God Emperor

“Ive misjudged him. This Gu Linfeng is indeed extraordinary. Hes not an Heir, but if in the same plane, his combat ability wouldnt be weaker than them.” Wan Huayus eyes glittered.

The purple-clad elder still had no good impression of Gu Linfeng. “Unfortunately, his cultivation is still too weak. If he can learn to tolerate things, he would be able to reach the sixth or even the seventh level of the Half-Saint Realm. By then, even the Lingxiao Heavenly Mansion will have difficulty dealing with him.”

Gu Linfengs abilities were indeed strong. Unfortunately, his enemy was the monstrous Lingxiao Heavenly Mansion. The more excellent his performance was, the faster he died.

“Next,” Wan Huayu said, “Id like to see if the generals of the Lingxiao Heavenly Mansion and the Blood God Sects Saintess can kill Gu Linfeng in the cradle.”

“Do you think theres still uncertainty?” The purple-clad elder didnt understand.

No matter how strong Gu Linfeng was, he still only had a few followers. How could he block the huge alliance between the Lingxiao Heavenly Mansion and Blood God Sect?

Wan Huayu just smiled without saying anything.

The leaders of the Lingxiao Heavenly Mansion ordered simultaneously, “Kill Gu Linfeng no matter what.”

No matter if Gu Linfeng had used outside help or had used solely his own strength, he already instilled fear in the Lingxiao Heavenly Mansion. Gu Linfeng must be killed for them to feel safe.

Receiving the order, the last two generals of the Canglong Army activated their Holy Qi at the same time. Massive deathly Qi formed two violently spinning windstorms.

These two were Yan Tong and Bai Xinglou. Both at the pinnacle of the Ninth Level, they were first and second of the top ten generals.

Yan Tong stepped out first. His eyes were silver-gray. “Gu Linfeng,” he uttered. “You are indeed strong. The Seven-Apertures Blood Palm that you just used actually unleashed 40 times the combat ability. But if thats your full strength, you will die under my Blood-Quenched Sword.”

He knew Gu Linfeng was very powerful, but he still dared to say that. It was evident that Yan Tong was confident he could block the Seven-Apertures Blood Palm.

The blood-red battle sword in his hands was at least six feet long. The hilt was three feet long. As Holy Qi surged into the sword, dense golden runes emerged.

Whoosh.