CHAPTER 360: CHAPTER 370: WHO DARES TO TOUCH MY BROTHER?

"Keep the three female prisoners alive. Kill all the others," the Beixie Emperor commanded, his thumb rolling over the jade ring that symbolized power. A ruthlessness and arrogance fit for a sovereign emanated from his face, accompanied by a chilling evil aura.

"I advise you, it’s best not to lay a hand on us!" Chu Feng remained indifferent despite the life-threatening danger he faced.

Elder Shoumei and the others were filled with despair. They had never expected the Beixie Emperor to personally take action.

Moreover, to mobilize the army to besiege them.

"A prince from the Sword King Mansion dares to speak to me like this? Ugly words first – not to mention you, even the Jianyun Emperor of the Jianyun Dynasty is nothing but an ant before me."

"Don’t think that just because you’ve defeated experts from the Shangguan family, you can contend with me. Let me tell you, you are far from enough. Crushing you is not much harder than crushing an ant!"

The Beixie Emperor looked down on Chu Feng with a dismissive gaze, high and mighty.

The intelligence system of the Northern Beixie Empire was truly formidable. In such a short amount of time, they had already gotten to grips with all of Chu Feng’s background information.

"Are you not afraid of retaliation from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect?" Elder Shoumei couldn’t help yelling angrily at the Beixie Emperor.

A truly sad plight of a pageantry tiger being bullied by dogs.

In the past, wherever Elder Shoumei went, he was always a revered and imposing figure. But now, anyone was willing to kill him, to take a blade to him.

Elder Shoumei brought up the Ten Thousand Sword Sect merely as a last effort.

The enemy’s power was too great, and faced with endless troops, no one could resist. Each one of them felt despair and rage.

"Haha, retaliation from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect? I’d like to ask if you have any connection, even the slightest, with the Ten Thousand Sword Sect anymore?" the Beixie Emperor couldn’t help but burst into hearty laughter, his demeanor unspeakably disdainful and full of mockery.

These people had already left the Ten Thousand Sword Sect and now, faced with danger, they were once again thinking of leaning on the Sword Sect for support. They were nothing but a group of clowns.

"I can give you a chance to live!" The Beixie Emperor’s gaze flashed with cunning.

Elder Shoumei and the others looked at him full of hope, awaiting what would come next.

"Whoever kills Chu Feng, I will spare him!" The Beixie Emperor watched Chu Feng and the others with an expression like a cat toying with a mouse. Shangguan Yun’s face twisted as he glared at Chu Feng with venomous hate, "You little brute, you also have today! I will let you experience all the pain today, and with your blood, I will commemorate the seven Sword Saints from my Shangguan family whom you have slain."

Chu Feng’s battle with the Shangguan family outside the Imperial City, which stained the Northern Beixie with blood, killing seven Sword Saints and more than a dozen Great Sword Masters from the Shangguan family, had already caused a huge uproar.

Now, everyone knows of Chu Feng’s terrifying combat power.

The Qilin Sword Son who once shook the Jianyun Dynasty, even the Dan State North Territory, was once again standing tall.

The heroic tale of Chu Feng’s battle with the Shangguan family spread like wildfire.

Now, Chu Feng was about to face the greatest crisis of his life and was very likely to perish prematurely.

Human nature is the least able to withstand tests.

Han Dong subconsciously drew closer to Chu Feng with his sword in hand.

"Be careful, my lord!" Han Xiaoying, unaware that Han Dong was Chu Feng’s servant, thought Han Dong meant harm to Chu Feng and wanted to take the chance to live.

"We must not fall for the Beixie Emperor’s cunning scheme! We also do not need to suspect each other!" Chu Feng’s gaze swept over Elder Shoumei and the others; everyone’s expression was firm. None wavered in their determination or thought of killing him to buy their own chance to live.

Chu Feng looked at the Beixie Emperor from afar, "If you want to kill me, then show your own skill. If you only rely on such petty cleverness, using these low tactics of psychological warfare to make us kill each other, you are still too green!"

