Nine Realms Sword Emperor-Chapter 847 - 848: The Blood Robed Ancestor

This is precisely the ancestor in a blood robe, extremely conspicuous in this palace.

Seeing Chu Fengmian sitting on the throne, his aura even overshadowing him, the blood-robed ancestor’s face already changed colors.

Now, upon hearing Chu Fengmian’s words, his anger could no longer be suppressed and suddenly erupted completely. freewebnoveℓ.com

Boom!

As the ancestor made a move, a vast blood mist immediately appeared, and behind this blood mist, a massive blood-colored arm materialized, enveloping towards Chu Fengmian.

This move was a definite killing blow. Around this blood-colored arm, numerous blood mists coalesced into chains, sealing the area around Chu Fengmian’s body.

"Trying to trap me? Ridiculous, just an old man in the flawless realm. Killing you is as easy as slaughtering a dog!"

Chu Fengmian’s eyes flashed.

It seems that even after displaying his strength this time, someone still thinks Chu Fengmian is a soft target, easily manipulated, wanting to teach him a lesson.

Fine, since that’s the case, Chu Fengmian will seize this opportunity to kill and make an example!

Chu Fengmian sat on the throne and suddenly clapped. The power of the ancient battle dragon’s blood in him was fully unleashed.

Around his body, countless Spiritual Power instantly took the form of ancient battle dragons, fully over a hundred ancient battle dragons gathered.

In the next moment, this hundred ancient battle dragons all roared in unison, and with a command from Chu Fengmian’s mind, they all soared skyward.

The chains around Chu Fengmian were broken almost in an instant by these ancient battle dragons, allowing him to break free.

But that was just the beginning.

These hundred ancient battle dragons soared upwards, stirring countless storms, and in the air, began to dance together.

With all the dragons out, nothing could stand in their way.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"

The blood-colored arm, in the face of the power of these dragons, was forcibly broken and began to shatter piece by piece.

The terrifying dragon might already enveloped the blood-robed ancestor completely.

"Not good!"

The blood-robed ancestor retreated repeatedly, his figure swift to the extreme, leaving only a trail of blood light, as he appeared dozens of miles away.

"Blood God, come out!"

The blood-robed ancestor raised his hands high and roared loudly, and from the countless blood mist, an extremely massive figure began to condense, devouring the surrounding blood mist, transforming into an enormous Blood God.

The aura of this Blood God was much stronger than the blood-robed ancestor, being his true trump card.

"Even the blood robe has been forced to this extent."

"The Blood God has been driven out, this one’s strength is simply monstrous. Look, he’s even sitting on the throne without moving."

"A monster! A monster! Such a monster, only the young master might compare."

Some ancestors in the palace now looked at Chu Fengmian in amazement.

In such a confrontation, Chu Fengmian even sat on the throne, without any intention of standing up, only someone immensely confident in their strength would be so composed.

For other martial artists at the peak of life and death, facing such a transcendent ancestor, each would have been extremely nervous, unable to be as composed as Chu Fengmian.

But Chu Fengmian’s calm confidence was exactly because he had enough capital.

Sitting on the throne, Chu Fengmian had already forced the blood-robed ancestor to such an extent, enough to astonish everyone.

"Boy, you actually dared to force out my Blood God. Fine, very well, today no one can save you. You shall die here in a few days!"

The blood-robed ancestor, condensing the Blood God, had a look of madness in his eyes.

Even he didn’t expect to be pressed by Chu Fengmian to reveal all his cards, but now that the Blood God was out, he had no reason to spare Chu Fengmian.

This Blood God was huge but also alarmingly fast. Controlled by the blood-robed ancestor’s mind, it had already reached Chu Fengmian, transforming into a vast blood sea.

This blood sea spanned thousands of miles, its turbulent waves suddenly descended, sweeping towards Chu Fengmian’s body.

Once engulfed in this blood sea, escaping it was nearly impossible. This blood sea was the blood-robed ancestor’s greatest trump card, his killer move, aimed to definitely kill Chu Fengmian.

"What’s this Blood God? Your demon technique is far inferior to the true Six Paths Demon Sect’s techniques. No one can save me? You think you can really kill me? I don’t want to kill you, just toying with you."

Looking at the blood sea about to engulf him, Chu Fengmian’s lips curled into a disparaging smile.

"True Dragon of the World!"

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

With Chu Fengmian’s words, dragon roars reappeared around his body, resounding aloud.

Suddenly beside Chu Fengmian, tens of thousands of ancient battle dragons gathered.

Chu Fengmian, amidst these ten thousand dragons, seemed to be the supreme Dragon Emperor, commanding the dragons. Such momentum, not to mention a martial artist of life and death, even some super ancient ones would surely believe.

"War Dragon Dance Sky! Break for me!"

Chu Fengmian shouted loudly, the ten thousand dragons roared and ascended, performing the War Dragon Dance, the most mystical and terrifying martial technique of the War Dragon lineage.

The dance of ten thousand dragons generated a force capable of tearing apart the surrounding space. The blood sea before Chu Fengmian, unable to resist, was forcibly torn by this force, all Spiritual Power within shredded, turned into nothingness in the void.

This blood-robed ancestor’s trump card, this Blood God, was so fragile before Chu Fengmian.

In the dance of these ten thousand dragons, it was effortlessly destroyed!

"What martial technique is this! The dance of ten thousand dragons, isn’t this a move only the Dragon Emperor would know? Who is this boy?"

Some ancestors exclaimed in surprise.

With their knowledge, they had never seen such a terrifying martial technique, one surpassing any so-called heavenly-level technique.

Such a terrifying martial technique, and it was wielded by a martial artist of life and death, how could they believe it?

Yet the scene unfolded before their eyes, leaving them no choice but to believe.

"Blood Bridge of Rainbow!"

The blood-robed ancestor’s face had turned extremely pale. Realizing his danger, he condensed all remaining Spiritual Power, forming a blood bridge before him.

He leaped onto this blood bridge, trying to escape.