4705: C4705 There Was No Response at All

C4705 There Was No Response at All

The God of Death's body began to expand rapidly in the whirlpool. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a terrifying black demon shadow that was dozens of meters tall. He held two dark long spears in his hands and fiercely stabbed towards Chen Shaofeng.

Wherever the black and red devil shadow passed by, there would be a series of cracking sounds in the air.

Chen Shaofeng looked at the devil shadow that was trying to assassinate him, but there was no fear in his heart.

His face was still as calm as ever.

Seeing this, the anger in the God of Death's heart was ignited to the extreme.

He did not expect that his strongest attack would not have any reaction at all, causing him to feel humiliated.

"Brat, go to hell!" The God of Death's pair of pitch-black eyes were filled with hatred and killing intent.

He fiercely swung his right arm towards Chen Shaofeng, and a ray of black light flashed in the void with a dazzling radiance. With lightning speed, it fiercely struck onto Chen Shaofeng's chest.

"Puchi!"

Like a cannonball, Chen Shaofeng's body flew into the distance, leaving behind two deep bloody holes in his chest.

Blood gushed out from the wounds and splattered on the ground.

"Chen Shaofeng, I would like to see how long you can hold on!" The God of Death said with a sinister expression.

After he finished talking, the God of Death suddenly exerted strength in his legs, and his body fell to the ground like an arrow that had left the bow.

His body heavily smashed into the ground, creating a huge pit.

The God of Death raised his hand and grabbed the Black Flame Sword. Then, he thrust it toward the ground with all his might. A black and sharp beam of light, which was like a huge black sickle, slashed down toward the ground with all his might.

The power of this attack was enough to destroy the entire continent. Even a Supreme Emperor would not be able to withstand it!

The God of Death wanted to kill Chen Shaofeng in one move.

"Roar!"

An earthshaking roar sounded out in the desert of death, spreading to a very far distance.

Chen Shaofeng's body was currently enduring the backlash of the Black Flame Sword Technique. His entire body was emitting black smoke, as if he was burning something.

However, he did not give up. He tightly closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing...

"Buzz, buzz ~"

Time slowly passed. After the time it took for three incense sticks to burn, Chen Shaofeng's breathing returned to normal. The black smoke outside his body disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

"Alright, you can die now, brat!" The God of Death's face revealed a hint of ridicule.

He suddenly pushed his hands towards Chen Shaofeng.

Immediately, a vast and mighty aura of death surged out from his body, transforming into a huge palm. Like a black meteorite that blotted out the sun, it fiercely smashed towards Chen Shaofeng.

Seeing that, Chen Shaofeng's face revealed a hint of determination. He placed the Black Flame Sword horizontally in front of his chest, preparing to forcefully resist the God of Death's attack.

His body was in severe pain from being struck by the black meteorite, but he still endured it and did not move.

"Haha, boy, you will definitely die this time!" Seeing that, the God of Death let out an arrogant laugh, and stomped on the ground with both of his feet.

"Is that so? I don't think so, Death God!" Just then, the corner of Chen Shaofeng's mouth curled into a cold smile.

The black flames in his eyes jumped, and waves of tyrannical Soul Strength were released from his mind, enveloping the meteor in front of him.

Chen Shaofeng stabbed the Black Flame Sword into the ground, and held the Black Flame Sword with both hands. The purple-gold flames on the surface of his body jumped crazily, and waves of extremely tyrannical chaotic true essence energy surged from his body into the sword.

"Kid, this time, I will let you taste the power of my Black Flame Sword. Black Flame Sword's second sword - Black Flame Slash!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the God of Death stabbed the Death God Spear into the ground.

One could only see a black light that was thousands of feet thick coiling around the body of the Death God's Spear, and it condensed into a black long sword that was completely made up of black flames at the tip of the spear.

At this moment, the entire space seemed to be covered by the Death God's Sword, which gave people a feeling of suffocation.

"Blue Flame Slash?" Chen Shaofeng looked at the appearance of the Black Flame Sword, and muttered: "The name of this Death God's Edge is very compatible with this Black Flame Sword!"

After he finished speaking, he did not hesitate to activate the mysterious cultivation technique of the Chaotic Green Lotus: Black Flame Art!

The power of the Black Flame Art increased once again, and it flew out of his dantian. It turned into a black flood dragon, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws as it roared angrily.

There was also a black flood dragon that flew up from his body, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.

The two flood dragons circled around Chen Shaofeng. They had different forms and emitted a kind of soul-stirring pressure.

"Kid, now do you know the might of the Death God's Blade? The next thing you will know is the day of your death!" The God of Death said sinisterly.

As his voice faded, two pitch-black giant flood dragons swooped down from the top of Chen Shaofeng's head at the same time. They carried a power that could topple mountains and overturn the seas as they ruthlessly struck towards him.

Chen Shaofeng formed a seal with both of his hands, and a mysterious black inscription condensed in the center of his palms.

With a shake of his wrist, two huge runes flew out of the Black Flame Inscription and turned into two black warhammers that seemed to be carved out of obsidian. They fiercely smashed towards the black flood dragon above.

"Bam!"

"Bam!"

Two dull sounds rang out in succession.

The black flood dragon and the Black Flame Warhammer fiercely collided with each other, and an eye-grabbing brilliance burst out.

Immediately after that, a monstrous power spread out in all directions like a wave.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

Chen Shaofeng's face was extremely pale, and his entire body was emitting an extremely dense aura of death. Blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and the pupils in his eyes became extremely dim.

However, there was a hint of an evil smile on his face.

The God of Death was not any better either. He spat out a mouthful of Blood Essence, and his body could not help but take a few steps back, his face filled with shock.

His aura of death and Chen Shaofeng's power of death offset each other, and actually neither of them was able to gain the upper hand.

In this battle, although Chen Shaofeng was at a disadvantage, he did not lose. He was still able to fight with the God of Death evenly.

"Damn it, how can my death Qi lose to you? Could it be that you also have the death Qi? Impossible, only the Death God Clan has the Qi of Death. You absolutely can't have the Qi of Death. I don't believe it!" The God of Death said with a gloomy expression, his hands once again forming a few obscure hand seals.

"Swoosh!"

A black ball of light appeared between his brows, and there was a black vortex within it.

There was a pitch-black skull pattern within the whirlpool.

- From [Miggle Reading]1

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