"Roar!"
A loud dragon's roar was heard. The moment the divine sword was about to strike, Yu Sheng took a step forward. Dark demonic light enveloped both him and Ye Futian, and the shadow of a divine demonic dragon appeared.
The swords pierced through, wanting to kill their way in. The strongest purple divine sword went straight for Yu Sheng's head, but Yu Sheng stretched out his arm. His dark arm seemed to be covered in the scales of a demonic dragon. It was no longer a pure arm, but a dragon's arm. His hand, covered in dark dragon scales, grabbed the divine sword and grabbed it.
There was a sharp sound, and terrible divine light burst out, cutting through the dragon scales. But in the end, it stopped. Yu Sheng squeezed his hand, and suddenly the divine sword was broken into pieces.
The divine demonic dragon wrapped around Yu Sheng, blocking all the light from the divine swords. In the oppressive underground palace, there was only an extremely overbearing demonic aura. Bei Chen stared at Yu Sheng, and he was extremely shocked.
Although he was not sure that this attack would be able to kill the two of them, he would not have thought that Yu Sheng would be able to break it in such a domineering manner. Was this person also from Taixuan Mountain?
"Boom!" Bei Chen did not have time to think about it. He saw Yu Sheng step forward, trampling the ground, and the underground palace rumbled and shook.
Bei Chen immediately felt an extremely overbearing pressure. Yu Sheng's step was directly towards him, and it was a response to his sword.
He swung his dragon arm down, and it contained unparalleled power. The power of the Dragon Deity was infused into his demonic powers. This punch seemed to be able to pierce through the air.
Bei Chen raised his scepter, and stars appeared around him. It seemed to turn into a dazzling starry world. The stars flowed around him, creating a strange resonance that protected Bei Chen.
Boom!
There was a loud noise as the stars collapsed and exploded. The power of the Dragon Deity transformed into a dark dragon that swept out, shattering the stars one by one.
Bei Chen's expression changed slightly. This narrow space was not conducive for him to use his powers. The space he was in seemed to be covered by this punch, and he could not avoid it. He placed his scepter in front of him, and starlight shone everywhere. He retreated.
Bang!
A muffled sound rang out as Bei Chen's body slammed into a stone wall, causing the entire underground palace to tremble. He let out a muffled grunt.
Bei Chen's face darkened. He instantly stood up and floated above the underground palace as if he was weightless. He clenched the scepter in his hand and his eyes released rays of starlight. In an instant, the dazzling starlight flooded the entire underground palace.
The other cultivators of the School of the Emperor Star in the underground palace also levitated. In an instant, starlight flooded the hall. The figures floating in the air all stared at Ye Futian and Yu Sheng. Clearly, the two of them were now their targets.
Under the starlight, the underground palace became even brighter. Ye Futian glanced at Bei Chen and said, "Peace is the most important thing. Whoever gets the relic gets it. Why do we have to fight?"
He turned to Yu Sheng and said, "I'll leave him to you."
"Alright." Yu Sheng nodded and walked towards Bei Chen.
The people of the Dou tribe and the Clan of the Seven Slayers were stunned when they saw this. This guy was too shameless. He'd left Bei Chen to Yu Sheng and then turned to deal with the other cultivators of the School of the Emperor Star.
Yu Sheng stepped through the air towards Bei Chen. A powerful demonic power surged out of his body. Many people could faintly sense the aura of a Demon Emperor. Could this person have received the inheritance of a great demon?
However, he was not a demon. Why had he cultivated the power of a true dragon?
Yu Sheng walked towards the cultivators of the School of the Emperor Star who were standing in the air. As he stepped forward, the sound of guqin appeared. However, the moment the guqin sound appeared, many people felt only a sharp aura.
In the next moment, countless divine swords appeared, slicing through the air.
The cultivators of the School of the Emperor Star frowned when they felt this sword will. They saw Ye Futian point his finger into the air. The rhythm of the Great Path pierced into everyone's eardrums. It was as if countless divine swords were slashing at their spiritual souls. At the same time, the underground palace seemed to be about to be destroyed by the swords. The Divine Sword Fleeting Year's Cleave of All Things.
The expressions of the people of the School of the Emperor Star changed. Starlight flashed around them, protecting them. The divine swords slashed forward, attacking the group. For someone at Ye Futian's level, attacking one person was not much different from attacking a group.
Boom, boom, boom … One figure after another was sent flying by the swords. Some of the weaker ones were torn apart by the swords. The swords sliced through their bodies, causing them to cry out in pain.
Ye Futian continued to take a step forward. The air shook, and the rhythm invaded their ears again. This rhythm was like the sound of the Great Path. As the rhythm fell, the swords descended.
