CHAPTER 609: CHAPTER 262 DIRECTLY CUT DOWN_2

A sharp sound of sword ringing echoed, and Zhu Nanzhi, dressed in a moon-white dress, stepped onto the arena in an instant, causing the storm to surge and the thunder to roar.

With a sword finger pointing to the sky, Zhan Ming unsheathed itself.

Nine Heavens Sword Control Technique - Thunder Slaying.

The power of the Nine Heavens Sword Control Technique she exerted was naturally not as formidable as Xiao Yinruo’s, but it was more than sufficient to deal with these challenging Demon Monarchs.

When the Nine Heavens Slash descended, even gods and ghosts could not escape.

With the arena as the center, within a hundred-mile radius, there was no trace of any demon beast.

The scene was directly cleared.

At this moment, Zhu Nanzhi flipped her wrist while holding the hilt of Zhan Ming, her toe pointing forward, and the remaining power of the thunder seemed like a thunder dragon, rushing out with a roaring momentum toward the fast-approaching other Demon Monarchs.

The Sword Qi of the Broken Realm Realm was undisguised.

Screech!

A sharp, urgent screech sounded, and a young man with a peng face and human body, with gold wings on his back, rushed straight out, forming a seal with one hand, forcibly redirecting the direction of the thunder sword Qi to the sky.

A Demon Emperor in the First Realm of Tribulation.

Is this that group of extraordinarily powerful demon beasts?

Zhu Nanzhi’s expression did not change at all, just indifferently watching this group of rapidly approaching demon beasts.

Three Demon Emperors, ten Demon Monarchs.

There were people behind her as well.

Leading the group of Wandao Sect’s direct disciples by Lu Jin’an and Mu Qingyue directly landed on the arena, Lu Jin’an stepped out slowly, the young man with the peng face and human body looked at Zhan Ming in Zhu Nanzhi’s hand with surprise: "Qingmiao Palace’s Holy Daughter?"

Zhu Nanzhi ignored him completely, just took two steps back, standing behind Lu Jin’an.

The young man with the peng face and human body retracted his gaze, though puzzled as to why Qingmiao Palace had come all this way to the front line of the Two Realms Pass, today’s main target was still Lu Jin’an.

He looked at Lu Jin’an, with a mocking expression: "Saint Lu is late, are you hiding in bed wetting it? Does this Monarch need to find someone to change your diaper for you?"

Hearing the Demon Monarch’s voice, Zhu Nanzhi and Mu Qingyue instinctively glanced at each other, both seeing the meaning in each other’s eyes: I’d be very willing.

What are they willing for?

Of course, if their husband (junior brother) really wets the bed, they’re happy to change the diaper themselves, doesn’t need others’ help?

Of course, this wouldn’t be said out loud, saying it out loud would make it seem like the husband (junior brother) actually wets the bed.

Moreover, they are in fasting, wouldn’t wet the bed...

Zhu Nanzhi’s eyes flickered, during certain things, does she count as ’wetting’ the bed?

Mu Qingyue’s mouth held a faint smile, when she was taught by the junior brother that day, her spiritual power was entirely sealed...

Their thoughts were unknown to Lu Jin’an, he just expressionlessly swept over this group of uniquely transformed demon beasts, making a gesture with his hands behind his back.

Jiang Wuya and others immediately rushed out without any warning.

With numerical and strength advantage, only the Demon Monarch of the Roc Clan with a peng face and human body remained standing in the arena.

"Where are the people?" Lu Jin’an walked towards this Demon Monarch: "I’m already here, just say what’s important."

Peng Jun looked at Lu Jin’an with a sinister gaze: "If you have the ability, follow me..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Jin’an had already lifted his foot and kicked the left knee of the other party, causing Peng Jun’s left leg to form a strange obtuse angle, the figure directly fell unsteadily onto the ground.

"The matters of Lin Yuan Sword Sect do not fall under my responsibility." Lu Jin’an bent down and lightly patted Peng Jun’s face: "Since you asked me to come, why didn’t you set a banquet in advance?"

He raised his eyes, while twisting the neck of this demon monarch of the Roc Clan, he looked at the continuous demon clan camp far away.

Crack, crack...

The sound of a neck being twisted was clear and continuous, and only after this demon monarch had completely stopped breathing did Lu Jin’an release his hands, retrieving the Netherworld Validation hidden in his sleeve.

This demon monarch’s neck was twisted three times, showing strange folds, its vitality being far more vigorous than ordinary demon monarchs.

Moreover... it did not return to its original form after death.

Exactly the same as the other killed demon beasts.

This group of demon beasts had a connection with the so-called ’fragment,’ just like the former Chu Jinghai.

And these demon beasts indeed were more successful experiments than Chu Jinghai.

