Translator: jinzeffect
Soon enough, Young Master Wuchou, Mo Wuchou arrived at the scene.
Mo Wuchou wasnât considered handsome, but he had a pair of eyes that gave off an indescribable power of deterrence. Those with weak willpower and spirit wouldnât be able to look at him directly.
âWhat happened?â Mo Wuchou asked.
Wang Yuan cupped his fist while facing Mo Wuchou and said, âBrother Mo, I am Wang Clanâs Wang Yuan. These two individuals offended me and even killed my old servant, Wang Si. I am not able to let things end for this matter, I hope to have Brother Moâs forgiveness.â
After hearing the response, Mo Wuchou frowned. If it was just a conflict, he was able to control it, but the other party killed Wang Yuanâs old servant. This matter wasnât that simple anymore and if he forcefully stopped it, he would be offending Wang Yuan and the Wang Clan.
Mo Wuchou didnât care about the other party but he was rather concerned with Wang Yuan, after all, the Wang Clan Head seemed to have a higher position than his Mo Clan Head.
âHow dare you actually kill a member of our eight major emperor-class clans.â
Beside Mo Wuchou was a robust youth with a dark face. His qi presence was even stronger than Wang Yuan and was obviously a mid-class combat emperor.
âBrother Long, you are here too.â After seeing the dark-faced youth, Wang Yuan was delighted.
The dark-faced youth was called Long Qingmu and was the Long Clanâs descendant who was also part of the eight major emperor-class clans. The Long Clan and the Wang Clan had always been on good terms and had plenty of union marriages. Wang Yuanâs older female cousin was one who had married to the Long Clan.
âBrother Long, please offer me some assistance.â
Wang Yuan didnât have a way to make Mo Wuchou make a move, but if Long Qingmu could help, it should be enough.
Most of the Long Clan members were body refinement martial artists and Long Qingmu was a body refinement monarch with the strength of a mid-class combat emperor.
âKid, surrender now while you have the chance.â Long Qingmu stepped forward and released a powerful qi spirit to envelop Li Fuchen.
Looking at the circumstances, Mo Wuchou didnât interfere. In fact, even if Long Qingmu didnât step in, he would do so.
Mo Wuchou didnât care who was the one that caused the trouble. If someone killed at his trade fair, it meant that the person was disrespecting him and this was something he couldnât tolerate.
âYou are still not qualified.â
Li Fuchen sighed silently. He was already keeping low, but there were times when keeping low was useless. There were some that would continuously challenge your bottomline.
He didnât wish for trouble, but he wasnât afraid of trouble either.
In this world, apart from Law Phase Realm emperors, there was nothing that he was afraid of.
âDie!â Long Qingmu didnât move from his place and executed a fist strike.
Roar!
There was a high-pitched dragon roar.
A colorful and gorgeous dragon-shaped qi spirit was rushing at Li Fuchen.
In the face of this dragon-shaped qi spirit, the bystanders felt that their breaths werenât smooth and they felt dizzy. There were some whose hearts were racing and felt like they were going to explode.
âSuch horrific force dao law!â Everyone was appalled.
There were hundreds to thousands of force dao laws. The force dao law contained in Long Qingmuâs first actually affected their qi blood. They felt that if they had to confront this fist, before the fist force smashed into their bodies, their hearts would explode first and they would die due to the rupture of qi blood.
When facing Long Qingmuâs domineering fist, Li Fuchen looked calm.
If it was a few months ago, Li Fuchen wouldnât be able to withstand this fist. After all, this was a mid-class combat emperorâs fist and it was a qi power attack too.
However, the current him could even contest with high-class combat emperors, let alone a mid-class combat emperor.
Li Fuchen drew the Joint-Heaven Sword and executed the Flowing Merciless Edge. There were streaks of scarlet sword threads that intersected and sliced across the dragon-shaped qi spirit.
Pfff!
The dragon-shaped qi spirit was dissected while Long Qingmuâs body appeared with a few bloodied sword wounds.
A single sword move had defeated Long Qingmu.
âImpossible!â Long Qingmu stared at Li Fuchen and didnât dare to believe that he had lost so easily.
âLong Qingmu isnât a match too?â
The surrounding spectators inhaled deep cold breaths. They werenât certain before, but they were very certain now. Li Fuchen definitely had the strength of a high-class combat emperor and was the same level as the Four Young Masters.
