Rumble!
Like a war chariot, the Devil Orc madly rushed forward. His sturdy legs stepped on the hard ground like giant hammers. Every time he beat a drum, the ground would tremble.
It was just a single person, but his aura was as shocking as that of a huge army. His violent and brutal aura was like a mountain torrent that charged over with an unstoppable force, intending to crush Chen Zong.
This momentum was so strong that it made Chen Zong's expression slightly dignified. At the same time, he was also a little excited.
Putting aside the difference between a human and a demon, in the final analysis, Chen Zong was always excited to have a fierce battle with a powerhouse.
Defeating a powerhouse, climbing to a higher level, there was no end to it.
In an instant, an astonishingly sharp aura rose from Chen Zong's body. It quickly condensed into an invisible sword and slashed out.
The collision of momentum sent sand and stones flying. The ground was torn open, crisscrossing.
Boom!
The Devil Orc raised his left arm and clenched his fist. Black Demonic Beast Energy covered his fist, making it look like a small millstone. The muscles on his forearm bulged, and the tendons moved like pythons.
That punch brought with it a shockingly violent power. The wind howled, and everything under the punch seemed to be shattered. The extremely shocking fist pressure turned the area in front of him into a vacuum as it pressed down.
The Demon Slaying Sword was unsheathed, turning into an incomparably sharp black lightning. Then, a melodious sword cry spread in all directions.
Boom!
The black lightning-like sword light was shattered. The Devil Orc's violent fist also trembled and was repelled by the tyrannical sword. However, his right fist blasted out. The black Demonic Beast Energy transformed into a giant beast's roar. The terrifying fist pressure was like a flood bursting through a dam, destroying everything.
Chen Zong stood still, his black hair dancing in the wind. The Demon Slaying Sword once again slashed out. It looked like a single sword, but in fact, it was formed by hundreds of swords, turning into a majestic pitch-black sword light. It was as if night had fallen.
Demonic beasts excelled in strength, and their strength was astonishing. Chen Zong's Body Refining Dao was also not bad. Although there was a gap between him and the Demonic Beasts in terms of physical strength, the Nihility Sword Energy formed by the combination of his physical strength was very tyrannical.
They collided head-on, like meteors colliding. Incomparably terrifying energy surged in all directions. The hard ground was smashed into pieces one after another, collapsing unceasingly. It was an extremely shocking scene.
This kind of battle was even more carefree and satisfying.
This Demonic Beast was even stronger than the previous two Blood Demons.
Chop chop chop!
With the Demon Slaying Sword in his hand and connected to his bloodline, he was incomparably nimble.
Chen Zong used even more strength to suppress the Devil Orc. He slashed with his sword, immediately breaking the Devil Orc's leather armor and cutting open its tough and rough skin.
Black blood instantly gushed out.
Demons not only had tyrannical physiques, they also had an outstanding self-healing ability. Once they were injured, they would quickly recover. However, the Demon Slaying Sword's characteristics made it so that the Devil Orc's wound couldn't heal in a short time.
He hadn't suffered the slightest injury in the battle against the Demon Boar, but he was unexpectedly injured in the battle against a human. His wound was even emitting bursts of tearing pain. This made the Devil Orc furious.
In his fury, the Devil Orc roared like a madman. He waved his arms, rolling up a violent wind. Incomparably berserk black demonic energy surged out of his body like a flood, engulfing his whole body and merging into his bones and muscles. Waves of oppressive rumbling sounds were like rolling thunder, shaking the Devil Orc's body.
The Devil Orc's muscles began to swell. His originally tall and robust body swelled once again, growing taller by more than a foot. His figure seemed even more robust. Every bulging muscle contained an extremely terrifying power, suffused with traces of black light.
The Devil Orc's eyes turned scarlet, berserk and bloodthirsty.
"Berserk …" Chen Zong's eyes slightly narrowed, becoming more and more excited. Under berserk, the Devil Orc's aura increased by more than a few times, but he didn't know how much his strength had increased.
Roar!
With a roar, the berserk Devil Orc raised his arms and clenched his fists. As the black light filled the air, his bulging muscles swelled once again, and his strength became even more berserk.
Boom! Boom!
Boom! Both of his arms waved, and his two fists continuously bombarded out like millstones. Every punch was incomparably berserk and terrifying. Every punch was like a meteorite falling down. Under the continuous bombardment, it was like a meteorite storm. The fist pressure was unparalleled, shattering everything around it.
Even a mountain would be smashed into pieces in front of such a berserk pair of fists.
Countless black fist forces converged into a majestic black river, rushing forward with an extremely terrifying power. Every punch had reached the Late Stage of the Ninth Level of the Mortal Realm. When combined, it was enough to shatter an ordinary Peak Stage of the Ninth Level of the Mortal Realm. Even an ordinary Peak Stage of the Ninth Level of the Mortal Realm would have to use all of his strength to deal with it.
"Scar of Heaven!"
With a low shout, Chen Zong swung his sword. The Devil Slayer Sword vibrated at an astonishing speed, and a black sword light flashed past, cutting open the space in front of it. A straight black sword mark seemed to stretch endlessly.
