Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 730 - 731: Crushing Three People

Chapter 730: Chapter 731: Crushing Three People

"Beimang Academy, what is that supposed to mean? Within this Returning Ruins World, if we kill you, who would ever know!"

A disciple of the Yan Yang Gate couldn’t help but show a mocking smile as he laughed loudly.

"I didn’t expect the top of the Northern Region’s Hundred Defeats List to be such material. To think that you couldn’t even see through this kind of trap, you’re just an idiot."

Another disciple of the Yan Yang Gate also showed a face full of ridicule as he spoke.

"Kid, don’t blame us, blame your own stupidity for actually believing our words."

"In here, the Ash Valley, it’s one of the deadliest places in the Returning Ruins World. No martial artist would dare venture here. Killing you in this place means no one would ever know."

The last disciple of the Yan Yang Gate spoke directly as well.

"Forget it, stop wasting too much time with this kid. After we kill him, we still have other things to do."

"Kill!"

The three Yan Yang Gate disciples suddenly joined hands to gather a surge of Spiritual Power and aimed a fierce assault at Chu Fengmian.

Within the surrounding valley, numerous prohibitions had already formed into ropes that flew directly toward where Chu Fengmian was.

It seemed this trap had long been prepared, just waiting for Chu Fengmian to fall for it.

"Never thought we’d actually snag a fool. Rest assured, all the opportunities on you, all your wealth, will belong to us!"

One of the Yan Yang Gate disciples laughed as he spoke.

They had originally set a trap in this valley, planning to wait for their prey. Now that Chu Fengmian had stumbled into it, it was like a huge stroke of luck, as if a pie had fallen from the sky.

As they saw Chu Fengmian’s expression remained unchanged, a disciple from the Yan Yang Gate’s eyes revealed a hint of mockery.

"Stop struggling; in our hands, all your struggles are pointless."

"If there’s no one else here, then it’s just right for you all to die as well!"

At the moment those three Yan Yang Gate disciples made their move, Chu Fengmian’s expression changed, suddenly revealing a touch of coldness.

A Dragon Roar erupted from his body, and waves of dragon force swirled around Chu Fengmian.

Each strand of Spiritual Power transformed into the form of a true dragon, making Chu Fengmian appear as though he was the emperor of ten thousand dragons, revered by all.

Chu Fengmian’s aura had changed completely, where could one find the dullness and clumsiness from before? Now, he seemed like a Dragon God who dominated everything.

"Roar!"

Beneath one Dragon Roar, the chains of prohibition nearby Chu Fengmian were shattered.

The chains, set by their joint efforts, were so strong that even the most powerful martial artist, once trapped, would find it hard to escape.

But now, they had been effortlessly shattered by Chu Fengmian’s single Dragon Roar.

"Yan Yang Gate, originally I had no plan to deal with you, but since you’re courting death, I will fulfil your wish!"

Chu Fengmian coldly shouted, and the aura from his body began to rise steadily. Suddenly, from behind him, a dragon shape took form.

With a punch, all the surrounding prohibitions shattered.

Chu Fengmian’s strength swept away all the traps around him, far exceeding what the three of them had anticipated.

"What martial technique is this?"

Upon witnessing Chu Fengmian’s move, especially his explosive power that swept away all the traps around him, the three Yan Yang Gate disciples’ complexions instantly changed. They had thought that Chu Fengmian, once caught in their trap, would surely die.

They had planned to wait for him to fall before dividing up his belongings.

But now, the traps they had painstakingly set had been so easily broken. This level of strength was far beyond what a martial artist of the Life and Death Realm Triple Layer could display.

And Chu Fengmian’s aura had also changed completely from just a moment ago.

"Hidden strength!"

These two words flashed through the minds of all three disciples.

Clearly, Chu Fengmian had seen through their plan and hidden his own strength.

But soon, the gaze of those three disciples returned to the same coldness as before, and they spoke chillingly.

"So what if you hid your strength? Do you really think you, alone, can stand against the three of us? Attack, kill him!"

The three Yan Yang Gate disciples shouted in unison, launching their attacks using their respective techniques.

Three balls of flame suddenly formed out of thin air; this was the Yan Yang Gate’s profound art of flame control.

Each flame ball exhibited a green hue, clearly not ordinary fires as they seemed to contain the essence of heaven and earth, the underground fire from thousands of miles below.

Such underground fire, one of the finest for refining medicine due to its intense heat that can melt anything, also serves as a terrifying means when used against enemies.

Having once been a grandmaster of potion refining, Chu Fengmian naturally understood the terror of this underground fire.

It was said that the Yan Yang Gate’s headquarters, the Flame Domain, was a place where underground fire was abundant. They could gather it and use it against enemies, which was a massive problem for any martial artist of the same realm that got touched by it.

"Leaving Fire World!"

As the three balls of underground fire were conjured into existence, the Yan Yang Gate disciples immediately put them to use.

Transforming into a rain of fire, the three balls of underground fire fell toward Chu Fengmian, engulfing the surrounding valley in a sea of flames.

"You dare use mere underground fire before me?"

As countless underground fires surged toward him, Chu Fengmian suddenly pointed with a finger, and from it emerged a drop of golden blood.

The moment this gold-tinted blood drop appeared, it transformed into a mass of golden Dragon Flames, creating an enormous sea of fire outside.

This sea of underground fire, as it fell into the Dragon Flames, was directly devoured, dissolving into Chu Fengmian’s strength.

This proud technique of the Yan Yang Gate, the art of flame control, was nothing before Chu Fengmian.

"What kind of flame can devour underground fire?"

The three Yan Yang Gate disciples hastened their retreat, as the art of flame control was their strongest asset.

Now, it was effortlessly devoured by Chu Fengmian’s Dragon Flames, depriving them of their greatest trump card.

"Three wastes, thinking to oppose me? Even if I let you scheme, you still couldn’t kill me, only seeking your own deaths!"

Chu Fengmian laughed aloud and with a wave of his hand, the sea of Dragon Flames transformed into an enormous Dragon of Fire, sweeping towards the three Yan Yang Gate disciples.

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