Chapter 105 Darkness Swallows the Sky

Feng Ziyue had already gained the upper hand. As long as he continued to use his sword, he would definitely be able to injure the demon king - but he felt that it was not enough.

The Demon King's strength is definitely more than this.

It's just that he was too confident in his ability to conceal his presence, and he was too contemptuous of Feng Ziyue's strength, so he couldn't restrain himself from taking action. As a result, he was forced to the point where he couldn't even fight back.

Feng Ziyue did not want this one-sided result.

The Demon King is used as a whetstone. If he cannot force out his final trump card, all his hard work in searching in this dark world will be in vain.

As for failure, Feng Ziyue never thought about it.

Even though he was reborn, the Sword God's pride has never changed.

"Idiot..." The eighteenth guide muttered in his heart, but he still concentrated on sensing and checking the situation of the match.

The Demon King seemed to be stunned on the spot, and did not take this opportunity to make a violent counterattack. Instead, he remained silent. Even without the effort of concealing his traces, his image could be clearly sensed by his spiritual thoughts.

Although it was dark and Feng Ziyue couldn't see his appearance, it was still very clear in his spiritual sense.

The Demon King is two feet tall, has thick arms, and must be quite powerful. There is nothing special about the rest, and his appearance is roughly the same as that of humans.

Legend has it that the demon has horns on its head and a green face with fangs, but this does not seem to be the case.

"You--not bad!"

The demon king suddenly spoke human words. Although it was stiff and strange, it was indeed these three words. Feng Ziyue was slightly stunned. He did not expect that this demon had the ability to speak, so he ate it.

To his surprise, this was a strange thing that he had never heard of in his previous life.

"You're not bad either!" Although he was a little surprised, Feng Ziyue still nodded slightly and replied.

What he praised was the Demon King's strength. Even though he was passive, he actually sustained so many moves before showing his defeat. Feng Ziyue was quite impressed by his ability.

"snort!"

The demon king snorted coldly and said no more. I don't know if it was because he knew very few words, or he had forgotten all about it after not talking to anyone for a thousand years. In short, he used body language instead of speaking. In the loud voice,

He punched Feng Ziyue on the head.

"Well done!"

This punch was extremely powerful, and its speed and strength could be said to have reached its peak. The wind of the punch was unleashed, making a crackling sonic boom sound.

Unexpectedly, once the Demon King got rid of his sneaky sneak attack, he actually changed his fighting style and was able to deliver such a violent and upright punch. Feng Ziyue connected his swords horizontally and took three steps back, feeling his arms numb.

, I felt very happy, praised it, and laughed.

Just listening to the Demon King's fists being deployed, making a sound, Feng Ziyue felt that the fists were clumsy and powerful. They were a set of extremely exquisite ancient martial arts. The wind of the fists was overwhelming and irresistible. It came almost overwhelmingly from all directions.

, everything is covered, the power of one punch is comparable to a hundred ordinary punches!

Feng Ziyue is considered to be a master of martial arts in the world, but he has never seen such a powerful set of boxing techniques. He is delighted to see Hunter Xin, and his sword technique unfolds like a ray of light in the endless night, rushing left and right, in

Look for the slightest flaw in the boxing style.

"What a great boxing technique! Does your boxing technique have a name?"

Feng Ziyue didn't know if the other party could understand what he said, but this boxing technique was indeed so magical that he couldn't help but ask questions.

The Demon King groaned, seeming to understand Feng Ziyue's question, but after a long time, four words finally came out of his mouth. It seemed that he had been recalling for a long time before he remembered the name of this boxing technique.

After all, a thousand years is too long. The Demon King has forgotten many things. Even this powerful boxing technique is almost based on instinct and body memory.

This and this name are really very unfamiliar.

"Big Dark Fist!"

The most overwhelming offensive in the world is not the mountains or the sea, but darkness.

The darkness is shrouded in silence, yet powerful and unstoppable. Its majestic momentum cannot be compared to anything else. The power of heaven and earth perceived by the Demon King is the source of darkness.

This big dark fist unfolded in his hand, like a fish in water. With one punch, pressure came from all directions, like a despairing darkness.

"Innate martial arts is truly extraordinary!"

The tip of Feng Ziyue's sword trembled slightly as he resisted the boundless fist of darkness and was full of praise.

The few innate masters he met before actually did not have complete innate martial arts. They only relied on their rough application of the energy of heaven and earth to defeat the enemy. Even the "Liang Yi Yin and Yang Transformation" performed by Ji Mu and Su Wuhua,

There is also the "Like Morning Dew" used by Tao Mu Gong, which is just a single move. Although it is extremely powerful, it does not form a complete set.

This set of big dark fists was used in a series, and when meeting a martial-arts person like Feng Ziyue, it was like drinking preparations, and the joy was endless. Although under pressure, the fight became more and more enjoyable.

