"That brat is trying to get into Grand Emperor Rich-Lush's mausoleum!"
"No! We have to stop him! He has the Rich-Lush Stele. If he gets it, it'll be a big problem for us! "
Chu Ning and Cheng Tiankong exchanged a few words, then both of them roared at the same time.
Burning their quintessence-blood, they shot forward at twice the speed they had before.
Chu Ning and Cheng Tiankong had no intention of letting Chu Feng Mian go. As the distance between them gradually increased,
Unexpectedly, they were burning their own quintessence-blood to increase their power. It was a life and death struggle.
Clearly, they were determined to kill Chu Fengmian.
The hatred between Chu Fengmian, Chu Ning, and Cheng Tiankong was irreconcilable, and there was no way to resolve it.
Chu Fengmian's latent talent was terrifying to the extreme. He was only in the Body Tempering Realm, yet he had such terrifying power.
If they allowed him to get into Grand Emperor Rich-Lush's mausoleum, he would definitely become a big problem for them.
No matter what, he had to kill Chu Fengmian today.
Chu Ning and Cheng Tiankong were burning their quintessence-blood, and their spiritual power was close to the peak of the Wind-Control Realm.
In just a few moments, they had caught up to Chu Fengmian.
"I can't believe they're going to chase me to death! Dammit! If I can survive this calamity, I will definitely kill the two of them! I'll destroy the Family Chu and the Cheng Clan! "
Chu Fengmian roared, his heart filled with the desire to kill.
Even though he had already pushed the Spiritual Energy of the Dragon Core to the limit and wanted to escape, Chu Ning and Cheng Tiankong's figures behind him were gradually catching up.
They were getting closer and closer, and in the blink of an eye, they would catch up.
"Stop running, brat. The more you run, the closer you'll be to death!"
Cheng Tiankong laughed coldly, then blurred into motion to appear in front of Chu Fengmian.
"Freeze!"
Cheng Tiankong said, waving the Heaven-Sealing God Chart in his hand. In the blink of an eye, several barriers appeared around Chu Fengmian, trapping him.
"Heaven-Sealing God Chart, freeze!"
Cheng Tiankong held the Divine Map in his hand and snorted coldly. An incomparably powerful spatial force pressed down on Chu Fengmian.
Under the restraint of this spatial energy, Chu Fengmian couldn't even move. Every move he made was under great pressure.
"Kid, hand over the Boundless Lush Stele. There's no need to struggle anymore!"
Cheng Tiankong looked at Chu Fengmian and said coldly.
He knew that Chu Fengmian had the Rich-Lush Stele, but he had no idea where he had hidden it.
"In your dreams!"
Chu Fengmian said coldly.
There was no way he would hand over the Richly Lush Stele. Even if Chu Fengmian were to die today, he would never willingly hand it over.
Even if he were to die, he would not let his enemy have their way.
"Brother Cheng, why are you wasting your time with this brat? Let's kill him and refine his soul. Everything he has will be ours!"
Chu Meng also caught up, his face revealing a hint of viciousness.
"I'm also interested in his swordsmanship. After killing him, I'll extract his soul and burn it with Yin flames every day. He'll eventually spill the beans!"
"Alright!"
Cheng Tiankong didn't waste any more words. He glanced coldly at Chu Fengmian.
"I'll give you one last chance. Hand over the Rich-Lush Stele, and I'll let you die a quick death …"
"If you want to kill me, then come!"
Chu Fengmian roared before Cheng Tiankong could finish.
He had already pushed the power of the Battle Dragon Technique to the limit. Five drops of the Primordial Battle Dragon's blood essence were burning.
Chu Fengmian's eyes were as red as blood, and his aura was like that of a battle dragon.
"This Chu Fengmian is truly a monstrous genius. He possesses the strength of a dragon with the body of a human. His draconic aura is even stronger than that of the serpent dragon."
Cheng Tiankong looked at Chu Fengmian and muttered to himself.
Even the Zhi Lingtian of the past could not achieve such a terrifying level of strength.
"Unfortunately, he's a threat to both our clans. Today, we must kill him!"
Chu Meng said coldly.
As an enemy, an enemy with terrifying aptitude like Chu Fengmian must be killed.
If Chu Fengmian wasn't killed today, there would be endless trouble in the future!
"Die!"
Chu Meng moved his feet and approached Chu Fengmian. His whole body was like a raging bull, ramming over.
"Boom!"
Chu Meng condensed all of his strength in this collision.
One of his fingers was cut off by Chu Fengmian. Now, he was extremely weak. Therefore, he chose to use the strength of his whole body to kill Chu Fengmian.
At the same time, Cheng Tiankong had also made his move. The Divine Map of Sealing Heaven condensed in his hand.
Suddenly, the pressure on Chu Fengmian increased tenfold, or even a hundredfold.
Suddenly, Chu Fengmian's whole body was covered, making him unable to move.
Cheng Tiankong and Chu Meng were both the true core disciples of Wusheng Academy. The two of them together could even fight against Ling Tian.
Under the pressure of these two forces, Chu Fengmian's body was about to be torn apart.
"So what if you're a peerless genius? If you're not strong enough, you'll still die today! "
Chu Meng roared angrily. The strength of his whole body had been pushed to the limit.
Under the wind of his fist, Chu Fengmian's chest was smashed open. If it weren't for the power of the Battle Dragon Art.
The current Chu Fengmian would have been killed by the punch just now.
"Your aptitude is indeed unprecedented, but you made a mistake, which is to provoke our Cheng family, Family Chu!"
"The power of a family is not something you can contend against alone. Today, your death is already destined!"
Cheng Tiankong looked at Chu Fengmian and said coldly.
"Cheng family? Family Chu? If I, Chu Fengmian, don't die today, the two of you, your families! I, Chu Fengmian, will kill all of you, not leaving a single one alive! "
Chu Fengmian's voice was squeezed out from between his teeth. His body was enduring the impact of the Dragon Pellet's spiritual energy and Chu Meng's fist wind at the same time.
Almost every time he opened his mouth, he spat out a large mouthful of blood.
"I'm afraid you won't have the chance!"
Chu Meng roared angrily. The spiritual energy in his body had already gathered on his fist, and he suddenly punched out.
"Azure Tyrant Fist!"
The terrifying fist wind carried endless power as it smashed towards Chu Fengmian's body.
"This kid is dead for sure!"
Cheng Tiankong looked at Chu Meng's fist and shook his head.
Under such circumstances, it was impossible for Chu Fengmian to have any means to block Chu Meng's fist.
"Boom!!!"
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