Seeing Watanabe Zuochuan walking towards him step by step, Fengchen Jiakang's body began to tremble. He raised his head with a pleading look in his eyes and asked, "I'm the only one left among your disciples. Are you really willing to cripple me with all your knowledge?"
Watanabe Zuochuan said indifferently, "It's useless to say more. I'm only crippling your martial arts because you're my disciple's disciple."
As he spoke, Watanabe Zuochuan had already arrived in front of Fengchen Jiakang. His hand directly grabbed Fengchen Jiakang's shoulder. Fengchen Jiakang suddenly jumped up and slashed at Watanabe Zuochuan's chest with his long sword. Like a monstrous demonic dragon, the demonic sword opened its bloody mouth and wanted to devour Watanabe Zuochuan.
Watanabe Zuochuan wasn't surprised at all. He didn't panic at all. He casually slapped forward with his hand and the sword qi collided with his palm. Suddenly, the demonic qi and the sword qi collapsed. At this moment, Fengchen Jiakang had already retreated dozens of meters.
Fengchen Ieyasu gasped for breath and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. Watanabe Zuochuan's strength was too terrifying and unfathomable. He had ambushed Watanabe Zuochuan with a sudden attack, but Watanabe Zuochuan's casual palm strike had put him at a disadvantage. Fengchen Ieyasu knew that his strength was much weaker than Watanabe Zuochuan's, and Watanabe Zuochuan's strength was much higher than his.
Watanabe Zuochuan sighed in disappointment and said, "Fengchen Jiakang, you've inherited your master's schemes. You're too similar to your master, so how can I tolerate you? You pushed your fall to your master. Perhaps your master did add fuel to the fire, but this is also your own problem. Now, let me cripple your cultivation. Don't force me to kill you! "
Watanabe Zuochuan once again walked towards Fengchen Jiakang. Fengchen Jiakang's eyes were red. He knew that Watanabe Zuochuan was determined to cripple him. No matter how much he begged, it would be useless. Since that was the case, he might as well fight to the death. Although he didn't want to die, becoming a cripple was no different from dying.
Fengchen Jiakang grabbed the demonic sword with both hands and roared crazily. A crazy demonic qi erupted from his body and completely fused with the sword. Watanabe Zuochuan saw this and murmured, "No wonder your master accepted you as a disciple. You're born to cultivate demonic martial arts. You're a natural match in demonic martial arts. If I don't kill you today, sooner or later, no one can control you. That's not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that you will lose yourself sooner or later. You'll become even crazier than now."
Fengchen Jiakang's eyes suddenly turned completely black. Watanabe Zuochuan frowned and said, "You're going to be demonized soon."
"You're the one who said that. If you want to cripple me, you can say whatever you want … I don't want to listen to that. I want to live, I want to live well. I want to control endless power and rule the world!" Fengchen Jiakang roared, "I have the strongest power. I'm the absolute king who rules the world!"
Watanabe Zuochuan said, "I said that you're gradually being demonized. You're going further and further."
"Haha … Hahaha … Damn old man, you've disappeared for so long. Why are you still here? If you want to cripple me, then I'll kill you! I even dared to kill my master, let alone a stubborn old man like you! " The Devil Qi on Fengchen Jiakang's body became more and more intense. The white in his eyes gradually disappeared. He kept panting and his chest kept moving up and down. At this moment, Fengchen Jiakang's strength was indeed at the early stage of Heavenly Master, but the power he released was far beyond the early stage of Heavenly Master. It was comparable to the middle stage of Heavenly Master!
Watanabe Zuochuan looked at Fengchen Jiakang with a complicated expression. This person's talent in Devil Dao was really rare. If he didn't kill him, one day in the future, this grand-disciple might even become a powerhouse at the Sage Stage. That was the Devil Saint. Just thinking about it made him excited. But … Watanabe Zuochuan shook his head. No matter how talented Fengchen Jiakang was, this kind of person couldn't be left in this world. Otherwise, it would be a disaster for the world.
With a bang, Fengchen Jiakang disappeared from where he was standing. A huge pit appeared where he was just standing, and the surrounding vegetation instantly withered. Then, Fengchen Jiakang appeared in mid-air. He raised his sword high and slashed down at Watanabe Zuochuan.
Now, after Fengchen Jiakang demonized, he could exert the strength of the middle stage of Heavenly Master. Together with the power of the Devil Sword, he could compete with a peak Heavenly Master. Even Watanabe Zuochuan didn't dare to underestimate this grand-disciple of his.
