"Boom!"
"Pfft!"
Kuang Youâs speed was terrifying, Gao Moyang had no time to react, and with a loud explosion, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his figure shot out like a cannonball.
"The Soul Suppression is completely ineffective! What a dreadful power!" Gao Moyang thought in shock, completely unable to withstand the terrifying power of the Nine-Star Divine Emperor.
"Grand Elder!" Wu Hao shouted in panic, extremely worried.
"Too fast! Couldnât see a thing!" Xing Aoyun frowned deeply, facing such a terrifying enemy, feeling helpless flooding his heart.
With just one palm, the four-star Divine Emperor Gao Moyang was seriously injured.
"President Wu, old man has already warned you, you are not my match." The next second, Kuang Youâs arrogant sneer sounded in Wu Haoâs ear.
Upon hearing this, Wu Haoâs face changed drastically: "Not good!"
"Boom!"
"Pfft!"
Wu Hao hadnât reacted yet when Kuang You slammed a palm on his chest, with a loud explosion, the terrifying power shook Wu Hao on the spot, making him spit out a mouthful of blood, his figure turned into a black line and shot out.
"Too fast!" Wu Hao was also quite shocked, unable to see Kuang Youâs figure at all.
"President!" The Second Elder and others were appalled.
"President Wu!" Duanmu Xiong and others were all worried.
"Outrageous!" Wu Haoâs pale face was terrifyingly distorted, glaring at Kuang You fiercely, yet powerless.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
"Boom boom boom!"
"Pfft pfft pfft!"
Kuang You continued to attack, his figure flashing extremely fast, wherever he went, strong Divine Emperor experts like Xing Aoyun were all severely injured, not even having a chance to attack.
In the blink of an eye, six Divine Emperor experts were all severely injured.
This undoubtedly brought despair to all the disciples of the Tianxu Divine Palace.
Of course, Kuang You only severely injured Wu Hao and others, not daring to kill.
No matter how strong Kuang You was, he was only a Nine-Star Divine Emperor and didnât have the guts to kill someone from the Chamber of Commerce.
In the eyes of the headquarters, Kuang You was just an ant.
"Humph! So weak." Situ Hao sneered disdainfully: "Duanmu Xiong, do you see? Do you feel despair? No one can save you today!"
"That old thing Zhuiming is already injured, he wonât last long!" Another Divine Emperor expert sneered.
Duanmu Xiong frowned deeply, his face extremely gloomy.
"Duanmu Xiong! Donât you have a high-grade Immortal Sword? See if you can turn the tide!" Situ Hao roared, attacking more fiercely and viciously.
"High-grade Immortal Sword?" Kuang You looked at Duanmu Xiong with slight surprise, a moment of greed flashing in his old eyes.
A high-grade Immortal Artifact, the most powerful existence under a Divine Artifact, Kuang You would certainly want it.
"The high-grade Immortal Sword is in Duanmu Xiongâs hands, Brother Kuang, kill him, and you can get the Immortal Sword." Ye Ming spoke.
"So this is for the high-grade Immortal Sword! To think youâre such a despicable scoundrel!" Duanmu Zhuimingâs old face turned completely dark, fiercely sweeping his gaze over Kuang You.
Kuang You flickered forward, smiling slightly: "Hall Master Duanmu, will you hand over the Immortal Sword yourself, or should this old man take action?"
"Despicable scoundrel!" Duanmu Xiong said gloomily.
"Looks like itâs better for this old man to take action." Kuang You sneered coldly, a flash of killer intent in his old eyes.
"Kuang You! How dare you!" Duanmu Zhuiming angrily shouted, flying forward in a rage.
"Duanmu Zhuiming, do you think Iâm nothing?" Ye Ming said coldly, his vast soul power already surging again, launching a ruthless attack.
"Humph!" Duanmu Zhuiming shouted angrily, exerting all his strength to resist with soul power.
"Boom!"
