Di Wuque said, "Good. Do you see the three people fighting with my master? The Celestial Demon Monarch, the Earth Demon Monarch, and the Shadow Demon Monarch. These three are all Primes. Among them, the Celestial Demon Monarch is the main force. My master spends most of his energy dealing with this Demon. "
"The target is him?"
"That's right. The other two Primes are weaker. They rely on the power of faith of the millions of believers in the Divine Kingdom. As long as we eliminate the Celestial Demon Monarch or severely injure him, my master will have a chance to make a move. "
Yan Shisan glanced at the situation of the battlefield. Overwhelming Demonic Qi filled the sky and ground. The entire Kunlun Realm's formation was cut up.
Several factions that could have formed strong combat prowess were beaten into a daze and could only retreat.
If this continued, the Kunlun Realm would soon reach the Heavenly Dew Divine Spring.
Yan Shisan nodded and said, "Good. Tell me what to do."
A ferocious look appeared in Di Wuque's eyes as he said, "There is a forbidden technique in my Myriad Heaven Divine Fist, Deities Descending. I have never used it before. If I use the essence blood of the Deity Race as a catalyst, I can surpass my limits and bring out thirty times my combat prowess. "
Yan Shisan frowned slightly and said indifferently, "Your body cannot endure ten times your combat prowess. Even if you do not die from thirty times your combat prowess, you will be crippled."
As the two spoke, they stopped moving. Their figures flickered, and everywhere they passed, blood rained. Without a Demon Monarch making a move, the other Demons would find it hard to block the two working together.
Fist light and sword light swept through everything before them, killing everything in their way. The two were not greedy. They did not stop for more than fifteen minutes at a time, not giving the Demons a chance to trap them.
"Bang!"
With a casual punch, Di Wuque sent out thousands of beams of divine light, directly shattering an Iron Demon. Even an Iron Demon could not block this fist light. This showed how strong his explosive power was. Xiao Chen's physical body had undergone a metamorphosis on the nine-colored Emperor's Road.
"Haha! If the Kunlun Realm is gone, even if I live, I will be no different from a cripple." Di Wuque said indifferently, "You have only one chance to make a move. I will use a forbidden technique to create a chance for you to use one sword strike."
"Be careful, there is only one sword. If you don't have this confidence, then don't bother playing with me."
Yan Shisan casually swung his sword and chopped off the head of a Winged Demon. Then, he said calmly, "Ever since you became famous, everyone in the world feared you. When have I, Yan Shisan, ever feared you?"
"Hahaha! Good! Good! As expected of Yan Shisan. If that person hadn't appeared out of nowhere, you would have been my greatest opponent in this life. "
Amidst Di Wuque's maniacal laughter, the myriad divine halos that shot out from his body all entered his body.
For a moment, his aura was restrained, and his eyes hid the sharpest edge of his life.
Kacha!
His heart split open, and a drop of his heart's blood flowed out of his body. His eyes suddenly turned blood-red. His long hair fluttered in the wind. Every single strand of white hair seemed to be stained with fresh blood.
Yan Shisan closed his eyes and sheathed his sword. He was about to execute the most magnificent sword move of his life.
Perhaps, it would also be the last sword …
Two youths were audacious enough to want to assassinate a Prime. Furthermore, it was the Celestial Demon Monarch, who was ranked first among the eighteen Demon Monarchs.
If such thoughts were exposed, it would probably be earth-shattering, making everyone laugh their heads off.
However, that was what Yan Shisan and Di Wuque did.
"Myriad Heaven Divine Fist, Deities Descending!"
Di Wuque shouted, and a scarlet light shone from his entire body. It was like he was possessed. Then, he suddenly soared up and shot forward.
The scarlet light contained Di Wuque's heart's blood. It looked like a rain of blood.
The dazzling scarlet light shocked every cultivator fighting in the battlefield for five thousand kilometers around, in the sky and on the ground, in the Kunlun Realm and the Demonic World. They all felt this aura that was even more berserk than that of a Prime. It was simply like a human-shaped volcano.
"It's him!"
The Heaven Punishing Prime's final disciple, Xing Jue, was currently leading the Corpse Race cultivators in a head-on clash with the Iron Demon. When he saw this scene, he was stunned.
"It's Di Wuque!" Feng Wuji muttered to himself in disbelief.
"This is crazy! What is he trying to do?"
With one glance, everyone could tell that Di Wuque definitely used a Forbidden Art. Otherwise, his aura would not be so horrifying.
"Celestial Demon Monarch, receive a punch from me, Di Wuque!"
The Celestial Demon Monarch, who was currently exchanging moves with Emperor Forsaken, smiled coldly, not caring about Di Wuque at all. "You overestimate yourself."
