Three Breaths to Take a Sword Strike

"Ah?"

Upon hearing what the Zhu Clan said, all the powerful figures from the various Misty Clear Realm present were taken aback.

Incredulous gazes shifted from the Zhu Clan members back to Zhu Dengfeng.

"So young, and he's already an Emperor Ancestor?!"

"It's not a junior, but the Emperor... wait, the Emperor?!" One person was speaking when their face twitched violently, and they exclaimed in shock:

"Emperor Realm expert!!!"

"Hiss, Emperor Ancestor, such a sight is truly unexpected. Coupled with deliberately concealing his aura, if we were to encounter him normally, we would probably never guess his strength..." someone exclaimed with admiration.

While those behind were still in shock, Yue Peng gave another order:

"Keep retreating and create distance."

As he gave the order, a hint of hesitation appeared between Yue Peng's brows.

Since we've come all this way, we shouldn't leave empty-handed.

However, the title "Emperor Ancestor" was clearly not used casually.

Moreover, judging from the reactions of the other two Mystic Yang Realm forces, this person who came is likely to be an Emperor Realm expert from one of these forces.

With the Emperor Realm expert present, not only can they eat meat and drink soup, but they can also take the whole bowl away at the end. How could it possibly be their turn?

Another place.

A look of relief suddenly appeared on Zhong Ming's face:

"The Emperor Ancestor?"

"Then it seems he might not be as young as he looks; he probably used some kind of method."

As he spoke, Zhong Ming gently shook his head:

"From this perspective, compared to Master, I am far inferior."

Nearby.

Long Yang's expression shifted, and his gaze returned to Zhu Dengfeng. While his eyes remained burning with passion, they now held a touch of rationality.

"Thankfully, I didn't rush things."

Long Yang let out a soft breath, but couldn't help cursing Zhu Dengfeng as a scoundrel in his heart.

Instead of revealing their true strength, they only display this air of superiority, which is truly a disservice to the dragon.

If it were just the two of them, one person and one dragon, and they were both unharmed, he would certainly not limit himself to imagination, but would put it into practice.

But the result will probably be...

Dragon Race may be powerful, but they are still Human Race at the Emperor Realm!

Compared to the sentiments and thoughts of the outside world.

Surprisingly, the reactions of the people on the Liu Clan's side showed little change.

There's no other reason than that, regardless of the degree, there's almost always a sense of worry.

When the Emperor makes his appearance, the excitement is only for the onlookers.

And their Liu Clan will likely be the first to bear the brunt!

"Prepare for defense and response with all our might," the Liu Clan patriarch said in a deep voice.

An elder turned to look at Liu Xun:

"Can Tianming be properly arranged?"

Liu Xun nodded:

"Rest assured, Ancestor, the Tianming has already been delivered."

"That's good." The Liu Clan patriarch withdrew his gaze, looked at Zhu Dengfeng outside, and spoke in a deep voice:

"Senior, why bother?"

Zhu Dengfeng looked at the speaker and smiled faintly:

"It's said that chair can easily subdue imperial weapons. I'm quite interested, but unfortunately, your Liu Clan seems rather ignorant."

"That chair again."

Hearing these words, many members of the Liu Clan recalled the chair they had seen fly away earlier.

Although it's unknown what level this so-called imperial ancestor was at.

But we can get a general idea from the attitude of our ancestors.

Currently, many members of the Liu Clan group share a similar thought:

"If handing over the chairs will settle things, why not just give them to them?"

In mid-air, after Zhu Dengfeng finished speaking, the Liu Clan patriarch said:

"That Emperor Conferment Chair was obtained by our clan through countless efforts, and yet you, senior, simply want it? That's..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhu Dengfeng slightly raised his hand and pressed it down:

"Don't worry about it."

As he spoke, his gaze swept over the group of powerful members of the Liu Clan:

"You have Sanxi; don't let yourself be unable to withstand even a single sword strike from me."

As the voice faded, a sword shadow appeared out of thin air in Zhu Dengfeng's hand, seemingly real yet illusory, seemingly present yet absent.

A dangerous aura immediately emanated from him, filling the entire area in an instant.

At the same time, among the powerful members of the Liu Clan, every figure raised their hands to form hand seals, almost in perfect unison.

"Formless Sect Formation, defend!"

With a low shout, all the Liu Clan elders who were forming hand seals simultaneously turned their hands down and sat cross-legged.

Swish, swish, swish.

Rays of light emerged from these ancestors, converged together, and finally condensed into six pillars of light that fell to the ground.

Boom!

A moment later, the entire Liu Clan was suddenly and violently shaken.

At this moment, all the Liu Clan below noticed that everything outside had disappeared, and a sense of relief arose in their hearts, calming their inner worries.

From the outside, all of this gives the impression that the Liu Clan has finally revealed its trump card.

"Although the ancestral emperor of the Liu Clan fled, he did indeed leave behind a legacy for the Liu Clan."

A powerful member of the Huang Clan looked at the Liu Clan at this moment and gently shook his head:

"If it were before, even if all three parties joined forces, they might not have been able to break this formation."

At this moment, in his eyes, the Liu Clan seemed to have suddenly shed their disguise and revealed their true abilities.

The defensive capabilities at this moment can be said to have doubled compared to the level before.

Elsewhere, a powerful member of the Shen Clan was watching Zhu Dengfeng, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

"Even if the Emperor Ancestor comes, taking down the Liu Clan won't be an easy task. It seems we still have plenty of time."

After a brief discussion, a decision was made.

Contact the ancestral emperor of the clan!

"He's got something."

After the Liu Clan's formation began, Zhu Dengfeng's expression showed even more interest:

"There must be some other secrets hidden within the Liu Clan."

Such defenses are not something a power without an emperor can handle.

With this thought in mind, the danger in Zhu Dengfeng's hand intensified.

At this moment, before the sword strike, almost everyone, intentionally or unintentionally, held their breath, watching and waiting Jingjing.

"Alright."

After Sanxi, Zhu Dengfeng spoke.

The next moment, he raised his arm, and the sword shadow flew to his front.

"Go."

Zhu Dengfeng pointed a finger at the hilt of the sword, and the sword's shadow vanished instantly.

No one saw what happened next.

But the moment the sound was heard, the entire Liu Clan was shaken.

Then, the tremors quickly subsided.

"Um?"

About a breath later, someone realized something was wrong.

"It's over?"

As he spoke, an uncertain look filled his eyes.

Just now, in that fleeting moment, there was indeed a sense of extreme danger, which made my heart skip a beat.

But that period of time was really not long.

That's understandable, though. With my level of skill, how could I possibly capture too many attacks from the Emperor Realm expert?

However, the reaction from the Liu Clan was somewhat unreasonable.

While it's not exactly calm, the commotion just now seemed less intense than when the defensive measures were first deployed.

"The Liu Clan has such strong defensive capabilities?"

After realizing the specifics, many people's expressions finally shifted from uncertainty and doubt to surprise and disbelief.