Watanabe Zuochuan's pupils narrowed into a slit. Then, he disappeared from where he was standing. Rumble. The place where Watanabe Zuochuan was just standing was directly slashed, leaving a deep crack that was tens of meters long.
Fengchen Jiakang stretched his neck and grinned. "It's the first time I have such a powerful strength. It feels good."
He had demonized before, but he had never reached this level. He had never said that his strength had increased so much. This was something that he seemed to have stimulated when he was on the verge of death.
Watanabe Zuochuan's voice came from in front of him. "It seems that your bloodline is not simple. I think you should be a descendant of the Demon Clan from the Mythological Era."
Fengchen Jiakang walked towards Watanabe Zuochuan step by step.
Watanabe Zuochuan said slowly, "The Gods and Demons of the Mythological Era were basically sealed in another world, but it doesn't mean that there were no weak fish that escaped the net. They might look similar to humans, so they mixed with humans and treated themselves as humans. Then, they married humans and had children. Their bloodline has been diluted for thousands of years. Now, it has basically synchronized with the bloodline of humans. They are no different from normal humans."
"You, on the other hand, should be one of the exceptions. You actually have so much demon bloodline. Of course, it's more likely that the demonic arts you cultivate, coupled with your endless slaughter, have perfectly stimulated the demon bloodline in your body. But it's useless. Your bloodline is not pure. Even if it's fully stimulated, you are no match for me. " Watanabe Zuochuan put one hand on his chest, and a stream of power kept condensing in his palm.
Fengchen Jiakang didn't care what Watanabe Zuochuan was saying. There was only killing in his mind. He wanted to kill the old man in front of him. Only by killing this old man could he have a chance to live.
When Fengchen Jiakang was more than ten meters away from Watanabe Zuochuan, he threw the energy ball in his hand directly at Fengchen Jiakang.
Fengchen Jiakang snorted and used his magic sword to block it. The energy ball fell on the back of the sword, but the energy did not explode instantly. Instead, it kept spinning and emitting a dazzling white light. Fengchen Jiakang's eyes widened, and he used all his strength to block the energy.
Watanabe Zuochuan slowly walked towards Fengchen Jiakang step by step. Fengchen Jiakang watched Watanabe Zuochuan approach step by step, and then watched the terrifying energy crazily hit his long sword. The power did not disperse, nor did it directly explode. This kind of use of power had reached a shocking level.
Watanabe Zuochuan said indifferently, "Didn't your Master tell you that I am a person who is proficient in both Divine and Demonic martial arts? Wrong, I have mastered Divine Dao, Human Dao, and Demonic Dao, these three types of martial arts. The martial arts that you have learned are all based on my concept, all of them were created by me, so how can you be my opponent?"
While resisting this powerful force, Fengchen Jiakang's dark pupils kept looking at Watanabe Zuochuan. Seeing Watanabe Zuochuan slowly walk in front of him and stretch out his hand, Fengchen Jiakang roared crazily. The energy ball instantly exploded, and Fengchen Jiakang was directly blown away. He fell more than ten meters away and rolled on the ground.
Fengchen Jiakang gasped and stood up from the ground. He licked his lips and continued to stare at Watanabe Zuochuan with a terrifying gaze.
Watanabe Zuochuan nodded and said, "Your current achievements have far surpassed your master and martial uncle when they were young. However, if you want to use the power of the demonic transformation to deal with your master, you are still not good enough."
While speaking, Watanabe Zuochuan continued to walk over. Fengchen Jiakang roared and was about to slash with his sword. Suddenly, he found that Watanabe Zuochuan's hand had already hit his chest. Watanabe Zuochuan was still seven or eight meters away, but his arm suddenly stretched out. It was as if it had traveled through time and space, and his palm hit Fengchen Jiakang's chest.
Fengchen Jiakang spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes almost popped out, and he was sent flying far away.
Just as Fengchen Jiakang got up from the ground, he felt a hand grabbing his shoulder. He looked up and saw Watanabe Zuochuan's slightly regretful expression. Watanabe Zuochuan said lightly, "Your martial arts were inherited from me. I will now cripple you. From now on, if you do evil again, I will definitely kill you!"
Just as Watanabe Zuochuan was about to exert force, he suddenly felt a heavy blow on his back. He immediately flew forward and staggered before falling to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Then Watanabe Zuochuan looked behind Toyotomi Ieyasu with a shocked expression.
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