However, humans never call him by his first name. In their impression, he is just the king of demons, the commander-in-chief of countless demons in this dark world.
So over the long years, in this dark seal, he lost his name and turned into a bloodthirsty and flesh-eating monster.
Loneliness and darkness have shrouded this place for thousands of years.
His power, his majesty and murderous intent on the battlefield are now only the memories of his feathers and claws.
However, his dignity is still inviolable, and even the most powerful martial saint among humans cannot defeat him in this darkness.
Therefore, when he found out that there was actually a human being coming towards his direction with murderous intent, he couldn't help but become furious.
Roar——woo——
He let out a roar that could not be deciphered and enveloped the entire dark world. The demons in the entire underground were boiling and commotion. The young men who had entered the Tianwu trial also raised their heads in surprise, listening to the roars of demons from far away.
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Those who are timid often turn pale and have cold sweat dripping from their foreheads.
"What is this?"
Hu Xiaodao wiped the blood from his hands. The three of them cooperated and had just successfully killed a Zhongji demon. While they were rejoicing, they heard such a terrifying roar, and their expressions changed drastically.
"It seems to be a very powerful demon..." Zhuge Yu raised his head and listened to the speculation, but this conclusion was also despised by Hu Xiaodao, "This underground world is full of demons. If they are not powerful demons, is there still someone screaming?"
Xiao Kunlun frowned. He had the broadest knowledge among the three people, but this monster was really weird and bizarre. He promised that in the past thousand years, he would only fight with them once during the Tianwu Trial.
We had a good deal. Although his master, Qiong Shen, had told him something, he was still vague.
"This... this may be the demon king that the guide mentioned..."
Xiao Kunlun was not particularly sure.
"The Demon King?"
Hu Xiaodao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly slapped his thigh, not caring about the demon blood staining his body, "Holy shit, boss, you are so fierce, you actually dare to provoke this ghost!"
Apart from Feng Ziyue, he couldn't imagine anyone else who would go to trouble the Demon King.
"No?" Zhuge Yu was stunned for a moment, "How did you know it was Brother Feng?"
Hu Xiaodao smiled disdainfully, "This is called telepathy..."
Several people laughed together. Although they were a little worried about Feng Ziyue, they were also full of confidence in him.
The closer Feng Ziyue got to the demon king, the more intense the darkness seemed to become.
This is a tangible feeling. The current darkness is like something sticky that covers everything. Every time you take a step forward, you will feel tremendous pressure.
The strength of this thing is truly extraordinary.
Feng Ziyue's heart beat violently. He felt a burst of excitement, and the fighting blood in his body boiled, calling him to move forward.
If you want to improve, you must have an equally matched opponent. This is what every warrior dreams of.
Therefore, Kuangren Chu will do whatever it takes to cultivate others, just for the sake of an opponent worthy of fighting against him.
His spiritual thoughts were constantly being released outwards, but they were always hazy and he could not perceive the specific shape and location of the demon king. He gripped the sword tightly and walked step by step towards the place where the demonic energy was strongest.
Cautious and calm.
The darkness in front of me was so thick that it couldn't be dissolved.
Feng Ziyue simply closed his eyes. This feeling was not unfamiliar to him. After all, he had lived blindly for thirty years. Maybe in this darkness, he was more comfortable than in the light.
indefinite.
There was a gentle sound of dripping water in my ears, tap, tap.
This underground world also has water sources, and even monsters still need food and water.
As the king of demons, it seems that it is necessary to monopolize a water source. Feng Ziyue suddenly raised his head, and with a flash of sword light, he heard a squeak, and a monster about the size of a deer screamed and flew away.
, leaving behind a strong smell of blood.
A junior demon could actually escape from his sword. Feng Ziyue stood still, knowing that a powerful enemy must have arrived here.
"Come out! Why hide your head and show your tail!"
call--
A strong gust of wind passed by in front of him. Feng Ziyue leaned back and pointed directly at the tip of his sword. He felt that something had been stabbed. He only heard a muffled groan and the other person turned over again and disappeared into the darkness without a trace.
