The battlefield of Huo Yu and the two Old Dogs, Shi Feng no longer pays attention to for the mont. Holding the Bloodthirsty Thunder Sword, his figure swiftly moves, pursuing the foul Old Ghost Xingnong!
"Hm?" In his escape, Xingnong suddenly senses the figure trailing him and his brows instantly knit. When he discovers it's only Shi Feng pursuing him, his swiftly moving figure abruptly halts in the void, a ferocious expression crossing his face as he turns to look at Shi Feng.
In a harsh voice, he says, "Boy! I know you're no ordinary person! But don't forget, a cornered dog can jump over the wall. If you really push , I don't care what identity or power you have, I'll kill you anyway!"
"Oh, is that so?" Hearing Xingnong's words, Shi Feng sneers disdainfully, his swift-moving figure not stopping as he continues to speed towards Xingnong with intent to kill.
The closer he gets to this foul Old Ghost, the more intense the nauseating stench becos.
"Since you're set on dying, I'll help you! Humph! You're rely a Two-star Demigod Martial Artist, and you dare to act recklessly in front of . Die!"
Seeing Shi Feng's "stubbornness" as he continues his rapid charge, Xingnong's face grows even more ferocious, not only emitting a nauseating stench but also exuding a strong killing intent.
At this mont, Xingnong's right hand fingers clench tightly, as if forming a battle blade, slashing horizontally towards Shi Feng.
An incredibly powerful black blade of light appears, as swift as thunder, rushing to kill Shi Feng.
As Xingnong unleashes this move, Shi Feng imdiately senses the surrounding stench becoming even more unbearable than before, to the point it feels as if he might faint, his mind montarily unstable.
But fortunately, Shi Feng's soul is strong, quickly stabilizing his mind, holding his breath and concentrating, facing the ferociously surging black blade light, his figure continues to move swiftly.
"Huh? He didn't beco disoriented under my stench technique? This boy has so skill!" Watching Shi Feng's figure continue to move, Xingnong lets out a surprised and doubtful sound.
But then Xingnong disdainfully says:
"But even if he's not disoriented, so what? Does he really think he can kill with a Two-star Demigod Realm ability?
Maybe an ordinary Three-star Demigod could fight using his Two-star Demigod Battle Sword and inverse battle technique. But my strike here is my renowned Ultimate Skill, the Three-star Demigod Battle Skill, the Dark Blade!"
The Three-star Demigod Battle Skill, the Dark Blade! On the Wilderness Continent, it is sowhat famous. Xingnong can't even rember how many martial artists have perished under this Dark Blade.
As the dark blade light moves to envelop Shi Feng, his face remains calm, and in his hand, the Bloodthirsty Thunder Sword, glowing with white thunder light, now displays nine dark thunder threads.
These nine dark thunder threads are the power of Nine Thunders Appear, concentrated upon this Bloodthirsty Thunder Sword by Shi Feng.
The already powerful Bloodthirsty Thunder Sword, with the power of Nine Thunders Appear, Shi Feng also activates the Ancient Rune representing Thunderbolt Law. At this mont, an imnsely powerful thunderbolt aura rises on the Bloodthirsty Thunder Sword.
Facing the charging dark blade light, Shi Feng swings his sword.
Under Shi Feng's sword, the dark blade light, the so-called Three-star Demigod Battle Skill, Dark Blade, is instantly slashed into non-existence!
The power of the two is not even on the sa level!
"How can this be!" Xingnong's face, filled with surprise and fright, reveals a disbelief that his ultimate skill, his incredibly powerful strike, was easily vanquished by that young man!
With absolute confidence in his strike,
But that strike was defeated by a martial artist of the Two-star Demigod Realm, a fact Xingnong finds hard to accept.
This event utterly surpasses his martial arts knowledge.
At this mont, Shi Feng's figure continues to approach Xingnong, who feels as though a fierce beast is charging at him, the sense of impending danger growing ever stronger.
"Not good! Run!" At this mont, Xingnong realizes, not daring to linger, and rapidly retreats backward.
"Whoosh!" Xingnong exhales fiercely, making the air ahead foul and oppressive, vaguely forming a grey-black poison mist.
"Damn!" As the foul air sweeps in, Shi Feng curses aloud, hurriedly holding his breath again. Watching Xingnong's figure retreat swiftly, Shi Feng yearns to imdiately kill this disgusting old dog.
"Go!" Shi Feng softly growls. As this soft growl escapes him, the Bloodthirsty Thunder Sword in his hand transforms into a white thunder light, shooting forward with the speed of lightning from his hand.
As the Bloodthirsty Thunder Sword flies forward, "Howl! Howl! Howl! Howl! Howl!" fierce beast roars echo continuously in this world, faintly accompanied by the rumbling of giant thunder.
"Ah!" Staring at the incoming white thunder, sensing its power, Xingnong's eyes widen, his mouth dropping in shock.
At this mont, he realizes why the youth so easily shattered his powerful strike; the reason lies entirely in this Thunderbolt Battle Sword.
Xingnong previously sensed this was a Three-star Demigod Realm battle sword, but at this mont he perceives that this sword is absolutely beyond comparison with an ordinary Three-star Demigod Artifact!
"No!" Watching the Bloodthirsty Thunder Sword transform into white thunder, approaching with overwhelming thunderbolt power and speed to take his life, Xingnong emits an unwilling roar.
At this mont, Xingnong's rapidly retreating figure suddenly shifts, rocketing skyward, attempting to evade the slashing Bloodthirsty Thunder Sword!
However, as Xingnong flies upward, the Bloodthirsty Thunder Sword also ascends, pursuing Xingnong at lightning speed.
With the lightning speed of the Bloodthirsty Thunder Sword, Xingnong soon sees before him a dazzling, violent white thunder light, the Bloodthirsty Thunder Sword already at his front.
The Thunder Sword thrusts forward, straight at Xingnong's throat.
"Ah! No!" Xingnong exerts all his strength, letting out a final, desperate roar, forming his right hand into a blade, slashing down at the incoming Bloodthirsty Thunder Sword.
"Ah!" But imdiately following, a cry of extre pain reverberates through this world.
Under the absolute thunderbolt power of the Bloodthirsty Thunder Sword, Xingnong's ferociously slashing right hand turns to ash in an instant, and the next mont, the Thunder Sword pierces through his throat!
"Uh! Uh! This! This! Uh!" Xingnong's eyes widen, his aged face laden with unwillingness and agony, painful grunts continuously escaping his mouth, streaks of crimson blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.
Subsequently, Xingnong's consciousness is swallowed by boundless darkness, his head abruptly lowering.
One of the Three Great Old Ghosts, inherently foul Xingnong, a Three-star Demigod Realm powerhouse, has fallen!
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