Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 241 Want to save Jian Chenxin? That's at a different price!
The moment the crimson sword energy soared into the sky, the Seven Kill Giant Sword, transformed from Sword Douluo Chen Xin, suddenly trembled violently.

The sword beam that stretched across the heavens and earth suddenly emitted a violent hum the moment the Asura Demon Sword appeared, as if it had encountered its natural nemesis and seemed to be afraid...

Before him stood Yu Xiaolie, riding a Holy Dragon of Light and wielding a blood-red greatsword. The terrifying aura of slaughter emanating from him made even this peerless expert, who had dedicated his life to the way of the sword, feel a chill run down his spine.

"Ninth Soul Skill - Divine and Demonic Slash!" Jian Chenxin hurriedly activated his soul ring, attempting to strike first.

He had lived for over a hundred years and had never seen anything that made the Seven Kill Sword feel fear.

What's even more terrifying is that three blood-red, 100,000-year soul rings are attached to the blood-red demonic sword in Yu Xiaolie's hand, slowly rotating.

"Look! Three more 100,000-year soul rings!"

The crowd gasped in surprise once again.

The first dragon cub martial soul had three 100,000-year spirit rings, which was fine, but the second martial soul that Yu Xiaolie revealed, although it only had three spirit rings, were all spirit rings of 100,000 years or more!
A 100,000-year soul ring grants two soul skills.

Therefore, Yu Xiaolie's second martial soul also directly possessed six soul skills!

At this moment, Yu Xiaolie was seen driving the giant dragon to swoop down, the Asura Demon Sword in his hand exuding an aura of power.

Dark red blood mist swirled around the sword, and the wails of countless wronged souls could be faintly heard.

Immediately, a cold smile appeared on his lips, and the first red soul ring of the Asura Demon Sword beneath his feet lit up.

"First Soul Skill - Blood Slaughter Slash!"

There were no fancy moves, just a simple horizontal slash.

But the moment that sword was swung, the world changed color.

A blood-red sword aura, spanning a hundred meters, tore through the sky, swallowing even the light in its path.

Before the sword energy even arrived, the terrifying killing intent had already shattered all of Sword Douluo's ninth soul skill. The moment the blood-red sword energy collided with the Seven Kill Sword, a sickening metallic twisting sound echoed throughout the world.

"Such powerful sword intent! How can you comprehend such a powerful sword intent at such a young age?!"

Chen Xin's voice emanated from the sword, trembling with disbelief.

The ultimate swordsmanship he had pursued throughout his life was now completely suppressed by a purer killing intent.

Little did he know that when Yu Xiaolie was undergoing the Asura God Trial at the end of Hell Road, he had killed nearly a hundred people with the Asura Demon Sword. Unlike other sword cultivators, Yu Xiaolie's sword intent was forged through killing.

The sword heart it forged is in no way inferior to the sword dust heart.

At this moment, Yu Xiaolie suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Amidst the puzzled gazes of the crowd, the Holy Dragon of Light suddenly let out a deafening roar, and the golden light around its body turned pitch black.

The long, slender dragon body transformed into a ferocious demonic shadow, its golden eyes turning into scarlet vertical pupils, and the originally sacred aura of light was instantly replaced by violent dark energy.

When the dragon's wings spread out, they scattered specks of black flame, which burned sizzling holes in the granite upon landing.

"It's changed again?!"

"This time it's the dark attribute!"

Exclamations came and went.

Even the well-informed Ning Fengzhi was stunned, and the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in his hand paused for a moment.

The Dragon Cub Martial Soul's ability to switch forms, coupled with the title of Twin Martial Souls, is already astonishing enough. But now, the Dragon Cub Martial Soul is changing its attributes once again, which has completely overturned the common sense of the Soul Master world!

"Twin Sacred Dragons?" Jian Chenxin was shocked. He suddenly remembered the ancient records: when the ancient Dragon Emperor split, he differentiated into multiple attributes. Could it be that the Sacred Dragon Martial Soul under Yu Xiaolie's crotch was a descendant of the Dragon Emperor?!
Riding the Black Nether Holy Dragon, Yu Xiaolie swooped down toward the Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul True Body. He swung his sword again in mid-air, this time without using a Soul Ring, relying on his extremely pure killing intent!

At the same time, the Black Nether Dragon opened its massive maw, filled with fangs, and spewed out a waterfall of corrosive dragon breath.

The dragon's breath spiraled in the air, coiling around the sword intent of the Asura Demon Sword. The blood-red sword intent of the Asura Demon Sword mingled with the dragon's breath, and the two merged into one, heading straight for the Seven Kill Sword.

You should know that the Black Nether Holy Dragon, like Yu Xiaolie, went through a frenzied massacre in the City of Slaughter and possesses the power of the God of Slaughter Domain!

When both are activated together, the resulting power is terrifying.

"Is this... the true way of the sword?" Chen Xin murmured to himself, his face ashen and his eyes filled with confusion.

