267: War Emperor Realm!

Threat!

It was a naked threat!

To be blunt, Ao Guang didn't put Su Changqing in his eyes at all.

What could a mere Peak Holy Realm martial artist, even with some talent, amount to?

Among the Dragon Clan, there were at least eighty, if not a hundred, such existences.

Therefore, Su Changqing was nothing in his eyes.

On the contrary, it was Wangcai, who was beside Su Changqing, that made his eyes light up.

Although Wangcai did not display his Bloodline Power, what kind of cultivation did the Dragon King possess? He naturally perceived something.

The Bloodline Power within this Dragon was definitely not beneath his own.

It even... faintly touched the threshold of ancestral reversion.

If that were truly the case, it would be a great thing for the Dragon Clan.

Su Changqing sneered:

"So, there's nothing to discuss, then?"

Ao Guang glanced at him disdainfully:

"Discuss with my Dragon Clan? You are not worthy."

Good.

Very good!

Su Changqing was truly enraged.

The Dragon Clan dared to act like this; they were courting death.

"Since that's the case, then I'll take my leave."

Su Changqing was too lazy to waste words with the other party. Since the Dragon Clan had this attitude, there was no need for negotiation. The worst-case scenario was war.

Since the Dragon Clan wouldn't listen, then he would slaughter them all!

"Wait!"

Ao Guang suddenly spoke.

He pointed at Wangcai:

"You can leave, but you must leave him behind. He is a member of my Dragon Clan and has nothing to do with your Human Race."

Su Changqing's gaze gradually turned cold, and a glint of chill flashed in his eyes.

"I refuse!"

Refuse?

Ao Guang sneered and gave Ao Yuan, who was beside him, a look. The latter immediately understood.

He let out a Dragon roar, then roared as he flew towards Su Changqing.

"How dare you refuse the Dragon King's command? You're courting death!"

Seeing this, Su Changqing sneered. He waved his hand, and the Zhou Tian Twelve Sword Formation appeared beside him.

"Boom!"

Twelve long swords instantly shot towards Ao Yuan.

The terrifying speed tore through space. As if sensing the terror of this Move, Ao Yuan was suddenly startled and tried to dodge Su Changqing's sword, but the Zhou Tian Twelve Sword Formation's speed was too fast; he had nowhere to hide.

"Bang!"

In an instant, the Zhou Tian Twelve Sword Formation landed on Ao Yuan, piercing through him. Innumerable amounts of blood flowed out. His body went limp, and then he completely fell to the ground.

He was dead.

As dead as could be.

"What!?"

"Ao Yuan is dead!"

"Damn it, he actually killed a descendant of my Dragon Clan."

"Outrageous, truly outrageous! Human Race boy, you're courting death!"

"........"

In an instant, countless Dragon Clan Martial Artists were furious and roared.

Especially the Elder of the Silver Dragon Clan. This Ao Yuan was a Prodigy of the Silver Dragon Clan, and it was very likely that he would take his place in the future and become the next Elder of the Silver Dragon Clan. He never expected him to die like this.

Ao Guang narrowed his eyes, and his gaze towards Su Changqing held a bit more seriousness.

He truly hadn't expected this Human Race Martial Artist to actually possess some strength, killing Ao Yuan of the Dragon Clan with a single strike.

But!

This also enraged the Dragon Clan.

"Clan Chief, this person killed a Prodigy of my Silver Dragon Clan. This old man wants to personally take action!"

Ao Shun, the Clan Chief of the Silver Dragon Clan, spoke.

He was at the Peak of the Early Stage Emperor Realm cultivation. Although he was old, he was still an Emperor Realm Dragon Clan, and his strength was unfathomable.

Ao Guang nodded and did not refuse.

Ao Shun roared and charged towards Su Changqing.

When an Emperor Realm Dragon Clan was enraged, the entire sky changed color.

Thunder rumbled, as if heavenly thunder was roaring.