Feng Ziyue's spiritual search seemed to have lost its effectiveness in this thick darkness.
The two demons that appeared inexplicably just now are weak and definitely not the demon king's true form - I don't know if he wants to test or play a cat and mouse game. Feng Ziyue smiled coldly and stood with a sword, but he had enough power.
of patience.
Everything around him was still cold and desolate, and there was no breath of living things at all.
It seems that after being in this darkness for a long time, the Demon King's ability to conceal his aura has reached its peak. He seems to have transformed into darkness and can pounce at any time, but you can't easily find him.
But Feng Ziyue was not afraid.
Maybe when he was motionless, he could hide his aura so that Feng Ziyue's divine sense of heaven and earth wouldn't notice his presence, but once he wanted to attack, he would never hide so perfectly.
Feng Ziyue stood with his sword in hand and listened intently. He was like a green pine, standing proudly and without moving at all.
The Demon King is hiding in the terrifying darkness, and no one can find him.
Both of them are waiting for the moment to attack, and both of them are equally patient.
"Damn..."
The eighteenth guide in the distance did not dare to get too close. Even though his strength was extraordinary, he did not want to provoke the Demon King in this environment.
"This kid can cause more trouble than anyone else!"
The eighteenth guide cursed fiercely. In the darkness, he seemed to have completely torn off his disguise.
Now, he can only feel Feng Ziyue's aura, but there is no trace of the Demon King opposite. But he also knows that the powerful and domineering Demon King must be in that place, quietly
He put away his minions and waited for the killing blow.
"Boy, even martial saints have suffered losses in places like this - you are really brave!"
The eighteenth guide was anxious and wanted to give a warning, but he was worried about distracting Feng Ziyue and being attacked by the demon king. This would be terrible. He rubbed his hands hurriedly, as if it was a hot pot.
Ants on the ground.
In the darkness, the demon king's combat power can be greatly improved. In order to fulfill the wishes of the descendants of Canglan Mountain, Wu Sheng once specially brought sacred objects that can restrain demons to exterminate the demon king. Unexpectedly, although he was also injured,
When he reached it, he was even more seriously injured, so he had no choice but to retreat and let the demon king continue to wreak havoc.
This shows the terrifying strength of this thing.
Feng Ziyue was wandering in the sky. Although he was standing with a sword, his spiritual thoughts were scattered in the dark space of a hundred feet. No tiny movement of anything could escape his perception.
Naturally, he felt that there was a master coming not far away, but this master didn't seem to have any ill intentions. Feng Ziyue just thought that he was here to watch the battle, and he didn't take any precautions.
Feng Ziyue's entire focus now is on the Demon King opposite.
This feeling is very strange. You know he is there, but you can't find any trace of him. This ability to hide his traces is, if it is not the innate ability of the demon, it is the special ability that the demon king has explored in the darkness for thousands of years.
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In this situation, the only way to go is to compete with patience.
Feng Ziyue was naturally patient. When he challenged the Sword Emperor, he did not move for three days without even changing his posture. As a result, when he moved, he was like thunder and had the upper hand.
Although he was in darkness now, it made no difference to him.
Standing with the sword in hand, the sword is proud and unyielding.
Not to mention that the Demon King couldn't wait any longer, even the people watching the battle couldn't help but feel anxious.
"I didn't expect this kid to be so patient at such an old age..." Two whole hours later, facing Feng Ziyue who was still motionless and the demon king who was still hiding like a turtle, the eighteenth guide
Shi sighed and shook his head.
Feng Ziyue is only fifteen years old now, but he seems to have been immersed in the art of swordsmanship for decades.
Although you can't see it, you can still feel it. He has been holding the sword high, his murderous aura condensed and undissipated. Such a posture is very strenuous, but he keeps it so simple. It shows that this kid has basic skills.
How solid.
Feng Ziyue would like to thank him for the thirty years of hard training day after day in his previous life, so in this life, although his efforts were small, he was already in a similar state. After his body became stronger, he could perform the daily
His swordsmanship is at least seven to eight points of fire.
In fact, this move also has a name, called the Immovable Sword.
