Chapter 1441: Joining Forces, Mutual Destruction?
Buzz!
The blood mist formed by Xuelian fused instantly into Luo Feng’s body, and the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber erupted with a blood-colored Saber Gang several feet long, slicing the air apart to both sides.
The demon fire on Luo Feng’s body also surged several times in an instant, burning fiercely in the void, blood-red as fire, causing the surrounding air to twist violently.
Yue Haitang and Jiang Fengfeng sensed that Luo Feng’s current aura was savage and bloodthirsty, as if he had transformed into a true demon beast.
“This is…”
Luo Feng’s face showed surprise as he felt the True Yuan in his meridians mixing with a strange blood-colored aura, with a continuous flow of power emerging from within.
This power had already surpassed the peak of a True Yuan Realm sixth level martial artist and was far beyond even a seventh-level martial artist.
“Master, I’ve used the Blood Refining Skill to temporarily elevate your strength to the eighth level of the True Yuan Realm.”
Xuelian’s voice echoed in Luo Feng’s heart and continued: “In a direct confrontation, even if we join forces, we may not be a match for a ninth-level peak martial artist. But we don’t have to face him head-on. As long as you can strike him with another slash, I have a way to ensure his demise under your blade.”
Originally, this method of enhancing someone’s strength could only be performed by a blood demon who had advanced to the Blood Demon level. However, the Pure Yin Blood Energy within the Five-Colored Glazed Toad’s heart was priceless for the Blood Demon clan. By refining this energy, Xuelian broke through to the eighth level of the True Yuan Realm, enabling her to perform this ability.
However, this ability could only be performed on Luo Feng, who possessed her primordial blood. Otherwise, if used on someone else, they would become mindless, instinct-driven blood corpses.
“True Yuan Realm eighth level!”
Upon hearing Xuelian’s words, Luo Feng’s eyes lit up slightly.
“Luo Feng, be careful!”
Suddenly, a cry of alarm came from Yue Haitang in the distance.
The lean disciple of the Black Demon Sect employed Qinggong, already within ten steps of Luo Feng, thrusting a sword through the air at Luo Feng, with black energy sweeping the skies, splitting into ten sword qi attacks from ten different directions towards Luo Feng.
Luo Feng had been keeping an eye on the Black Demon Sect disciple’s movements, pushing his True Yuan to the extreme, shifting his figure sideways, and slashing out with the Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber, leaving a trail of blood-red afterimages.
Boom!
The Saber Gang and the sword qi collided, stalemating for a breath moment, both shattering and unleashing an astonishing impact.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Luo Feng and the Black Demon Sect disciple leaped backward.
“Luo Feng blocked it!” Yue Haitang’s eyes shone with joy, filled with a slight disbelief.
“Looks like I’ve completely lost to him,”
Jiang Fengfeng pouted her red lips, a subtle smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
Even she didn’t know when her attitude shifted from disdain to recognition and admiration for Luo Feng.
Huff…
Luo Feng exhaled a breath of impure air, swung his blade, and the condensed saber light flew out, cleaving a mountain below in half, laughing:
“This feels good.”
He had never felt such overwhelming strength before. Although he still couldn’t match the lean martial artist, he now had a fighting chance. Of course, it was also due to the fact that his opponent was injured, weakening his strength.
“This brat! He’s driving me mad. I want to see how long you can last in front of me!”
A mid-stage True Yuan Realm martial artist, who regarded him as an ant, had repeatedly escaped from his grasp and even injured him, driving the Black Demon Sect disciple nearly insane with rage.
“Die for me!”
With a roar, the lean Black Demon Sect disciple vanished from his original position, reappearing within twenty steps of Luo Feng, thrusting his sword.
Whoosh!
The air rippled with a faint black ripple, and a formidable sword qi aimed directly at Luo Feng’s face.
Luo Feng was prepared, raising his saber to block, his figure flashing backward.
Clang!
Blade and sword collided, showering sparks in all directions as Luo Feng’s figure disappeared from his original position.
“Hmm? Come out!”