The Beixie Emperor, not yet discouraged, shouted at Elder Shoumei and the others again, "As the Emperor, my words are golden and my promises silver. As long as you can kill Chu Feng, I will not trouble you. I’ll let him leave immediately."

"Beixie brat, I’ll kill your father, and take on your mother..." Liu Dazhuang was already impatient.

He despised those characters who were adept at plotting and scheming.

"If they want to kill us, they will have to knock out several of the Northern Beixie’s teeth!" Luo Mi couldn’t help but roar furiously, unable to contain his anger any longer.

As for Elder Shoumei and Qin Keren, they were even more direct, already starting to slaughter the surrounding Beixie Soldiers.

"Form the Sword Array, let’s fight our way out together!"

Chu Feng brought out the Small Extermination Immortal Sword Formation Diagram, eager to see just how many Sword Saints the Northern Beixie Empire could afford to lose.

"Hmph, refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!" The Beixie Emperor snorted angrily, waving his hand as he commanded, "Kill them!"

The most elite Divine Martial Camp immediately assembled into a Soldier Formation, moving to encircle and attack Chu Feng and the others.

At the same time, the Blood God Guard around the Beixie Emperor also drew their swords and advanced on Chu Feng. There were about thirty of them.

Additionally, a portion of the Blood God Guard stayed by the Beixie Emperor’s side to ensure his safety.

A bloody battle unfolded once again.

The situation now was hundreds of times more dangerous than when they were besieged by the Shangguan family.

As soon as the battle commenced, Chen Daoqi and Li Shishi were wounded.

Li Shishi was even at the brink of being captured by the enemy.

As the tragedy seemed about to unfold, the situation for Chu Feng and his companions took a drastic turn for the worse. The Blood God Guard were much more terrifying than the Sword Saints of the Shangguan family.

Boasting formidable individual combat abilities and when arrayed in a Soldier Formation, their Combined Attack Technique was especially fearsome.

Although Chu Feng’s Small Extermination Immortal Sword Formation was exquisite, his own cultivation was merely at the early stage of a Great Sword Master, and together with the four people forming the Sword Array, there was a considerable disparity in divine weapons and cultivation.

This led to a substantial reduction in the Sword Array’s power.

After a short while in combat, Chu Feng and his companions could no longer hold on. Faced with an overwhelming force, not even a god could withstand them, let alone that they were currently surrounded by the enemy forces.

"Haha, Chu Feng, this Emperor is eager to see who will come to rescue you?" The Beixie Emperor confidently believed he held the winning ticket—it was an extremely profitable deal.

Not only was he able to hold the Shangguan family in the palm of his hand, but by killing Chu Feng, he would gain a Heavenly Divine Weapon and a Sword Formation Treasure Map. Furthermore, all three of those exceptionally beautiful women were a feast for the eyes.

Amidst this critical moment, an angry roar came from the sky.

"Who dares to harm the brothers of Poison Eye Dragon King?" As the words fell, three towering figures flew towards them, swords in hand, like divine soldiers descending from the heavens.

All three of them were ferocious and terrifying, exuding an extremely powerful aura.

The newcomers were none other than the Northern Domain Three Evils.

The Poison-eyed Dragon King was hideous and brutal, followed by two others, one tall and one short. The tall one was a monk, wearing a Golden Hoop, and with a pair of vicious triangular eyes. A large tumor was on his right eye, making him look particularly fearsome.

This person was most likely the second of the Northern Domain Three Evils, the Poisonous Tumor Monk!

The shorter one appeared quite chubby, with a benevolent face and a big belly, his face always wearing a smile that would make anyone feel good at first glance.

If one truly felt good about this person, then they were just waiting to be duped to death.

Because this man was known as Smiling Maitreya, also referred to as Hidden Blade in a Smile.

"The Northern Domain Three Evils are actually brothers to this youngster?" The face of the Beixie Emperor changed slightly as he composed himself. "This is the perfect opportunity to eliminate these three disasters!"