As soon as the voice fell, the entire Jingyuan Hall fell silent.
Immediately afterwards, an uncontrollable uproar erupted.
One person simultaneously challenges Qin Hao, the Cangyun Sect, and Yue Chenzhou, the Holy Son of the Puppet Sect!
More importantly...
Qin Hao's cultivation has reached the Heavenly Origin Realm Ninth Layer, and Yue Chenzhou is also at the Eighth Level of the Heavenly Origin Realm.
Both of them are the strongest among the younger generation of their respective sects. The cultivation techniques they practice, the martial arts skills they master, and the trump cards they possess are far beyond what Lin Yue can compare to.
Chu Yunfei had just defeated Wu Changge, and now he was going to fight two against one.
This is no longer arrogance.
It's madness!
Ling Chenglie was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter.
"What a rush!"
" Chu Yunfei, do you really think that defeating Wu Changge means you can sweep away the seven sects' holy sons?"
"I'll see today whether you'll still be so arrogant when you're kneeling on the ground!"
In the main seat.
Ling Chengyuan held his wine glass, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.
Chu Yunfei's strength far exceeded his expectations.
But the more this is the case, the more someone needs to suppress him.
The alliance between Qin Hao and Yue Chenzhou suited his purposes perfectly.
If the two of them could kill Chu Yunfei on the spot, Ling Xueyao would lose this ally, and one less obstacle would be removed from his path to inheriting the throne.
If Chu Yunfei were to survive by chance, he would inevitably have completely offended the two major sects.
"Brother Chu."
Ling Chengyuan feigned concern as he spoke.
"The combined efforts of the two holy sons are no child's play."
"It's better to take it one game at a time, to avoid damaging the relationship."
Chu Yunfei glanced at him.
"No need."
"They're just two useless guys. Fighting them separately would be a waste of time."
The last trace of composure on Qin Hao's face vanished completely.
Chu Yunfei!
"You really think this Holy Son wouldn't dare kill you?"
Yue Chenzhou narrowed his eyes, a chilling killing intent appearing on his pale face.
"Since he is determined to die, we will grant his wish."
The two exchanged a glance.
In a mere instant, a consensus was reached.
Regardless of any competition between us, we must kill Chu Yunfei today!
Chen Xuanhai frowned.
He carefully sensed Chu Yunfei's qi and spiritual power with his divine sense, and the more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong.
Heavenly Origin Realm Fifth Layer.
However, Chu Yunfei's spiritual power was already stronger than that of most people at the ninth level of the Heavenly Origin Realm Ninth Layer.
And that physical body.
Being able to exchange more than fifty blows with Wu Changge without being at a disadvantage is something that ordinary body-refining techniques cannot achieve.
"Holy Son, please step back for now."
Chen Xuanhai secretly transmitted his voice. "This boy's spiritual power and blood energy are strange in every way; his strength is definitely not as simple as it appears."
"Even if you win by joining forces with Yue Chenzhou, it will still be seen as bullying the weak with superior numbers."
"Why not let Yue Chenzhou test his cards first?"
Qin Hao glanced at Chen Xuanhai, his eyes blazing with anger.
"Is Elder Chen worried that I, the Holy Son, will lose?"
"I simply suspect this boy is cunning."
So what if it's a scam?
Qin Hao coldly transmitted his voice. "Do you really think that even if this Holy Son and Yue Chenzhou joined forces, they couldn't kill a traitor from a second-rate sect?"
"If we don't kill him today, what face will our Cangyun Sect have left!"
There was one more thing he didn't say.
Chu Yunfei must die.
As long as Chu Yunfei lives, he will constantly recall the scene last night in front of the Pill Pavilion where Ling Xueyao was led away.
Ling Xueyao was the woman he had chosen.
Any man who dares to lay a finger on her deserves to die!
Ling Xueyao sat in the seat, her hand already resting on the golden slender sword.
She knew Chu Yunfei was very strong.
However, facing two of the Seven Holy Sons alone is still too risky.
Chu Yunfei.
Ling Xueyao transmitted her voice, "If you're not absolutely certain, retreat now."
"With me here, they won't dare force you to take action."
Chu Yunfei glanced at her sideways.
"Does Your Highness not trust your own man?"
Ling Xueyao's ears burned.
"This is not the time to be fooling around!"
"Rest assured."
Chu Yunfei looked away.
When have I ever risked my life?
Ling Xueyao really wanted to refute.
The Cangwu Mountain Range, the Cloud-Chasing Boat, the Earth Vein Spirit Spring —every time was a life-or-death struggle.
Seeing Chu Yunfei's calm and composed eyes, she ultimately did not stop him.
She chose to believe him.
But his hand, gripping the sword hilt, never loosened its hold.
Yue Chenzhou had already entered the arena.
