Just when Xueh Wuheng thought he was about to perish under that dense and nurous Sword Qi, suddenly, that familiar huge black vortex appeared once again, erging above their heads, countering the dense Sword Qi that was plumting down!
The black vortex dissipated, but Xueh Wuheng also saw that the black vortex had once again blocked Luo Qingchuan’s attack!
And when Xueh Wuheng turned his head back to look behind him, at this mont, after the young man had blocked the attack with the black vortex again, his face had turned so deathly pale it was almost inhuman.
"Junior Uncle, are you alright?" Xueh Wuheng asked with full concern.
Given their current predicant, he couldn’t help but be concerned about the young man’s situation; at this mont, his own life could be said to be completely in his hands—if he were to be finished, the next person to die would surely be himself!
"It’s nothing! I’m not dead yet!" Shi Feng responded upon hearing Xueh Wuheng’s question.
However, that voice, when heard by Xueh Wuheng, was hoarse and even seed powerless! Hearing that voice and seeing that ghastly pale face, Xueh Wuheng even felt as if he himself were stronger than the other was now.
"Like this, and still nothing’s wrong?" Xueh Wuheng doubted in his heart.
"Ah! Here it cos again!" Just at that mont, Luo Qingchuan in the void launched another attack!
His mind bewildered by the enchantnt, he was like a demon intent only on destroying living beings, not giving up until he had annihilated everyone below; the dense Sword Rain swept up once again!
"Junior Uncle, can you block it?" Watching Luo Qingchuan’s incoming attack, Xueh Wuheng was once again filled with shock; Luo Qingchuan’s attack was even more powerful than before, with an even greater aura of slaughter.
"What do you think!" Shi Feng coldly responded to Xueh Wuheng’s words. Imdiately afterward, Xueh Wuheng saw above his head the black vortex reappeared, the Blood-colored Blaze burnt again, the rolling black fog surged once more, and the phantom of the Blood-colored Battle Armor fluttered again!
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
A series of roars constantly erupted, making Xueh Wuheng’s heart tremble with every roar he heard, and his body also violently shuddered; however, when he saw that black vortex once again vanish from his line of sight, Luo Qingchuan’s Sword Qi, full of a killing aura, also completely disappeared!
Seeing this, Xueh Wuheng’s tensed body gradually began to relax.
"This... he really blocked it again!" Witnessing the young man’s monstrous ability, Xueh Wuheng once again exclaid in his heart.
Instead of saying Master Luo was powerful, it would be more accurate to say this Evil Demon was abnormal; he had already beco so weak, and yet, he managed to block wave after wave of dense, slaughter-filled Sword Qi.
If soone said he wasn’t the Ancestor of the Netherworld’s own blood, who would believe it? Anyway, I wouldn’t believe it!
Xueh Wuheng murmured to himself. Then his gaze fell from the sky, and he slowly turned his head to see that the Evil Demon still stood there, yet his complexion was no different from a sheet of white paper.
How many more waves of attacks can he withstand?! But even if he can block ten more waves of attacks, what good would that do?! Isn’t he still dood to die sooner or later!
"This can’t go on!" Shi Feng said to himself; if this continued, he would eventually be killed by that worthless disciple of his!
In an instant, Shi Feng used his soul to communicate with the Sacred Fla and cried out, "My mind has been bewitched by the Blood Pattern Tribe’s slaughter enchantnt, is there any way to regain consciousness!"
Just as Shi Feng uttered those words to the Sacred Fla, Luo Qingchuan above begun sealing with both hands! "Luo Family’s Ultimate Skill! Divine Sword Destroying World!"
When Shi Feng saw Luo Qingchuan’s handprint, his heart shook! The attack from Luo Qingchuan in front was considered a common attack at the Three-star Martial Emperor Realm, but this ti, the Luo Family’s Ultimate Skill—Divine Sword Destroying World was incomparable to the previous attacks!
"Hmph!" Sacred Fla’s response was just a disdainful snort.
"Speak quickly! We are now one and the sa, if I perish here, you too will accompany in death!" Shi Feng urgently cried out to the Sacred Fla once again.
This ti, the words Shi Feng conveyed with his Soul Power were filled with anxiety, reaching the point of utter desperation!
"Kill him!" It was at this mont that the Sacred Fla coldly said to Shi Feng, "I know you still have reserved strength. With the Big Formation you’ve laid out and the power you draw into that silver sickle in your hand, a suprely powerful strike can indeed slay him!"
"You!" Anger surged in Shi Feng’s heart upon hearing Sacred Fla’s words.
Though Shi Feng appeared weak now, he indeed still had reserved strength! Even with the silver sickle in his left hand, he could slay Luo Qingchuan at the Three-star Martial Emperor Realm!
But how could Shi Feng bear to kill this unworthy disciple!
"If you don’t kill him, you’ll be the one killed! Heh heh!" Sacred Fla laughed coldly.
At this very mont, in the void, a giant sword as massive as a mountain materialized, emitting an overwhelmingly destructive might, as though all life would be obliterated under this colossal blade!
"Is this... is this the Luo Family’s Ultimate Skill, Destructive World Divine Sword? So... so powerful!" Xueh Wuheng’s eyes widened as he looked up into the sky, his voice filled with shock.
Beneath the Destructive World Divine Sword, he felt like nothing more than a lowly ant, unable to even fathom resistance, let alone move a muscle!
"I’ll bet you, a person as ruthless as you, will certainly kill this man! If I lose, then I too shall perish at his hands along with you," Sacred Fla’s voice echoed once more in Shi Feng’s mind!
However, at this mont, Shi Feng no longer paid any attention to him, as he began to draw the Aura of Death from the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses, pouring it crazily into the silver sickle held in his left hand, which devoured the incoming energy like a bottomless pit.
Gradually, the silver sickle in Shi Feng’s hand began to quiver continuously, and a powerful aura surged forth from the sickle!
It was then, under Luo Qingchuan’s control, that the mountain-like Destructive World Divine Sword thunderously crashed down from above!
The will to destroy everything, the Aura of Death, perated the heavens and the earth, causing the air to boil as if it were water on the verge of eruption!
"No! Don’t do it! Master Luo, wake up, Master Luo!" Xueh Wuheng, sensing the destructive might of this realm, shook uncontrollably, forcing all the strength in his body to scream at the sky with all his might!
Hoping his Master Luo would hear his voice and co back to his senses!
And it was at this mont that Shi Feng, holding the violently trembling Death God Scythe in his hands, flung it towards the sky with all his might.
The Death Scythe flew upwards, clashing against the Destructive World Divine Sword, and in an instant, the master and disciple’s suprely powerful attacks rcilessly collided!
"Boom!"
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