Yun Feiyang is the first super strong person in China to be possessed by demons in recorded history. Rumor has it that he was eager for success and desperately wanted to break through the existing realm and enter a new world. But he was so focused on success that he ignored it.
The limit of what I could endure mentally. This led to my misfortune to become possessed by the devil, so I lay dormant for thirty years, fishing on the Huangpu River.
So - is he still a possessed person now?
Thirty years ago, Baicheng Qinglong, whom Di Tian most wanted to challenge, was only in his early twenties. Who knew the strength and status of this former God of Miaomen?
But no matter what happens to Yun Feiyang now, Chu He has already made his choice.
Becoming a demon can instantly increase his combat power, but it makes him stagnate in his realm. Even if he can have the strength to be called a heaven-shattering powerhouse in a battle. But in reality?
It's like he took stimulants to make himself stronger, rather than being truly powerful.
So Chu He gave up his original plan. He no longer cared about whether the demonic nature would become stronger after entering the realm of breaking the sky. He no longer considered whether he could control it.
Those are no longer important.
The most important thing is that the young and strong man in front of him, who has not made a move for thirty years and has made a breakthrough with his move, insulted his ex-wife. The ex-wife he swore to protect and care for.
Keng!
Huangfu Qi's over-the-limit strike reached the front door with lightning and flint. Chu He, who was covered in black energy, suddenly raised his hand, and the sharp bone sword in his palm swept out like a wild dragon with fangs and claws. Crazy.
The earth flies towards the clouds and gallops away!
Phew!
Sharp sword lights were released from the two of them. Huangfu Qi's light was like a star, bright and dazzling. But the black light all over Chu He was like nightfall, covering the sky and the sun, and actually confused the sight of the onlookers.
It also made it impossible for everyone to see clearly the attacks of the two on the stage.
Keng!
Whoops!
Bo!
The sound of a crashing air wave suddenly exploded on the stage, and Chu He's figure flashed continuously on the stage like a light and shadow. But in the blink of an eye, the two people staggered on the stage. They stood where the other person was before.
Position. Silent.
A confrontation.
They stood back to back without incident and never made a second move.
The shocking aura gradually dissipated the moment the two stopped, until they were completely mixed with dust and died down.
Huhu——
Heavy and nervous breathing could be heard from under the stage, but the two people on the stage were as calm as corpses, standing on the stage without any reaction until Huangfu Qi spat out a mouthful of blood without warning.
Phew!
Blood splashed out like a fountain, quickly dyeing the space in front of it red. The pungent smell of blood also spread like lightning. Onlookers close to the stage also involuntarily covered their noses to block the numbing smell.
The smell of blood.
Keng.
The heavy sword fell to the ground. Huangfu Qi's body swayed slightly, but he relied on the extremely heavy long sword to support his body. His handsome face was as white as paper, and his originally bright and lively eyes gradually dimmed. It was as if his life was slowly fading away.
Pass.
"Eighteen years——"
The corners of Huangfu Qi's blood-stained lips rose slightly, but a bitter smile appeared on his handsome face. He said with a hint of self-deprecation: "I didn't expect that I could not defeat you after enduring it for eighteen years."
call--
Huangfu Qi turned around, and a bloody hole was stabbed in his chest. A stream of scarlet blood gushes out from his chest, which is extremely frightening.
This sword Chu He struck was extremely ruthless. Although he could not kill him with one sword, it still seriously injured this young and powerful man who was standing at the top, making him lose the ability to resist.
Keng!
Huangfu Qi turned his head with regret and annoyance and looked at Chu River.
On the other hand, Chu He, with scarlet eyes, turned around and stared deeply at Huangfu Qi's embarrassed posture. He said in a cold and cruel tone: "Weak people are always inexplicably confident."
He was full of rage, and the bone sword in his hand was clenched more and more tightly. It seemed that he did not let down his guard because of Huangfu Qi's injury, and even - the martial arts practitioners in the audience could clearly feel the murderous aura on Chu He's body.
