You Don't Play Fair

Facing the howling "Demon Slaying Sword" descending from the sky, that Foreign Demonic Being did not care in the slightest.

The opponent was merely a Human Race cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm. It did not believe that the other party's sword could hack through the scales covering its body.

This Foreign Great Demon had absolute confidence in its physical body.

Not to mention a Human Race cultivator who had forcibly raised himself to the Deity Transformation Stage—even a Human Race cultivator in the Void Refining Stage might not be able to break through its defenses.

Thus, this Foreign Demonic Being did not even dodge. It simply relied on its physical body to withstand the sword.

"Pfft..."

The ten-odd-zhang-long "Demon Slaying Sword" hacked viciously into the Foreign Demonic Being's shoulder. Its densely packed scales shattered under the sword, and the blade sank deep into its body.

This Demon Slaying Sword was absolutely the nemesis of all Devils. When used against a Devil Race cultivator, its power increased by at least several times.

However, Su Fan also felt as though he had been struck by a heavy hammer. A tremendous force knocked the sword from his grip, sending his entire body flying several li backward.

"Boom..."

The enormous hundred-zhang-long Demonic Body crashed heavily to the ground. He hurriedly sprang back up, his eyes fixed intently on the Foreign Great Demon opposite him.

At that moment, he felt his blood and qi roiling inside him, while his entire arm trembled faintly from the shock.

Su Fan had never imagined that the other party's physical body would be so powerful.

He had poured all his strength into that sword strike. Although it had shattered the armor of the Foreign Demonic Being, it had become lodged in the gap between its bones.

This was