"

Chu Fengmian snorted coldly, and a dragon roar came out of his mouth suddenly.

Under this dragon roar, no one among the countless people present dared to step forward.

Chu Fengmian's strength is simply a mystery. Now no one dares to step forward and test Chu Fengmian's true strength.

"This is too arrogant!"

Ancestor Qin Mang looked at Chu Fengmian with a hint of anger on his face.

When they saw Chu Fengmian appear, they originally wanted to capture Chu Fengmian and seize the opportunity from Chu Fengmian.

However, Chu Fengmian's strong appearance was beyond their expectations. Chu Fengmian took action and captured Saint Xia Ancestor in one fell swoop, and now he is in his hands.

Saint Xia Ancestor was an antique from the royal family of Emperor Qin's kingdom. Now that he was caught in the hands of such a junior, he was completely humiliated.

This was not only a loss to the face of Saint Xia Zu, but also the face of the royal family of Emperor Qin.

In the imperial city, Saint Xia, one of the ancestors, was actually caught in the hands of Chu Fengmian. If this news spread, it would be an uproar.

"Boy, you should be the little guy from the Wusheng Kingdom, the one who received the inheritance from Emperor Fengrao, Chu Fengmian."

A sinister-looking peak saint, Patriarch Makino, suddenly spoke.

He looked at Chu Fengmian and spoke slowly.

"Although you have had a lot of adventures, and you have the inheritance of Emperor Fenfu, you are still not invincible. You have committed a serious crime by breaking into the imperial city today."

When Patriarch Muye spoke, his words seemed to convince Chu Fengmian.

"Now let go of Saint Xia Ancestor, give up resistance, surrender obediently, and hand over all the adventures in your body. Only then will your sins be washed away! This is your best choice."

With the five peak saints present, plus more than twenty other saints, a saint with such strength, indeed a powerful one, would be suppressed or even surrendered.

Unfortunately, the person they met was Chu Fengmian.

For Chu Fengmian, he would not care even if there were ten times more saints present.

Unless there are powerful people in the life and death realm who come, otherwise, no matter how many of these people come, they are still ants in Chu Fengmian's opinion.

"What? You want me to surrender? It's ridiculous, just with these old antiques from your Qin Emperor's royal family?"

When Chu Fengmian heard the words of ancestor Muye, he laughed loudly. Do these old guys really think they can suppress Chu Fengmian?

If it were Chu Fengmian before, he might still be a little afraid, but now, even if these peak saints take action regardless of risk, he will not be afraid even if it leads to a disaster of life and death.

Chu Fengmian sneered.

"Let me tell you, I am here today to make all of you surrender. Now everyone kneels down obediently, relax your mind, and let me restrain you! If anyone dares to resist, Chu will kill him."

"you!"

When the ancestor of Muye heard Chu Fengmian's words, his face became furious.

These words were so arrogant, one person actually wanted to make all the royal family of the Qin Emperor kneel down and surrender.

These words will make even a good-tempered person uncontrollably angry.

These words were too arrogant, too arrogant, and arrogant. In Chu Fengmian's words, he did not put anyone present in his eyes at all.

"Boy, you are so arrogant! Let go of Saint Xia Ancestor quickly. This is your only chance to survive now!"

A saint, none other than the Prince of Posha, shouted angrily.

"Destroy and kill the great prince? Chu didn't even think of you, but you actually jumped out and plotted against Chu. I'm afraid it has something to do with you. Kneel down! Repent!"

Chu Fengmian looked at the Prince of Destruction and snorted coldly. With a wave of his hand, a burst of spiritual power swept directly towards the Prince of Destruction.

This spiritual power turned into a huge palm, directly suppressing the Prince of Shasha and kneeling on the ground.

"Boy! Ask me to kneel down? Who do you think you are?"

Prince Posha roared angrily, and spit out a ball of saint's essence and blood from his mouth, which burst into flames.

"Sacrifice the essence and blood! A strike from heaven and man!"

All the burned essence and blood of the saint suddenly merged into his fingertips, turned into a sword light, and suddenly stabbed Chu Fengmian.

"Burning essence and blood? It's just a waste of energy. You know such a little mystery and you want to deal with me? In front of me, it's just like a child's play. Break it!"

Chu Fengmian stood there with a calm expression, not even looking at Prince Posha, as if he didn't take him seriously at all.

This heavenly strike was a sure-fire move to kill the great prince. Even the peak saints did not dare to underestimate it, but now in Chu Fengmian's eyes, he did not take it seriously at all.

Standing there with his hands behind his back, he didn't move at all, not even making a move to resist.

“What is this person going to do?”

"Isn't he prepared to withstand this divine attack that will defeat the great prince?"

"Looking for death! This kid is looking for death! Even the peak saint must be careful to deal with the divine strike that killed the great prince. This kid is so arrogant, he is not far from death!"

Countless saints from the royal family of Emperor Qin couldn't help but speak out when they saw Chu Fengmian's actions.