Boom!
Rumble!
As Ye Feng and the Celestial Venerable clashed, deafening explosions erupted one after another at the scene.
"Damn it! What kind of thod is this? How can he use sothing like that?" Sensing that sothing was off, the Celestial Venerable’s expression grew extrely ugly.
Indeed, under the combined assault of Ye Feng and the Godslaying Sword, the Celestial Venerable felt a certain degree of pressure.
Moreover, he felt the other side was constantly growing stronger, making his pressure mount by the second.
Wasn’t that exactly what was happening?
As the Godslaying Sword’s power rose, if things continued like this, sooner or later he would lose to Ye Feng.
Because as the Sword Spirit of the Godslaying Sword kept attacking the Black Demon, it continuously grew stronger. That was the very factor causing Ye Feng’s strength to keep rising, and at this rate the Celestial Venerable’s pressure would only grow heavier and heavier.
"I’ve been putting my life on the line to cultivate, so why can’t I still beat him? Why? What the hell is this? Is this guy really a monster?" For a mont, the Celestial Venerable was on the verge of going insane.
Thinking of how he had risked his life cultivating these past days, cultivating like a madman, only to end up in such a situation, he felt extrely stifled, as if all his effort had been utterly pointless.
This made his gaze toward Ye Feng turn incomparably resentful.
"No... I can’t lose like this, I absolutely cannot fall into his hands again. I want revenge, I have to avenge my younger brother." With a furious roar, the Celestial Venerable had already beco sowhat deranged.
Under his control, the Black Demon grew more and more violent, its strength rising noticeably.
When this guy really goes all out, he truly is terrifying.
Boom!
Bang, bang, bang!
For a while, under his counterattack, the Godslaying Sword was sent flying again and again, and the crimson Sword Aura Ye Feng slashed out was shattered continuously.
This was the first ti Ye Feng had encountered such a troubleso opponent; this guy’s strength was more terrifying than anyone Ye Feng had faced before.
On top of that, Ye Feng felt this guy probably still had a trump card left. He could beco extrely dangerous, so Ye Feng didn’t dare be the least bit careless.
"This guy—how can this guy be so strong? Where the hell did this monster crawl out from?"
"Are Evil Techniques really that strong? Can soone tell , is our cultivation truly useless? Is all our persistence in cultivation really no match for their atrocities, their crooked and heretical ways?"
"No... it’s not like that. Evil Techniques might have good effects, but they co with a price. In the end, it’s possible even his body won’t belong to him anymore."
"That’s right! Diligent cultivation is the orthodox path. Heretical ways are Demons in the end. Cultivation Techniques that rely on others to enhance your own strength can’t possibly gain the approval of the masses."
"Exactly. Even if I don’t beco strong, I would never harm people, let alone harm so many people."
Seeing the Celestial Venerable’s terrifying strength, so people felt their belief start to waver.
In their eyes, if heretical paths could make you grow strong so quickly, then was their insistence on orthodox cultivation really worth it? That made so of them start to have thoughts of cultivating heretical arts.
Of course, there were still many who despised this, who scoffed at it.
To them, relying on butchering others to grow strong, relying on harming others to increase your power—strength like that wasn’t worth having.
In their hearts, they still admired experts like Ye Feng more, because Ye Feng’s strength ca from his own desperate cultivation. So long as others didn’t provoke him, he would absolutely not harm anyone.
...
On the other side, Ye Feng instantly felt the pressure on him surge.
This Celestial Venerable going berserk really was giving him a headache.
Fortunately, the Sword Spirit of the Godslaying Sword was growing stronger and stronger, able to keep sharing the load with him.
Otherwise, in the face of such endless pressure, Ye Feng might really have collapsed.
"Die!" Seeing the situation improve, the Celestial Venerable wanted to annihilate Ye Feng in one go.
"In your dreams!" Ye Feng snorted coldly and swung his sword with all his might.
This slash was far more domineering than any before it.
At the sa ti, the Godslaying Sword also sensed the pressure and erupted with an even more terrifying might.
Boom!
With a thunderous boom, Ye Feng’s crimson Sword Aura slashed into the Black Demon, shaving off a portion of its power.
Imdiately after, the Godslaying Sword struck again at the exact sa spot.
With that strike, the Godslaying Sword tore open a small gap on the Black Demon’s body.
From that tiny gap, a wisp of black aura seeped out.
As soon as the black aura appeared, the Godslaying Sword devoured it without hesitation.
After swallowing that wisp of black aura, the Sword Spirit of the Godslaying Sword let out a crisp, delighted cheer and beca even stronger.
That’s right—this one bite was more effective than a thousand previous attacks, causing a very noticeable boost in the Sword Spirit’s power.
"Good!" Seeing such a turn of events, Ye Feng cried out excitedly in his heart, then joined up with the Godslaying Sword to unleash an even fiercer assault on the Black Demon before him. He had to carve a chunk of flesh off that thing.
Boom!
With another loud explosion, the Celestial Venerable was shocked to discover that the power of Ye Feng and the Godslaying Sword seed to have risen yet again.
"Damn it! How is this possible?" Feeling this, the Celestial Venerable’s face changed drastically.
At the sa ti, the Godslaying Sword once again tore open a gap in the Black Demon’s body, swallowing another wisp of black aura and making its Sword Spirit even stronger.
"Ahhh! I don’t believe this! How could I possibly lose? I have such terrifying strength!" With a furious roar, the Celestial Venerable went completely mad, unleashing an even more ferocious offensive.
But at this mont, Ye Feng and the Godslaying Sword were no longer the sa as before.
The Godslaying Sword was now stronger. Facing his violent attacks, it could still cope with ease.
At the sa ti, it could keep opening new gaps on the Black Demon’s body, continuously devouring the Black Demon’s blood and making the Sword Spirit ever stronger.
Relying on this strategy, Ye Feng and the Godslaying Sword were cooperating better and better, their power climbing without end.
As a result, the Celestial Venerable and his Black Demon were forced into constant retreat.
"Nice! Boss Dongfang really is badass, he’s actually taken such a huge advantage."
"Haha! That guy relied on his own strength and didn’t put Boss Dongfang in his eyes. He’s done for now, right?"
"Serves you right for mouthing off, serves you right for acting all high and mighty. Let’s see what you can do now—your death is coming."
"Good thing Boss Dongfang is winning. Otherwise, we’d all be dead. When you think about it, it’s Boss Dongfang who saved our lives."
"Exactly. The fact we’re still alive today is all thanks to Boss Dongfang. Otherwise, if we fell into this Demon’s hands, we’d all die, and he’d beco even stronger, harming more and more people."
"Fortunately, Boss Dongfang has gained the upper hand!"
Seeing Ye Feng seize the upper hand once more, all the onlookers let out a sigh of relief.
In their eyes, their crisis was basically over.
Because they knew that once Ye Feng won, he definitely wouldn’t do anything to them.
When that ti ca, they could all leave safely.
But... was the crisis really over?
They were being far too naive...
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