The lean Black Demon Sect disciple’s eyes flickered, his treasured sword unleashing a terrifying black energy, cutting a formidable half-moon shaped sword qi, sealing off a large expanse of the sky to his left.
Boom!
Deflecting the sword qi, Luo Feng’s figure retreated repeatedly, thinking: Achieving victory is indeed not easy. One mistake, and I could end up dead!
This person wasn’t just highly cultivated, but his combat experience and swordsmanship were also extraordinary.
“I must land another slash on him…”
Recalling Xuelian’s words, Luo Feng knew that defeating such a powerful opponent head-on was almost impossible. Even with his sudden power surge, it was merely temporary.
“Master, what do you intend to do?” asked Xuelian.
“Haha, of course, I will use the most direct and straightforward method.”
Luo Feng smiled coldly at the lean Black Demon Sect disciple, stamping his right foot and shattering the air, disappearing once more.
“Such petty tricks, yet you dare to flaunt them twice before me!”
The lean Blood Demon Sect disciple sneered disdainfully, flicking his wrist and unleashing three crescent sword qi in a pattern to seal off a large area of space.
The air, oppressed by the razor-sharp sword qi, twisted violently, and Luo Feng revealed his form five steps to the left of the lean martial artist.
“I got you!”
The lean Black Demon Sect disciple grinned sinisterly, black energy surging out, enveloping his surroundings like a vast net.
“Breaking Sky Black Wind Split!”
A simple single sword strike split into countless sword qi, transforming into a vast black net over Luo Feng.
“Moving Clouds Inconstant!”
Beside the lean Black Demon Sect disciple, Luo Feng activated the Sky Cloud Step, his figure trailing an afterimage, fleeting past the foremost sword qi and out of the sword qi’s lock, slashing at the lean martial artist.
“Heh, I’ve been waiting for you!”
The lean Black Demon Sect disciple sneered coldly, twisting his body and turning half a circle, thrusting his treasured sword straight at Luo Feng’s chest.
Luo Feng raised an eyebrow, slightly shifting his body, the saber intent not diminishing in the slightest.
“Not dodging?”
The lean Black Demon Sect disciple was momentarily surprised, then his eyes flared with rage. This guy dared to forgo all defense in front of him, utterly disregarding him.
“Then let’s see who dies first!”
Hardened in resolve, the lean Black Demon Sect disciple also abandoned defense, pushing his True Yuan to the limit, slightly adjusting his body, and thrusting his sword fiercely.
Splurt!
Splurt!
Two blood sprays shot out as Luo Feng and the Black Demon Sect disciple each suffered a hit, the sword piercing Luo Feng’s left shoulder and emerging through his back. The Black Demon Sect disciple only sustained a shallow cut on his left shoulder, unable to cut deeper.
“Hahaha… You knew your cultivation was inferior, yet you wished to perish with me! Utterly foolish!” The lean Black Demon Sect disciple laughed arrogantly.
Cough!
Luo Feng coughed up blood, looked up, and sneered, “Not necessarily.”
Hmm?
The lean Black Demon Sect disciple frowned as Luo Feng’s calm gaze annoyed him greatly. However, soon a shiver ran through him as an ice-cold sensation spread from his shoulder. Looking down, he was horrified.
Injured, all his blood was flowing to the great blade, which had turned from a cold glint to an intense blood color, seemingly a bottomless pit, endlessly devouring his essence blood.
“Ah!”
With a startled cry, the lean Black Demon Sect disciple tried to retreat, but Luo Feng gripped the longsword tight, preventing any movement.
“Aaaaa… I’ll take you down with me!”
Knowing he’s doomed, the lean Black Demon Sect disciple let out a wretched scream, raging at his True Yuan along with Tactical Gang Energy, amassing it in his left hand, intending to strike Luo Feng and perish together.
At that moment, a blood light shot from within Luo Feng into the Black Demon Sect disciple’s defenseless body.
Instantly, the lean Black Demon Sect disciple’s scream ceased midway, his body shriveling at an observable pace, turning skeletal within seconds. The raised left palm never struck down.
In the blink of an eye, his eyes were devoid of spirit, void of any life essence.