boom!
The Black God Sword and the Demon Blade tore through the void, colliding and unleashing an astonishing roar.
Immediately afterwards, an astonishing shockwave energy, like a whirlwind, spread rapidly in all directions.
Boom! Boom!
A large amount of demonic energy continuously surged from the demonic blade, colliding with the Black God Sword in an attempt to knock it away.
"Um?"
Upon seeing this, Lin Xiaofei frowned and his expression changed slightly.
He discovered that his Black God Sword was at a disadvantage, and thought to himself:
My full power of the Black God Sword, which was close to the attack of an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, could only barely hold its own against the heavily injured Demon King.
Moreover, it doesn't look like it can hold out for much longer.
What should we do?
He felt a little worried, and at the same time, he kept releasing the spiritual power within his body to maintain the collision between the Black God Sword and the Demon Blade.
Rumble!
The air was filled with continuous booming sounds, one loud bang after another.
boom.
With a breakthrough, the Demon Blade slashed the Black God Sword back more than five zhang.
Immediately afterwards, the black aura emanating from the demonic blade enveloped Lin Xiaofei like a surging wave.
Lin Xiaofei quickly dodged.
At this moment, he also understood that although the demon king was seriously injured, the power he exuded in every move was extremely strong, and he could only barely cope with him.
Fortunately, the Black Divine Sword had been upgraded to a spiritual treasure, and both its hardness and attack power had been greatly improved; otherwise, he would have been unable to withstand the opponent's attack.
"Kid, you're no match for me."
The Demon King sat there cross-legged, sneered, one hand manipulating the demonic blade, the other gathering demonic energy.
His eyes were icy cold, fixed on Lin Xiaofei, when he suddenly shouted:
"Go to hell!"
With a whoosh!
The demonic blade once again cleaved through the void, unleashing astonishing demonic energy, like a black whirlwind traversing the void.
The demonic blade, carrying an aura of world-destroying destruction, hurtled towards Lin Xiaofei.
The speed of the demonic blade was as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it had already approached Lin Xiaofei.
"It's over!"
Lin Xiaofei exclaimed in surprise.
At this critical moment, the Black God Sword seemed to sense the danger its master was about to face and returned automatically.
With a whoosh!
boom!
The Black God Sword arrived at Lin Xiaofei's side with astonishing speed, blocking the attack from the Demon Blade.
Lin Xiaofei took a few steps back, narrowly escaping death and unharmed by the demonic blade. He felt a wave of relief and whispered, "..."
That was close!
In the distance, some human cultivators exclaimed in surprise:
Look, the Black God True Lord fought the Demon King and didn't die!
Also, look at the black sword he's using; it actually blocked the attack of that demonic blade. How is that possible?
Immediately afterwards, some people speculated and discussed:
The Black God True Lord's magic weapon did not shatter. Could it be that the black flying sword is a spiritual treasure?
Otherwise, how could it withstand the impact of the Demon King's demonic blade?
"What? You mean, that Black God True Monarch possesses a spiritual treasure? How is that possible?"
Their hearts were filled with shock.
They hadn't expected that Lin Xiaofei, a Nascent Soul cultivator, could not only fight the Demon King but also withstand the Demon King's demonic weapon attacks.
At this moment, they also guessed that Lin Xiaofei possessed a spiritual treasure, which shocked them once again.
At this moment, they recognized Lin Xiaofei's strength even more, believing that Lin Xiaofei's strength had definitely reached the super strong combat power of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, and might even have approached the combat power of an early Integration stage cultivator.
"If this continues, I may not be able to hold on for long, and then I will be killed by this demon king."
Lin Xiaofei continuously mobilized his spiritual energy to manipulate the Black God Sword to defend himself, while muttering to himself inwardly.
As he continued to attack, he found himself gradually at a disadvantage and worried that he was no match for the Demon King.
The Demon King was able to fight him simply by sitting there, and his aura was constantly recovering, which made him feel a sense of urgency.
"If this continues, once the Demon King recovers, I will be no match for him at all."
"Furthermore, the spiritual energy within my body is being depleted at an extremely rapid rate. Although I can still sustain myself for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, continuing at this rate will lead to even greater danger."
Despite feeling a slight tension, Lin Xiaofei's expression remained calm.
As he faced the challenge, he kept thinking about how to respond.
The demon king sat there, watching Lin Xiaofei retreat, and chuckled softly:
Young human cultivator, now you know how powerful I am, right?
"You dare to steal from me? Today you'll learn that you'll pay the price."
The Demon King sat there cross-legged, manipulating the demonic sword with one hand while using the other to heal his injuries.
The reason he didn't get up was because his injuries were too severe.
If he gets up and fights Lin Xiaofei, his injuries may worsen again.
Therefore, he chose to fight Lin Xiaofei while seated.
Suddenly, he opened his mouth wide and exhaled a dense stream of demonic energy, which spread outwards and entered the bodies of ten nearby demonic cultivators.
Instantly, the bodies of those ten demonic cultivators seemed to lose self-control, unleashing an astonishing aura comparable to that of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator.
They quickly arrived at the Demon King's side.
The Demon King shouted:
"Young human cultivator, let my puppetry techniques entertain you."
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the ten demonic cultivators beside him pounced on Lin Xiaofei like hungry wolves.
Lin Xiaofei saw ten demonic cultivators, each comparable to a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, rushing towards him, and inwardly cried out in alarm:
"Damn it, if they rush at me, I'm no match for them."
He muttered to himself, his mind racing, and whispered:
My strength was just a tiny bit short of defeating that demonic blade.
However, given my current state, I need to increase my strength to have a chance to defeat that demonic blade.
The only way to increase one's strength is to break through to a higher realm.
Originally, I wanted to consolidate my realm and become more familiar with the power that the traces of my talent brought me.
Now, after a fierce battle, I seem to have adapted somewhat to the energy within my innate talent; perhaps I can attempt a breakthrough.
After muttering to himself, Lin Xiaofei gritted his teeth, shouted, and said:
Break it!
After he finished speaking, he mobilized the energy within his innate talent traces.
In an instant, the energy within the innate trace surged forth like a raging wave, rapidly flowing into the dantian.
In an instant, a massive amount of energy gathered in his dantian.
At this moment, he prepared to break through and face the baptism of heavenly lightning. Only in this way could his strength be enhanced once again.
He knew that he was no match for the demon king at this moment, and with the ten demon cultivators at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage charging in, if they attacked together, he would be even less of a match.
Therefore, he decided to break through his own limits at this moment.
Immediately afterwards, the energy in his dantian rapidly filled up, reaching a full state, and a spiritual light emanated from his body, soaring into the sky.
Buzz!
In the void, the winds and clouds shifted and a fierce storm arose.
A beam of light pierced through the stone wall at the top of the cave. In the sky, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and dark clouds covered the area for thousands of miles around, with lightning and thunder continuing.
Dazzling streaks of lightning ripped through the sky, like giant dragons weaving through the clouds, illuminating the entire world.
The thunder roared, deafening, like a furious cry from heaven and earth, terrifying everyone.
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