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Chapter 497

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Wutian saw all of this but didn't say anything. Since Kong Hanqing had already decided to kill him, he naturally wouldn't show any mercy.

With the knot in his heart undone, Wutian's heart was unprecedentedly calm. He expressionlessly walked forward step by step, the power of wood gushing out, constantly healing his wounds. By the time he was a hundred feet away from Kong Hanqing, the wounds on his body had already scabbed over.

Kong Hanqing deeply looked at his white-haired father, his heart filled with sorrow and desolation. Then, he turned his gaze to Wutian in the distance.

His eyes were filled with the aura of death, but there was also a hint of decisiveness in them!

"Father, I know that you love me very much, but I have no choice but to do this. Because even if I admit defeat, I won't be able to live for long. The slaughter puppets have already exhausted my life force. The only thing I can do now is to kill this person and avenge Brother Chong, as well as remove a great disaster for you all!"

Kong Hanqing silently said these words in his heart. Then, he stared at Wutian and said, "Wutian, I have already predicted my end today. But even if I have to die, I will drag you down with me."

His tone was extremely calm, without a trace of anger or killing intent. However, it was enough to make one's heart tremble. The Little Demon King was the best proof. As soon as he said this, he subtly pulled away from Kong Hanqing.

"Die with me?"

Wutian shook his head and said, "Kong Hanqing, I admit that you are very strong. You can be considered an outstanding figure among your peers. I have seen many geniuses who are much inferior to you. For example, my little follower."

"Wu … Li Feng, you bastard, are you courting death!?" Seeing that he was implicated, especially when he heard Wutian say that he was inferior to Kong Hanqing, Cang Zheng immediately scolded.

Wutian ignored him. He expressionlessly looked at Kong Hanqing and said, "Don't misunderstand. I said that he isn't as strong as you in certain aspects, such as your infatuation. But in terms of strength and foundation, you can't compare to him at all."

"Is that so?" Kong Hanqing stared blankly and carefully observed Cang Zheng for a moment. In the end, he did not see anything and could not help but snort disdainfully.

Cang Zheng wasn't angry, and even acted as if he didn't see it. He continued to chat with Sikong Yanran.

Because he knew that as long as he spoke, he would definitely be implicated. He hadn't reached the point where he was bored to the point where his balls hurt. Tasting fragrant tea and watching a small show was such a pleasing thing to do. Why would he run over and blindly get involved?

"If you want to kill me, then let's begin! Let me see what you're capable of. "

Wutian didn't explain much and went straight to the point. He didn't mean to provoke Kong Hanqing, but it sounded like blatant contempt to Kong Hanqing.

The expression on Kong Hanqing's face was clear. Wutian didn't pay attention to it. It didn't matter whether it was a misunderstanding or not. He then glanced at the Little Demon King, who had been coldly watching from the side, and said, "I don't want to waste any more time. You too."

"How arrogant of you!"

The Little Demon King was a very strong-willed person. How could he withstand such provocation? The aura that he had been accumulating for a long time suddenly erupted. Overnight, his cultivation soared to the Great Accomplishment Stage, just like Kong Hanqing.

"Kong Hanqing can't kill you. Let me. I'll take your dog life in less than ten moves!" The Little Demon King's clothes were piercingly cold, and his aura could swallow mountains and rivers. He grabbed at the air, and a sharp blade suddenly appeared. It was dark purple in color and surged with elemental energy. The sharp blade buzzed and trembled, and a large area of the void was instantly annihilated!

"That's Wang Fan's Royal Weapon, the Demon-slaying Blade!"

"Looks like Wang Fan put in a lot of effort to kill Li Feng. Not only did he forcibly raise Li Feng's cultivation to the Great Accomplishment Stage, but he also gave the Demon-slaying Blade, which he treasured as his life, to the Little Demon King!"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? If Li Feng gets first place, the Eternal Gambling House might not even be able to afford the 30 billion essence even if they lost their underpants. Even if they had enough, they would never be able to recover from this setback. Who knows how many years it would take for them to recover?"

The crowd in the distance discussed animatedly, and Wang Fan's face turned red. He was furious, but he didn't dare to vent his anger.

"Demon-slaying Blade, not a bad name. I wonder if Gui Mei will like it."

Wutian put his hands behind his back and pondered. The two armies were very powerful, but the Dark Army was slightly inferior. After all, the Heart Sword of the Sword Sealer could raise one's cultivation by one stage. Therefore, he had to find a way to strengthen the Dark Army, especially Gui Mei and the other four experts at the Great Accomplishment Stage. The Royal Weapon was undoubtedly the fastest way.

"How dare you be absent-minded in front of me? Humph! Well, I'll take this opportunity to kill you easily. Then I'll kill Kong Hanqing, and I'll be first in this year's Shadow Guardian Competition! "

The Little Demon King sneered in his heart. His figure flickered, and he approached Wutian stealthily with the Demon-slaying Blade in his hand. What surprised the Little Demon King was that Wutian didn't react when he was so close. It was as if he didn't see him.

"Go to hell!"

Seeing this, the Little Demon King grinned maliciously. The Demon-slaying Blade in his hand was fully activated. The power of the Royal Weapon shocked all living creatures within thousands of miles. Its terrifying edge tore through the void and pierced toward Wutian's lower abdomen at lightning speed.

"I've been waiting for you." Wutian suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of mockery. His hands, which were behind his back a moment ago, quickly moved to block his lower abdomen at an extremely strange speed.

