4665: C4665 His Eyes Were Full of Seriousness

C4665 His Eyes Were Full of Seriousness

"Haha... hahaha..." In the air tens of thousands of miles away from them, the laughter of the White-Haired Demonic Blade could be heard: "Junior, if you still have any tricks up your sleeve, just use them. This old man is waiting!"

Chen Shaofeng did not pay any attention to him when he heard this. He stared at him and remembered every single word he said.

He knew that this was the perfect opportunity to kill the White-Haired Demonic Blade.

Chen Shaofeng was dressed in silver armor and held a silver sword in his hand. His entire body was emitting a strong cold aura and killing intent.

"You're about to die, yet you still dare to look at me with such a gaze?" The White-Haired Demonic Blade was getting goosebumps all over.

Chen Shaofeng snorted coldly: "You are only a mere Half-Zhizun Emperor, so what if you are strong? If I wanted to kill you, you would have become a corpse a long time ago. "

"Hehe... Kid, you sure are confident." The White-Haired Demonic Blade sneered: "If that's the case, then let this old man see how powerful you are!"

After saying this, the White-Haired Demonic Blade charged forward with the scimitar in his hand, his speed as fast as a ray of light.

Chen Shaofeng did not hesitate and immediately rushed forward. The silver sword in his hand flashed with a dark light as it collided with the White-Haired Demonic Blade's silver blade, causing dazzling sparks to explode and a deafening metallic sound to ring out.

"Dang ~"

A dull sound of collision was heard from the point of contact between the two weapons.

Chen Shaofeng felt a burst of soreness in his right arm, and with a quick thought, he knew the strength of the White Hair Saber Devil was extremely tyrannical.

"This White Hair Saber Devil is indeed worthy of being the head of the Four Great Saints." Chen Shaofeng sighed in his heart.

He took a deep breath and retreated backwards. The silver sword in his hand continued to swing, displaying an incomparably sharp sword technique.

"Ding dong dong ~"

The silver sword shadows and the silver blade shadows kept on clashing with each other, creating metallic sounds that made people's eardrums hurt.

"You are really hard to deal with!" The White-Haired Demonic Blade slightly frowned, and his eyes were filled with seriousness.

Although the White Hair Saber Devil was a dignified Supreme Emperor, he still felt that Chen Shaofeng, this half-step Supreme Emperor, was troublesome.

With a thought, the scimitar in his hand suddenly slashed forward, creating an earth-shattering sound.

"Crack!"

The silver sword in Chen Shaofeng's hand was easily shattered.

The White-Haired Demonic Blade was overjoyed when he saw this, "You really can't do it anymore. I'll send you on your way today."

As soon as he finished speaking, the White-Haired Demonic Blade rushed forward with his scimitar in hand, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Chen Shaofeng.

He held the scimitar in his hand and fiercely slashed it down towards Young Master Chen, wanting to chop his head into two.

"Junior, prepare to die!"

"Humph!"

Just as the blade's shadow was about to chop down on Chen Shaofeng's head, the corner of Chen Shaofeng's mouth suddenly formed a mocking smile: "Old man, your strength is too weak, far from enough to make me die! "

When the White Hair Dagger Demon heard this, his face revealed an anxious and doubtful expression.

Chen Shaofeng held the long sword at his waist with both hands and swung it down at lightning speed.

"Clang ~"

The clear and melodious sound of a sword suddenly resounded through the clouds, turning into a tempestuous wave that spread out in all directions.

"Puchi ~"

"Ah ~!"

Two screams of pain came out from the mouths of Chen Shaofeng and the White Hair Dagger Demon at the same time.

The two of them could not help but fly backwards, flying in all directions. In the end, they fell onto the ground a few hundred feet away.

Chen Shaofeng's right hand was holding the broken silver sword, and his left hand was holding the broken curved blade. Blood dripped down from his right hand.

His body was still standing on the spot, his face expressionless, but his eyes were filled with endless killing intent.

A thick aura of slaughter emanated from his body. It seemed to have a physical form as it enveloped every single living being within the radius of a hundred feet.

"What a terrifying aura! What a terrifying aura!"

"What kind of frightening battle did this fellow actually experience in order for him to possess such an enormous killing intent?"

... ""

Everyone was intimidated by this terrifying aura and felt terrified, and they couldn't help but feel cowardly in their hearts as they retreated backwards in succession.

"This guy has such terrifying strength. Even a Supreme Emperor isn't his match?"

"That's right. I can feel the killing intent from his body. It's even several times stronger than a Supreme Emperor's!"

... ""

"Little bastard, die!"

Seeing that Chen Shaofeng had actually injured him, the White Hair Dagger Demon roared in anger and rushed towards Chen Shaofeng once again.

Chen Shaofeng snorted coldly as he stomped his feet on the ground. With the help of the rebound force, his figure suddenly disappeared and reappeared a thousand meters away. When he reappeared, he was already a thousand meters away.

Seeing that, the White Hair Dagger Demon sneered in disdain: "Little bastard, you won't be able to escape!"

As he spoke, the White-Haired Demonic Blade also rushed forward, chasing after Chen Shaofeng, wanting to defeat him.

However, he quickly realized that he seemed to have lost track of Chen Shaofeng. It was as if Chen Shaofeng had disappeared into thin air.

"Damn it!"

The White-Haired Demonic Blade cursed in a low voice, his eyes filled with malice: "Brat, let's see where you can run to?"

From a distance, Chen Shaofeng observed the White Hair Dagger Demon and found that this person was very powerful, four realms higher than him. If he were to fight him head-on, he would definitely lose.

After thinking for a moment, he decided to make the first move and capture the White-Haired Demonic Blade. After that, he would think of a way to escape.

His figure suddenly disappeared and appeared behind the White-Haired Demonic Blade.

Hearing the sound of wind breaking coming from behind, the White Hair Dagger Demon couldn't help but be furious when he knew that Chen Shaofeng was going to sneak attack him again.

"Little bastard, you're courting death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the White Hair Dagger Demon's body took a step forward, and the scimitar in his hand once again slashed towards Chen Shaofeng. Its speed was even faster and more rapid than before!

The White-Haired Demonic Blade was using the same old trick. If he wanted to make the first move and capture Chen Shaofeng, he would do it first.

However, this move did not work.1

Chen Shaofeng's wrist shook slightly, and the silver sword in his hand immediately stabbed towards the back of the White-Haired Blade Demon's heart.

"Ah ~!"

Screams were heard as the silver tip of the sword pierced the back of the White-Haired Demon of Knives' heart. Fresh red blood spurted out, soaking the demon's clothes, and the blood dripped to the ground, startling everyone who saw it.

The White-Haired Demonic Blade's face was filled with shock. He did not expect Chen Shaofeng to actually have a concealment technique that allowed him to hide in the void so that he would not be able to find his trace at all.

"Don't make any more pointless struggles. Just obediently surrender!" Chen Shaofeng said indifferently.

"Hmph, don't even think about it!" When the White-Haired Demonic Blade heard this, his eyes were filled with overflowing hatred as he gritted his teeth.

"If that's the case, don't blame me for destroying the flower and killing you!" An evil smile appeared on Chen Shaofeng's face.

"Little bastard, you dare!" When the White-Haired Demonic Blade heard this, his face immediately changed.

"Hahaha ..."

Chen Shaofeng laughed out loud, his fists clenched tightly, emitting a cracking sound of bones.

Chapter 32 - The Death of a Beast

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