Chapter 1452 Eight Tribulations Ancient Emperor Kneel Down

This group of Qilinshan disciples are all core disciples of Qilinshan. Although they are not saints, being injured like this is also a very troublesome thing.

"Senior Brother Mulin, this group of people..."

Yan Hanshi had not had time to speak just now, and suddenly two figures came out of the main hall.

These two figures are the Eight Tribulations Ancient Emperor of Qilinshan and the young man who was going to propose marriage.

The young man appeared, looked at the Qilinshan disciples lying on the ground, and the secret smell of blood in the air, his face suddenly changed, and he said in a very gloomy way.

"What's going on?"..

"Young Master!"

"Young Master, this is the man who injured us!"

The Qilinshan disciples who fell to the ground, seeing the young man coming, shouted loudly as if they saw a savior, and pointed at Chu Fengmian at the same time.

"Boy, who are you? How dare you hurt our Qilinshan disciples?"

The young man stared at Chu Fengmian and said coldly.

"Explain it. If there is no reasonable explanation..."

Although the young man did not finish his words, everyone could understand the threat in them.

"Explain? A group of Qilinshan disciples dared to show off in the holy land of my Holy Dragon Secret Realm? Do you need to explain this? I didn't kill them, which was already a face for Qilinshan."

Chu Fengmian said indifferently after hearing the young man's threat.

"As for who I am? You are not qualified to know! This is not a place for you to stay, take your people and get out!"

"Boy, are you looking for death?"

Hearing the first sentence, the young man's face showed some anger, and after hearing the second sentence, the anger could no longer be restrained.

"Old Wang, capture this ignorant boy and teach him a lesson!"

"Yes!"

Hearing the young man's words, the Eight Tribulations Ancient Emperor standing beside him nodded immediately, stepped out, looked at Chu Fengmian, and immediately exerted his spiritual power.

The power of a palm was overwhelming. This old man Wang was much stronger than Yan Hanshi. After all, he was an ancient emperor of eight tribulations.

Boom!

The spiritual power in the sky turned into a palm with ten fingers in the air, pressing towards Chu Fengmian. Each finger was like a formation eye, forming a large formation to suppress him.

"Mr. Lin Lie."

Seeing that old man Wang made a move, the saint of the Five Spirits Sect standing next to him, Mu Lin also frowned and spoke.

He could also see that Chu Fengmian was a saint in the holy land, most likely a newly promoted saint.

Although Mu Lin did not know Chu Fengmian's identity, Chu Fengmian was a saint of the Holy Dragon Secret Realm after all. If he was suppressed by this old man Wang today, they would not look good.

"Brother Mu Lin, don't worry. Old Wang is very measured. He is just teaching the ignorant little guy a lesson. He won't hurt him."

Mr. Lin Lie sneered and turned to Mu Lin.

"Let's go. Let's go to the palace to discuss the marriage proposal."

"Propose a marriage? You dare to propose to Luo Xi?"

Chu Fengmian laughed when he heard what Mr. Lin Lie said.

"Don't you see what you are? A toad wants swan meat?"

"You! Old Wang, why don't you take action? Shut his mouth first!"

Mr. Lin Lie was a little angry when he heard Chu Fengmian's words, but he couldn't get angry. He shouted at Old Wang directly.

"Yes!"

Old Wang heard the order and looked at Chu Fengmian with a sneer in his eyes.

"Little guy, if you don't say a few more words here, you can also suffer less pain. If you continue to talk, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Who do you think you are? An old guy, an Eight Tribulations Ancient Emperor? I have killed more Eight Tribulations Ancient Emperors than you have ever seen. How dare a small Eight Tribulations Ancient Emperor be so arrogant in front of me?"

Chu Fengmian looked at the old man Wang and sneered with disdain.

"Arrogant!"

When the old man Wang heard Chu Fengmian's words, he was furious. That palm had already covered Chu Fengmian's head, and the huge spiritual power immediately suppressed him.

"Sword out!"

Chu Fengmian sneered when he saw the moment when the palm was about to fall. From behind him, the Tianya Sword Box suddenly appeared and opened, and two sword lights shot up into the sky.

Crack!

The palm with ten fingers was cut off by these two sword lights.

"Ah!"

With a scream, the five fingers on Wang Lao's right hand were cut off, and blood gushed out.

"What?"

"Such a strong sword light!"

"Is that the Tianya sword box behind this person? The sword box of old man Jian Gu fell into the hands of this person?"

"Who is this person? When did we have such a disciple in our Shenglong Secret Realm?"

Originally, Chu Fengmian and Old Wang were fighting, and the group of Five Spirit Sect Saints didn't pay much attention. Only after hearing the scream did they raise their heads and look up at the sky.

They just happened to see that Old Wang's right hand fingers were cut off by Chu Fengmian's sword light.

Everyone's face was full of disbelief.

Old Wang was also a well-known strong man in Qilin Mountain. Master Lin Lie had great respect for Old Wang. Now, with one move, Chu Fengmian cut off his fingers.

This made the Five Spirit Sect Saints look at Chu Fengmian a few more times. Chu Fengmian's strength was definitely a strong man among the Saints.

"Little bastard! I want you to die!"

Five fingers were cut off immediately, and Old Wang's face was twisted to a point, anger burst out, and he exerted all his strength at once.

Seeing that Chu Fengmian was just an ant at the quasi-emperor level, he just wanted to show some strength to teach Chu Fengmian a lesson, but he didn't expect that Chu Fengmian was not an ant, but a real dragon.

"Shut up!"

Chu Fengmian shouted coldly and suddenly slapped him.

With a snap, Wang Lao was slapped on the face, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

At the same time, the spiritual power that Wang Lao had just condensed was directly broken by this slap.

"A waste like you also intends to suppress me? Are all the ancient emperors of Qilin Mountain such wastes?"

"A waste like you is not qualified to be on an equal footing with me. It's better to be my slave. Kneel down!"

Chu Fengmian flashed and came to Wang Lao's back all of a sudden, and slapped Wang Lao's shoulder with a palm.

Under this spiritual power, Wang Lao's body fell downwards and fell heavily to the ground, kneeling directly on the ground with both knees.

No matter how Old Wang struggled, he could not move. He was unable to break free from the spiritual power that was oppressing him and could only kneel on the ground.