"Pfft!"
In the fierce clash, the injured Duanmu Zhuiming was unable to resist, again spitting out blood, his old face even paler.
"Old Hall Master!" The elders and the disciples of Tianxu Divine Palace became increasingly panicked, unable to help but shout out.
"Why is Chen Shao still not here? The Old Hall Master can hardly hold on! If that despicable old bastard Kuang You strikes, the Hall Master will surely die!"
"What should we do? Why hasnât the young lady arrived? Didnât Chen Shao promise to help us? Has he gone back on his word?"
"If Chen Shao doesnât come, our Tianxu Divine Palace is doomed!"
The disciples of Tianxu Divine Palace were in a panic, all looking forward to Feng Wuchen coming to save them.
"Didnât Ruoshui go to Wushuang Divine Palace? Why isnât Chen Shao here yet?" Duanmu Xiong also began to panic, facing Kuang You, he had no confidence at all.
"Whoosh!"
Kuang Youâs figure suddenly flickered, in an instant, his hand claw grabbed Duanmu Xiongâs throat and lifted him up, terrifying power making Duanmu Xiong unable to break free.
"Hall Master!" The crowd from Tianxu Divine Palace was scared out of their wits.
"Hall Master Duanmu, this old man gives you one chance, hand over the Immortal Sword." Kuang You coldly said.
Duanmu Xiong struggled weakly: "The Immortal Sword is not in my hands!"
"I believe Brother Ye Ming wouldnât lie to me, hand it over!" Kuang You said coldly, the force in his hand claw instantly strengthened, squeezing Duanmu Xiong to the point of almost being unable to breathe.
Duanmu Zhuiming shouted angrily: "Kuang You, if you dare kill Duanmu Xiong, I will definitely make you regret it! Donât think Iâm easy to bully! If you push me to the limit, I can do anything!"
"Oh really? I want to see what you can do." Kuang You sneered disdainfully.
"Duanmu Zhuiming, you canât even protect yourself, why worry about your sonâs life? Think about how youâll survive." Ye Ming sneered.
"Youâre really not handing it over?" Kuang You coldly shouted, fierce killing intent spreading.
"Despicable scoundrel! Donât even think about it!" Duanmu Xiong cursed weakly.
"You are asking for death! If I kill you, I can also get the Immortal Sword!" Kuang You said coldly, terrifying power gathering in his hand claw, ready to twist Duanmu Xiongâs head off.
"Kuang You! Stop!" Wu Hao shouted angrily: "You just want the Immortal Sword, right? I have one here! Take the sword and get lost!"
As he spoke, Wu Hao waved his hand, and an Immortal Sword flew out.
Kuang You glanced at it, the Immortal Sword stopped directly in front of him, disdainfully said: "President Wu, are you making fun of this old man? A mid-grade Immortal Sword, this old man doesnât care for it, I want the high-grade Immortal Sword, heard thereâs a top-grade high-grade Immortal Sword in Hall Master Duanmuâs hand."
"Ding!"
Kuang You flicked his finger, with a crisp sound of "ding", the Immortal Sword flew back, as fast as lightning, directly shooting past Wu Haoâs cheek.
"You!" Wu Haoâs face was distorted, almost bursting with anger.
"Duanmu Xiong, if you donât hand it over, donât blame this old man for being merciless!" Kuang You said coldly, the force continually increasing, squeezing Duanmu Xiong to the point he couldnât speak.
"Kuang You! Stop!" Duanmu Zhuiming roared angrily, furious to the extreme.
"Hall Master!" Everyone was extremely panicked.
"See? This is the top expert of the Star Soul Realm, relying on strength to bully the weak for a trash Immortal Sword. This is not just a despicable scoundrel, his face is thicker than a city wall." Just then, a scornful sneer sounded.
"Hmm! What Chen Shao said is extremely true! The description is very vivid!" Dugu Yun nodded highly cooperatively.