Chapter 964 Dragon Slaying Sword, Dragon Slaying King
"Duan Jiaolong!"
Luo Santong ignored the two of them, but gritted his teeth and roared violently at Duan Jiaolong.
Duan Jiaolong was not angry at all, but instead grinned.
"Luo Santong, we haven't seen each other for decades.
I didn’t expect that you are already a ghost king, but you can’t even last two hundred years as a ghost, you are such a waste!”
Duan Jiaolong's words were full of ridicule and disdain.
What he loved most in his life was watching other people's expressions of despair and pain.
It was the same back then. Every time he defeated an enemy, he would use the most brutal means to undermine the opponent's self-confidence.
The purpose is not only to destroy their souls, but also to destroy their hearts and souls before destroying their souls.
Now, Luo Santong is obviously the person he plans to destroy.
"Duan Jiaolong, decades ago, I lost to you within ten moves.
But today, I will definitely wash away the shame!"
Luo Santong, who was about to run out of ghost life, had a face full of rage. He raised his hand and waved it, and two haloes of light immediately appeared on his palm.
Soul light as powerful as a flood erupted outward.
Some soul power flowed from above to the ground, immediately shaking out a spider web-like trace on the ground.
The Yin stones on the ground were instantly turned into powder when touched by soul power.
"Duan Jiaolong, your defeat against me must not be forgotten.
Coupled with the revenge for stealing my sword, you will die today!"
As he finished speaking, he suddenly pushed his palm forward, and the soul light gathered on his palm violently attacked Duan Jiaolong.
Boom!
With his hateful palm, the soul light turned into a huge palm shape, covering Duan Jiaolong's entire body.
Kuang Jian stood beside Duan Jiaolong and whispered softly:
"This is Luo Santong's famous ghost technique, Phantom Palm?
Compared with the master's demon-breaking palm, it's like heaven and earth.
This kind of palm technique must be no match for Master, right?"
Decades ago, he had also seen Luo Santong's phantom power palm.
At that time, Luo Santong was able to withstand ten moves in front of his master with his phantom palm.
At that time, Master's Demon-Breaking Palm had only reached the initial level of Dacheng Realm.
Just when Luo Santong's huge soul power palm was about to fall completely, the mad sword standing next to Duan Jiaolong suddenly drew his sword.
Sonorous!
The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded as he drew his sword.
He shouted violently, raised the Dragon-Slaying Sword with his right hand, and performed the Ghost Sword Technique. The broad-edged Dragon-Slaying Sword was entangled with a terrifying soul power.
A strong killing intent suddenly erupted.
Then the sword light flashed and collided with that terrifying palm force.
The two guards of the Luo family felt that their chests and ears were numb from the shock. Mad Sword also groaned, holding the sword in hand, and immediately stepped back.
He retreated ten steps.
It tramples all the ground it passes through.
But his expression remained unchanged, and there was still a hint of excitement on his face.
"Master really didn't deceive me. With the Dragon-Slaying Sword, I have the ability to fight against the Ghost King!"
Kuangjian looked at the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his hand like a treasure, and the joy in his heart could no longer be concealed, and was all revealed.
Compared with Kuangjian's happy expression, Luo Santong and the two guards behind him had horrified expressions on their faces.
Luo Santong's palm is enough to seriously injure the Ghost King with a million souls.
But Kuangjian, a little ghost king who is only in the seventh or seventh realm, can also cut through his palm with one sword. How is this possible?
Moreover, there was a scratch visible to the naked eye in the palm of his hand.
With this move, it was obvious that he failed.
He was defeated by a nobody who was not even a ghost king.
"Haha, Luo Santong, you are still a first-class family in the fifth-tier city, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that!"
Mad Sword grinned and said disdainfully.
Duan Jiaolong, who was beside him, nodded slightly to Mad Sword, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
Mad Sword was able to injure Luo Santong with more than 700,000 soul power, which shows that Mad Sword's swordsmanship talent is extremely strong.
Combined with the power of the sword, even Luo Santong, who had more than two million souls, could be injured.
It seems that Mad Sword did not accept him as a closed disciple for nothing.
Luo Santong was laughed at loudly, but he was not angry because he had stayed where he was.
The two guards behind him also remained silent, feeling inexplicably shocked.
Decades ago, the master could survive ten moves at the hands of Duan Jiaolong.
Now, even one of Duan Jiaolong's disciples can't be defeated.
This really makes them confused as to why.
When Luo Santong recovered from his daze, he looked at Duan Jiaolong, who had always been leisurely and contented.
Even Duan Jiaolong's disciples have the strength to challenge the Ghost King. What level has Duan Jiaolong's own strength reached?
Are you invincible within the same level, or can you fight across levels?
He didn't dare to think about these anymore.
Luo Santong's face was full of decadence, and all the previous anger had already turned into despair.
He lowered his head and said feebly:
"I admit defeat. If you want the Dragon-Slaying Sword, I will give it to you.
Anyway, except for the masters in the first and second tier cities who can suppress you, I'm afraid no one else can be your opponent."
Ever since he was defeated by Duan Jiaolong within ten moves decades ago, Luo Santong's thoughts were no longer clear.
No matter how much I practice after that, I can't make any progress at all.
So in order to change this state later, I practiced a ghost technique with very powerful side effects.
As a result, the ghost technique was not successfully practiced, but instead damaged his soul.
That's why he looks so old now.
Duan Jiaolong didn't have the slightest sympathy or pity.
In the underworld, it is a world where the strong is king and the defeated are bandits.
If they were the ones who lost today, the fate awaiting them would be many times more miserable than Luo San Tong's current situation.
"It was just a coincidence that I met you. I thought you were just for my apprentice to practice swordsmanship with.
I'm afraid something has to change now. From next week, I will take over your Ling family and make you my subordinate, the Demon-Breaking Lord."
"What did you say? You want to take away my Luo family's territory?"
Hearing this, Luo Santong looked horrified.
"Yes, you can understand it that way.
Anyway, I will stay in your family for a long time, because I want to fight five hundred demons to kill all those people.
There's no place to stay, it's not safe."
Duan Jiaolong answered with a smile.
"Venerable Demon Breaker has great ambitions and dares to do things that others dare not do. I admire you!
In this case, I agree to your taking over."
Luo Santong has been defeated. If he doesn't agree to Duan Jiaolong's conditions, he might not even be able to return home today.
What's more, if Duan Jiaolong can really kill one or two of the five hundred demon generals, the Luo family will also rise with the tide.
"Very good. Now you can go back to your family. After I finish taking care of things here, I will take over your family."
Duan Jiaolong waved his hand, signaling Luo Santong to leave.
Then he said to Crazy Sword:
"Ajian, when you see the Ghost-catching Dragon King, it's up to you to kill him. Use this Dragon-Slaying Sword to chop off the Dragon King's head!"