4442: C4442 A Sharp Pain

C4442 A Sharp Pain

It was a shocking sight.

"Roar!"

The green-gold tiger and the green-gold silver dragon made a hissing sound at the same time.

Their two attacks collided with the azure-gold axe.

In the blink of an eye, they collided with each other.

The pressure of the two attacks shot out in all directions.

A deafening explosion sounded in the ears of the spectators, causing them to feel a sharp pain in their heads.

Their faces were filled with shock.

Two loud sounds came one after another.

"Arghh...!"

Some of the cultivators couldn't bear the intense pain and started to scream.

Only a small portion of those who were invincible were still standing in the void. Their faces were filled with determination and did not show any signs of backing down.

One breath later, the two massive energy storms disappeared.

Chen Shaofeng's body continued to retreat. His feet left deep black cracks in the ground, causing the ground to shatter. There was an ear-piercing sound of friction, and the sweat on his forehead dripped down.

The Holy King of the Demon Clan was also continuously retreating, and his face was filled with fear.

He didn't expect Chen Shaofeng's strength to be so powerful. With just a single strike, he had injured him.

If Chen Shaofeng had attacked with all his strength, he would have already been killed.

Thinking of this, the Demon Clan's Sacred King couldn't help but feel his heart palpitate.

When Chen Shaofeng saw the condition of the Demon Clan's Holy King, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up into a mocking smile.

"Demon Clan Holy King, is this your strongest combat strength? It's not even worth mentioning. If you still want to defeat me, you have to use all of your strength!"

When the Demon Clan Holy King heard this, the muscles on his face kept twitching. The killing intent in his eyes became even stronger. He was completely furious.

Chen Shaofeng glanced at the Demon Clan's Sacred King, and his body suddenly flashed. He turned into an afterimage and appeared above the Demon Clan's Sacred King's head. He threw a punch at the Sacred King, bringing with it an endless aura of slaughter.

The Demon Clan Sacred King looked at the green-gold axe that was emitting a destructive force in the sky, and a hesitant expression appeared on his face.

"What are you hesitating for? Are you afraid that I will kill you?" Chen Shaofeng looked at him and mocked.

"Humph, if you can really kill me, then please make your move. I want to see what kind of methods you have!" The Devil Race's Holy King snorted coldly when he heard this.

Chen Shaofeng sneered: "Since you are not afraid of death, I will send you on your way!"

"Kill!"

Chen Shaofeng let out a low roar, and the huge axe in his hand suddenly swung out towards the head of the Demon Clan's Holy King.

A shocking sword aura tore through the air and slashed towards the neck of the Demon Clan's Holy King.

The power of this attack was extremely powerful and vast, and the Demon Clan's Sacred King didn't dare to be negligent.

"Heavenly Dragon Transformation!"

A dazzling golden light burst out from his body, and a golden dragon phantom appeared on his body, emitting extremely powerful destructive fluctuations.

His body quickly grew and turned into the body of a golden dragon that was fifteen or sixteen feet long. A golden dragon horn grew on his forehead.

There were three mysterious golden symbols on the dragon horn that intertwined with each other and emitted a dazzling golden light. A destructive power spread out in all directions, tearing apart the surrounding space.

Every scale on his body gave off a golden light as if he was an unparalleled war god.

"Roar!"

Following that, a furious roar was heard.

The golden dragon image clashed with the axe.

"Boom!"

A loud clash sounded.

A ball of dazzling golden light exploded and lit up the entire valley.

The golden dragon image blocked the green-and-gold axe.

The Demon Clan Sacred King's face was filled with malevolence. The power of his Yuan Shen erupted from his body once again, crazily pouring into the huge green-gold axe blade.

The golden dragon instantly let out a sharp cry as if it was struggling.

Streaks of mysterious golden symbols started to move around its body, trying to break through the golden axe.

Roar! Roar! Roar! Another two extremely sharp dragon roars sounded.

Then, there were two more muffled sounds.

The golden dragon and the green-and-gold axe couldn't take it anymore and exploded.

Chen Shaofeng was forced back several kilometers.

Blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and his face was slightly pale.

The strength of the Demon Clan's Sacred King was indeed very strong. He had no choice but to reevaluate this Sacred King.

Chen Shaofeng took a deep breath and swallowed the blood at the corner of his mouth. There was no fear on his face, and golden light surrounded his arms.

"Chen Shaofeng, you are courting death!"

The Demon Clan's Sacred King stared at Chen Shaofeng with his scarlet eyes and shouted coldly. His entire body was emitting a monstrous killing intent.

"Do I have a death wish? Hehe, even if you can kill me today, my brothers can still kill you!" Chen Shaofeng had a confident smile on his face, and his tone was filled with dominance.

"Hahaha... Chen Shaofeng, do you think you can kill me?" The Demon Clan Holy King laughed out loud when he heard this. His voice was filled with disdain.

"I will personally test whether or not I can kill you. Now, I will beat you into a pig's head!" When Chen Shaofeng heard this, a confident smile appeared on his face as he said in an extremely arrogant tone.

"Chen Shaofeng, you are too arrogant!" When the Demon Clan's Sacred King heard this, the killing intent in his eyes became even stronger as he coldly snorted.

With that, his body flashed, and he flew towards Chen Shaofeng. He was prepared to personally kill Chen Shaofeng.

When Chen Shaofeng saw the Demon Clan's Holy King rushing over, the smile on his face became even wider.

In the next instant, his body flashed and turned into a streak of green light. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the Sacred King of the Demon Clan, and the huge battle axe in his hand fell toward his head.0

"Boom!"

A shocking explosion sounded, and a circle of violent hurricanes spread out in all directions like blades. Space was split apart wherever they passed.

The body of the Demon Clan's Sacred King fell straight down from the sky and crashed into the ground, leaving behind a huge crater.

Chen Shaofeng looked at the Holy King of the Demon Clan in the deep pit and laughed out loud. His face was filled with excitement.

The Demon Clan's Holy King's corpse crawled out of the deep pit.

He raised his head and looked at Chen Shaofeng.

He saw that the other party was looking at him with a mocking and disdainful expression.

This kind of expression deeply stimulated the Sacred King of the Demon Clan.

"Chen Shaofeng, go to hell!"

The Demon Clan's Sacred King said angrily. His voice was mixed with powerful demon essence.

When Chen Shaofeng heard this, the ridicule on his face became even stronger. He said, "With just you? You want to stop me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body soared into the sky, turning into a golden light that rushed towards the Holy King of the Demon Clan.

"Chen Shaofeng, I will definitely turn your bones into ashes and scatter it into the wind. You will never be able to reincarnate!" The Demon Clan's Holy King let out a resentful voice. His hands formed a seal, and a dazzling golden light shot out from his body. It was as if a huge sun had risen into the sky.

Chapter 15 - The Death of the Demon Clan

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