"Help!"
Seeing Li Ming's broadsword seemingly about to fall on his face, the immense threat of death caused Zuo Changqiu to scream involuntarily.
He wanted to live!
"Don't even think about it!"
Seeing Li Ming's actions, Mo Luanqi snorted coldly and instantly stepped in front of him.
"call!"
Mo Luanqi's arm was instantly enveloped in black energy, and scales covered his arm in an instant. Then, he clenched his fist and directly caught Li Ming's murderous slash.
The swirling wind roared, sending sand and gravel flying, and grass and trees swaying in the wind.
"clang!"
The longsword clashed head-on with the demon's body, producing a metallic clang.
Then, Mo Luanqi unleashed waves of demonic energy with his left hand while simultaneously throwing a punch with his right. Li Ming had no choice but to retreat and dodge, his figure spreading out.
"Sigh... this third-grade spiritual weapon doesn't seem to be of much help in the current battle."
Li Ming sighed inwardly.
Although spiritual weapons are divided into nine grades, they are different from the nine grades of martial artists.
Weapons are just weapons. They can be mass-produced. Over countless years, even a first-grade spiritual weapon isn't actually that valuable. Many martial arts masters who are skilled in weapons possess them.
In fact, only pseudo-divine weapons and magical artifacts of divine weapon level can provide significant assistance to high-level martial artists in combat.
Mo Luanqi frowned as he noticed that some of the black scales on his palms had cracked, then glared fiercely at Zuo Changqiu and the other man.
In an instant, he clenched his fist in the air.
"Ahhh!"
Zuo Changqiu's scream rang out instantly. He felt his whole body was out of control, and even his organs and blood were out of control. Then he turned into a bloody light and entered the mouth of Mo Luanqi, seemingly swallowing even his soul.
"You demon...you shall die a horrible death!"
Mu Shengyun, who was watching from the side, instantly realized his fate and began to curse.
A deep sense of regret welled up in their hearts. Had they known that they were just like ordinary people, food for the flesh, they would never have sided with the demons for power.
"You don't actually think... my power is free, do you?"
Mo Luanqi revealed a mocking expression, then made a grasping motion in the air towards Mu Shengyun. With a scream, Mu Shengyun's body turned into a streak of blood light and entered his body.
"Not bad, not bad... It wasn't for nothing that I trained him for so long."
Mo Luanqi stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, savoring the taste.
The history of the demon race is ancient, and it's unclear whether the demon race or the human race has existed longer. However, the battle between the two races has never ceased, and humans have tried many times to transform the power of demons into the power of warriors...
Just as demons would raise human warriors, they would use their demonic power to unleash their potential and grant them demonic strength. When needed, they could instantly devour them to increase their own power.
Unfortunately, Li Ming acted too decisively earlier, instantly breaking through the three-person alliance and killing one of them.
At the same time, Mo Luanqi's eyes were filled with killing intent as he looked at Li Ming.
They no longer underestimated their opponent, but instead prepared to unleash their full power to deal with them.
"Click-click-click!"
With the sound of bones snapping and cracking, Mo Luanqi's body continued to expand, his bones popping as he rapidly grew taller, his muscles bulging out.
The original white skin disappeared, replaced by dense, eerie black scales that made it impossible to recognize the person.
The originally wide, blood-red robe was stretched and torn.
A black, demonic aura swirled around his body, emanating a terrifying presence that would chill most martial artists to the bone—a tremor that came from the very soul.
Just like the dragon's might over ordinary animals, this is a difference in the level of life.
"Such a powerful aura... It is indeed several times stronger than the incarnation from that day."
Li Ming was secretly alarmed.
The opponent's [Original Wound] attribute was faintly visible, as if it might disappear at any moment.
It seems the opponent is at least seven or eight tenths of their peak condition.
"Kid! Hope you can bring me some fun... Hahaha!"
After revealing his true demonic form, Mo Luanqi was extremely arrogant, his tall and imposing body obscuring the setting sun.
"Is that so... I'd like to see just how powerful a true demon really is!"
A cold glint flashed in Li Ming's eyes. The other party was staring at him, wanting to devour him, but wasn't he also wanting to kill the other party and obtain life energy?
It is only natural for humans to kill demons; no one can stop him, and he doesn't need to worry about anything.
"laugh!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Moon-Inviting Blade in Li Ming's hand emitted a dense blue light.
It's like holding a blue dragon in your palm!
The blade flashed like a waterfall cascading backwards, like a raging torrent, with an unstoppable momentum, slashing down from above.
This fierce slash, infused with primordial energy and seventy percent of sword intent, struck Mo Luanqi's body. The power of the dragon and elephant erupted, his blood boiled, and he was forced to press down.
The demonic energy barrier was completely unable to withstand such a fierce attack and was torn apart, with the blade intent striking the demonic body.
The blade pierced his flesh, tearing open a black rift!
"Not bad...but not enough!"
A wicked smile crept across Mo Luanqi's lips.
The vitality of demons is no joke.
Even though Li Ming's sword intent was incredibly powerful, it wasn't enough to seriously injure him.
The moment the words fell, Mo Luanqi's black hand, covered in scales, reached out, with bone spikes on its claws extending continuously.
"Pfft!"
The true energy barrier on Li Ming's body was instantly shattered, but fortunately, his movement skills were superb, and he quickly created distance.
After dodging Mo Luanqi's claw attack, he flashed again and reappeared behind his opponent.
In an instant, Li Ming unleashed dozens of sword strikes, the sword energy crisscrossing and forming a vast net as it slashed towards his opponent.
But Mo Luanqi only shuddered, and boundless demonic energy erupted, causing the sword energy to dissipate upon colliding with it.
Occasionally, a slash of sword energy would strike its demonic body, but it would heal in the blink of an eye.
"Sorcery - Domain of Death!"
The seven eyes of the demon were cold and ruthless, and its demonic power was like a raging fire, instantly engulfing an area of a hundred feet in radius.
The overwhelming demonic aura filled the air, and Li Ming felt as if countless hands were pulling at his body, preventing him from fully utilizing his movement techniques.
"die!"
Mo Luanqi grinned ferociously, stomped his foot, and the ground beneath him instantly caved in. Sparks flew as his body rubbed against the air as he pounced directly at Li Ming. He formed a fist seal with his right hand, which was filled with boundless demonic power, and threw a punch!
"You're the one who'll die!"
At that moment, Li Ming also suddenly moved, taking a small half-step forward and throwing a punch!
"boom!"
With just a wave of his hand, boundless air currents were drawn in.
The fist is like the blazing sun, containing the immense power of a dragon and elephant. Its power is condensed and unified, extremely strong and yang.
The true essence of the Overlord Fist imbues this punch with immense power!
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