Tianyuan Xuanxian

Chapter 107: Battle with the Demon Lord Liantian
"Is he really dead?"

Someone seemed a little unwilling and asked tentatively.

"Maybe... he's really dead."

The crowd slowly retreated. They witnessed the fall of a genius, a rising star that fell from the sky before it could grow into a blazing sun, turning into a meteor that flashed before their eyes with its last brilliant light.

But this is the practice of cultivation. Death is always inevitable on the path of cultivation, and everyone may lose their life in the next moment.

No matter how glorious or miserable one's life was, in the end one will turn into a handful of earth and sleep forever, without any conflict with the world.

Reality is so cruel and the way of heaven is so ruthless, but all living beings in the world live under this sky, so they have to act in accordance with the way of heaven.

In their eyes, Chen Xuan dared to fight against the will of heaven, compete with the will of heaven, and go against the will of heaven, doing things that they dared not do. But he finally met such an ending, which made the onlookers feel a sense of grief.

Chen Xuan was indeed dead, killed by a palm transformed by the way of heaven.

But perhaps, before that palm strike completely landed, Chen Xuan was already dead the moment he closed his eyes.

When everyone dispersed, a figure stood firm in the depths of the rolling thunderclouds in the sky. Around his body, a Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram composed entirely of black and white slowly rotated, emitting a sacred and mysterious aura, blocking out the endless thunder.

Endless dark energy overflowed from the Ten Thousand Demons Pool, wrapping his body inside and condensing into an ink-black robe, exuding a creepy and cold aura.

Chen Xuan's tightly closed eyes slowly opened, and there was no emotion in his gray pupils, as if he were a dead person.

He raised his head with an indifferent expression, his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate through layers of thunderclouds, through the endless void, and see the Heavenly Dao that was high above and looked down on all living beings.

At this moment, at the southern end of Tianyuan Continent, in a secret place within the Fusu Dynasty, a figure slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to look north, revealed a look of surprise, and let out a light exclamation.

After a moment, the man withdrew his gaze and reached out to touch a divine cicada floating in front of him.

The divine cicada, as big as a finger joint, let out a long chirp, as if responding to its owner's caress.

The figure smiled and said to the divine cicada in front of him:
"That's great! From today on, there will be another fellow believer in the world."

After saying this, he stopped talking and closed his eyes again. His aura disappeared, like a corpse that had been sitting in meditation for a long time.

At this moment, a figure appeared in front of Chen Xuan, a familiar figure made entirely of thunder.

"Demon Lord Liantian!"

Chen Xuan opened his mouth slowly and uttered these four words.

The man did not speak, but eight different phantoms of monsters suddenly appeared behind him and punched towards Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan remained calm and fearless. The aura of the Demon Lord Liantian in front of him was similar to his own, both were in the middle stage of foundation building.

As for a cultivator at the same level as himself, Chen Xuan believed that he would never be defeated, even if this cultivator was a real immortal.

Facing his unstoppable punch, Chen Xuan dodged sideways, then stretched out his right hand and slapped him on the crown of his head.

A strange insect mark suddenly appeared between the eyebrows of the Demon Lord Liantian, who was transformed by thunder and lightning. Then his body moved sideways in a strange way and rushed straight towards Chen Xuan.

Caught off guard, Chen Xuan broke several bones in his chest and flew backwards several feet, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

The Demon Lord Liantian turned around and charged towards Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan was not in a hurry. He danced his hands, seemingly slowly but actually quickly, forming a circular Tai Chi Yin and Yang, which relieved all the force of the collision.

Then he punched the head of the Demon Lord Lian Tian, ​​knocking him back. As he retreated, his wrists flew, and blood-red moon blades slashed towards Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan also used the wind and snow technique, and the cold wind mixed with countless snowflakes flew towards the moon blade, making a tinkling sound.

At the same time, Chen Xuan clenched his right hand, and a blood-red weeping blood knife appeared in his hand. He flashed and slashed towards the Demon Lord Liantian.

