A violent roar shattered the tranquility of the mountain forest.
Zhou Heng was dressed in a sky-blue brocade robe with cloud patterns. His spiritual power surged violently, and his face was completely distorted by jealousy and hatred. He no longer had any of the gentle and refined demeanor of a holy son he usually possessed.
He stared intently at Chu Yunfei and Wen Jiao Jiao's clasped hands, his eyes practically spitting fire.
Wen Jiao's eyebrows furrowed, and her exquisite face instantly turned icy.
She stepped forward, shielding Chu Yunfei behind her, and unleashed a powerful aura of Divine Sea Realm Third Level, coldly rebuking him:
" Zhou Heng, what's wrong with you?"
"Watch your words. Who I'm with is none of your business."
Seeing Wen Jiao's protective attitude, Zhou Heng was so angry that his chest almost exploded on the spot.
He pointed at Wen Jiao's nose, his anger turning into a cruel laugh, his words utterly vicious:
"I'm crazy? Wen Jiao, you shameless slut."
"A few days ago in the side room, you shed tears for that half-dead Chu Yunfei. I really thought you were so sentimental."
"It's only been a few days? And you've already hooked up with a man from Xinye right here in the back mountains?"
Vulgar and offensive language echoed through the mountains and forests.
In the distance, dozens of the Jade Firmament Sect disciples who had rushed to see what was happening gasped in astonishment, and a cacophony of voices erupted from them.
Wen Jiao trembled violently with rage, her beautiful eyes blazing with murderous intent. " Zhou Heng, you're asking for death!"
Just as she was about to draw her sword, a warm and strong hand gently pressed down on her shoulder.
Chu Yunfei slowly walked out from behind her.
His handsome face showed no trace of anger, and his dark eyes were like unyielding ice, so calm it was chilling.
" Jiao'er, there's no need to waste words on a dead man."
Chu Yunfei gently ruffled Wen Jiao's hair and said calmly, "Leave it to me."
This seemingly casual remark was like a bucket of boiling oil poured directly onto the raging fire in Zhou Heng's heart.
dead?
On the territory of the Jade Firmament Sect, someone actually called him a dead man to his face?
Zhou Heng stared intently at Chu Yunfei, sensing the undisguised aura of the Heavenly Origin Realm Ninth Layer emanating from the other man, and laughed in extreme anger.
"Where did this arrogant ant come from, daring to spout such nonsense before this holy son?"
Zhou Heng's longsword suddenly flew out of its sheath, emitting a piercing sword cry, and the terrifying aura of the Divine Sea Realm First Level swept across the surroundings without restraint.
"A piece of trash who hasn't even stepped into the Divine Sea Realm dares to lay a finger on my woman?"
"Today I will tear you to pieces and hang your head in front of the mountain gate to bake in the sun for three days!"
boom!
The ground beneath Zhou Heng's feet exploded with a deafening roar, transforming into a blinding azure afterimage. The spirit sword in his hand unleashed a sky full of azure lotus blossoms, aiming straight for Chu Yunfei's throat.
"Die, you ants! Azure Lotus Void-Breaking Sword!"
Faced with this sword strike from the Divine Sea Realm expert, the surrounding disciples gasped in shock, as if they could already see the gruesome scene of the black-clad youth being pierced through the throat by a single sword.
However.
Chu Yunfei stood still, without even blinking.
This person has something wrong with their brain, and that's not even an admission.
They even insulted his woman in front of him.
This person is now just a skeleton in a tomb.
Buzz!
A faint black light flashed, and the ancient and heavy Devouring Abyss-Devouring Sword appeared out of thin air.
The immense spiritual power of the Peak Heavenly Origin Realm Ninth Layer exploded like a thousand surging waves, and the Boundless Creation Scripture was activated to its limit.
Sizzle!
Chu Yunfei stepped into the void and suddenly unleashed the Divine Movement Art.
A dark bolt of lightning, invisible to the naked eye, stretched across the air; his speed was several times faster than Zhou Heng's, who was at the Divine Sea Realm.
"What?!"
Zhou Heng's pupils contracted sharply; the black-clad figure before him had vanished into thin air.