As quiet as a virgin, but as active as a rabbit, it is called immobile, but it is actually secretly building up momentum. Once it is taken action, it will definitely be earth-shattering.
"When exactly will this wait?"
The eighteenth receptionist lamented endlessly, but at this time, the situation in the field changed again!
Tsk! Tsk!
In the darkness, only the sound of Feng Ziyue's continuous sword power breaking through the wind was heard. Just a moment before, the Demon King finally launched his offensive!
This king of darkness finally ran out of patience.
His pride no longer allowed him to wait any longer. Although he knew that if he took action at this time, this boy standing with a sword would take advantage of him, he also firmly believed that with his tyrannical strength, he would definitely win in less than three moves.
Return to the situation!
It's a pity that in an instant, thirty moves have passed!
The Demon King was still retreating, and was still forced to fight back by Feng Ziyue's Sky-throwing Sword Power. He didn't even have a chance to switch from defense to offense.
Senhan's sword energy grazed his face, making him feel a burning pain that he had never felt in a thousand years.
This kid's sword power is continuous, just like a mountain or a stream of water. How can he free his hands to counterattack?
"Lianshan Sword Technique!"
"Flowing Water Sword Technique!"
Feng Ziyue used one sword and used two sword techniques at the same time!
The mountains are endless, vast and majestic as far as the eye can see; while the trickling water, although weak, gathers into a river, runs straight into the sea, and flows straight down, unstoppable!
Mountains, flowing water, endless offensive!
There is no one in the world who can find a flaw to counterattack under the simultaneous attacks of these two sets of swordsmanship.
Even if he is not a human demon king, it is the same!
Although he is called a demon, he is still in human form after all. Although he is tall, he is not a weird giant. Although his body is tough, it is not as steely as the legend says.
The nature of demons is just to be stronger, taller, and faster than humans. Other than that, there is nothing special about them.
So he had no special way to break through Feng Ziyue's sword power.
The power of the sword is getting stronger and stronger, and it has already forced the demon king into the corner, with no way to retreat!
The Eighteenth Envoy almost cheered. Who has seen such a feat before? Even the Martial Saint himself could not achieve such results. He attacked hundreds of moves in a row. This tyrannical Demon King,
He didn't even have the energy to counterattack. What a terrifying sword move this was!
"Work harder! Kill him!"
The eighteenth receptionist clenched his fists and secretly encouraged Feng Ziyue.
The strength of this demon king is indeed unfathomable. If it were him, he would have been injured under this continuous offensive - but even though he is in a state of limbo, he has not been injured at all.
Fortunately, he had been forced to the point where there was no way out. As long as Feng Ziyue's sword power could be sustained, he could definitely injure this stubborn and ferocious demon king within a thousand moves.
Although the Eighteenth Envoy could not see the battle situation, his deduction was accurate, and he was very excited.
For thousands of years, the demon king that no one has been able to eliminate is actually about to be injured by Feng Ziyue's sword! This fifteen-year-old boy has definitely created a great miracle.
Of course, after injuring the demon king, it is still unknown whether he can be eradicated completely. After all, the demon king’s final trump card has not yet been revealed, and no one knows what weird abilities he has. However, at this age,
, to be able to do such a thing is enough to be proud of!
This kid is indeed the strongest among this group of people. It seems that he is a sure shot at winning the Tianwu successor! Even the little girl with superb skills will definitely not be afraid of killing people even if she does not have the flaw of being afraid of killing people.
His opponent!
The eighteenth envoy secretly made plans and was secretly happy.
Who would have thought that at this moment, Feng Ziyue's sword would actually stop.
"What?"
The eighteenth recruiter was dumbfounded. He never expected that this kid would actually stop in the middle of the fight - what did he think he was doing? Playing house?
The Demon King was also confused and did not even take this opportunity to fight back.
But I heard Feng Ziyue say in a deep voice: "You underestimated the enemy... If so, you can't show your full potential, and this battle will be meaningless. I will give you another chance, you go first!"
"Holy shit!"
The eighteenth guide secretly cursed, "This damn Chu family bloodline, you said you inherited this talent for cultivation, how come you also learned this bad temper!"