"Good! Good! "
Seeing hundreds of Demonic Beasts rushing over at the same time, ordinary warriors would probably turn around and run away.
However, Chu Fengmian was extremely excited when he saw this scene.
These Demonic Beasts were all high-grade Blood Qi, which could help him condense the Sword Art of Slaughter.
Now that Chu Fengmian had absorbed the Blood Qi of the Thick Earth Python and the White Sand Tiger, he could barely activate the Sword Art of Slaughter.
Although it was still immature, as long as he killed more Demonic Beasts and absorbed their Blood Qi, the Sword Art of Slaughter could continue to be perfected.
"Kill!"
Chu Fengmian indifferently spat out the word "kill".
With this word, endless killing intent spread out from Chu Fengmian's body.
Under this killing intent, fear appeared in the eyes of many Demonic Beasts.
One of the most powerful points of the Sword Art of Slaughter was that before the sword was drawn, the person would feel cold.
Generally, warriors with weaker minds would be scared out of their wits and fall into a disadvantageous position before the battle.
Most of these Demonic Beasts were similar in strength to the White Sand Tiger. There was only one Fire Ape, one Rock Bear, and two Xiantian Demonic Beasts.
"These two Xiantian Demonic Beasts should be the leaders of this group of Demonic Beasts! I'll kill them first and wait for the other Demonic Beasts to panic. Then I'll kill them all! "
Chu Fengmian made up his mind and took the lead before the Demonic Beasts rushed over.
"Kill!"
With this word, Chu Fengmian's sword was filled with a terrifying Blood Qi. He suddenly slashed out.
"Slaughter of the Human World!"
A blood-red Sword Qi suddenly slashed at the Fire Ape.
"Boom!" The Fire Ape's body was directly blown apart.
Chu Fengmian grabbed with his big hand and absorbed countless Blood Qi, which merged into Chu Fengmian's body and made his Blood Qi more intense.
"Roar!"
Seeing that the Fire Ape was killed by a single sword strike, the Rock Bear roared, and a huge amount of Earth Spirit Power condensed and turned into a huge spear, thrusting towards Chu Fengmian.
"It's useless!"
Chu Fengmian's mind flickered, and another blood-colored sword ray flashed, cutting the huge spear in half.
At the same time, Chu Fengmian's figure moved and arrived in front of the Rock Bear. His sword pierced into the Rock Bear's body and countless blood Qi was absorbed by Chu Fengmian once again.
"The blood and Qi of these two Xiantian realm demon beasts aren't any weaker than that of the Thick Earth Python. I can feel that the Slaughter Sword Principle has become even more powerful! "
Chu Fengmian was overjoyed. Every time he devoured a portion of Blood Qi, Chu Fengmian could feel how powerful his Massacre Sword Art was.
Although his realm had not changed, if he could cultivate the Slaughter Sword Art, Chu Fengmian's strength would increase by at least 50%.
This was not impossible. After all, the limit of the Slaughter Sword Art was beyond the Heaven Level. It was much stronger than most of the sword arts in the world.
It was definitely one of the most powerful sword techniques in the world!
If it weren't for the fact that cultivating the Slaughter Sword Art was a crime against heaven and reason, Chu Fengmian would have done so long ago. Now that he had the chance, there was no way he would pass it up.
The two Xiantian realm demonlings had been easily slaughtered by Chu Fengmian, and the remaining demonlings were so terrified that they didn't dare to approach him.
However, there was no way Chu Fengmian was going to let the blood and Qi slip by.
Every time the sword in his hand flashed, it was enough to kill several demonic beasts. Chu Fengmian devoured a large amount of blood Qi and fused it into his Sword of Slaughter.
Five days passed.
During that time, it was impossible to say how many demonlings Chu Fengmian had killed. By this point, the forest was littered with corpses.
Whether they were in the air or on the ground, Chu Fengmian killed every single demonling he could find.
The murderous intent on Chu Fengmian's body had already reached its peak, making him look like a god of death.
There were tens of thousands of Wind-Control Realm demonlings, so many that Chu Fengmian couldn't even find them on his own.
Thanks to Grand Emperor Rich-Lush's examination, Chu Fengmian had benefited greatly from the fact that he had successfully cultivated the Slaughter Sword Art.
Now that he had mastered the Slaughter Sword Art, he was confident that he would be able to take on people like Young Sir Flamesouth, Chu Ning, and Cheng Tiankong without using the Rich-Lush Stele.
And if he used the Rich-Lush Stele, he might even be able to take on Zhi Lingtian.
If he could cultivate Chu Fengmian's Slaughter Sword Art to greater mastery, he was confident that he could easily crush and kill even Zhi Lingtian.
However, it was easier said than done to cultivate the Massacre Sword Principle to the Great Accomplishment stage.
Chu Fengmian had killed tens of thousands of demonlings, but he hadn't even reached the level of minor success. In fact, it seemed impossible for him to reach the level of major success.
He would have to kill demon-gods or Sages who had reached the level of godpower. If Chu Fengmian was that strong, he could crush Zhi Lingtian with a single finger.
'There's no need to think too much about it,' Chu Fengmian thought. 'The most important thing right now is to reach the level of minor success with the Slaughter Sword Art. Then I'll have a new trump card.'
With that, Chu Fengmian was confident that he would be able to kill Young Sir Flamesouth, Chu Ning, and Cheng Tiankong even without using the Rich-Lush Stele.
Chu Fengmian was determined to kill these three people. They wanted to kill Chu Fengmian and even force him into a desperate situation.
Chu Fengmian wouldn't be happy if he didn't kill them!
His figure once again shuttled back and forth in the forest, looking for other hidden demonic beasts to continue killing.
Another day passed. Almost all the demonic beasts in the space had been killed by Chu Fengmian. Among the countless demonic beasts, there was only one left.
A thunderhawk!
Chu Fengmian looked up into the sky.
This was the last remaining Demonic Beast, which was also the most powerful one in this space.
It was a thunderhawk, a demonling that was at the peak of the Windgate Realm.
This thunderhawk was a demonling that was born from the Innate Thunder Soul. It wasn't a spirit of the five elements, but it was stronger than the spirits of the five elements.
It was much stronger than the Primordial Dragon Turtle from a thousand years ago.
'This thunderhawk's strength is probably on par with Chu Ning and Cheng Tiankong. After killing it, my Slaughter Sword Art will reach the level of minor success!'
Chu Fengmian's Slaughter Sword Art had reached a bottleneck, and he needed to kill more powerful demonlings.
This thunderhawk was the perfect sacrifice for Chu Fengmian's Slaughter Sword Art to the level of minor success.
"Get down here!"
Chu Fengmian raised his head and roared.
His roar was like a dragon's roar!
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