Holding his natal sword, Feng Chu roared, and his sword energy, like a raging torrent, collided with Lou Munan's. The sky and earth were instantly engulfed by the sword light; mountains and rivers shattered, and even stars from beyond the realm were shaken to their deaths. After the sword light vanished, on the shattered earth, the white-robed youth breathed heavily.
"Whoosh—whoosh—"
Large beads of sweat rolled down the boy's forehead.
He barely managed to withstand the third sword strike.
Lou Munan looked at Feng Chu, his gaze seemingly filled with admiration and other complex emotions. Even though Feng Chu's natal sword had awakened, he was still only a Great Luo Golden Immortal. To be able to withstand Lou Munan's sword strike was already astonishing enough; he had already exhausted all his sword energy just by taking one strike.
But Ayao's healing process wasn't over yet.
Feng Chu gasped for breath, feeling as if his body was melting. He was in excruciating pain all over, even breathing was painful.
Lou Munan watched as his breathing calmed down slightly before saying:
"This is your limit."
"Is this my limit? Try again!" Feng Chu said stubbornly. His face was pale, but his gaze was more determined than before.
Lou Munan looked at him, furious.
Why does even he have to go against me?
Lou Munan gritted his teeth and instantly appeared in front of Feng Chu. He struck Feng Chu with his palm. Feng Chu was shocked. Lou Munan was too fast. Feng Chu could not dodge the palm. Feng Chu was sent flying millions of miles away by the palm, smashing through several peaks with a series of bangs.
After Lou Munan slapped Feng Chu aside, he immediately tried to kill all the Celestial Kings blocking A Yao's path. Although the Celestial Kings were terrified, none of them moved an inch. Instead, they each unleashed their magical treasures, and together they blocked Lou Munan's attack.
Blood gushed from Feng Tianhua's mouth as he thought to himself: Demon Lord Xuan Tian is indeed a monster.
Even with so many of them working together to take a hit from him, they were all seriously injured.
Just as Lou Munan was about to make another move, Feng Chu's voice came from afar: "Lou Munan—"
Before he even arrived, countless flying swords rained down like a storm of pear blossoms. Billions of swords converged into a sea of swords, their sword energy surging like a tsunami. Lou Munan's face showed impatience. With a wave of his hand, he shattered all billions of swords into dust.
The boy in white reappeared in sight.
Feng Chu's clothes were stained with blood, clearly indicating that the attack had seriously injured him. Feng Chu roared and slashed at Lou Munan with his natal sword again. The sword energy was like a rainbow. Lou Munan clenched his fist and angrily flashed back in front of Feng Chu, slashing at him with his Wusheng Sword.
clang!
Feng Chu used his natal sword to block the Sword of No Life, but he was blown away by the pressure of the Sword of No Life and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
But this child was fearless now. He gritted his teeth, ignoring his own injuries, and flew madly towards Lou Munan again. He became one with his sword, transforming into a dazzling sword light that pierced through space, tore through the earth, and rushed towards Lou Munan.
Lou Munan's eyes were bloodshot and his face was contorted with rage; he was furious with Feng Chu.
He had shown mercy many times, but this brat was relentlessly pursuing him.
Did he really think he wouldn't dare kill him?
Lou Munan struck Feng Chu with his palm, creating a gigantic, blood-red palm print in the sky. The palm print struck Feng Chu, who was now one with his sword, causing him to cough up blood and be sent flying out of the Demon Realm.
Feng Chu soared into the starry sky, shattering countless large stars with a bang, and flew directly out of several star fields. His bones were shattered, and he coughed up mouthfuls of blood. However, his eyes remained unwavering. He burned his true essence and tore through space to return to the Demon Realm.
"Whoosh—whoosh—"
The white-clad youth's hair ornament was shattered, his long hair disheveled, his white robes tattered and stained with blood, and blood continued to gush from his mouth. Yet, his hand gripping the sword and his eyes remained resolute as he stood before Lou Munan once more.
Lou Munan clenched his free left hand into a fist.
"Do you really want to die?" Lou Munan glared at the battered Feng Chu. This brat even had cracks in his primordial spirit, yet he still wanted to fight him. Did he really want to be annihilated, body and soul?
"If you want to kill Feng Yao, then step over my dead body," Feng Chu shouted.
Looking at Feng Chu's disheveled state, Lou Munan thought of Xiao Yue. He seemed to see Xiao Yue, covered in wounds, standing in front of him, stubbornly resisting him. His long-numbed heart felt a sudden, piercing pain.
No, he is not Xiaoyue.
"Want to die? Fine! I'll grant your wish!" Lou Munan said coldly, waving his sword and unleashing a terrifying red sword aura towards Feng Chu.
Feng Chu concentrated all his remaining power into his natal sword. A golden crow phantom appeared behind him, and the natal sword erupted with dazzling golden light. He roared, and the golden sword energy collided with the incoming red sword energy. Almost instantly, the golden sword energy was defeated.
The red sword energy pierced through the golden sword energy and arrived in front of Feng Chu in an instant, seemingly about to kill him.
A powerful, silvery-white sword aura came from behind Feng Chu and collided with the red sword aura, producing a deafening roar and generating shockwaves like hurricanes that spread outwards.
Feng Chu was blown away by the hurricane, and a hand pressed on his shoulder to help him regain his footing.
The familiar aura was immediately apparent. Feng Chu looked up and saw Xie Chen's handsome face.
Xie Chen dealt with his opponent and, seeing that Feng Chu was in danger, immediately came over.
Feng Chu looked at Xie Chen, opened his mouth, but the word "Master" stuck in his throat. He acknowledged Xie Chen as his master in his heart, but he had never called him "Master" even once. Now that Xie Chen had saved him, he felt touched but also even more awkward.
Xie Chen had no time to observe his disciple Feng Chu's reaction; his hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.
Lou Munan, Demon Lord Xuantian, is indeed formidable. That sword strike just now was my full-force attack, but his was merely a casual strike. Even with the enhancement of the Wusheng Sword, one of the three supreme innate treasures, Demon Lord Xuantian is not currently at his peak.
If he were at his peak, I wonder if I could withstand three moves from him?
Lou Munan looked at Xie Chen and sneered.
With each swing of his sword, countless layers of sword energy appeared in the void, causing it to tremble. Countless sword energies shot towards Xie Chen and Feng Chu. Xie Chen stood in front of Feng Chu, his entire body enveloped in a powerful sword intent, his long, jet-black hair flying wildly. His eyes shone like cold stars, and with each swing of his sword, countless layers of sword energy also appeared.
The clash of sword energies between Xie Chen and Lou Munan caused a massive collapse in the surrounding space. Lou Munan gained the upper hand, while Xie Chen was completely suppressed. Knowing that Xie Chen was no match for Lou Munan, Feng Chu poured all the pills from his spatial rift into his mouth and, without even digesting them, flew towards Lou Munan and Xie Chen.
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