Clang!
Luo Wufu could no longer remember how many times he had clashed with the opponent.
The person in front of him was the strongest expert he had ever seen in his life!
Moreover, the opponent's skill with the saber was countless times better than his.
Wielding a weapon that was far inferior to the broken saber in his hand, the opponent was able to fight him head-on for more than ten days, yet the weapon was still intact!
However, Luo Wufu had no intention of giving up. His fighting spirit was still incomparably strong. In his eyes … there was only this person. Only by killing him would his mission be considered complete.
The Demon King's expression was also incomparably solemn.
He was not arrogant to the point of thinking that he was the number one expert in the Immortal World. But speaking of which, there were not many opponents in the entire Immortal World who could fight with him for so long. He did not expect that this old cultivator from the Luo family, whose name he had never heard of, could actually fight with him for so long!
Generally speaking, battles between cultivators usually ended very quickly. It could be the time it took for a joss stick to burn, or the time it took to drink a cup of tea. Even if it was long … it would usually not exceed two hours. It was very rare for a battle like this to last for more than ten days.
Even if the old cultivator in front of him relied on the sharpness of the broken saber in his hand, even without the broken saber, he was definitely a formidable opponent.
"You are an opponent worthy of respect." As the old cultivator was fighting, he suddenly said something. This was the first time the old cultivator said this after fighting with the Demon King for more than ten days.
The Demon King was startled at first, then immediately said, "You too."
"If … without this saber, I don't think I'm a match for you, and the battle might have ended long ago." The old cultivator said.
"There's no point in saying that. Weapons are also a form of strength." The Demon King said.
"Yes." The old cultivator sighed. "If it's possible, I don't want to kill you."
"Kill me?" The Demon King raised an eyebrow, feeling a little funny. "We've already fought for more than ten days. Do you really think you can kill me?"
"I can!" The old cultivator nodded with certainty. "I still have a trump card that I haven't used … However, it doesn't belong to me, it belongs to this blade. That's why I don't want to use it."
"Wu Fu …" Luo Wu Cheng, who was watching from afar, said indifferently, "You talk too much."
"Alas …" Luo Wufu sighed softly, and then said softly, "I'm sorry."
As he spoke, the broken saber in his hand suddenly burst forth with a brilliant light. With a boom, it emitted a shocking killing intent.
This was so sudden that the surrounding onlookers all retreated in shock. They retreated even further away, and then looked at Luo Wufu in shock.
The Demon King's black clothes, which were made of special materials, were instantly pierced with dozens of holes by the murderous aura. Blood flowed out of the holes and instantly dyed a large area of the clothes!
In the distance, Little Butterfly suddenly exclaimed, "Husband!"
The Demon King's figure swayed slightly as he exclaimed, "What a heavy killing intent!"
"Slash!" At that moment, Luo Wufu's entire aura changed completely. Like a high and mighty god, he raised the broken saber in his hand and slashed it down at the Demon King.
Mountain Splitting Force!
There were no fancy moves, just such a simple strike.
However, the Demon King's expression changed drastically. At that moment, he felt a thick aura of death enveloping him.
"No!" Little Butterfly, who was in the distance, wanted to rush over, but she was held back by the two Alchemy Faction female cultivators.
The sound of bones cracking could be heard from the Demon Monarch's body. His bones had actually been crushed by the murderous aura of the broken saber!
"No!" Little Butterfly's face was instantly covered in tears.
Boom!
In the sky above, there was an even louder explosion. A saber … turned into a long rainbow and directly flew over.
Buzz!
The broken saber in Luo Wufu's hand suddenly emitted a strong buzzing sound. Then, with a swoosh … it actually broke free from Luo Wufu's hand and flew directly into the sky. In this process, the saber hilt that Luo Wufu had forged fell off.
The Demon King felt the aura of death enveloping him disappear in an instant. The pressure on his body was also gone. Without any hesitation, he stabbed the saber at Luo Wufu's chest.
As for Luo Wufu, his entire body was in a daze. He completely ignored the Demon King's saber. It was as if he did not hear the warnings from his family members in the distance. He allowed the Demon King's saber to stab his chest. He only stared blankly at the sky. The broken saber that originally belonged to him had directly collided with the saber that had flown over from who knew where.
There were no sparks flying. Both parties directly merged together.
Luo Wufu seemed to suddenly understand something. His eyes exploded with endless light as he muttered, "So that's how it is …"
Poof!
The tip of the saber in the Demon King's hand stabbed into Luo Wufu's chest.
The intense pain seemed to wake Luo Wufu up a little. He lowered his head to look at the saber that had stopped at his chest. Then, he raised his head to look at the Demon King. "Why … don't you kill me?"
The Demon King gave him a deep look. Then, he looked at the saber in the sky. A faint smile suddenly appeared on his face. "There's no reason. I just don't want to kill you!"
As the Demon King spoke, he waved at the saber in the sky.
A jaw-dropping scene happened. The saber that had fused with Luo Wufu's broken saber … actually flew straight towards the Demon King.
Then, it was grabbed by the Demon King.
"What's going on?"
"What happened? That broken saber … isn't in Luo Wufu's hands? Didn't he already prepare a killer move? "
"What's going on with that saber that flew over from the sky? It swallowed the broken saber in Luo Wufu's hands? And it was summoned by the Demon King? Oh my god … am I seeing things? "
Everything had changed too quickly. Everyone was dumbfounded.
Except for the Demon King himself.
The Demon King put away his saber. Then, he caressed the saber's body and said softly, "He can't come, so you came, right?"
Buzz!
The saber in the Demon King's hand let out a buzzing sound.
"Divine weapon!" Among the spectators, someone's expression changed. "This is a real top-notch divine weapon! This isn't psychic. This is a real spiritual weapon! "
The faces of the Luo Family members turned extremely pale. Their only reliance was the broken saber in Luo Wufu's hand. To be precise, it was the broken saber.
Now, the broken saber was gone!
How could they fight this battle?
At this moment, someone seemed to recognize it and exclaimed, "The saber in the Demon King's hand, it looks like … it looks like Chu Mo's!"
Hiss!
Countless people in the surroundings sucked in a breath of cold air at the same time. All of them were so shocked that they couldn't speak.
"What … is the relationship between the Demon King and Chu Mo?" Someone couldn't help but ask.
At this time, no one would believe that the Demon King and Chu Mo had nothing to do with each other.
The Demon King looked in the direction of the voice. It was the group of neutral spectators. He said calmly, "Chu Mo is my disciple."
Boom!
This sentence was earth-shattering.
Then, the Demon King directly passed Luo Wufu, who was standing in the void in a daze, and pounced in the direction of the Luo Family.
Not only were the Luo Family cultivators there, but also those who had pursued him desperately in the past and still wanted to kill him now.
The Demon King's eyes flashed with a cold light. "Now, it's time for us to settle the score!"
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