Chapter 239: War Saint

In Chu Fengmian's heart, he did underestimate the terror of the saint. He thought that he had made a breakthrough now. With the help of the Monument of Fertility and the power of the killing swordsmanship, he would be able to fight the saint.

But as soon as Saint Chu Heng took action, Chu Fengmian knew that he was wrong. The power of the Saint was definitely not something Chu Fengmian could compete with now.

Chu Fengmian was deeply glad that the person taking action now was Saint Chu Heng, a saint with the first level of divine power. Otherwise, Chu Fengmian would have been killed by Saint Chu Heng in such an instant.

Facing Saint Chu Heng, Chu Fengmian still had a one-tenth chance of escaping.

"Kill!"

Chu Fengmian took advantage of the moment when his power was condensed, and all his spiritual power suddenly burst out, condensing on the sword's edge.

A blood-red sword energy that was hundreds of feet long slashed at the countless waves that were coming.

"boom!!!"

Countless waves were shattered instantly, causing the suppression of Chu Fengmian in this domain to be temporarily lifted.

"What a weird boy. He is naturally strong enough to compete with this saint's domain. It seems that he has to take action himself!"

The old voice sounded again, with a boom, and a terrifying punch suddenly came.

In this field, a fist wind that was a hundred meters long descended from the sky.

Saint Chu Heng finally took action and dealt with Chu Fengmian personally.

The power of a saint, like a violent wind and rain, was pressing towards Chu Fengmian crazily. Before the wind of fist fell, Chu Fengmian was already suppressed by the power and could not escape.

He couldn't even move.

"What a terrifying power. Is this only the first level of divine power?"

Chu Fengmian also knew about the power of the saint from rumors. This time Chu Fengmian actually faced such a terrifying power.

"No, if this continues, I will be killed if this fist wind falls!"

Chu Fengmian thought anxiously in his heart that Chu Fengmian did not want to use the power of the Fertility Monument unless it was absolutely necessary.

Because the power of this Monument of Fertility could not really compete with Saint Chu Heng, he had to wait for this unexpected opportunity.

"Past, present, future!"

In Chu Fengmian's body, three forces burst out at the same time. It was the power of the Three Swords of Time that Chu Fengmian had snatched from Vice Dean Wang's hand.

Now, the power of the three swords over the years has been obtained by Chu Fengmian and integrated into Chu Fengmian's body.

The power of the years merged with Chu Fengmian's swordsmanship and merged into one, turning into three long swords in front of Chu Fengmian.

"The sword of time! Cut!"

Chu Fengmian shouted angrily, and the power of the years condensed and exploded, and he slashed towards the fist wind in the sky.

The Three Swords of Time played by Chu Fengmian were countless times more powerful than the Three Swords of Time played by Vice-President Wang. With one move, it seemed as if he was really going to kill a person's past, present, and future.

This is an extremely terrifying force.

"boom!"

The three swords of time faced the huge fist wind in the air, and an endless roaring sound suddenly erupted under the collision.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

This huge roar resounded continuously in the realm, and the power of the huge fist wind was actually blocked by the Three Swords of Time.

"The power of time? You actually gave that boy Wang Liang the power of time, and integrated it into your swordsmanship!"

Feeling the Three Swords of Time struck by Chu Fengmian, Saint Chu Heng clicked his tongue and said in wonder.

"It seems that your control of the power of time is even better than that of Wang Liang. You must know that he had many adventures before he could control the power of time and condense the sword of time.

"You have accomplished all this in such a short period of time. Your qualifications are indeed terrifying to the extreme. No wonder even Xuan Bei, who is so conceited, accepted you as his disciple."

Sage Chu Heng looked at Chu Fengmian, his eyes staring at Chu Fengmian, his eyes flickering, as if he was thinking about this.

"It is indeed a pity to kill you. With your qualifications, I will set a restriction on you and keep you here. You can help us understand the laws and power in the future!"

The power of time is what saints like them only dream of. Chu Fengmian's qualifications are indeed extremely terrifying.

He wanted to place a restriction on Chu Fengmian, imprison him like a slave, and let Chu Fengmian help them understand the laws and power.

Once a restriction is set, even if you want to die, you will only be able to help Saint Chu Heng understand the rules and power for the rest of his life, which is ten thousand times more painful than death.

Because everything learned from Chu Fengmian will be directly taken away by Saint Chu Heng.

"You want me to surrender? Just dream!"

Chu Fengmian snorted coldly, and the three swords of time gathered together again, and went towards the saint Chu Heng to kill him.

"So what about the power of time? Your level is really too low. You can't even use one ten thousandth of the real power of time. If your strength reaches that of a saint, I will naturally be invincible. But to deal with a little guy like you, Man, it’s still a piece of cake!”

Sage Chu Heng watched Chu Fengmian take action and shook his head, with disdain in his eyes.

"Crush it for me!"

As soon as Saint Chu Heng made a move, he immediately squeezed his palm, and all the three swords of time condensed by Chu Fengmian were shattered.

Saint Chu Heng was right.

Even though Chu Fengmian had countless adventures, and even had the ability to control the power of time, which was the envy of everyone, his realm was still too weak.

Without enough power, no amount of tricks will mean anything.

"Demon Soul Suppressing Seal!"

With one palm, he smashed Chu Fengmian's Three Swords of Time, and Saint Chu Heng even moved his backhand, suppressing it with a huge spiritual power.

Within this spiritual power, there is an extremely sinister force that condenses a restriction, trying to control Chu Fengmian and make him surrender.

"The Demon Realm Soul Suppressing Seal, this kind of evil restriction, is not of much use to me, but the strength of Saint Chu Heng is too powerful, and his spiritual power is enough to suppress me!"

Chu Fengmian analyzed calmly in his mind.

The more dangerous it is, the more calm he has to be. Saint Chu Heng wanted to suppress Chu Fengmian, but instead gave Chu Fengmian a chance.

This Demon Realm Soul Suppressing Seal is a restriction of the Nine Demon City. It is extremely evil. It is restrained by the blood of the ancient war dragon in his body. Chu Fengmian can escape at any time.

What he has to do now is to wait for an opportunity. After escaping, he must directly break through this field so that he can escape.

After all, in this realm, it is a completely different space. In this realm, any escape by Chu Fengmian is meaningless. He must break through the realm.