Nine Realms Sword Emperor -
Chapter 530 - 531: The Seven Great Sects? So What! (4th Update)
Chapter 530: Chapter 531: The Seven Great Sects? So What! (4th Update)
The more ancient dragon blood Chu Fengmian condensed in his body, the more powerful the dragon martial arts he displayed became.
By the time Chu Fengmian had condensed all 129,600 drops of ancient dragon blood,
the dragon martial arts Chu Fengmian used would be no different from those of a real ancient battle dragon.
A massive War Dragon’s Claw descended from the sky, causing the three from Ancient Desolate Sect to change their expressions dramatically as they desperately mobilized countless powers to resist the strike of the War Dragon’s Claw.
"Boom!"
With one swipe, the three of them, despite exerting their full strength, were left reeling with surging blood.
How powerful was the ancient battle dragon’s force? Feared it could shatter mountains with a single claw.
Although Chu Fengmian couldn’t achieve this yet, his Battle Dragon Technique was already somewhat accomplished, and was far beyond the power the three could contend with.
"How could this be? These three wanted to save Rong Bei but were sent flying directly by him?"
"To fight against three and still gain the upper hand! These aren’t ordinary people; they are disciples of the Ancient Desolate Sect! Are my eyes deceiving me?"
At this moment, numerous Martial Artists from the northern regions could hardly believe the scene they were witnessing.
First, Wang Zhi was killed by a palm strike from Chu Fengmian, then Rong Bei was continuously forced back under Chu Fengmian’s Sword Edge.
And now, even with the three from the Ancient Desolate Sect working together, they were directly blown away by Chu Fengmian’s War Dragon’s Claw.
Many even thought they were dreaming. Was all this really possible by a Martial Artist at the fourth level of Divine Power?
To bring a Martial Artist at the fourth level of Life and Death Realm might not even achieve this.
"With our strength as three, to be blown away directly, how could his power be so formidable?"
One of the disciples from Ancient Desolate Sect was sent flying with a slap, his body shaking and his face full of shock.
They were, after all, disciples of the Ancient Desolate Sect; coming to the northern region, they barely regarded anyone here in high regard.
In their eyes, even the widely known geniuses of the northern regions were just mediocre, even trash, mere ants.
If Wang Zhi’s and Rong Bei’s failures could still be referred to as a fluke before,
now, that the three of them were blown away by Chu Fengmian, it clearly couldn’t be explained by coincidence anymore.
A disciple from the Ancient Desolate Sect shouted loudly.
"At any cost, we must save Rong Bei. Wang Zhi is already dead, and if Rong Bei dies, we will all face the sect’s punishment!"
Every disciple of Ancient Desolate Sect was an elite. The death of Wang Zhi, who possessed a unique bloodline, was already significant, but if Rong Bei also died, it would be a major issue.
The three looked at each other, nodded simultaneously, and a torrential aura suddenly burst forth.
"Ancient Desolate Path!"
Under this overwhelming aura, an immense path was condensed, in front of which it seemed like everything in heaven and earth would be suppressed.
"Young man, I’m giving you a chance now, let Rong Bei go, and we can spare your life, only to suppress you and bring you back to our sect for judgment!"
A disciple from Ancient Desolate Sect stood on the Ancient Desolate Path, looked down at Chu Fengmian from his elevated position, and spoke condescendingly.
"This is your last chance, stop being delusional. No matter how strong you are, daring to oppose the seven great sects only leads you down a path of death."
"What are you? What are the seven great sects! Only a path of death? Today, Chu just wants to see who will really die!"
The murderous intent in Chu Fengmian’s eyes intensified.
To threaten Chu Fengmian with the seven great sects was simply touching his greatest taboo.
He had always harbored bone-deep hatred for the seven major sects, and now these three were using the sects to pressure Chu Fengmian, essentially touching the reverse scale in his heart.
"All of you, die! None of you shall leave here alive today!"
Chu Fengmian roared, his mind stirring, and the power of Sword Edge swelled, directly sweeping across these countless forces, compressing the last bit of space available to Rong Bei.
"Ah! I am a member of the seven major sects! I am a disciple of the Ancient Desolate Sect, whoever dares to kill me, the Ancient Desolate Sect will surely exterminate you forever!"
Rong Bei screamed at Chu Fengmian.
But his threat only hastened his own demise.
"Die!"
Chu Fengmian sneered.
The Sword Edge in Chu Fengmian’s hand slowly descended, eliminating the last bit of space Rong Bei had to dodge.
His body shattered piece by piece, leaving behind only screams echoing continuously in the secret room.
"He killed him!"
"He really killed him!"
Rong Bei’s screams were a sight as the countless people present looked at Chu Fengmian as if seeing a true madman.
To publicly execute two disciples of the Ancient Desolate Sect, only a madman could do such a thing.
Even if deemed a madman, upon hearing the names of the seven major sects and the Ancient Desolate Sect, one would hesitate, fearful of making a move.
Even the devil of the Earth Fiend Sect, upon hearing the names of the seven major sects, could only silently flatter and treat them as esteemed guests.
Such behemoths as the seven major sects, rooted in the Nine Domains for tens of thousands of years, possessed immense power that perhaps no one could shake.
Any force, any mighty one, even those who operated alone, had to show respect to the seven major sects.
Yet now, under the threat of these three from the Ancient Desolate Sect, Chu Fengmian was still unhesitant, directly executing Rong Bei.
This action showed he had never considered the seven major sects, let alone the Ancient Desolate Sect, as significant.
Arrogant and pompous could no longer describe the current Chu Fengmian.
Only two words could describe Chu Fengmian: insane, a madness akin to that of a madman.
"Damn it!"
The three from the Ancient Desolate Sect, hearing Rong Bei’s screams, felt anger about to erupt from their faces.
"Little beast, well done, daring to kill a disciple of our Ancient Desolate Sect, disrespecting our Ancient Desolate Sect’s authority, not considering us worth your attention."
"Little beast, brace yourself for the relentless pursuit of our Ancient Desolate Sect! No, the united wrath of all seven major sects! What awaits you is the endless pursuit of all seven major sects!"
A disciple of the Ancient Desolate Sect shouted angrily at Chu Fengmian.
"So what if you are a disciple of Beimang Academy? Beimang Academy cannot protect you! No matter where you flee, even to the ends of the earth, you will die!"
"Let’s go!"
Saying this, the disciple from the Ancient Desolate Sect turned, prepared to leave, flicking his sleeve.
"Wait, did I say you could leave?"
A cold voice suddenly rang out.
With a wave of Chu Fengmian’s large hand, numerous barriers sealed off the entire space of the secret room completely.
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