"Oh no!" Hearing this, the Little Demon King's expression changed drastically. He knew he had been tricked. Just as he was about to withdraw the Demon-slaying Blade, he suddenly felt that the Demon-slaying Blade was fixed in place by something and couldn't move an inch.

Taking a closer look, the Little Demon King, who was usually extremely daring, couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. He saw a big hand firmly grasping the blade of the Demon-slaying Blade. The power of the Royal Weapon was shocking, but it couldn't tear the big hand apart. Only a stream of blood kept flowing out between the blade and the big hand!

"He's holding the Demon-slaying Blade with his bare hand? How is this possible?!" The Little Demon King turned pale with fright.

The mountain range, which had been bustling with noise, instantly fell silent. Everyone's mouth was wide open, big enough to stuff an egg in. It was unbelievable!

In fact, they should have noticed this earlier. When they were fighting with the Slaughter Puppets, Wutian was basically fighting with his bare hands. Although the Slaughter Puppets weren't as sharp as the Demon-slaying Blade, they were still equivalent to Royal Weapons.

How could the quality of his physical body be bad when he could fight with the Slaughter Puppets for so long? It was very normal for him to be able to take the Demon-slaying Blade with his bare hands. Unfortunately, they had overlooked this point.

Perhaps only Cang Zheng was normal at the scene. He was leisurely drinking fragrant tea. However, if one looked closely, they would find that there was a trace of doubt in his eyes. This was also the doubt he had in his heart all this time.

Logically speaking, Wutian, this bastard, had the Hand of God. The Demon-slaying Blade shouldn't have been able to hurt him in the slightest. In the previous battle with the Slaughter Puppets, his fists shouldn't have been injured either. However, all of this had happened.

"Could it be … Could it be that Wutian, that bastard, removed the Hand of God? That's right, it must be so! "

When Cang Zheng thought of this, an inexplicable anger rose in his heart like a volcanic eruption. With a bang, he slammed his palm on the tea table and suddenly stood up. The tea table, teapot, and teacups all turned into fine powder!

Glaring angrily at Wutian, Cang Zheng angrily scolded, "Li Feng, you bastard, you actually removed the Hand of God. Can you not be so arrogant? Don't you know that there's always a mountain higher than the one before it? If you meet a troublesome expert, won't your hands be crippled? You careless bastard, do you want to anger people to death?!"

"Eh!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was stunned. Even Wutian was the same. He looked at Cang Zheng in bewilderment. What was wrong with this guy today? He actually cared about him. And this concern, he really felt it, it came from the bottom of his heart.

However, he felt that Cang Zheng's tone and appearance seemed to be overly concerned. It was very much like the concern between lovers.

Could it be that it was really as he thought before? Did Cang Zheng really have a homosexual fetish? Thinking of this, Wutian couldn't help but shiver. Goosebumps covered his body.

"What's wrong with me? Why am I losing my composure?" Feeling the gazes from all around, Cang Zheng's expression froze. He seemed to have thought of something and a faint blush appeared on his face.

"Humph! Whether you die or not, it's none of my business. "

After saying this, Cang Zheng turned his head and looked elsewhere, as if he was hiding something or thinking about something. He didn't even notice that the Four-headed Violent Ape and the Gold-biter Rat were laughing in his arms.

Only two people were not distracted by this. They were Kong Hanqing and the Little Demon King. When they saw Wutian's expression, they looked at each other tacitly and instantly reached a consensus. Then, they roared in unison.

"Go to hell!"

The Little Demon King's strength surged into his arm like a torrent. The Little Demon King took a step forward. Caught off guard, the Demon-slaying Blade immediately left Wutian's hand and stabbed madly at his lower abdomen at lightning speed!

The Demon-slaying Blade was only an inch away from his lower abdomen. Coupled with the Little Demon King's sudden attack, Wutian had no time to react. With a "puff" sound, the Demon-slaying Blade's sharp edge pierced his lower abdomen!

Blood spurted out!

The terrifying might of the Imperial Weapon was like countless sharp blades stabbing into the body. Flesh and blood splattered everywhere!

The Little Demon King laughed savagely. He exerted strength in his arm and the Demon-slaying Blade went further in. The smile on his face became even brighter, as if he could already see the fate of this trash's Sea of Qi being destroyed!

However, in the next moment, the smile on his face froze. He was shocked to find that no matter how much strength he exerted, the Demon-slaying Blade could not go any further!

Without thinking, the Little Demon King pulled out the Demon-slaying Blade and decisively retreated. Unfortunately, he was still one step too late. A fist as hard as divine iron landed with a bang on his chest. The Little Demon King only felt a majestic force surging into his body like an ocean. His ribs were instantly shattered and even his internal organs were fatally damaged and torn apart!

"Ah!"

With a miserable cry, the Little Demon King spat out a mouthful of blood. Like a meteor, he crashed into a mountain range. The place exploded with a loud bang, sending rubble everywhere and covering the sky with dust!

"If you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish right now!" Wutian said coldly. Ignoring the wound in his lower abdomen, he took a step forward. His target was not the Little Demon King, but Kong Hanqing.

Wutian did not care about Kong Hanqing's strength, but the five Slaughter Puppets were frighteningly monstrous. If he did not use external help, he would have to be wary of them.

Most importantly, Slaughter Puppets were lifeless metal bodies. They didn't know pain, nor did they feel fatigue!

And Kong Hanqing was the key. Only by killing her would the Slaughter Puppets stop reviving.

"Li Feng, you're too late. Die!"

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