Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 173 - 174: Death of the Flood Dragon (1st Update) (Please Favorite, Tip, and Recommend)

Chapter 173: Chapter 174: Death of the Flood Dragon (1st Update) (Please Favorite, Tip, and Recommend)

They waited until the two auras had gradually moved away before Chu Fengmian finally stood up and, along with Han Yueli, chased after them.

The strength of those two figures was not something that the Wind God Sect could match.

Even though Chu Fengmian was extremely confident in the Emperor Xi’s Divine Concealment Technique, he did not dare to underestimate them, only pursuing after the two had left.

The speed at which the dragon fled was not fast, seemingly because its strength was drained from injuries, unable to escape.

But Chu Fengmian knew in his heart that all of it was just the dragon’s pretense.

With the strength the dragon still possessed, it was capable of fighting to the death against the four members of the Wind God Sect.

The dragon had fled into a cave and dashed inside in an instant.

"Brother Feng, this must be the dragon’s lair."

"Chase after it, the dragon doesn’t have much strength left, let’s chase and kill it, all the treasures on it will be ours!"

Feng Heyue roared and directly chased into the cave, followed immediately by the other three members of the Wind God Sect.

"Shall we chase after them too?"

Han Yueli, standing nearby, asked softly.

"No need."

Chu Fengmian watched the cave entrance as he spoke.

A massive surge of Spiritual Power was already emanating from within the cave.

Following that, a huge blaze burst forth.

"Damn, this dragon is actually playing tricks!"

Feng Heyue was the first to rush out of the cave.

His clothes were singed, clearly having not anticipated that the dragon would feign weakness and then ambush.

The moment they entered the cave, flames suddenly erupted, filling the entire space.

The dragon’s intelligence was no less than that of a human; its lair was already full of countless traps.

As soon as the four members of the Wind God Sect entered, all the traps were suddenly activated.

They swiftly forced the four men to retreat; if not for the dragon being severely injured, they might have all perished by now.

Along with Feng Heyue, one other disciple from the Wind God Sect managed to escape.

The other two, however, were clearly trapped by the dragon inside the cave.

"Brother Feng, save me!"

A scream came from inside the cave, clearly from the two who were trapped.

"Brother Feng, what should we do? How can we save them?"

Seeing the other two had not emerged, the Wind God Sect disciple said anxiously.

"This way, those two are going to die at the hands of the dragon."

"I know!"

Feng Heyue said, his eyes revealing a hint of chill.

"Even with my strength, I might not be a match for the dragon in this cave today, it’s dangerous for us to try to save them now."

"Let those two die, their deaths might also deplete some of the dragon’s strength."

Feng Heyue spoke with a hint of coldness.

The meaning behind his words was clear, he would not rescue them.

The lives of those two Wind God Sect disciples were none of his concern.

"But Brother Feng, if we return to the sect and this matter is discovered, both of us will be punished by the sect."

The Wind God Sect disciple hesitated.

"They are all disciples of our Wind God Sect, fellow disciples indeed."

"So what? The ones who killed them weren’t us, it was that Jiaolong."

Feng Heyue looked toward the other Wind God Sect disciple with a hint of cold murderous intent in his words.

"This matter is only known by you and me, if it gets out and the sect finds out, I won’t spare you!"

"Moreover, with those two guys dead, the treasures on that Jiaolong, except for its dragon core, I don’t want any of it; it’s all yours, ensuring you can advance to the Sovereign Wind Realm."

The Wind God Sect disciple originally wanted to say something.

But after hearing these words, he found himself unable to speak.

Indeed, if the other two Wind God Sect disciples died, that Jiaolong would belong to him alone, such hesitation also made the disciple hold his tongue.

"This Feng Heyue is indeed ruthless."

Hearing Feng Heyue’s words, Chu Fengmian muttered to himself.

If Feng Heyue had acted and entered the cave, he actually had a chance to rescue the other two Wind God Sect disciples.

But doing so would also possibly give the Jiaolong a chance to catch its breath, preventing them from slaying it today.

In choosing between slaying the Jiaolong and rescuing the two disciples, Feng Heyue chose the former.

For a martial artist, his own interests are indeed the most important; in this, there was no doubt.

However, for Feng Heyue to obtain the dragon core might also be an impossible task.

A sneer appeared in Chu Fengmian’s eyes.

The two martial artists accompanying them, both in the fifth layer of the Sovereign Wind Realm, were clearly not here just to spectate.

"The Jiaolong, it’s coming out!"

Boom!

With a burst of flames, the Jiaolong suddenly shot out of the cave.

In the mouth of the Jiaolong, one could see traces of blood, evidently the two Wind God Sect disciples had just perished within its jaws.

"Kill it!"

Feng Heyue saw the Jiaolong act and made the first move.

The Jiaolong had just made its last counterattack, and now it truly didn’t have much strength left.

Chu Fengmian felt that the Jiaolong’s strength was rapidly depleting; it likely only had about the strength of the first layer of the Sovereign Wind Realm left by now.

Far inferior to Feng Heyue.

"Wind God Seven Slashes!"

Feng Heyue roared and sent out seven consecutive Wind Blades.

The moment these seven Wind Blades were unleashed, the Jiaolong sensed them.

But with its heavily injured body, dodging was simply impossible.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

All seven Wind Blades slashed onto the body of the Jiaolong, severely exacerbating its already critical injuries.

"This Jiaolong won’t last long; attack now!"

Feng Heyue roared, the other Wind God Sect disciple also continuously unleashed several Wind Blades.

After spending several minutes, the massive Jiaolong, hundred zhang in length, fell to the ground with a mournful cry.

Above the Jiaolong’s head, a glow shone through the flesh and blood.

"Dragon Core!"

Feng Heyue was overjoyed; the glow was indeed from the dragon core.

The Wind God Sect disciple beside him was also extremely excited, acquiring the body of this Jiaolong was enough to let him break through to the Sovereign Wind Realm.

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