Above the Divine Kingdom, Emperor Forsaken's body became three kilometers tall due to the power of faith, looking like a divine being.
"Forbidden Art! Bloodline Forbidden Art …"
At this moment, the Celestial Demon Monarch's expression changed drastically. However, he could not stop it at all.
Like a meteor exploding, a spot of divine light that looked like blood dripped on Di Wuque's body in the sky. Deities Descending, tenfold combat prowess increased explosively again, reaching thirty-fold combat prowess with this punch.
"Pu ci!"
Space shattered, and Di Wuque looked like he teleported, appearing in front of the Celestial Demon Monarch from nowhere. Blood leaked out of a corner of his lips as he laughed loudly and punched.
"Humph! You think you are worthy of dying together with me?!"
The Celestial Demon Monarch felt somewhat flustered. To think that this brat wanted to die together with him. Without even thinking, he executed his consummate Demonic Shadow Palm.
A Demonic God image appeared behind the Celestial Demon Monarch. A vast Demonic Might immediately suppressed Di Wuque's tyrannical aura.
Then, the Celestial Demon Monarch pushed out a palm to clash with this punch.
"Boom!"
The energy in Di Wuque's body was already extremely unstable in the first place. The instant the fist and palm clashed, the energy surged. The Emperor's Body exploded on the spot, dying without a complete corpse.
Cracks appeared in the Demonic God image behind the Celestial Demon Monarch before it crumbled and vanished.
"Pu ci!" The Celestial Demon Monarch vomited a large mouthful of blood as he retreated a few steps with an unsightly expression.
Unexpectedly, Di Wuque's final punch contained a strength that was even stronger than a Prime's, severely injuring the Celestial Demon Monarch.
"Flawless!"
Emperor Forsaken could only watch as Di Wuque died before him. He simply could not accept it.
Retreat! Qitian is going crazy. I absolutely cannot endure his blow right now.
Fear welled up in the Celestial Demon Monarch's heart as he quickly retreated. The Earth Demon Monarch and the Shadow Demon Monarch reacted very quickly, shielding the Celestial Demon Monarch as he retreated.
"Killing Sword Dao, Rage Turns Demonic!"
"Clang!"
Suddenly, a sword hum, accompanied by the wails of ghosts and howls of wolves, rang out. Yan Shisan, who had his eyes tightly shut, opened them.
Yan Shisan did not draw his sword. Just by opening his eyes, he exuded an unparalleled sword intent.
He started practicing the sword at the age of eight and had been practicing it for thirty years. He did not walk the usual path, walking the unconventional path, drawing his sword only to kill.
"Killing Sword Dao, Ultimate Sword, Rage Turns Demonic!"
Yan Shisan opened his eyes, drew his sword, and turned demonic. This final sword strike of his contained an overwhelming Demonic Qi, a Demonic Qi that made all the Demon Monarchs tremble.
The sword went out of control, dragging Yan Shisan into the air.
The Celestial Demon Monarch, who had been guarding against Emperor Forsaken, could not react at all. This fatal sword strike chopped off his head from behind.
What kind of sword could be so fast? What kind of sword could kill a demon with one strike?
Only the Demonic Sword, Yan Shisan's final sword strike, was no longer under his control. It had become a thoroughly demonic sword.
The Celestial Demon Monarch died!
His clone's body decayed, and he died on the spot. He did not even have time to say his last words.
The strongest of the eighteen Demon Monarchs died at the hands of two juniors of the Kunlun Realm. Even in his wildest dreams, the Celestial Demon Monarch would not have expected such a result. All the cultivators of the Demonic World would not have guessed it even if they racked their brains.
"I, Yan Shisan, do not have many friends. Before I die, I count you, Di Wuque, as one."
Yan Shisan, whose eyes contained boundless Demonic Qi, squeezed out a smile, relying on his last bit of rationality. Yan Shisan shook his hand ferociously, and the sword shattered. Then, he held the broken sword and stabbed it into his Heart of an Emperor.
Rage Turns Demonic. With this final sword strike, Yan Shisan entered the Demonic Dao.
If he did not commit suicide, he would lose all rationality and become a killing machine, a humanoid Demonic Beast.
As Life Essence flowed out, Yan Shisan's corpse slowly drifted down from the sky.
The two outstanding talents of the current Kunlun Realm, second only to Xiao Chen, fell just like that, exchanged for the head of the top Demon Monarch of the Deep Abyss Demonic World.
Many people silently shed tears. Their eyes turned bloodshot, and hatred surged in their hearts, hating that they could not kill all these Demons.
Emperor Forsaken felt indescribable grief. However, he knew that this was Di Wuque's kind intentions. Xiao Chen wanted Xiao Chen to free up his hands and turn the situation around.
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