Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 630 - 630 630 Taking the Initiative to Die First Update

630: Chapter 630: Taking the Initiative to Die (First Update) 630: Chapter 630: Taking the Initiative to Die (First Update) “If Brother Long Yan manages to cure Elder Xue’s illness, he’ll have another super strong ally by his side.”

In the valley, Jun Wuhui and Yan Wubing sat on a large rock.

From time to time, Jun Wuhui looked towards the depths of the valley, his eyes filled with envy.

Blood Mad Butcher was a strong one in the Nirvana realm, a renowned figure throughout the Southern Wasteland Continent.

Even in the Jiu Xiao Dynasty, there were not many who were as strong as him.

“I have a feeling that soon there will be Five Great Powers on the Southern Wasteland Continent.”

Yan Wubing spoke softly.

“Besides Zhenyang Sect, there are no other possibilities.”

If a fifth great power is to emerge in the Southern Wasteland Continent, it must be the Zhenyang Sect.

Although Zhenyang Sect is currently considered a third-rate force, with Long Yan leading the sect, their future is bright.

Not to mention Long Yan’s connection with the Ten Thousand Merchant Alliance, just based on his talent, it won’t take many years before he becomes a strong one in the Southern Wasteland Continent, leading Zhenyang Sect to become a hegemon is not an exaggeration.

Whoosh.

At this moment, two faint whispers of wind-breaking sounds were heard, and two figures suddenly appeared in the valley.

“Zhao Feng, Zhao Hao.”

Jun Wuhui, Yan Wubing, and the Seven Star Dragon Spider were immediately on guard.

The newcomers were an elderly man and a youth, who were none other than Zhao Feng and Zhao Hao.

Jun Wuhui had a bad feeling.

Long Yan and the Zhao Family had a deep-seated enmity.

Zhao Feng coming here must be targeting Long Yan.

These visitors spelled trouble.

“So you are really here.”

Zhao Feng’s gaze swept over Jun Wuhui and the others, and a smile appeared on his wrinkled old face.

Since Jun Wuhui and the others were here, Long Yan must also be here.

“Elder Zhao, there is no enmity between Jiu Xiao Dynasty and the Zhao Family.

What do you mean by this?”

Jun Wuhui and the others stood in front of Zhao Feng as Jun Wuhui spoke.

“Indeed, there is no enmity between Jiu Xiao Dynasty and the Zhao Family, but Long Yan and the Zhao Family are sworn enemies.

You are with him, so you must die.”

Zhao Feng said coldly, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

Killing Long Yan was a matter of great importance, and the news must not be leaked.

Therefore, killing them all was inevitable.

Hearing this, Jun Wuhui and the others’ faces changed.

Zhao Feng was of the Nine Turned Emperor Realm, and they were no match for him.

Even if they fought desperately, it would be futile.

The faces of the three were filled with a deep solemnity.

“Old dog Zhao, you’re quite confident.

Aren’t you afraid of biting your tongue with such arrogance?”

At this moment, Long Yan’s voice came from the depths of the valley.

Then, two figures walked out from it – Long Yan and Blood Mad Butcher.

“They arrived just in time.”

Seeing this, Jun Wuhui and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

In the blink of an eye, Long Yan and Blood Mad Butcher arrived by the sides of Jun Wuhui and the others.

“Old dog Zhao, your arrival is just in time.”

Long Yan’s gaze landed on Zhao Feng, his mouth slightly upturned.

If Zhao Feng had arrived a little earlier, there might have been some trouble.

But now, Zhao Feng was merely delivering himself to his doom.

“Long Yan, today, you are destined to die.”

Zhao Feng’s gaze was fixed on Long Yan, completely ignoring Blood Mad Butcher.

Long Yan had escaped from the Corpse King’s grasp once, but now, with Zhao Feng personally taking action, not even a Daluo Immortal could save Long Yan.

“You’re really quite confident.

Zhao Wuji sent you to kill me, but it’s like he’s sending you to your death.”

With Blood Mad Butcher fully recovered, killing Zhao Feng would be child’s play.

“Elder Xue, I’ll leave this old dog to you.