The next moment.
A chilling, bone-deep sense of death suddenly poured down from above his head.
"Your speed is too slow."
A chilling voice exploded in my ears.
The Abyss-Devouring Sword transformed into a jet-black streak, cleaving down with overwhelming force.
Zhou Heng hastily parried with his sword.
clang!!
The sound of metal clashing against metal resounded through the sky, accompanied by blinding sparks, as an immense force, as if ten giant mountains were collapsing simultaneously, surged wildly into Zhou Heng's body through the sword.
"Click."
The bluestone steps beneath Zhou Heng's feet crumbled inch by inch, his arm bones went numb violently, and he was sent flying dozens of feet away, his feet dragging two deep trenches in the ground.
A surge of qi and blood coursed through his body, Zhou Heng's face turned a deep liver color, and his heart was filled with turmoil.
How is that possible?
A mere Heavenly Origin Realm Ninth Layer cultivator, through sheer physical strength and spiritual power in a direct clash, was able to force back Divine Sea Realm First Level cultivator like himself?!
Before Zhou Heng could recover from his shock, the space in front of him suddenly rippled violently.
Chu Yunfei, sword in hand, followed like a shadow, arriving in an instant.
"Damn scum, do you really think this Holy Son can't do anything to you?"
Enraged, Zhou Heng bit his tongue, spitting his blood onto the sword's edge. The Sword Qi surged three zhang, transforming into dozens of extremely sharp blue beams that shot out.
"Die! Azure Lotus Sword Rain!"
Faced with the overwhelming sword light, Chu Yunfei's eyes were filled with only indifference and contempt.
He didn't even bother to use the Sea-Overturning Ninefold Sword.
" Heaven-Severing Slash."
The three simple words were uttered by Chu Yunfei.
The Abyss-Devouring Sword was drawn.
A dark, crescent-shaped sword arc, condensed to its fullest extent, slashed out with overwhelming force, its sword intent domineering and unparalleled, pursuing the purest killing and destruction.
Sizzle!
The magnificent rain of azure swords, upon touching the black light, was pulverized and annihilated like snowflakes in spring.
The sword's arc, its momentum undiminished, reached an unprecedented speed, drawing a dazzling death line in mid-air.
Zhou Heng was terrified and tried to use his movement technique to retreat, but the sharp sword intent had already locked onto his soul.
There's no way to avoid it.
Pfft!
A spray of scalding blood splattered into the sky.
"Aaaaaahh...
A bloodcurdling scream, as piercing as a pig being slaughtered, tore through the sky.
An arm holding a sword flew high into the air and crashed heavily into the pile of rocks.
Zhou Heng clutched his empty right shoulder, staggered backward, his face ashen, and boundless fear finally surfaced in his eyes.
One sword.
With a single sword strike, he severed the arm of this holy son of the Jade Firmament Sect.
The dozens of the Jade Firmament Sect disciples watching fell into a deathly silence; everyone's breath seemed to stop for a moment.
However, Chu Yunfei did not stop.
His eyes were as cold as ice, and his figure once again darted out like a ghost.
Sword flashes crisscrossed.
Puff puff puff!
The muffled thuds of bones and flesh shattering rang out one after another, accompanied by Zhou Heng's desperate and piercing screams.
Zhou Heng's left arm, left leg, right leg... were all severed by Chu Yunfei's cold black sword in the blink of an eye.
Bang!
Zhou Heng was completely covered in blood, falling heavily into the pool of blood like a piece of rotten flesh. The excruciating pain caused his whole body to convulse and spasm continuously.
Chu Yunfei held his sword in one hand, looking down at him with an indifferent expression, as if he were an ant.
"Your abilities seem to be far less than your stubbornness."
Zhou Heng lay in a pool of blood, his face contorted with resentment and terror, coughing up blood and screaming wildly.
"Who... who are you?!"
"Among the prodigies of the Eastern Continent... there is absolutely no way someone like you could exist!"
Chu Yunfei coldly sheathed his sword half an inch. "Dead men are not worthy to know my name."
