3143: C3143 Wail

C3143 Wail

2The golden light continued to spread through the area, destroying the ground inch by inch. Massive craters began to spread out in all directions.

"Ahhh! It hurts so much!"

At that moment, heart-wrenching wails could be heard coming from the crater. A figure was lying in the huge pit, twitching continuously. All the bones in his body had been shattered. It was as if he had been struck by a sharp hammer, causing him to moan in pain.

This was Xue Linfeng. Xue Hongliang was struggling in the huge pit, his body trembling non-stop. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and his face was filled with pain.

He no longer had that arrogant attitude from before.

"Hahaha, what an arrogant and arrogant brat! You actually dared to kill the young master of the Xue Ye Clan. I think you won't be able to escape even if you have wings. You're dead for sure today!!! "Xue Hongliang twisted his face in agony as he spoke in a hoarse voice. His voice was filled with anger. You... Xue Hongliang's face twisted in pain as he spoke in a hoarse voice. His tone was filled with intense hatred, as if a ferocious beast was roaring.

"Is that so? You ants, if you want to keep me here, you have to ask me first. I agree! "Chen Shaofeng said disdainfully.

"You are courting death, kid. Do you think you are still the same kid as before? "Xue Hongliang smiled coldly and said disdainfully.

With that, he produced a golden Jade Chip and crushed it. Instantly, a miserable shriek could be heard.

A blood-red ray of light shot out from his golden jade slip, turning into a bloody skull that quickly attacked Chen Shaofeng.

In the mouth of the skull... And a row of extremely sharp teeth... It looked like a sharp dagger.

The skull emitted a strong evil aura, and its blood-red eyes flickered with a soul-stirring crimson glow.

The skull also gave off a terrifying pressure that made people feel suffocated. It was a supreme Spirit Weapon.

It was a high-grade immortal artifact. It was the top immortal weapon of the Xue Ye Clan, the Demonic Blood Saber!

The Demonic Blood Saber was personally refined by a grand ancestor of the Xue Ling Clan. It was his accompanying immortal weapon.

At this moment, he had taken out this immortal weapon to deal with Chen Shaofeng.

Chen Shaofeng looked at the Demonic Blood Saber. There was no fear on his face. He raised his right hand and punched out.

A dazzling light of chaotic vital essence was emitted from Chen Shaofeng's body. The light condensed on his fist like a sun. It was dazzling and dazzling like the sun, giving people an endless sense of oppression.

Chen Shaofeng's fist was like a falling star as it smashed towards the skull of the Blood Demon Blade. It collided with the skull, and a dazzling light burst out.

"Bang, bang!"

Two consecutive loud sounds were heard as Chen Shaofeng's fist and the skull of the Blood Demon Blade collided.

Then, the light on the skull of the Blood Demon Blade dimmed a lot, like a dried up oil lamp emitting a dark yellow light. Cracks could be seen on the surface of the skull. An endless evil aura was being emitted from the skull.

"Grug, grug, grug! ......"

Then, the sound of sharp blades cutting into flesh could be heard. Those cracks quickly spread in all directions, and very quickly, the entire Blood Devil was wrapped within them.

Then, those cracks spread towards the Blood Devil, and in the blink of an eye, it completely covered the Blood Devil, turning it into a dried corpse.

Chen Shaofeng's punch was like a towering mountain, smashing fiercely at Xue Hongliang.

Xue Hongliang, who was under the huge pit, couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw this scene. His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief. How could this be? This is impossible!

Xue Hongliang's eyes were filled with despair, unwillingness, and anger. He had never dreamt that this young man in front of him would be so powerful. He had punched the Blood Demon, shattering it into pieces, making it impossible for him to resist at all.

Chen Shaofeng's killing intent intensified when he saw Xue Hongliang's expression. This bastard deserved to die.

This guy was still as arrogant and arrogant as before, but now, he was in such a sorry state. It was truly satisfying.

However, Chen Shaofeng didn't attack immediately. He knew that this was the ultimate treasure of the Xue Ling Family. Once it was damaged, xue Hongliang would surely launch a frenzied counterattack. He had to lure the experts of the Xue Ling Family away.

Xue Hongliang struggled more and more violently under the huge pit.

Inside his body, an extremely strong black fog emerged.

The black fog turned into a ferocious and terrifying ghost that flew towards the wreckage of the Blood Demon Blade. It wanted to occupy the wreckage and turn it into its own body, thus allowing its cultivation to rise to a certain level.

This ghost was surprisingly Xue Hongliang's Yuan Shen clone.

This was his second Yuan Shen clone, which was formed by a wisp of Soul Strength.

"Roar!"

This Yuan Shen clone let out a deafening roar. It roared furiously at Chen Shaofeng and lunged at him, wanting to take over the remains of the Blood Devil Saber.

An extremely powerful chaotic True Yuan energy emerged from Chen Shaofeng's body, turning into a sea of chaotic True Yuan that rushed at Xue Hongliang's Yuan Shen clone. It collided violently with the Yuan Shen clone, creating a world-shaking sound.

"Awoo ~"

Xue Hongliang's Yuan Shen clone let out a miserable cry and let out a wail as if it had suffered a fatal injury. It let out a painful howl and its body started to shake violently.

At that moment, Chen Shaofeng's chaotic True Yuan energy wrapped around his Yuan Shen clone like a dragon and drilled into his forehead.

"Ah! Spare me! Please, don't kill me! I can promise you anything you want! "Xue Hongliang's Yuan Shen clone pleaded with Chen Shaofeng.

His tone was filled with panic. He had never thought that this Chen Shaofeng would have such powerful strength. He had just shattered the Blood Demon Blade with a single punch, causing him to feel panic and fear in his heart.

Chen Shaofeng ignored Xue Hongliang's pleas for mercy. His Yuan Shen clone had already been devoured by the chaotic True Yuan into the depths of his glabella.

The mysterious whirlpool between his brows was absorbing Xue Hongliang's soul and the old man's Yuan Shen clone, allowing his Yuan Shen energy to grow rapidly.

At this moment, Chen Shaofeng's Qi began to increase exponentially, and the surrounding air started to change direction.

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