Try to catch him alive.

As for this Zhao Family genius, I’ll be the one to send him on his way.”

Long Yan’s gaze fell on Zhao Hao, his tone somewhat playful.

Zhao Wuji only had two spots, and he brought Zhao Feng and Zhao Hao in, clearly training Zhao Hao as the heir of the Zhao Family, while Zhao Feng was there to protect Zhao Hao.

“Hmm.”

Blood Mad Butcher nodded slightly, not taking Zhao Feng seriously at all.

“Do you think I’m easily scared?

Today, none of you will survive.”

In Zhao Feng’s view, Long Yan was bluffing to scare him.

Blood Mad Butcher had a Death Spirit Curse Mark on him, limiting his strength and making him no match for him.

Unfortunately, he miscalculated.

“Zhao Wuji had some strength, but you are just trash.”

Blood Mad Butcher looked at Zhao Feng, full of contempt.

He then shook his momentum and instantly swooped over.

At the same time, he transformed his five fingers into claws, bursting them with energy, and grabbing Zhao Feng’s head.

The overwhelming power swept out, leaving claw marks in the space in front of him.

“Not good.”

At this moment, Zhao Feng’s face changed drastically.

The aura that Blood Mad Butcher released was definitely at the Nine Turned Emperor Realm, much stronger than before.

Could it be that Blood Mad Butcher’s Death Spirit Curse Mark had been removed?

Thinking about this, Zhao Feng felt cold all over, with few people below the Emperor Realm able to threaten Blood Mad Butcher.

Zhao Feng wanted to escape, but it was impossible.

He could only grit his teeth and fight back.

“Bang bang bang…”

Both Zhao Feng and Blood Mad Butcher were at the Nirvana Realm, but Zhao Feng was clearly no match for Blood Mad Butcher.

Since the start of their clash, Zhao Feng found himself suppressed and hanging by a thread.

“Zhao Family’s people, kill every one of them.”

At this time, Long Yan’s gaze fell on Zhao Hao, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Zhao Hao’s body was freezing cold, his face ashen.

Although he had reached the Martial God Ninth Level, he was no match for Long Yan.

“Brother Long Yan, let me do it.”

Just as Long Yan prepared to make his move and kill Zhao Hao, Jun Wuhui stepped forward.

Long Yan thought about it for a moment and then nodded his head.

With Long Yan’s approval, Jun Wuhui’s heart was filled with joy.

Then he struck Zhao Hao with a palm, and an overwhelming power crushed down.

Jun Wuhui was already at the Heart Devouring Realm, not far from the Wind, Fire, Thunder Realm.

Zhao Hao naturally could not be his opponent.

In less than three moves, Zhao Hao was defeated under Jun Wuhui’s palm.

Killing Zhao Hao brought joy to Jun Wuhui’s eyes.

Killing Zhao Hao was a small task, but it held different significance for him.

“No…”

Zhao Feng’s face changed dramatically, his eyes filled with blood, and his voice full of despair.

“Distracting yourself in front of this Seat?

Looking for death.”

Blood Mad Butcher snorted lightly, and then he punched out, slamming heavily onto Zhao Feng’s body.

“Puff.”

Zhao Feng was suddenly knocked flying, vomiting a mouthful of fresh blood, which turned into a blood mist and scattered.

“Die.”

Blood Mad Butcher advanced, a bloody handprint bombing toward Zhao Feng, locking him in with overwhelming power.

“I’ll take you down with me.”

Zhao Feng’s hoarse voice sounded, his face twisted and insane.

At this moment, a wild and violent aura was released from his body, and his momentum soared.

“Self-detonation?

Too late.”

Blood Mad Butcher sneered coldly.

In a blink of an eye, his arm turned into a bloody bone blade, slashing down fiercely.

A terrifying blade light flickered, leaving a bloody line on Zhao Feng’s forehead in an instant.

Zhao Feng’s pupils suddenly enlarged ten-fold, his despairing gaze began to disperse, his aura weakening, and then his body went limp, collapsing onto the ground.

Zhao Family’s Great Elder had died.