787: C787 death lance

C787 death lance

At this moment, a faint sound came from the bottom of the mountain.

"Ka, ka, ka, ka!"

The sound grew louder and louder.

Shortly after, a giant rift appeared at the bottom of the mountain and charged straight toward the top of the mountain.

Accompanied by a loud boom!

The entire mountain peak exploded.

A figure shot into the sky, piercing through the entire mountain peak!

"Power of the Dark Demon!"

Accompanied by a loud shout, Duan Feng turned into a shadow, devouring all energy. Nothing could stop his attack.

"Kill!" A dark palm print shot straight towards Li Zhetian!

"Destroy!"

Facing this sudden attack, Li Zhetian also shouted loudly. Both palms struck out at the same time, and wave after wave of terrifying destructive energy blasted towards Duan Feng.

In that instant, the two powers fiercely collided.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

Clumps of fire shot up into the sky.

The two figures immediately separated.

In the air, Li Zhetian's expression finally became serious.

On the other hand, Duan Feng, who was standing opposite of Li Zhetian, was filled with fighting spirit.

Not only did the blood of the Three Devils raise his strength up to the Martial Saint Realm, it also allowed Duan Feng to fuse with the three types of power known as the Flame Devil, the Dark Demon, and the Blood Demon!

This, made Duan Feng feel that he was incomparably strong!

After defending against Li Zhetian's powerful technique, a wave of arrogance emerged from Duan Feng's body.

"Kill me?!" I'm afraid you are not qualified! "

"Congratulations, you've thoroughly infuriated me!" Duan Feng's arrogant words caused him to fly into a rage.

He pushed his arm forward and a ray of black light filled the entire sky!

In that instant, the sun and moon lost their luster, and the sky and earth lost their color.

"What kind of power is this?!" Duan Feng's gaze was solemn, and a wave of danger suddenly appeared in his heart.

He could clearly feel that Li Zhetian was going to use his strongest power!

In the next moment, Li Zhetian suddenly raised his head. The boundless light of darkness seemed to have converged into a terrifying spear.

The tip of the spear contained a terrifying killing intent.

The tip of the lance was covered with the shadow of death, causing anyone who saw it to feel their soul tremble.

"Death, transform into the sharpest spear in my hands, and completely destroy the enemy in front of me!"

Accompanying Li Zhetian's words, the death lance in his hand instantly left his hand!

A black light pierced through the sky and quickly arrived in front of Duan Feng.

Wherever the spear passed by, it left behind a path of death.

All substances were eroded by the aura of death.

The vegetation was completely withered.

Rocks crumbled to pieces from this.

The earth collapsed.

Nothing could escape the control of death!

Without a doubt, this was the power that Li Zhetian controlled, the power of death!

Facing Li Zhetian's attack, Duan Feng's eyes revealed a look of despair!

As a practitioner of Martial Saint Realm, before the opponent made their moves, they could calculate countless face-to-face methods, and choose the best countermeasure from the countless responses!

However, facing Li Zhetian's death blow, Duan Feng realized in despair that all of his methods were useless!

First of all, he thought of using the power of the Flame Devil to deal with the power of death.

The power of fire and the power of death was the power of yin and yang.

However, this kind of restraint was mutual.

The destructive power of fire against fire was doubled, and the destructive power of death against fire was also doubled.

In the end, if he wanted to win, it all depended on who had the most endurance and power.

Although Duan Feng who had absorbed the blood of the Three Demons, currently had an incomparably powerful strength, he was still lacking when compared to Li Zhetian who had survived for a whole year.

Therefore, Duan Feng gave up on attacking with the Flame Devil's power.

Then, he thought of a method to attack Dark Demon.

Devour, assimilate!

However, as one of the most extreme powers in the world, the power of death is hard to swallow.

Because, once the power of death was devoured, then the person who used the devouring technique would also receive the backlash from the power of death.

Perhaps, before Duan Feng was able to completely devour the lance of death, the backlash from the power of death was already enough to kill him.

Then if he were to use the Blood Shadow Clone of the Blood Demon and transform into a hundred of thousands, would he be able to dodge the attack of the death lance?!

The answer was also no.

The power of death had a special characteristic of being able to go back.

Even if the clone was killed, the power of death would still be able to find the main body according to the connection between the avatar's power and extermination.

In other words, the power of death was a power that would last until one died. Unless one forcefully withstood it, there was no way to dodge it!

Furthermore, Li Zhetian was just waiting on the side. Once Duan Feng chose to escape, he would definitely not let go of such a great opportunity to chase him down!

A few major plans had all been rejected. Duan Feng had already wasted a lot of precious time.

The lance of death, carrying the aura of death, whistled through the air and descended before Duan Feng.

It was as if this attack was definitely going to kill Duan Feng!

In that split-second, Duan Feng simulated countless of ways to deal with it, but there was still no way to help him escape from the death lance!

It was as if the only thing left to welcome him was defeat!

Shen Xiaoyao and the rest who were watching the battle were also shocked speechless by Li Zhetian's power.

There was no doubt that the power Duan Feng had displayed just now was already extremely powerful.

Having fused with the blood of the Three Demons, his strength had even surpassed most of the practitioners at the early stage of Martial Saint Realm.

But such a powerful Duan Feng, when Li Zhetian was serious, was actually unable to withstand a single blow from him.

Was the Rebirth King, Li Zhetian, really such a terrifying existence?!

Was there really such a huge disparity in strength between the two sides?

Seeing his lance of death about to pierce Duan Feng's heart, Li Zhetian's face revealed a cold smile.

In his view, Duan Feng was already a dead person.

After that, he looked towards Shen Xiaoyao and the others, as if he was a god who wanted to decide the fate of the mortals below.

Li Zhetian pointed to the rest and said, "Your fates will be the same as his, that is, death!"

In that moment, Li Zhetian's gaze locked onto the figures of Shen Xiaoyao and the rest.

"Whooosh."

The spear of death tore through the air as it approached with an incomparable momentum.

"Chen Young Master!" At this time, there was only one last hope for everyone, and that was Chen Yu!

"Retreat!"

In the next moment, Chen Yu moved!

He instantly appeared in front of Duan Feng, Shen Xiaoyao and the rest.

He took a step forward!

"BOOM!"

The thunderous roar resounded in the ears of everyone present!

In the middle of the air, a flaming dragon suddenly crashed into the spear of death!

Duan Feng's flames could not fight against Li Zhetian, but that did not mean Chen Yu's flames could not do it!

The fire instantly ignited the void.

The phantom of the exploding fire dragon seemed to have opened its mouth and swallowed the lance of death with one gulp!

Puff puff puff puff puff!1

After a few muffled sounds, the lance of death that Li Zhetian was destined to kill disappeared in the flames!

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