Shura Martial God

The sun was high in the sky and the weather was clear. The cold winter wind could not block the enthusiasm of the martial artists of Central Women City.    

The altar where the Rong Cheng Family's territory was located was tied up by a middle-aged woman whose aura was not weak. She was Haoying Mingzhu, who had tried to refine the evil medicine.    

A square altar stood around the altar. It was filled with various kinds of sacrifices and blood filled the air.    

Many warriors were either standing or sitting in an open space around the altar. There were Rong Cheng Family members and people from the Domineering Maiden Sect who had come to watch the ceremony.    

"Mr. Chu, I didn't want you to be here as well. "    

Rann Xingling, the chairman of the Profound Arts Master Association, greeted him with a smile.    

Chu Fann, who was in the crowd, turned his head and saw many people from the Profound Arts Master Association coming over. He nodded slightly as a greeting.    

On a platform on the altar, Rong Chengbai was wearing a black and white robe with strange runes drawn on it. His entire body was emitting the majesty of the sky, making people not dare to use any dirty tricks.    

After all, it was impossible to kill all the people of the Haoying Clan. It was highly possible that there were still remnants of the Haoying Clan that came to rescue Haoying Mingzhu.    

Hence, Rong Chengbai purposely suppressed them.    

"Everyone, the Haoying Clan has refined evil medicine that endangers all lives. They have been eradicated by my Rong Cheng Family and the Domineering Maiden Sect. Today, we will hold a sacrificial ceremony to behead the culprit, Haoying Mingzhu, as a warning to others!"    

Rong Cheng's pale voice reverberated in the air above the empty space.    

The voice was overbearing, clean, and full of supreme power. It showed how powerful and unparalleled she was as a pharaoh.    

"Behead!"    

"Decapitation!"    

The female martial practitioners waved their pink fists and shouted in a loud voice. Their voices were endless, each louder than the last.    

On the side of the Domineering Maiden Sect, Suiren Ling was standing in an area, and the one in the lead was Suiren Ling. They were much quieter than before, and they didn't make any statements.    

Thump! Thump! Thump!    

At this moment, a group of drummer dressed in strange clothes quickly ran over. There was a small drum hanging on their necks, and they held a stone in their hands as they continuously drummed it.    

The drum echoed, heavy and deep.    

After the drummer carried out some special etiquette, he immediately left. At the same time, many livestock and male prisoners were pressed up.    

"Offering!"    

Following Rong Chengbai's order, some female martial artists swung their sabers in unison.    

Sizzle sizzle sizzle!    

After the sound of uniformly cutting was heard, pigs, dogs, cows and sheep were beheaded. Their bloody heads were placed on the altar.    

Crack!    

Crack!    

At the same time, a few male prisoners were beheaded and placed their heads on the altar.    

Apart from that, there were also several dozen male prisoners lined up, waiting to be beheaded.    

Their eyes were full of death energy, expressions extremely rigid. The elder had long seen through this, while the young ones were trembling with fear.    

The many female martial practitioners present looked at these decapitated prisoners. They had long gotten used to it, and they lifted the heads of the male prisoners like they were catching chicks.    

An extremely short, yellow-skinned youth walked over, shivering. His eyes were filled with fear and tears.    

"Please, don't kill me. I. . . I was caught trying to steal a chicken. "    

The youth's face was full of fear as he begged.    

However, no one cared what he did, even if it was a trivial matter, he would be sacrificed on the spot.    

Weng!    

A female martial artist raised her saber and was about to chop down at the youth.    

"Stop!"    

A voice rang out. It was not just the female martial artist's actions.    

Everyone looked towards the source of the voice and discovered that it was a young man dressed in red.    

This young man was none other than Chu Fann.    

"Chu Fann, the sacrifice of my motherland is a major event. It is a great crime for you to stop us from using a man's head as a sacrifice. What do you want?"    

Rong Chengbai frowned and said to Chu Fann in a cold voice.    

Using a man's head as a sacrifice. It was a rule set by the pharaohs of the previous motherland. It had been used for hundreds of years, and no one could stop it.    

Chu Fann sighed. In order to speak on behalf of the male warriors, With one sentence, he said loudly, "In this world, men and women should be equal. As far as I know, you girls will easily forgive the crimes you have committed. However, men who have committed crimes will be killed and offered as sacrifices. This is really unfair. Here, I want you to cancel the sacrifice. "    

When these words were spoken, the scene immediately became silent.    

Cancel the sacrifice?    

That was simply impossible!    

Many female martial artists looked at Chu Fann with contempt and disgust. They felt that Chu Fann was simply indulging in a whimsical fantasy.    

Some of the male martial artists even felt disdain towards Chu Fann's opinion, thinking that Chu Fann was delusional.    

Rongcheng Xiaoshu, who was at the side, kept giving Chu Fann a look, telling him not to offend the pharaoh. Unfortunately, Chu Fann did not listen at all.    

The pharaoh represented the authority of the motherland.    

To publicly stop the pharaoh from hosting the sacrificial ceremony in front of everyone, and to even propose to cancel the sacrificial ceremony, it could be said to be extremely arrogant.    

"I am the Pharaoh, I am not someone you can control. Since you are not from my motherland, let's forget about it this time. "Rong Chengbai gave Chu Fann a profound look before he said to the group of female martial artists in the distance, "Continue the sacrifice!"    

Hearing the Pharaoh's decree, The female martial artists once again raised the large saber in their hands.    

"Who dares!"    

Chu Fann took a step forward, and his Desolation Stage aura immediately burst out like a tidal wave in all directions.    

The surging Qi was extremely majestic.    

Rann Xingling was shocked. The one who was closest to Chu Fan quickly reminded kindly, "Mr. Chu, try not to offend the pharaoh. Her strength is the strongest in our motherland. "    

When they were in the Profound Arts Master Association, Chu Fann had saved Rann Xingling. Rann Xingling only reminded him with good intentions.    

"You are not her match. It is not worth it for a few prisoners. "    

Suiren Ling looked at Chu Fann and reminded him with good intentions.    

"It's fine. "    

Chu Fann glanced at the two of them indifferently, then looked at Rong Chengbai.    

In the middle of the altar, Rong Chengbai's eyes met Chu Fann's. He found that this gaze was full of confidence. It was not affected by her majesty at all. It was cold and indestructible.    

Rong Chengbai was slightly startled. He looked at Chu Fan a little higher and found that this Red Robed Youth was somewhat unfathomable.    

But when he thought of the dignity of the pharaoh and that he could not be offended, Rong Chengbai steeled his heart and would not listen to Chu Fann's suggestion.    

"As long as you take three strikes from me, I will issue a decree on the spot to abolish the sacrificial offering of the man's head. If you cannot take it, you will be hunted down by the Pharaoh Society experts!"    

Rong Chengbai narrowed his eyes and finally compromised.    

If Chu Fann really took three of her attacks, then Chu Fann's talent was a terrifying existence, and Rong Chengbai would not offend Chu Fann too much.    

Besides, she didn't know about Chu Fann's background in the Spiritual Fire Domain. If Chu Fann's background was powerful, if he really angered Chu Fann and was surrounded by experts of the Spiritual Fire Domain, the people of the motherland would be in trouble.    

"It's just three moves, it's simple. "    

A trace of arrogance flashed across Chu Fann's face. He stretched out three fingers, full of confidence.