It's as if - as if Chuhe is preparing a fatal blow!
That’s right!
Chu He, who has officially entered the devil's path, has lost his conscience. Even if he may not kill innocent people indiscriminately on ordinary days, once he enters a fighting state, he will never be as humble and gentle as usual, and he will stop at nothing.
The possessed Chuhe is terrifying.
It is also cruel.
As long as the opponent doesn't fall down or die, he won't give up easily.
"Really?" Huangfu Qi raised his eyebrows slightly, staring at Chuhe intently. "I am a strong man who breaks the sky. You just succeeded in advancing in this battle."
"Nonsense--" Chu He's eyes were cold and his voice was low and hoarse. "I have already possessed the heaven-breaking realm. It's just now that I've released it-"
Once released!
He will completely embark on the unpredictable and dangerous path of magic!
Once released!
No one can predict the future of Chuhe with certainty.
Is it to prove the Tao through demons or - to fall into demons and die?
Those are no longer important.
Deep in Chu He's heart that was swallowed up by demonic nature, the most important thing tonight was to give his former lover a beautiful and beautiful memory.
Who dares to cause trouble?
Kill without mercy!
Bang!
Without saying a word, Chu He raised the bone sword in his hand again, and a roar like thunder erupted from his mouth, as if a tiger descended from the mountain and stabbed Huangfu Qi suddenly!
Buzz!
The black light exploded, and Chuhe was shrouded in a layer of black light. And in the black light, it seemed like thousands of ghosts were roaring and baring their teeth and claws. It seemed as if they were crawling out of the hell that was separated by a thin line, as if they were trying to escape from the purgatory.
The underworld crawls into the human world and brings disaster to the mortal world!
Whoosh!
The sharp sword light kept shooting at Huangfu Qi, leaving scars one after another on the body of this young strong man who had endured for many years. Until the last sword stabbed him, he would bid farewell to this world that had just become exciting.
Will fall at the most glorious moment.
But--
Will he really die?
Yun Feiyang taught him for eighteen years. He taught him everything he had learned, which also placed high hopes on him. He also played a vital role in the chess game set by Yun Feiyang - Yun Feiyang
How could you be willing to let him die?
Of course he won't die.
Even if Chu He, the possessed strong man who broke the sky, struck with all his strength, he would definitely not have the strength to kill Huangfu Qi.
because--
Boom!
A thunderous sound exploded in the air.
Between the lightning and flint, a figure like a god descending from the sky descended from the sky and stood firmly in front of the seriously injured Huangfu Qi. The next second, Chu He's bone sword that was stabbing rapidly was also struck by a god-like sound with a clang.
The strong one bounces away.
Keng!
The bone sword received a heavy blow and immediately changed its original trajectory. If it were Chu He who had not lost his mind yet, he might have retracted the sword edge first before making any further calculations. But at this moment, the demonic nature in his body increased greatly, and waves of energy rose into the sky.
The murderous aura invades the brain. Once the sword is drawn, how can it return without any results without being stained with blood?
Chuhe does not.
As soon as the sword edge was swung away, he saw his foot suddenly stepped down, and a deep pit appeared again on the makeshift stage. Chu He's body also attacked at a tricky and treacherous angle, stabbing towards the throat of the intruder.
Keng!
"There is no courage but no courage."
The sword edge was swung away.
Keng!
"Stalking."
The sword edge was swung away for the second time.
Keng!
"You are too weak!"
The third time.
The visitor did not deflect the edge of Chu He's sword, but instead snatched the bone sword tightly in Chu He's hand.
The shot is as fast as lightning, and the whole process is like a light and shadow, which is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.
clatter.
Seeing the blood sealing his throat, the bone sword quietly fell on Chu He's shoulder and gently pressed against Chu He's main artery. As soon as he moved, his throat would be sealed and he would die.
