As the first booming sounds rang out in the distance, the two confronting sides finally engaged in a great battle.
“Is that the Blade God’s blade?”
Even from such a distance, the supreme sharpness and dominance was frightening, and Kong Hangkong could not help but shake his head straight, “Old Kong, I still need to work hard.”
His blade could shatter the space of the universe, but his own family knew his own affairs, the reason why he could shatter space was mainly due to the sharpness of the Shattering Huan Blade, when it came to his own blade dao, he still could not reach this level.
“Is he not coming, Youtian?” Old Man Time Life looked at Kong Hangkong, who was dressed in a serious and mysterious manner, but whose own aura was extremely unreliable, and asked.
“Hiya, what are you talking about, Changing Heaven?” Kong Hangkong laughed playfully, “I’m the Phantom Sky.”
“Forget it, if you say so.” Elder Time Life waved his hand.
Since the Shadow King wanted to find a double, let him be. Although Kong Hangkong was somewhat unreliable, he still had an advantage over the Shadow King. That was that he could go into battle at any time, and could be said to be an extremely convenient battle force.
“Ha, Crazy Luo has appeared again. Old Kong I’ll go and play with him.”
The two Tong Shen had already exchanged blows, and as soon as Kong Hangkong saw Luo Feng appear on the opposite side, he immediately ran to catch up with him.
“Boom…”
The overflowing true qi caused the air to be filled with a sweet and greasy aura, blowing below, and those who smelt it all bled to death from their seven orifices, before their bodies quickly turned into a puddle of dirty blood.
This is the poisonous technique of Lin Lingshan, the master of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.
The Ten Thousand Poison Sect was the pinnacle of the Poison Dao, and Lin Lingshan was the pinnacle of the Poison Dao.
Luo Feng silently used his true qi to expel the air around him and said coldly, “Can a mere poison hurt a king of the Underworld?”
“Then don’t exhaust the air.”
Amidst the playful laughter, a fire-inducing figure appeared in Luo Feng’s eyes.
“Kong, hanging, empty.” Luo Feng looked at this enemy who hated to die by a thousand cuts and said in one word.
“Yo, Crazy Luo,” Kong Hangkong waved his hand, “Old Kong, I’m looking for you to fight again.”
The battle intent in his eyes was unprecedentedly strong, feeling the sharpness of the Blade God, Kong Hangkong also had a rare desire to fight someone at full strength in order to progress.
“Sect Master Lin, I’ll leave Luo Feng to me. No problem, right?”
“Please.” Lin Lingshan said in a kindly manner.
There were too many enemy Tong Shen and they were all experts, so the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and the Lin Family alone could not hold them off for long. Lin Lingshan couldn’t wait for someone to fight this tricky enemy of Luo Feng.
”Jiu Tian, only a fake You Tian has come, why haven’t the rest of them come?”
Lin Lingshan was a little anxious. If the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and the Lin Clan were to fight any longer, it would be a great loss.
“Sect Master Lin.”
Nangong Knuckles came marching through the air with a sword in his hand, the Sinister Mirror Ye Tu reflecting Lin Lin Shan’s figure, and a stream of sword Qi came out of thin air, cutting through Lin Lin Shan’s vital points.
“You can’t stop us.”
The light of the blade seemed to be able to penetrate the human heart, clearly a simple trajectory, but it made Lin Linshan feel that this blade filled every corner of his body, from the inside out, wanting to break through his body.
“Ten Thousand Poisons Immortal Body.”
Lin Linshan shouted in a deep voice, his entire body’s skin turning green as his body rose three inches higher, suppressing the blade intent within his body. At the same time, with his palms upwards, the flying astral energy swirled around the chopping blade like a spiritual snake, and the multicoloured poisonous mist caused the sinful mirror to become dusty and difficult to clear.
“Kara–”
Like a rotting rag, the sword qi was twisted by Lin Linshan’s hands and shattered into nothing.
“Good,” Nangong Knuckles praised, “you are the first person to use poisonous techniques to corrode my sinful mirror’s sword qi, Master Lin. Nine Heavens, you are truly extraordinary. Take another slash from me–”
“Soul-Severing Locking Prison.”
The sinful mirror Yetu shone again, this time, not on the body, but on the god.
Lin Linshan only felt that this slash was somewhere between tangible and intangible, the slash energy was tangible, but the light of the slash went straight to the soul, cutting off the soul and the spirit.
“Poof…”
The sword qi had not yet landed on the real thing, but the sword light had already struck Lin Linshan’s original spirit, causing him to spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.
This slash completely ignored the Ten Thousand Poison Immortal Body, and Lin Lingshan was directly traumatised by his momentary indiscretion.
At that moment, a loud explosion appeared in the sky, and a giant of at least two and a half metres stomped across the sky with an explosion of qi, his thick arm stretching lightly, stopping Dongfang Hanzhang and Nangong Ling with one hand.
“What a mess, Sect Master Lin.” The giant man let out a deafening laugh, and his huge fist struck Nangong Ling’s sword heavily, the powerful force causing Nangong Ling to retreat three steps in a row, his sword trembling in his hand.
Another fist clashed with Dongfang Hanzhang’s fist, a powerful clash of ice and fire true qi. Dongfang Hanzhang’s fist spilled blood, and the giant’s fist shook away the ice and fire.
A powerful physique, unstoppable in its distance, the crowd was shocked by the first strike.
“pattering -”
Following the giant’s arrival, the sky began to rain, thin strands of rain falling to the ground with an unsettling bright red, and the chaotic murderous aura caused the two sides below to lose their senses completely, tending towards madness.
Luo Feng shook off Kong Hangkong with his halberd, looking at the gradually growing rain of blood, a cold aura flashed in his eyes behind his faceplate, “It’s him.”
How could Luo Feng forget this familiar rain of blood that had previously wiped out 30,000 elite soldiers of the Divine Martial Army?
“Ooooooooooo ——”
The soldier souls on the Ten Thousand Souls Battle Armor poked out their soul shadows in unison, letting out howls full of hatred and resentment, struggling hard to seek revenge on that body-killing enemy.
“Clattering ——”
In the rain of blood that turned into a downpour, the God of Death, who reaped lives, carried the sword of the most evil, bringing endless killings.
“Kill-”
“I want you to die -”
“Die die die die ——”
The shouts of insanity were incessant, as both sides of the fight had lost all sense of reason, and were intent on killing every living thing around them.
“Boy, this brother’s appearance is too frightening!” Kong hung in the air and patted his chest strangely.
“Hidden Mirror Man!”
Luo Feng’s body was wrapped in blue flames as he charged in to kill. The soldier souls on the battle armour let out an unprecedented cry of rage, even to the extent that there were soldier souls moving on the halberd, they wanted revenge, they wanted that dark gold figure to pay in blood.
“Ghost God Prison!”
The dark green field allowed the soldier souls to finally detach themselves from the Ten Thousand Souls Battle Armour, and countless skeletons of burning turquoise flames came forward, charging forward with Luo Feng in a single bound.
“The dead under the blade, how dare you come and make a scene!”
Qing Yu snorted, and the Great Evil King raised a fierce and evil aura.
He could kill the living, much less would he fear these dead souls. If it wasn’t for the fact that he didn’t want to use the Heavenly Demon God Slaughter Method in this capacity, these dead souls wouldn’t even have the chance to make a scene.
“The Seventh Tribulation-Thunder of the Nine Heavens moves.”
The evil Qi that swelled in an instant caused the sky to roll with angry thunder, and a great thunderstorm that was wild and without waves, was generated from the void in an instant and came blasting in.