Such a person was already standing on the pinnacle of the Primary Sea Realm and if Law Phase Realm emperors didnât appear, they were considered unparalleled.
Wang Yuanâs face was rather awful while his heart surged with intense murderous intent.
The stronger Li Fuchen was, the greater the threat. He had to be eliminated as quickly as possible. If Li Fuchen was allowed to continue growing, it definitely wasnât a good thing.
âThis brother, we better leave as soon as possible!â Wu Huan transmitted a message to Li Fuchen.
Li Fuchen shook his head and responded, âIt is too late.â
Several breaths later, a group of Primary Sea Realm monarchs appeared behind Wang Yuan. They were all from the Wang Clan.
As one of the eight major emperor-class clans in the Soul Sky Empire, the Wang Clan had at least 800 monarchs, if not a thousand. Normally, there were around a few dozen monarchs stationed in the Void City, after all, it was close to the Void Grand Canyon and was a rather special location.
âThey are truly fast to react.â Wu Huan had a grave expression.
In normal situations, Wu Huan wasnât afraid of a group of regular monarchs. However, this was a group of monarchs that were proficient in battle formations. It was no longer a simple addition of numbers.
Battle formations could gather the strength of all the members and burst out with lethal power that was ten times or dozens of times more powerful. Furthermore, they werenât Battle Spirit Realm masters and were Primary Sea Realm monarchs who already comprehended the quintessence of the battle formations, allowing them to exhibit the highest power of the battle formations.
âForm the Wang Halberd Battle Formation!â Wang Yuan yelled out.
Behind Wang Yuan, 31 individuals soared into the sky and formed a halberd-shaped battle formation.
When the battle formation was formed, a baleful qi spread out and everyone couldnât help but tremble.
Swish!
It wasnât the end yet, Wang Yuan soared into the sky and positioned himself at the front of the halberd battle formation, becoming the tip of the halberd. At the same time, the battle formation emitted a baleful qi that was more than ten times as strong. The concentrated baleful qi materialized and was like black qi waves that spread out in all directions.
âThis is the Wang Clanâs Wang Halberd Battle Formation. This person is dead.â One of the spectators shook his head.
The Wang Clanâs Wang Halberd Battle Formation was extremely domineering and was formed by 32 mid-level monarchs, and it was already enough to kill half-emperors. If it was formed by 32 high-level monarchs, it was enough to kill combat emperors.
Apart from Wang Yuan, the rest of the 31 members didnât have identical cultivation levels. There were low-level monarchs, there were mid-level monarchs, and only two high-level monarchs.
If Wang Yuan wasnât here, this Wang Halberd Battle Formation would only be able to kill half-emperors and it would be hard to contest with combat emperors.
However, Wang Yuan was also a low-level combat emperor and with the enhancement of the battle formation, his strength would at least grow by two times.
âIf you kneel down and surrender, I can give you a complete corpse. Otherwise, you shall die without a burial ground.â A large halberd appeared which was revolving with living baleful qi as Wang Yuan said in a deep tone.
âCome on then.â Li Fuchen wasnât afraid at all.
Back at the Red Copper Continent, when he was at the Battle Spirit Realm, he had fought 100-men battle formations. He was now at the Primary Sea Realm, why did he have to fear to fight a 32-men battle formation?
Even though he knew that those people on the Red Copper Continent didnât fully comprehend the battle formation and couldnât exhibit its full strength.
âDie!â Wang Yuanâs eyes were bursting with murderous intent as he blasted his halberd at Li Fuchen.
The halberd was just like a halberd from the heavenly god. It contained extremely horrific battle formation power and also Wang Yuanâs comprehended laws.
When the halberd was brandished, the Void Gardenâs spatial zone felt like it was going to be ripped apart. The flower of qi gathered into a tornado and blocked off all of Li Fuchenâs route of retreat.
With the qi intentâs guidance, Li Fuchen wouldnât be able to dodge this halberd attack.
Did Li Fuchen even need to escape?
Of course not.
Li Fuchen lifted his head and suddenly brandished his sword. A blazing sword qi current turned the entire place into burning hell.
Heaven class mid-tier sword move, Incineration Sword.
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