A centipede mark flashed again between the eyebrows of the Demon Lord Liantian, and an eight-foot-long golden centipede appeared in his palm. He reached his hand into the centipede's mouth and lifted it upside down. The thousands of golden long legs of the centipede turned into saw teeth. Then he held the sawtooth centipede and used it as a weapon, colliding it with the Blood-Crying Knife in Chen Xuan's hand.

"Boom boom boom!"

The two men's figures collided repeatedly in the thunderclouds, and in an instant they fought for hundreds of rounds, but there was still no winner.

After another fight, both of them flew backwards.

At this moment, the clothes transformed from the dark energy on Chen Xuan's body were already tattered, and his body was covered with scars. Every time the weapon transformed from the sawtooth centipede touched Chen Xuan's body, it would take away a piece of flesh and blood from Chen Xuan's body.

After the Blood-Crying Knife in Chen Xuan's hand slashed the body of the Demon Lord Liantian, it was also able to absorb a trace of the energy in his body.

Chen Xuan's expression finally became solemn. This Demon Lord Liantian, who was at the same level as himself, was not half as powerful as himself. The two fought for a long time but could not determine the winner.

Chen Xuan glanced at the weapon transformed from the sawtooth centipede in his hand, frowning.
"What kind of method is this? Each of his insects actually has its own corresponding ability. Does it mean that each insect corresponds to a different technique?"

Chen Xuan was shocked and immediately recalled the countless swarms of insects he saw in the cave that day, and his scalp went numb.

If this is true, Chen Xuan dare not imagine how many methods the Demon Lord Liantian has.

The person who appeared later that day was able to make even the Demon Lord Liantian retreat three feet. Chen Xuan couldn't help but guess the person's identity.

Although it was just a fleeting glimpse that day, Chen Xuan always felt that the man gave him a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen him somewhere before, but no matter how hard he racked his brains he could not remember.

Gradually, Chen Xuan withdrew his thoughts and looked towards where the Demon Lord Lian Tian was again, but his expression suddenly froze. The Demon Lord Lian Tian's aura had disappeared!
Chen Xuan only felt a chill on his back, and almost instantly, a moon blade slashed across Chen Xuan's neck and cut off his head.

Not far away, another figure of Chen Xuan slowly emerged. His expression was extremely ugly. If he had not used the Lan Cang Nine Shadows in time to exchange the positions of his original body and clone, he would have been killed by it by now.

Chen Xuan no longer dared to be distracted and devoted his full attention to the battle.

He summoned the Soul-Suppressing Tower and hung it above his head. Strands of light fell from the tower, protecting Chen Xuan's body.

Then another Chen Xuan suddenly appeared from behind the Demon Lord Liantian, with a sharp blade made of dark energy in his hand, stabbing at his back.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound was heard, and the skin of the Demon Lord Liantian suddenly turned into the color of white jade. The sharp blade transformed from the dark energy was unable to penetrate his body.

At the same time, a shadow of an insect like a furnace emerged from between his eyebrows, and Chen Xuan's clone immediately retreated.

In an instant, the furnace-like insect furnace lid was opened, and endless flames spewed out from it, emitting astonishingly high temperature. If Chen Xuan's clone had not retreated in time, he would have been burned to ashes.

Taking advantage of the fact that his clone was temporarily holding him back, the Ling and Ming Qi in Chen Xuan's dantian were running wildly. A huge amount of Xuan Qi merged out from the dantian and gathered in Chen Xuan's palm.

The Demon Lord Liantian seemed to have sensed the danger, and immediately repelled his clone with one strike, and pounced towards Chen Xuan's real body.

A ball of mysterious energy the size of an adult had already condensed in front of Chen Xuan. Seeing the Demon Lord Liantian rushing over, Chen Xuan immediately mobilized a wisp of dark energy and injected it into the mysterious energy.

　I'm really sorry, I'm a bit stuck in my writing today, and the tribulation here is dragging on too slowly, and I found that I'm really not very good at writing fight scenes. Fortunately, it's finally coming to an end, and I'll update 10,000 words tomorrow!
　　
　
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