Chu Feng sneered.
He stepped forward, raising his fist again, intent on blasting Jiang Wang's head.
"Damn waste! You won't kill me!"
Jiang Wang screamed, covered in cold sweat.
At that moment, he felt an intense death crisis, his heart and胆寒!
Crack!
But at that moment, the jade pendant hanging on Jiang Wang's waist shattered.
Boom!
The void exploded, and a blazing light suddenly appeared, obscuring the sky.
"A strong sect member is coming?"
Everyone's hearts sank, their faces solemn.
They all looked up, revealing expressions of fear.
This light was not true sunlight.
It was a protective array constructed from some special runes.
It shone with dazzling light, illuminating Chu Feng and Jiang Wang.
"It's the life-saving treasure personally bestowed upon Senior Brother Jiang Wang by the Sect Leader!"
"That little beast is finished now!"
A burst of discussion came from the crowd.
Everyone clearly felt that the light contained extremely terrifying energy fluctuations, as if it could斩尽世间万物!
"Little beast, today a strong sect member has descended, let's see how you die!"
Jiang Wang's face twisted hideously, he stared at Chu Feng fiercely, as if looking at a dead man!
Boom!
The ball of light exploded.
A towering figure emerged, standing in the arena.
This was an old man, his hair and beard were white, and between the movements of his robe, there was an aura of ancient vicissitudes.
Clearly, he was very old!
"Greetings, Grandmaster!"
Upon seeing this old man, many disciples present respectfully saluted.
"Greetings, Supreme Elder!"
Qin Heng and the others did the same.
However, to their surprise, Chu Feng's expression was calm, without the slightest hint of awe.
He even squinted his eyes, sizing up the old man, a sneer on his lips.
"Humph!"
The old man snorted lightly, a trace of displeasure flashed between his brows.
"Little beast, you are presumptuous! How dare you look at my Sword Pavilion's Supreme Elder with such eyes?"
Jiang Wang was furious.
A mere barbarian dares to disregard the Supreme Elder so much?
This is outrageous!
"Your Sword Pavilion, only sent you lot to find trouble with me?"
Chu Feng glanced at Jiang Wang, speaking indifferently.
As soon as these words came out, the entire place was silent!
Everyone was stunned.
No one expected Chu Feng to be so arrogant, daring to provoke the Sword Pavilion's Supreme Elder to his face.
"Little beast, you're courting death!"
The Supreme Elder's face was ashen.
He waved his sleeve, and the surrounding area was immediately filled with howling winds, sweeping in all directions.
"This barbarian is dead for sure."
"Even the Supreme Elder has taken action!"
"Hehe, so what if that kid is arrogant?"
Many martial artists whispered.
Their eyes gleamed with cruel and playful smiles, convinced that Chu Feng would die without a doubt.
"Boy, go to hell for this old man!"
The Supreme Elder roared, reaching out, and immediately the heaven and earth spiritual energy boiled, like a volcanic eruption, pouring towards Chu Feng.
Rumble!
In an instant, Chu Feng was surrounded by spiritual mist.
"Haha, Chu Feng, ah Chu Feng! You are too naive, do you really think you can change the situation with just a burst of passion?"
Jiang Wang laughed loudly, extremely delighted.
He took out a jet-black bead from his bosom and threw it towards Chu Feng's head.
Whoosh!
The black bead instantly swelled, transforming into the size of a zhang.
A black stream of light rushed out from the bead, landing above Chu Feng's head, hovering there, emitting boundless light.
That light enveloped the entire martial arts field.
"This..."
Everyone was horrified, watching the light sphere above their heads with fear, feeling a great shock to their minds.
"Such a strong pressure!"
"Could it be that this black bead is a spiritual weapon?"
Many people speculated.
Spiritual weapons, according to legend, are the prototypes of spirit-ranked magic treasures, although they have not been completely refined, they still possess powerful offensive power.
"Little beast, weren't you very awesome just now? Jump again for me!"
Jiang Wang taunted loudly.
This bead, called the 'Spirit Devouring Demon Bead,' was a life-saving item bestowed upon Jiang Wang by the Sword Pavilion Master.
Once this treasure is offered, it will absorb the enemy's cultivation, essence, and even their soul and physical strength.
Even a Martial Monarch expert, caught off guard, would not be able to resist it, would suffer fatal injuries, and would die on the spot!
Although Chu Feng is powerful.
In Jiang Wang's eyes, he is still nothing.
Just offering this bead will be enough to easily suppress him!
Buzz!
Immediately, Jiang Wang activated the Spirit Devouring Demon Bead.
In an instant, the spiritual mist that originally enveloped Chu Feng's surroundings suddenly surged several times.
The spiritual power contained within it was also several times more terrifying!
"Not good!"
Su Mu's expression changed drastically.
She had heard of the Spirit Devouring Demon Bead's terror, and she couldn't help but worry about Chu Feng at this moment.
"Hahaha!"
"Little beast, obediently wait for death!"
"A mere Martial King realm ant, yet you dare to defy a Martial Emperor? Keep dreaming!"
The surrounding martial artists roared with laughter.
Jiang Wang was even more rampant, his face full of schadenfreude.
In his opinion, Chu Feng was already meat on the chopping block, at his mercy!
"Alas! What a pity for a good seed."
"No matter what, this battle is over."
"Just a Martial King, yet he dares to offend the Sword Pavilion, isn't this courting death?"
Everyone shook their heads and sighed, filled with contempt and pity for Chu Feng.
"Are you not afraid that I will kill you?"
Suddenly, Chu Feng's indifferent voice rang out.
Swish!
As soon as the voice fell, his right hand suddenly reached out, grabbing towards the spiritual mist in front of him, with incredible speed.
Boom!
In an instant, the spiritual mist was torn apart, and a jet-black iron hammer was held in Chu Feng's palm, heading straight for Jiang Wang.
"Not good!"