"This kid is a monster just like his grandfather..."

The eighteenth guide shook his head and sighed, but his heart was also very shaken.

Maybe the true martial arts geniuses are like this. They are not afraid of strong opponents, but are afraid that their opponents are too weak. And their abilities and potential can only be fully revealed in front of strong opponents.

In the pervasive darkness, Feng Ziyue's sword was like a ray of light.

No matter how dense the darkness is, it cannot defeat even the faintest light.

Although the darkness seemed to swallow him up every moment, he just turned over and came back again.

Such swordsmanship is also unheard of!

The Demon King roared continuously, shocking the earth. This dark underground was filled with his anger and power. The Great Dark Fist had also reached its peak.

Strong!

Even the eighteenth envoy who was far away kept retreating under the pressure of darkness.

Even he cannot easily deal with the power of the Great Dark Fist - he believes that even if the Martial Saint comes here, he can only retreat.

The power of an innate master can easily be corroded by the power of darkness in the world, and in this underground place where there is no light, the power of darkness is endless, and the power of the Great Dark Fist can easily reach its peak!

Even at such a long distance, the strength of the 18th Envoy cannot withstand the power of heaven and earth.

In the center of darkness, you can imagine how much pressure Feng Ziyue was under!

The eighteenth leader retreated while looking worriedly toward the center of the darkness. Although the distance was getting farther and farther away, not to mention that his eyes could not penetrate the thick darkness, and even his spiritual thoughts were gradually blurred.

Only the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong fighting could be heard, as well as the roar of the Demon King,

Feng Ziyue, however, never made a sound again.

At this point in the fight, Feng Ziyue had no time to make any more sounds. The pressure was getting heavier and heavier, and the fist wind was getting tighter and tighter. His sword was not three feet away from his body, but just to protect his whole body. The law was extremely strict.

The Demon King's strength is extremely tyrannical, which is exactly what he wants.

Now he is single-minded, comprehending the principles of swordsmanship, without any distractions. He can't even remember who his opponent is. He has no one and no one, and has reached the state of wandering in the world.

What he was fighting against was not just a demon king, but almost the entire darkness of the underground world.

The power of darkness is the most bizarre and unpredictable force among the forces of heaven and earth. It is majestic and dark. Innate warriors who master this power are extremely rare, and those who can turn it into mature martial arts are even more rare.

Unparalleled.

Because human beings themselves will be eroded by this power of darkness. Instead of growing stronger, they will gradually weaken. Unless they are those who pursue power at all costs, no one will try this kind of power of heaven and earth.

Among the demons, due to their different natural constitutions, they are able to fully display the power of darkness.

This set of big dark fists is ancient and powerful. Although there are not many changes, it can bring out the true meaning of darkness. Feng Ziyue praised it repeatedly in his heart. The sword and fist connected each other, and he also gained a lot of insights.

"Death! Die!"

It seemed that he felt that he had the upper hand, and the demon king's offensive became more and more fierce. He was not grateful for being given up by Feng Ziyue just now. Instead, he only felt extremely ashamed.

Defeat at the hands of humans is something that demons cannot accept.

The word "death" briefly burst out of his mouth, and he was already a killer.

In Feng Ziyue's previous life, he also followed the example of his ancestors and practiced his sword in the tide. Due to the softness of the water, when it came overwhelming, it was already so turbulent that it was irresistible.

The power of darkness is weaker than water, but when it is majestic, the pressure is stronger than the tide.

Feng Ziyue's sword became slower and slower, and he could hear the bones on his body creaking.

The power of darkness is all-pervasive and cannot be stopped by a sword. If his body were not like refined steel, this pressure alone could crush his body!

"good!"

He took a deep breath and cheered muffledly.

"Demon King, I see that your set of dark fists has not been fully transformed and has not reached its full potential. Now that it has reached this point, why don't you still use the killer?"

He has fully understood the essence of the Great Dark Fist, but he believes that at the end of this powerful punch, there must be a shocking move. This move is also the time to decide the winner!

"Roar!"

I don't know if the demon king heard what he said clearly, or if he originally planned to use the last move to decide his life or death.

But he heard a loud roar, and the power of the big dark fist strengthened by three points.

Feng Ziyue moved back quickly like a fish. He only heard the crackling sound of rocks breaking from where he was standing. It was obvious that the ground and walls had reached their limit and could no longer support the thick darkness.

The power actually started to collapse from the inside out!

The thick darkness is like substance, devouring everything crazily.

He couldn't see anything in front of him, and even his consciousness couldn't penetrate three feet away. He could only hear the sound of wind, roars and cracks. Feng Ziyue stood with his sword in hand, waiting for the final thunderous blow.
To be continued...