4789: C4789 His Face Was Filled with Anger

C4789 His Face Was Filled with Anger

His whole body turned into a black light, and he shot forward.

"Boom!"

The Dragon Scale Blade in his hand collided with the two balls of demonic Qi on the two white bones.

Two deafening explosions sounded.

Chen Shaofeng was forced back more than ten steps, his hands were numb, the web between his thumb and index finger split open, and blood was dripping.

And the two balls of black demonic energy also disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that, Chen Shaofeng could not help but be furious. He continued to rush forward, wanting to kill the two balls of black demonic Qi.

"Humph, boy, you really don't shed tears until you see the coffin!" The old voice sounded out once again.

As soon as he finished speaking, the two balls of demonic Qi in his hands flew out once again, charging towards Chen Shaofeng.

Chen Shaofeng snorted in disdain. He stepped into the void with strength in his feet and quickly flew forward. The Dragon Scale Blade in his hand met the two balls of black demonic energy.

The Dragon Scale Blade and the demonic energy collided.

"Crack, crack!"

Two ear-piercing sounds of breaking came from the Dragon Scale Blade.

Several bloody wounds appeared on his legs, and blood flowed down along the wounds and dripped onto the ground.

The place where the Dragon Scale Blade had broken off was emitting a dazzling light.

"Brat, how is it? How does it feel?" The voice mocked.

"Damn it!" Chen Shaofeng roared angrily in his heart.

He ignored the pain from his wound and waved his arms crazily. He once again brandished the Dragon Scale Blade and slashed it towards the two streams of demonic Qi.

He had already fully circulated the Divine Origin Power in his body. He did not believe that he would be defeated by the attack of this mere demonic Qi. Therefore, he had to do his best in order to have a chance to live.

At this time, his right palm had been injured. Fresh blood was dripping on the ground, and it was quickly absorbed by the soil on the ground.

Chen Shaofeng's figure had already rushed to the middle of the two balls of demonic energy.

He raised the Dragon Scale Blade and fiercely slashed towards the two balls of demonic energy.

He wanted to use the power of the Dragon Scale Blade to destroy these two balls of demonic Qi!

"Bang!"

The Dragon Scale Blade and the two balls of demonic Qi fiercely collided.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Roar!"

...

Immediately following that, there were two clear cracking sounds. The Dragon Scale Blade and the two balls of demonic Qi had died together.

Two extremely tyrannical energy fluctuations swept through the surrounding area.

The Dragon Scale Blade and the two balls of devilish Qi interwove in the air, forming two lifelike golden dragons that let out furious roars.

"Brat, do you think that you can kill this Sacred King with an attack of this level?! You're too nave!"

"This will be the end of you. This Holy King can easily tear you apart and refine your soul into a pill!"

The two ferocious golden dragons let out a sinister voice.

Chen Shaofeng's eyes flashed with ice-cold killing intent. His eyes were tightly shut, and his mind sank into the Cosmos Ring between his brows. He was ready to use the Heavenly Thunder Flame to burn away the two balls of evil demonic energy and turn them into pills!

Not long after, five thumb-sized purple pills appeared between Chen Shaofeng's eyebrows, giving off a dense purple flame.

"Roar!"

Right at this moment, another two huge golden dragons circled in the sky.

They let out even more miserable cries, and their bodies continuously distorted, making them seem extremely terrifying and terrifying.

Their bodies had already completely collapsed, turning into ashes.

"Brat, prepare to die!" The old voice sounded once again, "Your cultivation has only just broken through to the Seventh Level of the Emperor God Realm, and it's only at the initial stage. Even if you have the Dragon Scale Blade, you definitely won't be able to kill this Sacred King!"

After he finished speaking, another two balls of demonic energy condensed into two sinister-looking snakes, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws as they pounced towards Chen Shaofeng.

Cold sweat had already appeared on Chen Shaofeng's forehead.

At this moment, he felt that his entire body was drenched in sweat.

He felt that his Blood Essence was being quickly consumed.

Chen Shaofeng's face revealed a look of despair. He did not know whether or not he could withstand the two balls of demonic energy, but he was not willing to give up just like that!

His mood was somewhat gloomy.

"Brat, it's not too late to admit defeat now!" The old voice continued to sound, carrying a strong threat.

"Humph, don't even think about it!" Chen Shaofeng coldly snorted.

In his heart, he secretly prepared for the final battle.

His body emitted a dazzling silver light, as if a divine light was enveloping his entire body. His feet fiercely stepped on the void, and his body shot out like a cannonball. He waved the Dragon Scale Blade and slashed towards the ball of demonic energy.

"Brat, don't waste your energy!" The old voice continued to sneer and say: "You don't have a chance at all, and you don't have the strength to destroy these two masses of demonic energy!"

Chen Shaofeng ignored his words, waved the Dragon Scale Blade and continued to slash towards the ball of demonic energy.

"Roar!"

The Dragon Scale Blade fiercely collided with the two balls of demonic energy, creating a deafening sound.

Next, the silver light on the Dragon Scale Blade was swallowed by the two balls of demonic Qi.

"Kid, your cultivation is too weak. You are simply unable to contend against this Holy King! This Sacred King only needs to use a little bit of strength to crush you into dust! " The voice proudly said.

If this sentence was heard by an Elder of the Dragon Clan, their jaws would definitely drop in shock.

Wasn't the owner of this voice an avatar of the Demon Emperor?!

"I would like to see how powerful you are!" Chen Shaofeng said coldly.2

"Brat, you are indeed very smart!" The old voice continued, "That's right, I can't use my full strength right now! However, even so, you are still an ant. You will never be able to surpass me!"

Chen Shaofeng's body could not help but tremble, and his eyes were filled with despair.

However, right at this moment, a nine-colored light suddenly flew out from his dantian, and danced around Chen Shaofeng's body.

Immediately after, nine whirlpools appeared above his head, and nine dazzling pillars of light shot into the void.

These nine whirlpools were like nine stars. They continuously rotated in the void, forming a nine-colored storm.

"Roar!"

The pillars of light in the nine vortexes turned into nine pitch-black divine swords that shot out toward the old voice.

"What?! You actually have nine divine artifacts! Just how many secrets are you hiding on your body?!" The old voice was filled with disbelief.

"I don't believe that trash like you can stop me!" The elderly voice spoke again.

The nine pitch-black divine swords carried a sharp aura as they charged toward the old voice.

"Roar!"

At this moment, the old voice let out a furious roar that shook the heavens and the earth. It contained a monstrous amount of hatred.

Die!

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