Su Changqing's expression remained unchanged, and he even felt a hint of excitement in his heart.

"An Emperor Realm Dragon Clan, interesting. It's perfect for testing my strength."

Su Changqing's blood surged throughout his body, and his Battle Intent burned, filled with immense excitement.

"Purple Extreme Divine Pupil, open!"

With the enhancement of the Purple Extreme Divine Pupil, he could completely capture the opponent's speed.

"Fist Shatters Star River!"

A single punch, and the star river shattered!

This punch was an Immortal Rank martial art, truly terrifying.

Even when facing an Emperor Realm Expert, it could cause damage.

Ao Shun clearly hadn't expected Su Changqing's punch to have such power, but he quickly adjusted, unleashing a claw that brought down countless hailstones.

"Boom!"

The terrifying punch collided with Ao Shun's attack, erupting with immense power. The aftershocks of the attack caused the Dragon Clan Martial Artists to involuntarily retreat a few steps.

"This Human Race Martial Artist actually possesses such strength?"

Ao Guang, who was observing the battle from the side, naturally noticed Su Changqing's extraordinary nature.

Although he was only at the Peak Holy Realm cultivation, when facing an Emperor Realm Expert, not only did he show no signs of defeat, but he even gave the impression of being evenly matched.

Even though Ao Shun's strength was terrifying, he couldn't take down Su Changqing for a while.

"Rumble!"

Thunder rumbled, and their battle continued.

Su Changqing also held nothing back, unleashing various Moves.

The Eastern Emperor Bell, the Zhou Tian Twelve Sword Formation, the Ninth Grade Green Lotus...

Various Immortal Artifacts also appeared endlessly.

And Ao Shun, from his initial anger, gradually turned to frustration.

That's right, it was frustration.

He originally thought he could take down the opponent in a few Moves, but he never expected Su Changqing to be so terrifying. Not only did he fail to defeat the opponent, but he himself fell into a disadvantage.

He was a dignified Emperor Realm Expert, yet he was at a disadvantage against a mere Holy Realm martial artist.

It was simply a great humiliation.

"Clan Chief, this Human Race Martial Artist is probably not simple. He has many treasures, and even Elder Ao Shun is not his opponent."

Beside Ao Guang, the Elder of the Azure Dragon Clan spoke.

Ao Guang naturally saw it too. He nodded, his gaze towards Su Changqing carrying a hint of curiosity.

But it was only a hint of curiosity.

After all, no matter how Heaven-Defying Su Changqing's strength was, as long as he made a Move, Su Changqing would undoubtedly die.

"No matter, let's wait and see. He is only at the Peak Holy Realm. Activating so many treasures, his True Qi will inevitably not keep up. Defeat is only a matter of time."

An ordinary Holy Realm martial artist, activating such terrifying Moves and treasures, his True Qi simply couldn't keep up.

Therefore, he was not in a hurry.

The Elder of the Azure Dragon Clan beside him nodded.

It had to be said that Ao Guang's words were not wrong.

But unfortunately, Su Changqing was clearly not an ordinary person. He had nine Dantians that circulated endlessly, and even when facing an Emperor Realm Expert, his True Qi quantity might not be inferior.

After one strike, Su Changqing seized the opportunity and sacrificed the Slashing Immortal Flying Knife.

"My precious, please turn around!"

With a single command, the next moment, a flying knife swiftly shot out from the gourd.

Ao Shun's hair immediately stood on end, sensing immense terror.

He quickly rose into the clouds, trying to dodge Su Changqing's attack.

However, the flying knife's speed was too fast, and the power of the Immortal Artifact was even more terrifying.

"Boom!"

The Slashing Immortal Flying Knife landed on Ao Shun.

"Pfft!"

He spat out a mouthful of old blood, and his aura instantly became extremely weak.

One Move, and he severely wounded Ao Shun, who was at the Peak of the Early Stage Emperor Realm.

Such strength instantly caused countless Dragon Clan Martial Artists to turn pale with fright.