The more demon clan characteristics were retained after transformation, the more successful they were.

A transformation technique known as Ten Thousand Beast Nine Transformations.

After reading the memory, Lu Jin’an directly threw the corpse into the Yinming Space for Lan Cangjun and Chu Jinghai to feed on, then glanced at the group of demon beasts hovering in the distance, and said indifferently: "If they don’t dare to come over, let’s prepare to go back."

Saying so, he turned away without hesitation.

The dead Peng Jun wanted him to negotiate deep in the battle zone first, but Lu Jin’an naturally would not go over.

The further away from the Two Realms Pass, the greater the risk.

So even if he wanted to save those from the Lin Yuan Sword Sect, he wouldn’t let the other party lead him by the nose.

The high-level officials of the Lin Yuan Sword Sect hadn’t directly stated to save them, so why would he, as the Saint Heir of Wandao Sect, stand up for Lin Yuan Sword Sect?

Lin Yuan Sword Sect is not some small sect, but the leader sect of the human clan’s Sword Dao.

"Saint Lu, hold on."

A majestic voice came from afar, Lu Jin’an stopped and looked back, billowing demon energy rushed like demon beasts, flying sand and rolling stones.

The leading Demon Emperor clad in armor treaded on a Roc, looking down from above.

Lu Jin’an glanced at the sword cultivators from the Lin Yuan Sword Sect being held captive within the demon energy, at such a short distance he was confident in saving them, but the bodies of these sword cultivators harbored a certain demon energy, probably the backing the demon clan had in openly bringing them here.

Retracting his gaze, Lu Jin’an then looked at this Demon Emperor, with only his eyes exposed.

If not unexpected, it should be Xiong Gao, the Golden-backed Lion from the intelligence of Qiu Qingtang.

Also the leader of these peculiar demon beasts.

The Golden-backed Lion Clan isn’t particularly large within the demon clan, because they are a member of the demon clan, unlike Dragon Clan, Phoenix Clan, and Fox Clan, which can be listed separately from the demon clan.

However, Xiong Gao could occupy the camp of the Golden Winged Roc Clan, obviously not weak.

This Lion Emperor Xiong Gao was a ’fragment,’ meaning he was a Possessor from the demon clan’s Upper Realm’s waste, but he fell short in Lu Jin’an’s eyes.

However, based on Qiu Qingtang’s intelligence, this Lion Emperor should not have any intention to act.

Thus, he directly asked: "What to wager?"

Xiong Gao leaped down from the Roc’s back onto the arena: "Saint Lu knows this Emperor so well? The intelligence of Wandao Sect has exceeded this Emperor’s expectations."

As the words fell, a sharp guillotine descended from high above, landing between Lu Jin’an and Xiong Gao.

Lu Jin’an’s gaze swept across it, each of the fourteen steel wires on either side of the guillotine connected to the sharp blade above, and on either side directly under the blade, were two round hollows, likely for placing heads.

"Out of fourteen steel wires, only one can make the blade fall..." Xiong Gao took off his helmet, revealing a terrifying lion’s head: "This is an Immortal Artifact, you can’t see which one connects to the blade, of course, neither can I."

Xiong Gao pointed to the Lin Yuan Sword Sect’s people behind him: "Each steel wire corresponds to one person, if a wire is cut and it’s safe, this Emperor will release one person.

Of course, I will have our demon Emperor and your Immortal act to pre-seal our spiritual power and demon energy, directly gambling lives...

He grinned: "Saint Lu, dare to wager?"

From the start, Xiong Gao’s aim wasn’t to confront Lu Jin’an since he knew he couldn’t win, so he intended to use this method.

Seeing the Saint Heir of Wandao Sect sob publicly in front of both human and demon clans, that was more painful than death.

By then, if Lu Jin’an’s Taoist heart collapsed, Zheng Dongliu might cough up old blood?

The saying of the human clan is very apt: the supreme strategy is to attack the mind.

"Saint Lu, representing the face of the Five Sects and Seven Schools as the Saint Heir of Wandao Sect, surely you wouldn’t disregard the lives of these disciples from Lin Yuan Sword Sect, right?"

Xiong Gao proactively went to the guillotine, crouching down to place his head in it: "Saint Lu, dare you?"

Zhu Nanzhi frowned at this guillotine, quietly transmitted a message: "Master..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly saw sword light flash across her eyes, and a large lion head rolled to the ground.

Zhu Nanzhi stared blankly at the profile of Lu Jin’an, her heart racing.

Di- directly killed??

What about the disciples of Lin Yuan Sword Sect...

Zhu Nanzhi sensed the Domain Lu Jin’an had activated, in the Domain, the flow of time suddenly slowed down.

"Act."

Lu Jin’an expressionless.

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