Hei Chuanwu Fled

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Zhang Chongxian's figure flashed continuously among the nine Light-Splitting Sword Shadow, and each swing of the Evil-Breaking Sword brought forth a dark golden Sword-Ray!

It kept slashing at Hei Chuanwu's demonic body.

The Nirvana Sword Intent, like a maggot clinging to bone, invaded Hei Chuanwu's body through the wound, destroying his life force.

"Aaaaah! Damn swordsman!"

You actually possess the Nirvana Sword Intent!

And the Treasure Tool in your hand!

It's not a product of the Xuanqiong Realm at all!

You deserve to die!

Hei Chuanwu let out a painful and furious roar.

He boasted of his powerful demonic body, which was difficult to harm with ordinary Law Treasure, but in front of this Treasure Tool was specifically designed to counter Devil Race, his proud defenses were as fragile as paper.

In just a brief exchange, his body was covered with deep, bone-revealing sword wounds, and black demonic blood splattered across the sky.

"So noisy!"

Zhang Chongxian's expression was serious, and he was not affected by the words.

All he wanted was to kill Hei Chuanwu!

"Hmph! You think you can kill me like this?"

A mad, ruthless glint flashed in Hei Chuanwu's eyes. He suddenly opened his mouth wide and let out a non-human roar.

"The Demon King Descends!"

Boom!

The thousand-foot-tall demonic figure behind him, wielding a black scythe, suddenly solidified, and a terrifying pressure far exceeding the previous ones descended upon him.

The demon's eyes lit up with two crimson lights, as if it had come to life, and it raised the black scythe high in its hand.

With a force capable of tearing the sky apart, it slashed down towards Zhang Chongxian!

This attack sealed off all of Zhang Chongxian's escape routes!

Faced with this devastating attack, Zhang Chongxian remained calm and composed, his expression as still as a deep well.

There was no fear in his eyes, only an intense fighting spirit burning to its fullest extent.

"Good timing!"

He uttered three words softly, and the nine black swords behind him suddenly merged into one.

Instead of dodging, he poured all his Law Power into the Evil-Breaking Sword.

Buzz--!

The Evil-Breaking Sword emitted a clear and melodious sword cry. On its dark golden blade, mysterious runes lit up, and the Nirvana Sword Intent reached its peak!

"Great Expansion Nirvana Sword Art, Second Form!"

"One sword, and you're gone!"

Zhang Chongxian's figure and the long sword in his hand seemed to merge into one, transforming into a dark golden rainbow that pierced through the heavens and earth, meeting the huge black scythe head-on without dodging or avoiding it!

In his eyes, that world-destroying Shen Xu phantom was nothing but a clay chicken and a clay dog!

As a sword cultivator, one should have the ambition to defy the immortals and the heart to forge ahead without hesitation!

Boom--!

The dark golden sword light and the pitch-black giant scythe collided violently in mid-air!

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a moment of utter Dead Silence.

Immediately afterwards, a visible circular shockwave spread wildly in all directions from the point of impact!

The blood-red clouds in the sky were instantly cleared away, and a thick layer of the hard, millennia-old Xuanbing on the Ice Plain below was scraped away!

Countless allied forces of humans and demons, along with Blood Servant, who were engaged in fierce combat, were thrown back by the aftershock. Those with slightly weaker strength were directly shocked, bleeding from all seven orifices and dying on the spot!

"Puff!"

Hei Chuanwu was struck dumb, spitting out a mouthful of black blood!

The thousand-foot-tall demonic shadow behind it let out a mournful howl of resentment, shattering inch by inch and dissipating into a sky full of black mist.

His hand holding the trident was trembling violently, his thumb and forefinger were already cracked, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Impossible... You... How could you possibly break my Demon King Descends!"

We're both at the Nascent Soul Late Stage, how come you're so strong!

You have a big secret!

Haha, you have a big secret!

Hei Chuanwu laughed wildly, showing no fear in his eyes.

Opposite him, the dark golden sword light dissipated, and Zhang Chongxian's figure reappeared.

His face was slightly pale, but his eyes shone even brighter, like the most dazzling stars in the night sky.

"Demons are ultimately Evil Dao."

Zhang Chongxian spoke calmly, took a step forward, and was already in front of Hei Chuanwu. He raised the Evil-Breaking Sword again, the tip pointing directly at Hei Chuanwu's brow.

This time, the sword was enveloped in a pure and utterly Annihilation power.

Looking at the seemingly ordinary yet murderous intent sword tip, Hei Chuanwu's Devil Qi froze.

He could smell death emanating from that sword.

A death that would truly annihilate him, both body and soul!

"Hehe!

You can't kill me!

A resolute madness flashed in Hei Chuanwu's eyes.

He slapped his chest hard and spat out another mouthful of pure, natal demonic blood.

"Blood-Escaping Demon Shadow Art!"

The demonic blood did not dissipate in the air, but quickly condensed into a blood-red figure identical to Hei Chuanwu, which met Zhang Chongxian's sword.

Meanwhile, Hei Chuanwu's true form transformed into a blurry black light in an instant, disregarding even his five demonic puppets, and fled towards the horizon at an unimaginable speed!

A voice filled with endless resentment echoed in the air:

"Zhang Chongxian! I, Hei Chuanwu, will remember this humiliation!"

When my Devil Cultivation Method are fully mastered, I will surely turn your entire Xuanxiao Zhang Clan into a blood feast!!

Haha, I'll never let you continue growing!

Just wait!

Laugh!

Zhang Chongxian pierced the blood-red figure with a single sword strike. The Blood Shadow let out a sharp shriek and vanished into nothingness.

He raised his head, gazing in the direction where the black object had disappeared, his eyes icy.

Hei Chuanwu used a secret technique that burned his very essence, and his speed had already exceeded the Nascent Soul stage.

He... can't catch up!

A huge hidden danger has been let go.

Well.

With a sigh, Zhang Chongxian charged toward the other five Nascent Soul demonic puppets with his sword.

Go to support Hua Shisan.

The Azure Lion, who was not far away, saw that Zhang Chongxian had actually defeated Hei Chuanwu single-handedly, and his pupils shrank.

During their last meeting, he believed he had overestimated Zhang Chongxian.

But now it seems that we still underestimated it.

As expected of a man who emerged from Desperate Land and obtained a great fortuitous opportunity, his strength is probably even stronger than that of an average Nascent Soul Peak.

How the hell are we supposed to incite Beast Tide like this?

How can we possibly destroy the Zhang Family?

Even if the Zhang Family were truly wiped out, what price would the Azure Nether Mountain Range and the Purple Cloud Mountain Range have to pay?

Is it still possible to resist the Demon Calamity?

Can they still withstand the Sea Demon's attack?

The Azure Lion was lost in thought, but his attacks did not cease.

Below.

Without Hei Chuanwu's supply of Devil Qi, the strength of these five-headed demonic puppets and tens of thousands of Blood Servant was significantly weakened.

Even their offensive weakened somewhat.

In an instant, the morale of the allied forces of humans and demons soared, and they charged towards the Blood Oath before them.