Nine Realms Sword Emperor-Chapter 1382 - 1383: Fighting Two Emperors Alone

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Chapter 1382: Chapter 1383: Fighting Two Emperors Alone

"Why is this brat getting closer and closer to the center of the Crimson Flame Ridge?"

Within the Crimson Flame Ridge, the Ancient Emperor of Tongmen and the Ancient Emperor of Yin Lei were pursuing Chu Fengmian, but as they ventured deeper, the scorching Heavenly Fire became increasingly unbearable even for the two of them.

To withstand the Heavenly Fire, they had to constantly consume a large amount of Spiritual Power.

Now they were deeply entrenched, with Chu Fengmian’s figure still ahead of them.

However, looking up now, they could already see Chu Fengmian’s figure.

"Don’t worry about him; his Tunneling Light has slowed down and he can no longer withstand the burning of the Heavenly Fire. Let’s catch up; this person is already at the end of his rope!"

The Ancient Emperor of Yin Lei’s face was grim as he urged his Tunneling Light to give chase.

Falling into the Crimson Flame Ridge was inherently dangerous, but recalling the divine artifact on Chu Fengmian, that scroll of brocade, he decided it was worth the risk.

The Ancient Emperor of Tongmen and the Ancient Emperor of Yin Lei exerted their full strength, their Tunneling Light rushing forth swiftly.

"It’s almost time!"

Chu Fengmian had reached the edge of the center of the Crimson Flame Ridge, where he gradually stopped his Tunneling Light; this was the limit of what he could endure with his Ice and Fire Divine Body.

Going further, Chu Fengmian would also have to expend Spiritual Power to resist the burning of the Heavenly Fire, but this was already enough here.

"You brat, let’s see where you can run now!"

At the moment Chu Fengmian stopped, two figures flew over instantly, precisely the Ancient Emperor of Tongmen and the Ancient Emperor of Yin Lei.

The Ancient Emperor of Yin Lei’s gaze fell on Chu Fengmian, filled with murderous intent.

"You brat, do you think you can escape by coming to the Crimson Flame Ridge? You’ve offended me; even if you run to the ends of the earth, you won’t escape with your life. Let’s see where you can run today!"

The Ancient Emperor of Yin Lei spoke with an icy tone; by now, this place was considered a desperate situation.

Behind Chu Fengmian was the center of the Crimson Flame Ridge, a place even ancient emperors couldn’t enter. A Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor once ventured in and never returned alive.

In his view, Chu Fengmian was already cornered, today there was no escaping death.

"Brother Yin Lei, let’s not waste words with this kid, kill him directly!"

The Ancient Emperor of Tongmen stared at Chu Fengmian, a hint of dread in his eyes.

Obviously, Chu Fengmian’s previous escape from their encirclement had left him wary of Chu Fengmian.

"You brat, you show no respect for your elders, provoking the elder. Today, I, on behalf of the Secret Realm of the Holy Dragon, will clean house!"

The Ancient Emperor of Yin Lei declared with righteous indignation.

"If you commit suicide now, I’ll leave you an intact corpse."

"Oh really? You old bastard, if you kneel and commit suicide now, I might leave you an intact corpse. Do you think, with just the two of you useless ones, you’re my match?"

Chu Fengmian sneered coldly, his eyes full of mockery.

"You little brat, looking for death!"

Boom!

The Ancient Emperor of Yin Lei’s fury exploded upon hearing "old bastard," and in his rage, Spiritual Power surged. In his palm, this Spiritual Power transformed into masses of thunder, and with a single palm, an immense bombardment of thunder aimed directly at Chu Fengmian.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Peals of thunder roared, heaven-shocking and earth-shattering. This palm transformed into a Thunder Ocean, hovering above Chu Fengmian, intending to crush him completely within this Thunder Ocean.

"With this level of strength, you want to kill me?"

Chu Fengmian revealed a trace of disdain at the corner of his mouth, shouting sternly.

"Sword out!"

Whoosh!

The Dual Swords emerged in Chu Fengmian’s hands, and Chu Fengmian pointed the Sword Edge at the Thunder Ocean.

In an instant, Sword Qi exploded forth, thousands of berserk Sword Qi slashed out from the Sword Edge, landing in the Thunder Ocean, shattering it to pieces.

"What? What swordsmanship is this? How can it be so powerful!?"

The Ancient Emperor of Yin Lei was taken aback. Although he had seen Chu Fengmian’s swordsmanship before, it hadn’t been targeted at him.

Only when he faced Chu Fengmian’s swordsmanship personally did he realize how terrifying Chu Fengmian’s swordsmanship truly was.

The palm filled with Spiritual Power he had gathered was mercilessly destroyed by Chu Fengmian!

But the Ancient Emperor of Yin Lei, being an ancient emperor, had experienced countless life-and-death battles and quickly regained his composure.

"Gather the thunder! Form a barrier!"

Countless bolts of thunder began to gather in front of the Ancient Emperor of Yin Lei, intertwining and merging to form a thunder barrier, standing in front.

At the same time, behind Chu Fengmian, a bolt of thunder suddenly gathered and then exploded fiercely.

The Ancient Emperor of Yin Lei’s killing moves came one after another.

But Chu Fengmian seemed as if he already predicted this move, his figure spun, and he struck out with another sword.

The thunder was ruthlessly destroyed under Chu Fengmian’s Sword Edge.

Simultaneously, the thunder barrier shattered under Chu Fengmian’s Sword Qi. The residual power of the Sword Qi struck the Ancient Emperor of Yin Lei, forcing him to retreat, coughing up a large mouthful of blood.

"Aren’t you going to make a move?!"

The Ancient Emperor of Yin Lei shouted angrily.

The Ancient Emperor of Tongmen couldn’t stand by any longer, his figure flickered continuously. In an instant, he approached Chu Fengmian’s side, and with a punch, aimed directly at Chu Fengmian’s chest.

Upon unleashing this punch, countless ancient patterns appeared on the Ancient Emperor of Tongmen’s fist. These ancient patterns seemed to originate from the most ancient of times, even more ancient than the Middle Ages and antiquity.

This punch, as if coming from the Ancient Times, contained an extreme brute force, evidently the ultimate killing move of the Ancient Emperor of Tongmen.

Seeing Chu Fengmian effortlessly wound the Ancient Emperor of Yin Lei severely, the Ancient Emperor of Tongmen quickly realized that Chu Fengmian indeed possessed power comparable to an ancient emperor, making him a formidable foe.

This move of his was intended to be a one-hit kill, giving Chu Fengmian no chance to resist.

"Ancient Emperor of Tongmen, do you think your power is greater than mine? Previously, I merely spared you. Now, I’ll show you what a difference in power truly means!"

Chu Fengmian coldly laughed, and the Divine Sword Jue erupted into action.

The Divine Sword Jue was a heavy sword, a sword of extreme power, and under Chu Fengmian’s Sword Intent, a sword aura suddenly enveloped the Divine Sword Jue.

Subsequently, this sword aura soared step by step, reaching an immense height in an instant, as though the Divine Sword Jue expanded a thousandfold in this moment.

"Destroy!"

Boom!

The power of fist and sword collided in mid-air, and the Ancient Emperor of Tongmen’s eyes widened. He witnessed his punch wind shattering upon this sword aura, his once invincible punch wind was evidently broken.