Scar of Heaven was a sword move that evolved from the Space Splitter. It was the most suitable sword move for Chen Zong. Its power was not inferior to the Space Splitter, but the burden on his body was much smaller.
The sword body vibrated at a high speed, repelling the air and tearing it apart. This made the sword move extremely lethal.
This was a sword move that Chen Zong had used all of his strength. Its power had completely surpassed an ordinary Peak Stage of the Ninth Level of the Mortal Realm.
The air was torn apart, and the berserk fist force river was also torn apart. It was like a hot knife cutting through butter, and nothing could stop it. Wherever the sword passed, not only was the berserk fist force river split apart, but the Devil Orc was also hit.
The black sword light pierced through the Devil Orc's back and shot out, disappearing into the distance. Only a black sword mark remained in the air.
Chen Zong sheathed the Devil Slayer Sword, because he knew that this sword move was enough to kill his opponent.
Sure enough, the Devil Orc's body was trembling uncontrollably. It seemed that he wanted to clench his arms, but was unable to do so. The tyrannical power in his body was rapidly draining away. His swollen muscles were like deflated balloons, quickly shriveling up.
A crack appeared on his body, from his left shoulder to his right waist. Black demon blood continuously flowed out.
After killing the Devil Orc, Chen Zong took down the simple black leather pouch hanging from his waist. This was the Mustard Seed Pouch used by the Devil Tribe. He didn't know if there was anything good inside.
Opening it, Chen Zong couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. There were only some low-grade magic medicines.
…
The pitch-black wings suddenly flapped, and the figure tore through the air like an arrow released from a bow.
Chen Zong slightly narrowed his eyes. The light in his eyes was as sharp as the tip of a sword. He stared at the black figure that was descending like lightning.
The wings were pitch-black and covered with steel-like feathers. The edges were as sharp as knives. The body was thin but incomparably strong. The mouth was sharp, and the claws were sharp. This was the Winged Devil Tribe.
Unsheathing the Devil Slayer Sword, it turned into a black lightning bolt and pierced through the air.
With a swoosh, the Winged Devil Tribe member was cut in half. His body was directly split into two halves, and black demon blood spilled out.
Chen Zong collected the other party's Mustard Seed Pouch and examined it. There wasn't anything particularly valuable inside. At most, there were some magic medicines and a small amount of demon materials.
"How did I encounter so many demons?" Collecting the things inside the Mustard Seed Pouch, Chen Zong pondered.
Up until now, including the two Blood Demons, Chen Zong had already killed more than a dozen Demon Race beings with his sword.
According to his understanding, it was basically impossible to encounter demons in the first layer of the Earth Demon Abyss. The second layer was also very difficult. It was possible to encounter demons in the third layer, but there wouldn't be many of them.
But now, he had encountered more than ten demons. It was a little strange.
Unable to understand, and unable to understand the language of the demons, Chen Zong didn't waste time on it. If he encountered a demon, he would just kill it.
…
"Captain, why are there so many demons?" One of the Demon Hunters in the team asked.
"I'm not sure." The tall and thin captain replied. If Chen Zong saw him, he would recognize him as Chang Hu of the Three Tigers of Wan Chong.
The Three Tigers of Wan Chong were quite famous in the Extreme Mortal Realm. But unless there were special circumstances, they wouldn't move together. This was because the three of them were the captains of their respective teams.
This time, it was Chang Hu who led his team into the third layer of the Earth Demon Abyss. Including him, the captain, the team had a total of ten people. Every one of them had reached the late stage of the Extreme Mortal Realm, and their strength wasn't weak. Because of their many years of cooperation, they had a great tacit understanding.
Basically, as long as they didn't encounter any king-ranked powerhouses, even if they couldn't defeat them, they would still be able to escape unscathed.
Thus, up until now, they had joined hands to kill many powerful demons, as well as quite a few demons.
Chang Hu led his team and sprinted across the hard ground.
Right in front of them, a figure flew through the air. The two sides quickly approached each other, and when they saw each other, they were slightly startled.
Chen Zong squinted his eyes and stared at the figure in front of him, locking onto the first one.
If he wasn't mistaken, the other party was one of the Three Tigers of Wan Chong, Chang Hu. At that time, the other party's aura was so tyrannical that it shocked him. At that time, even if he used all his strength, he still wasn't a match for the other party.
Although Chang Hu didn't directly attack, Kuang Hu, who was on the same level as him, attacked, making him unable to resist. If it wasn't for his senior brother sending people to follow him and save him at the critical moment, it was really unknown whether he would have survived.
But today, things were different. Compared to before, his strength had increased significantly. According to the chief's judgment, he was the strongest below the king-ranked level. As for the strength of a king-ranked powerhouse, Chen Zong didn't know, because he had never met one before.
The increase in strength gave Chen Zong more capital to deal with strong enemies.
Chang Hu also didn't expect that he would meet Chen Zong here.
After Chen Zong was rescued, they hadn't heard any news about Chen Zong. After more than half a year, they had long forgotten about him.
"Since I met you here, it's your misfortune." Chang Hu grinned, his face full of murderous intent.
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