Devouring the Starry Sky: Hunyuan Space

Chapter 845: The Heart of the Demonic Sword—Face Him!

"How could he be so strong? I feel like he hasn't used his full strength yet. Is this the devil in his prime?" King Chen Jian couldn't explain his feelings. His previous self-confidence was shattered at this moment.

Completely overwhelmed, he saw no hope of winning.

"Come again." The demon looked at King Chen Jian, his eyes full of sarcasm.

At this moment, he saw Luo Feng coming. In his perception, Luo Feng's realm was only the late stage of the Sky Breaking Realm. He had not even reached the Half-Step Divine Realm. He was too weak.

This time, he will let Luo Feng thoroughly experience what despair is!

King Chen Jian, who was at the Divine Spirit Realm, was as weak as a chicken in front of him, let alone the Heaven Breaking Realm.

King Chen Jian stared at the demon. Realizing the huge gap between them, he had no choice but to fight with all his might in this battle. He had no way to retreat, and the demon would not let him go.

He also quickly glanced behind him and saw three auras coming. One was Old Man Meng, and the other two were, one of whom should be the Demon Shura Peak.

It’s a pity, it’s useless. Even he is no match for the devil, and the others are even more like ants.

"Come!" King Chen Jian knew that he could not retreat. The long sword in his hand hummed and sword energy rippled. He used all his strength to perform the forbidden amplification technique. At the same time, the soul of his body began to burn.

This time, I have to fight hard.

If he can't influence the devil to this extent, then the fate of all the lives that are opposite to the devil in this world will be the same.

Chen Jian Wang, whose soul and life were burning, had indeed become much more powerful and faster. In another instant, he arrived in front of the demon. When he swung his sword suddenly, soul fluctuations were transmitted in his eyes, and his soul power instantly penetrated into the demon's body.

However, soul attacks have no effect on demons.

You know, he is both a demon and the Sword Demon Heart, and he has complete independent consciousness. How can this guy influence him?

In the eyes of the Sword Demon, this sword was too slow.

With just a simple move of the sword, he easily deflected the sword.

King Chen Jian was still being fooled.

But King Chen Jian did not give up and continued to attack frantically, but his attacks seemed very weak, like hitting cotton.

At this time, Di Bai, Luo Feng and Old Man Meng had already arrived at the battle circle. They saw with their own eyes that the demons were standing still, but King Chen Jian's attack was totally ineffective.

Both Old Man Meng and Luo Feng looked extremely ugly.

As strong as King Chen Jian is, he is so weak in front of the devil. They are simply not on the same level.

"No, who can resist such a demon?" Old Man Meng felt endless despair in his heart. In their eyes, although King Chen Jian was very weak compared to the demon, this level of attack had completely surpassed his level of half-step to the divine realm. Every wave of fluctuations in it could easily kill him.

Even the slightest fluctuation would cost him his life.

"Stop!" Luo Feng asked Di Bai to stop. At this moment, they were still some distance away from the battlefield. His eyes were fixed on the two fighting parties.

When he saw the demon's figure, endless fear surged from the depths of his memory.

Luo Feng's body trembled even more violently.

But he held back and stared closely, especially when the demon attacked and every defensive move, he stared closely.

His knowledge of swordsmanship was very deep. Seeing these simple moves of the devil made him see a lot of things. Many things were intertwined in his eyes.

On the battlefield.

The one who was attacking frantically was King Chen Jian. His sword was indeed very fast and his swordsmanship was superb, but these were only his views on Old Man Meng. In the eyes of the Sword Demon, such moves were too weak.

"I've given you almost enough chances. It's my turn to take action." Dao Moxin's voice rang out, and the sarcasm in his eyes turned into indifference. Looking at Chen Jianwang who was rushing up, Dao Moxin drew his sword instantly. This was his real sword drawing. A golden sword light lit up, and the sword rushed towards Chen Jianwang's sword at an extremely fast speed.

clang!
A crisp sound was transmitted along the field, and the next moment, the long sword in Chen Jianwang's hand was shattered into several pieces, and the broken blade was thrown directly into the air. Dao Moxin's knife passed by with such speed that Chen Jianwang's mind was still focused on the broken sword in the previous moment, and he had no time to react at all, and the knife swept across his neck.

The next moment, his entire head was thrown into the air.

The flying head still had a look of fear on it. The next moment, his body, holding the broken sword, suddenly exploded backwards. Fortunately, after breaking through to the divine realm, his body had begun to turn into energy. Even though his head was cut off, he was not killed. His strength guided his body to continuously repair and grow. In just a short while, a new head grew out.

However, his eyes were filled with not only despair, but also fear. He had never thought that the demon would chop off his head with just one counterattack. He knew clearly that the demon had the power to kill him easily.