He had diligently cultivated his swordsmanship for a hundred years, believing he had reached the pinnacle, but today's sword strike showed him a completely new realm.

But we can't just sit here and wait to die.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to One!" Jian Chenxin bit his tongue and forcefully activated all his soul power. Tens of thousands of sword energies emerged from the void, merging with the Sword Douluo's sword heart and becoming one.

Zheng——!
Amidst the flying debris, the two sword intents collided in mid-air. In an instant, the world fell silent, leaving only the blinding light.

After a long while, when the light faded, everyone gasped in shock.

The tip of the Seven Kill Sword in the air began to rust, seemingly being corroded by killing intent!

The sword was covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

"puff--!"

Jian Chenxin could no longer hold on. With a muffled groan, his Martial Soul True Body state dissipated. Most fatally, the Asura Sword Qi had invaded his heart meridian, completely shattering the sword heart he had painstakingly forged over a hundred years.

He tried to summon his martial spirit, but found that the Seven Kill Sword, which he used to wield with ease, was now emitting mournful cries in his spiritual sea.

His imposing presence quickly faded, and his once upright figure became hunched over, as if he had aged fifty years in an instant.

However, the Black Nether Dragon didn't care about any of that. With a sweep of its tail, it sent the distraught Jian Chenxin flying.

This once-powerful Sword Douluo traced an arc in the air like a rag doll before beginning to fall.

"Uncle Jian!"

Ning Fengzhi shouted hoarsely as he ran weakly on the ground, trying to catch Jian Chenxin.

The disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School desperately unleashed their soul skills, but when they hit the dragon scales, not even a spark was ignited.

With a flap of its wings, the Black Nether Holy Dragon caught up with the falling Jian Chenxin, opened its abyss-like maw, and a terrifying suction force formed a vortex that swallowed him whole!
Gollum~
The whole place was dead silent.

Sword Douluo was also swallowed whole?!
Ning Fengzhi's legs went weak, and he knelt down on the ground.

The usually composed and calm sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was now ashen-faced, as if his soul had been ripped out.

"Do not……"

He reached out his hand, trembling, as if trying to grasp something.

"Your Majesty, Dragon God, we surrender! I promise you! I'll send someone to deliver the Distraction Control Technique right away, please release Uncle Sword and Uncle Bone!"

Ning Fengzhi finally realized he was afraid and pleaded bitterly with a sorrowful voice.

Soon, Yu Xiaolie leaped off the back of the Black Nether Sacred Dragon and landed calmly in front of Ning Fengzhi.

He looked down at the once arrogant sect leader, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Sect Leader Ning, the Distraction Control Technique was the condition yesterday; today, it comes at a different price."

Yu Xiaolie's voice was icy cold, "Now I need to focus on the control technique, plus one billion gold soul coins. I'll give you three days, otherwise..."

He paused, and the Black Nether Holy Dragon let out a deafening roar, its mouth faintly revealing the figure of Jian Chenxin about to be digested.

"Ten...ten billion?!" Ning Fengzhi was struck dumb, and collapsed to the ground.

Ten billion gold soul coins wouldn't be enough, even if they took out all the liquid assets of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. They would have to sell off so many assets...

This is going to bankrupt the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!
However, the Seven Treasures Sect cannot do without Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo. If the sect wants to develop in the long term or make a comeback, it cannot do without the two of them.

"you……"

Ning Fengzhi's lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

His prized wisdom was utterly useless in the face of overwhelming power.

The Black Nether Dragon roared again, its terrifying dragon might sweeping across the entire area.

The disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School were already terrified. They could no longer maintain their formation and were routed, flying backwards one after another.

Two disciples with higher cultivation levels struggled to their feet despite their injuries and cautiously helped Ning Fengzhi up.

"Sect Master, let's... let's go back first..." a disciple said, his voice trembling with tears.

Ning Fengzhi was helped up blankly, his eyes vacant.

He glanced at Yu Xiaolie one last time, his lips twitched a few times, but he ultimately said nothing, and staggered away.

Only after the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School members disappeared from sight did Blue Tyrant Academy erupt in thunderous cheers.

Teachers and students poured out from all corners and surrounded Yu Xiaolie.

"so amazing!"

"Dragon God Teacher is invincible!"

Cheers erupted one after another, and some excited students even cried.

Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan squeezed to the front, their eyes filled with admiration.

"Master!" Yu Tianheng shouted excitedly, "That move you just made was so cool! Can you teach me?"

Yu Xiaolie smiled and shook his head. The Black Nether Holy Dragon had already transformed back into its dragon cub form and was yawning while perched on his shoulder.

He looked around at the excited faces and said loudly, "Everyone, disperse. Those who need to attend class should attend class, and those who need to cultivate should cultivate."

The crowd reluctantly dispersed, but the excited chatter lingered for a long time.

This battle today is destined to be recorded in the annals of the Soul Master world.

(End of this chapter)