"Then let's go to war!"
Chu Kuangren's thunderous roar shook the entire Murong clan.
An unprecedented rage burned in his chest. Murong Xuan was a Daoist of the Black Heaven Sect and his Junior Brother, yet he was treated so unfairly in the Murong clan!
If he did not seek justice, he would not deserve to be called Chu Kuangren!
"You …"
The Murong clan's head's expression turned extremely grim.
He did not expect Chu Kuangren to be so decisive.
Once the orthodoxy war began, there was no turning back. Between the two orthodoxies, it was either one of them who would perish.
"Chu Kuangren, Murong Xuan is now nothing but a cripple. Are you going to go against the Murong clan for a cripple?"
At that moment, Murong Hai suddenly said loudly.
He revealed the fact that Murong Xuan was crippled. After all, a cripple had no value to an orthodoxy.
He did not believe that Chu Kuangren would ignore the bigger picture and go to war with the Murong clan for a worthless cripple.
Even Murong Xuan himself could not help but feel sad when he heard that.
Chu Kuangren glanced at Murong Hai before his figure turned into a stream of light and appeared in front of him. He grabbed Murong Hai's neck and lifted him into the air. "Who gave you the permission to call him a cripple!"
Murong Hai's feet kicked back and forth in the air as he said with a flushed face, "His meridians are broken, and his spiritual mound is shattered. If you don't believe me, you can go and see for yourself. He, he's now a … cripple."
"Die!"
Chu Kuangren's gaze turned cold as violent spiritual power gushed out from his palm, instantly crushing Murong Hai's internal organs. His limbs and bones were all twisted, and he could not be more dead.
Chu Kuangren loosened his grip, and Murong Hai's body fell to the ground like a pile of mud.
Among the crowd, an elder's face turned pale as he let out a shrill scream. "My son!"
That person was Murong Hai's father. He rushed to Murong Hai's body and saw that he was no longer breathing. Filled with grief and anger, he channeled his spiritual power and Daoist Rhymes and slashed at Chu Kuangren!
"I want you to pay for my son's death!"
"No!"
Murong Feng hastily shouted when he saw this.
Chu Kuangren's combat strength was so terrifying that even he was no match for him, let alone this elder.
"You and your son shall go together!" Chu Kuangren said coldly before he lifted his hand and blasted out a palm attack.
An incomparably majestic power erupted from her fair, jade-like palm. Wherever it passed, the void rumbled.
This palm smashed the elder's Sword Qi into smithereens and landed on his head.
With a bang, the man's head exploded like a watermelon.
When the Murong family members saw this, they felt their scalps go numb.
It was too terrifying.
It was too terrifying.
At this point, Chu Kuangren did not hold back at all. None of these Honorable elders could withstand a single palm attack from him.
"Black Heaven Sect Leader, you've gone too far!"
A suppressive force came from the void, and a mighty Sage's might instantly filled the entire place.
In the depths of the Murong family, a white-robed old man slowly walked out.
"It's the fourth patriarch!"
"Great, it's the Fourth Ancestor!"
Patriarch Murong and the others were overjoyed.
This was because the person who came was the Murong clan's Sage. He was also the Murong clan's greatest reliance on the Firmament Star.
"Did I go too far? I don't think so at all. "
Chu Kuangren said indifferently, "My Black Heaven Sect's Daoist has been humiliated by you all, and you even dragged out his long-dead mother to humiliate him. I don't think it's too much even if I slaughter the Murong clan!"
There was an incomparably shocking Daoist Rhyme circulating around his body. His frail body was like a divine sword that emanated an unparalleled sharpness!
He fought against the Sage's aura and was not at a disadvantage!
Everyone at the scene was in disbelief.
"He has broken through to the Honorable Realm."
Murong Yu's pupils shrunk as he said in shock. Even if he had broken through to the Honorable Realm, it was still too unbelievable to have such strength.
"Hmph, what arrogance!" The Murong clan's Fourth Forefather snorted. He took a step forward and slowly reached out his hand.
A majestic surge of spiritual power, accompanied by a surge of Sage Daoist Rhyme, condensed into a giant hand that covered the sky and grabbed at Chu Kuangren.
"Let me capture you first, then let the Black Heaven Sect's Sage come and negotiate with me," the Murong clan's Fourth Forefather said coldly.
A Sage's attack was earth-shattering!
However, there was no fear in Chu Kuangren's eyes. The Descendant Self Sword in his hand radiated with an incomparably bright divine light. "You think you're worthy of capturing me?!"
With a sneer, Chu Kuangren raised his hand and unleashed a sword attack.
A similarly peerless purple sword light slashed out. This sword light was vast and mighty, and it was filled with an Emperor's Aura!
Even the Sage's Daoist Rhyme was suppressed.
An Emperor Suppressing All Abilities!
The Murong clan's Fourth Forefather was a little shocked.
He knew that Chu Kuangren possessed an Emperor Technique, but he did not expect that the Daoist Rhyme that Chu Kuangren unleashed could suppress him!
How could an existence below the level of a Sage possess such terrifying combat strength?!
Boom!
Accompanied by a horrifying explosion, the sword ray and the Sage's giant hand collided, and a violent shockwave swept in all directions.
Chu Kuangren was pushed back dozens of feet from the impact.
On the other hand, a … bloody scar appeared on the Sage's palm!
Chu Kuangren had injured a Sage with a single sword attack!
Hiss!
The people of the Murong clan gasped when they saw this.
"How … How did he do that?!"
"This is impossible. He can injure a Sage!"
Everyone was in shock.
To their knowledge, a Sage and a person below the level of a Sage were two completely different concepts. They could not be compared at all.
However, Chu Kuangren had single-handedly shattered their knowledge. A person below the level of a Sage could injure a Sage!
Chu Kuangren came to Lan Yu's side and said, "Bring Murong Xuan up to the Illusive Mirage."
"Alright." Lan Yu nodded. She kept the corpse on the ground into her Yin and Yang Ring before she carried Murong Xuan and flew towards the Illusive Mirage.
Not far away, the Murong clan's head and the others' expressions darkened when they saw that. "Capture them. Don't let them leave."
One by one, the elders dashed out to stop Lan Yu and Murong Xuan.
However, Chu Kuangren unleashed his Sword Qi Transformation Technique. One by one, sword qi clones dashed out and blocked off the pursuers.
Although these sword qi clones only had less than one-tenth of Chu Kuangren's strength, their combat strength was still more terrifying than most Honorables.
The Murong clan's head and the others could not defeat them at all. They could only watch as Lan Yu brought Murong Xuan back to the Illusive Mirage.
Following that, the Daoist patterns on the Illusive Mirage circulated and a golden defensive qi barrier appeared. It was obvious that it was not going to be easy to break through.
"D * mn it, this Chu Kuangren knows how to create clones!"
"How does he have so many tricks up his sleeves!"
"D * mn it."
The Murong clan's head and the others were furious.
Meanwhile, the Murong clan's Fourth Forefather looked at the bloody wound on his palm and then at Chu Kuangren with a murderous look in his eyes.
"This kid is too much of a monster. He has already fallen out with the Murong clan. If I don't kill him now, he will become a huge threat in the future!"
At that thought, he had already made up his mind. The Sage Daoist Rhyme on his body circulated, and his spiritual power continuously slammed into the void like a tidal wave.
The heavens and earth rumbled. A Sage's rage was earth-shattering!
Chu Kuangren sensed his opponent's murderous intent, and his eyes were equally cold. "I'd like to see if a Sage can kill me!"
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