Seeing the emotionless killing intent in Chu Yunfei's eyes, Zhou Heng panicked completely, and his mental defenses collapsed.
"You... you dare to kill me?"
"This is the Jade Firmament Sect. I am the Holy Son of the Jade Firmament Sect, and my father is the sect's Grand Elder, Zhou Changgeng!"
Zhou Heng roared hysterically, trying to grasp at the last straw:
"If you kill me, you will never leave the Jade Firmament Sect!"
"Don't think you can protect yourself just because you're that bitch Wen Jiao..."
Swish!
A streak of pitch-black Sword Qi flashed past.
With a soft "pfft," a bloody tongue, along with a tooth, flew out.
"Ugh... Waaah..."
Blood gushed from Zhou Heng's mouth, his severed hands writhed in agony on the ground, and he could only utter pitiful, indistinct "hoarse" cries.
His eyes were wide open, staring intently at Chu Yunfei, the ferocity in his eyes completely replaced by endless despair.
How dare he?!
How dare he so cruelly torture and kill the sect's holy son within the very gates of the Jade Firmament Sect?
Watching this bloody scene from behind, Wen Jiao eyes flashed with worry.
She wasn't afraid of Zhou Heng, but she knew the immense power that the Grand Elder's lineage behind Zhou Heng wielded within the Jade Firmament Sect.
Wen Jiao did not stop Chu Yunfei, but her expression suddenly became extremely cold and resolute.
She flipped her hand and took out three top-grade blood-patterned jade slips that emitted a dazzling light from her storage ring. Without the slightest hesitation, she crushed them one after another.
Wen Jiao had already prepared for the worst.
Even if it sparks a full-scale war between the Jade Firmament Sect and the Pill Pavilion, she is determined to protect Chu Yunfei's life.
At this moment, the crippled Zhou Heng lay in a pool of blood, his eyes filled with terror as he watched the approaching black-clad Grim Reaper.
Chu Yunfei raised the Abyss-Devouring Sword, its tip slowly pressing against Zhou Heng's brow.
The coldness of the sword blade made Zhou Heng tremble violently. Tears, snot, and blood gushed out. He desperately banged his head against the ground, his eyes filled with pleading for mercy.
Chu Yunfei looked at him expressionlessly and spoke calmly:
"Since you have a mouth that can't speak human language."
"Then in your next life, be a real dog."
The moment the words left his mouth, Chu Yunfei thrust out his long sword with fierce force.
Pfft.
The incomparably sharp Abyss-Devouring Sword pierced through Zhou Heng's crown in an instant, its Sword Qi energy surging forth and directly shredding Zhou Heng's mind and soul into dust.
Zhou Heng's body stiffened violently, his wide-open eyes lost all life, and his head slumped limply to the side.
He died.
Zhou Heng, the current Holy Son of the Jade Firmament Sect, has fallen!
Even at the moment of his death, he didn't know that the black-clad youth who had slicing him to death with a single sword stroke... was none other than Chu Yunfei, whom he had previously scorned and regarded as trash.
This is also the first top-tier holy son to fall in blood before the entire Eastern Continent Seven Sects Grand Competition.
The entire bamboo forest on the back mountain was plunged into a suffocating silence.
Dozens of disciples in the distance collapsed to the ground, their faces ashen, their souls trembling.
They've gone mad...
They've completely gone mad.
The Holy Son is dead!
At the sacred gate of the Jade Firmament Sect, the Holy Son was publicly killed by a stranger in the Heavenly Origin Realm.
The sky over the Jade Firmament Sect has fallen.
Rumble...
The instant Zhou Heng breathed his last, a violent killing intent at the Late Divine Sea Realm erupted from the depths of the Jade Firmament Sect's inner sect, soaring into the sky like a volcanic eruption, even shattering the clouds in the heavens.
Accompanied by a deafening roar as if the void were being torn apart, an ancient and extremely shrill roar of fury, like rolling thunder, crashed down and echoed throughout the entire mountain gate:
"You wicked creature! How dare you kill my Heng'er! I will tear your soul from your body, refine your spirit, and grind your bones to ashes!!"
(P. S.: Four chapters, please reward me, sir.)