He wasn't arrogant.
As he formed hand seals, a grayish-white metal sphere flew out of his storage ring.
Click click click!
The sphere rapidly unfolded in mid-air.
Bones, limbs, and claws extended one after another, transforming in the blink of an eye into a ferocious puppet over ten feet tall.
The puppet has four arms.
He gripped a serrated scimitar on each arm, and a gray-white beast core was embedded in his chest.
A battle puppet at the Heavenly Origin Realm Ninth Layer!
Chu Yunfei.
Yue Chenzhou gave a sinister smile.
"Although your physical body is very strong."
"But I wonder if it can be pieced back together after being torn to pieces by the war puppet."
Qin Hao slowly drew the long sword from his waist.
A chilling aura spread along the sword's edge, and a layer of white frost condensed on the floor of the main hall.
The aura of the Heavenly Origin Realm Ninth Layer erupted completely.
Yue Chenzhou.
You've blocked his escape route.
"I, the Holy Son, will personally take his life!"
boom!
Qin Hao made the first move.
A Sword Qi several meters long, frost-covered and sharpened through the air, aiming straight for Chu Yunfei's brow.
Yue Chenzhou simultaneously controlled the battle puppet, and four serrated curved blades slashed down from different directions, completely sealing off the space around Chu Yunfei.
A pincer attack from both sides.
Leave no way out!
This is not a friendly sparring match!
Wu Mingyue's expression changed slightly.
"They really want to kill people!"
Wu Changge frowned and took a step forward, but Wu Mingyue grabbed his wrist.
"Brother, wait a moment."
" Chu Yunfei wouldn't have dared to have them join forces without preparation."
On the field, Chu Yunfei advanced instead of retreating.
The Abyss-Devouring Sword dragged across the ground, sparks flying everywhere.
The Divine Movement Art was activated with a roar.
Swish!
A black afterimage remained in place.
The frost-covered Sword Qi pierced through the afterimage, and the four serrated scimitars simultaneously missed their mark.
Yue Chenzhou's pupils contracted.
"So fast!"
The next moment, Chu Yunfei appeared to the side of the battle puppet.
The Abyss-Devouring Sword swept out horizontally.
clang!
The first serrated scimitar broke on the spot.
The other three arms of the battle puppet turned simultaneously, the curved blades carrying a chilling spiritual power, slashing towards Chu Yunfei's waist and abdomen.
Chu Yunfei spun around to avoid the two swords, and punched the side of the third curved sword with his left hand.
Click!
The blade shattered.
Yue Chenzhou's expression changed slightly, and his hand seals quickly shifted.
" Soul-Locking Threads!"
The beast core on the war puppet's chest lit up.
Dozens of grayish-white threads, barely visible to the naked eye, shot out suddenly, piercing straight into Chu Yunfei's sea of consciousness.
This is one of the most insidious methods of the Puppet Sect.
Once the Soul-Locking Threads pierces the sea of consciousness, even if the soul is not torn apart, the body will temporarily lose control.
In a life-or-death struggle, a moment of stunned silence can decide the outcome.
"We've fallen for their trap!"
A sinister smile appeared in Yue Chenzhou's eyes.
The moment the gray-white silk thread touched Chu Yunfei's brow, the Divine Cauldron of Heavenly Mandate trembled slightly.
Buzz!
All the Soul-Locking Threads shattered instantly.
Yue Chenzhou's soul was connected to the battle puppet's, and his sea of consciousness was immediately attacked.
"Puff!"
He opened his mouth and spat out blood, his face instantly turning deathly pale.
How is that possible?
Chu Yunfei did not answer.
A chill suddenly swept over me from behind.
Qin Hao, sword in hand, was already within arm's reach.
" Cangyun Spirit Transformation Sword!"
The frost-like sword intent condensed into a single line.
This sword strike lacked grand momentum; all its power was compressed into the tip of the sword, aimed directly at Chu Yunfei's back.
Chu Yunfei stumbled.
The Divine Movement Art left behind three afterimages.
Qin Hao's sword pierced through two afterimages before finally colliding head-on with the Abyss-Devouring Sword.
clang!
Qin Hao's arm suddenly felt heavy.
A tremendous force, far exceeding that of the Heavenly Origin Realm Fifth Layer, surged along the sword, causing his tiger's mouth to split open.
But he was, after all, the Holy Son of the Cangyun Sect.
As soon as the sword was pressed down, his left hand condensed an icy palm print, which struck Chu Yunfei's chest.
Chu Yunfei met the attack with a palm strike of his own.
Bang!
The ice shattered.
The two of them stepped back simultaneously.
Qin Hao took three steps back.
Chu Yunfei only took one step back.
Qin Hao's face grew increasingly grim.
"This holy son does not believe that your spiritual power is truly inexhaustible!"