While he was still thinking about many things in his mind, suddenly, a demon's body appeared beside him. A golden knife light fell and directly cut his body. His broken sword could not resist it at all, or he was so frightened that he did not react at all. The knife was so powerful that he felt the traces of his defensive treasures appear in the moment the knife light passed by.

Immediately afterwards, the entity of the knife rushed over, and his defensive treasures were completely useless as he was directly hit by the knife. In fear, his body was cut directly by the knife. The next moment, his body was broken into two pieces, and the sharp knife light madly strangled the two halves of his body along the knife edge.

The power in him was being madly destroyed.

His eyes were full of fear: "No!"

The two halves of his body quickly fled in different directions, but his lower body was unable to escape and was directly annihilated.

As for the upper body, it was restrained by the powerful domain and its speed was too slow.

"So weak! Is this the strength of your divine realm? You can't even withstand a single blow." Dao Moxin's voice sounded, his eyes full of sarcasm.

Old Man Meng, who was standing in the distance and watching Di Bai, had a very pale face.

The demon was too powerful. Just as Luo Feng had said, Chen Jian Wang, who was in the Spirit Realm, was no match for the demon. Looking at Chen Jian Wang, who was still struggling and fleeing, Elder Meng's eyes were filled with endless despair: "Could it be that this time, the heavens really wanted to kill me, a cultivator?"

King Chen Jian's upper body is still being repaired, but I'm afraid it's of no use.

With half of the strength lost, even if the upper body could be repaired, it would be useless.

Fortunately, the demon didn't seem to care about him too much. Even if he escaped, he didn't care. Instead, a figure flashed and came directly in front of Luo Feng and the other three:

He stood in front of Luo Feng and others, releasing a mighty pressure and a terrifying aura descending. Di Bai's entire body was completely restrained and unable to move, but what could be felt was that his flesh and blood were trembling, and at the same time, his soul was also trembling, and his eyes were full of fear.

For a guy in the early stage of the Sky-breaking Realm, facing such a demon in the Divine Realm is like dust facing the sun.

Luo Feng and Old Man Meng, who were standing on Emperor Bai's head, felt an extremely powerful pressure coming at them. His eyes were also filled with despair and fear. At the same time, he couldn't help but kneel down. The fear in his heart made his body tremble, and he was completely unable to look directly at the demon in front of him.

At this moment, the power of the devil was once again materialized in his mind.

The pressure alone was enough to make him kneel down.

Back then, those three were able to fight to the death to suppress the demon. At that time, he was also at the scene. He was still very weak, but when he was weak, the demon seemed far less terrifying than what he saw before him. It can be imagined that the demon now is completely beyond their cognition. No wonder, King Chen Jian in the Divine Realm could not defeat it.

But he sensed that Luo Feng, who was standing beside him, did not kneel down.

Of course, he didn't kneel down, but he saw from the corner of his eye that Luo Feng's body was shaking constantly, and he was also under great pressure.

But what he didn't expect was that what Luo Feng had to face at this moment was much more terrifying than he had imagined.

In Luo Feng's spiritual memory, there is a scene that is so similar to the present scene. The figure that makes him feel endless fear is the guy in front of him.

Under the double impact from within and without, the soul is filled with boundless fear.

Filled with pressure from outside, he finally understood why this was his fate. He couldn't even activate his own strength to fight back, as his power was severely restricted.

He seemed unable to face this demon directly. Whenever he looked at the demon, the terrifying scene in his heart would clearly emerge. This fear came from the deepest part of his heart and was engraved in his soul, as if it was a fatal instinct that he could not get rid of.

His body was shaking continuously. This strong pressure seemed to want him to kneel down and submit.

"Luo Feng! Why don't you kneel when you see me!" There was madness in Dao Moxin's eyes.

Finally, this day came, Luo Feng had to submit to him in front of him!

His voice was accompanied by an even stronger and more powerful impact of endless pressure, and the feeling of being a high and mighty emperor was extremely strong. Elder Meng, who was standing beside Luo Feng, not only knelt, but even pressed his head against the scales of Emperor Bai's head. This pressure was totally beyond the ability of a half-step god like him to bear.

But what he never expected was that Luo Feng on the side was still holding on and did not kneel down.

Luo Feng's body was shaking violently, but deep in his heart, there was also an unyielding will, and a voice kept ringing: You must not kneel, you must not kneel! You must face your fear, face him, face him! Only by facing the great fear deep in your heart can you turn the tables! Only by turning over!
"Face him! Face him! Face him!" This was the mad cry from deep within Luo Feng's heart.

Luo Feng's expression became extremely ferocious, his body trembled violently, his fists were clenched tightly, his nails were not long, but they were sunk into his flesh and blood oozed out.

His head was lowered, trembling constantly, and he was slowly trying to lift it up.

(End of this chapter)