Chapter 925: The Ultimate Power of the Blade Soul! |
Chapter 925: Chapter 307: The Ultimate Power of the Blade Soul!
The True Form Appears!
The True Form Appears!
Seven demon avatars emerged as if they were ancient Demon Gods themselves, with each possessing combat strength that could rank amongst the top of the sacred warriors in the nine human nations!
"How…
How terrifying, to suddenly face so many demon monsters?”
From a distance, Fu Qingsi witnessed the scene in the sky and felt her heart skip a beat.
...
Even from afar, she experienced a trembling of her soul.
If he shows any sign of weakness, I must immediately crush the Message Jade Talisman!”
With nervous hands, Fu Qingsi clutched a jade talisman.
Her task here was to observe the situation and to act in case Su Changkong encountered danger, too late to call the Divine Sword Daoist for help.
Her own strength was weak, and even if Qin Miesheng sensed her presence, he wouldn’t care.
And now, Qin Miesheng had dispatched all seven of his demon avatars from the Chaotic Void’s Demon Nest, giving Su Changkong no chance at all, aiming to crush him to pieces without delay!
"Qin Miesheng’s true body still hasn’t appeared?”
Su Changkong frowned secretly.
He recognized that each of these demon avatars was a ‘ container’ used by Pang Shengwu, while the ‘ true body’ Zhenxiang had not appeared among them.
In fact, Qin Miesheng was very cautious.
Of course, he also believed that dispatching the demon avatars would be enough to kill Su Changkong!
"Qin Miesheng, do you look down on me so much, thinking that such a group of trash could take me down?” Su Changkong looked around at the encircling demon avatars and spoke aloud.
"Arrogant fool!
Let’s see how long you can keep up your tough act!”
Each of the demon avatars sneered.
These demon avatars were not like the entering-saint level Monster Warriors Su Changkong had previously slain; those were merely weaklings forced out by the power of the Demon Nest, the lowest level within the entering-saint tier.
Su Changkong could easily chop them down without too much surprise after reaching saint-level himself.
The current seven demon avatars, however, were each a match for an ordinary entering-saint second-layer heaven.
In Qin Miesheng’s view, Su Changkong would struggle to deal with even one, let alone seven banding together, making his defeat quick and effortless!
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"Monster Swamp!”
Without further ado, the demon avatars acted instantaneously.
One slender, tall male-looking avatar unleashed a Demon Art, casting demonic power that formed invisible ripples, surging forward to cause the void to morph into a swamp.
Across several miles, space twisted, and even a saint-level strongman would find themselves trapped, movement severely hindered.
The seven demon avatars, each possessed unique demon techniques!
"Whoosh!”
The moment Su Changkong was bound, in the void behind him, a burly male avatar appeared out of nowhere.
His hands condensed demonic power into a pitch-black Monster Blade, the manifest Demon Art pulling in the spiritual energy of nature, transforming it into a force of destruction, and slashing at Su Changkong.
Hisss!
With the slash, not only the void perished, but the pitch-black Blade Qi obliterated all in its path.
One demon avatar bound him, while another seized the opportunity to unleash a deadly move; their coordination was impeccable.
Qin Miesheng was determined to eliminate Su Changkong quickly, preventing any unforeseen events!
Facing the burly avatar’s destructive slash, Su Changkong appeared as calm as ever.
The difficulty he had faced against the black-robed old man was only because his aim was to draw out Qin Miesheng, without truly using his killer moves.
Now, Su Changkong’s most lethal technique was not Archery, but his Blade Technique, a Blade Soul honed to the utmost limit!
"Buzzzzz!”
With just a slight intention, the Blade Soul in his Sea of Consciousness, perfectly refined and sharp, covered in a layer of keen golden aura, trembled.
An invisible wave spread out like countless sharp blades severing everything in its path.
The burly man’s body was torn by this wave, with gashes torn across his surface and dark Monster Blood flowing out.
His destructive blade halted for a moment.
"Chop!”
And in that moment, Su Changkong made his move.
His hand had long been on the hilt of the Iron-Cutting Sword at his waist, the nondescript sword resonating with the Blade Soul, tinted with a layer of gold.
With a reverse grip, he drew his sword and slashed.
This slash was neither earth-shattering nor mysteriously complex; just a simple, impregnable strike!
"What?”
The burly man’s hair stood on end as he felt an extreme threat”a deathly premonition.
His own Monster Blade shifted course to meet Su Changkong’s strike, hoping to block it.
However…
"Crack!”
In the crisp sound of breaking, the burly man’s Monster Blade, manifested from demon magic, snapped like a brittle twig.
The golden-bladed edge, unstoppable, passed cleanly through the burly man’s neck.
"Pfft!”
Like slicing tofu, the formidable demon body that could resist general Divine Skills offered no resistance.
A slit appeared on the burly man’s neck, and his head was severed, leaving a fine, slow-to-heal crack in the void!
As Su Changkong decapitated the burly man, the accompanying force of the Blade Soul instantly pierced his brain, shredding his head and Sea of Consciousness into particles.
Inside the head, countless Blade Qi burst forth, blooming like splendid flowers!
"Dead…
Dead?
One of my demon avatars…
Is dead?”