The Decisive Kill

"Did they take down the Demonic Dragon so quickly?"

Hearing the Demonic Dragon's mournful wail from outside, Fang Yuan was slightly surprised. "Looks like the Heavenly Demonic Path Master and Overlord Blade are fighting for their lives!"

The masters of divine and demonic weapons ranked among the top three could be said to stand just one step away from the Gods and Demons Realm. They also had plenty of trump cards to save their lives and unleash explosive power.

They had been stringing the Demonic Dragon along all this time because they didn't want to pay too high a price.

Besides, every generation of Demonic Dragons had been backed by an army of vicious beasts. Fighting many opponents while outnumbered had always been foolish.

But for some reason, the martial artists outside seemed unusually determined this time.

"Forget it. I'll get the Qi Sha Tiger Soul Saber first!"

Fang Yuan sheathed his saber, stepped forward, and lightly reached out with his right hand.

Hiss, hiss!

Just then, an unexpected change occurred!

Nie Kuang's corpse, which had been sitting cross-legged like an indestructible vajra, suddenly opened its eyes and uttered a mystical syllable: "Cha!"

The Qi Sha Tiger Soul Saber rang out, slashing straight at him. In midair, it transformed into seven astonishing streaks of murderous aura, completely sealing off Fang Yuan's escape routes!

Heavenly Demonic Qi Sha Style!

The saber technique Nie Kuang had used to slaughter the martial world and strike terror into the righteous had reappeared in the world!

The dead still won't stop causing trouble!

Fang Yuan remained unruffled. He knew this wasn't Nie Kuang resurrected, but rather that his final saber strike had been preserved inside his physical body in some strange state.

The moment any martial artist tried to forcibly take the saber, they would