In front of Ye Futian, a monstrous current of swordsmanship gathered, forming a sword. It resonated with the countless divine swords in the underground palace, forming a terrifying rhythm.
"Go." Ye Futian's eyes shone with a sharp light. His sword shot out, piercing through the air.
This sword was extremely fast and extremely powerful.
In just a moment, the sword drew countless trajectories in the underground palace, leaving terrifying sword marks. The stars in front of the cultivators of the School of the Emperor Star shattered. Blood bloomed in the air. One by one, they flew back, their faces pale.
With this sword, none of the cultivators of the School of the Emperor Star could stand in front of him.
On the other side of the battlefield, Bei Chen was also being suppressed by Yu Sheng. The narrow space of the underground palace was perfect for Yu Sheng to unleash his power. His fists exploded, and there was nowhere to hide. Bei Chen could only take Yu Sheng's attacks head-on. Under the continuous attacks, Bei Chen was once again slammed into the wall of the underground palace. Blood flowed from his mouth.
Just as he was about to get up, a sword sliced through the air.
Bang. There was a loud sound. The sword fell, piercing the top of his head. It even cut off some of his hair.
Bei Chen's body did not move. He felt cold sweat seeping out of his body. If the sword had gone down just a little bit, it would have pierced through his forehead.
He raised his head, his expression ugly. After Ye Futian had dealt with the cultivators of the School of the Emperor Star, he walked over to Yu Sheng and said, "Please help yourself."
Since Bei Chen had said that one needed to be qualified to fight for the relic, it was clear that the School of the Emperor Star had lost that qualification.
The School of the Emperor Star had suffered a crushing defeat. If not for the fact that their opponent had shown mercy, the cultivators of the School of the Emperor Star would probably have been massacred.
This battle had been brutal.
Two people had defeated the School of the Emperor Star and eliminated them.
Bei Chen did not say anything. He turned and walked out. The cultivators of the School of the Emperor Star followed him. They clenched their fists, but they did not say anything.
A defeat was a defeat. They had found this place first and laid down a killing matrix. They had not expected that the two people who had followed them would defeat them.
After the cultivators of the School of the Emperor Star left, Ye Futian looked at Dou Zhao and Seventh Slayer. He asked, "What do you two plan to do? Do you want to see who can inherit the relic, or do you want to use the same method as before?"
The people of the Dou tribe and the Clan of the Seven Slayers looked at Ye Futian. Was he so arrogant?
Did he think that no matter what they chose, he would be the one to receive that terrifying fighting will?
"Shall we each choose one?" Dou Zhao asked Seventh Slayer.
"Sure." Seventh Slayer nodded.
"I'll choose him." Dou Zhao pointed at Yu Sheng. Before, Ye Futian had said that Yu Sheng was stronger than him. He wanted to see just how strong this demonic cultivator was. He was different from Bei Chen. The people of the Dou tribe were also famous for their powerful attacks. He would not be suppressed by Yu Sheng. He wanted to see how much of his power Yu Sheng could bring out.
"Alright." Seventh Slayer stared at Ye Futian as if he were prey. The cultivators of the Clan of the Seven Slayers used killing to prove their Way.
"Do you want to go out?" Ye Futian asked.
"Isn't it more direct here?" Dou Zhao refused. The walls of the underground palace were impenetrable. Although the underground palace was spacious and could accommodate many people, it was too narrow for people of their level to fight.
But this way, it was more direct and more dangerous. It was a true head-on fight. There were no tricks.
He and Seventh Slayer were both skilled fighters. Why would they go out?
In reality, the people of the School of the Emperor Star were more suited to fight in the outside space.
"Alright." Ye Futian had no objections. He walked towards Seventh Slayer, while Yu Sheng walked towards Dou Zhao.
Dou Zhao's eyes became even sharper. Divine light flowed over him, and his fighting will soared. The second and third marks of the god of war appeared on his brow. In an instant, the terrifying divine light of battle swept through the underground palace. Facing Yu Sheng, who was so powerful, he used the third level of the will of the god of war.
"Bang." Dou Zhao took a step towards Yu Sheng. It was very direct. Both he and Yu Sheng were skilled fighters, and they did not need to use any fancy tricks. He believed that the demonic cultivator in front of him would do the same.
Just as he had thought, Yu Sheng also stepped forward. His arm transformed into the arm of a demon god. He activated the power of the dragon god, and the faint roar of a demon dragon could be heard.
Their fists collided without any suspense. There was an explosive sound in the air, and a terrible hurricane tore through the air, sweeping through the surrounding space. This time, Dou Zhao's feet slid back. The cultivators of the Dou tribe trembled violently when they saw this.
Dou Zhao had been pushed back.
Just how terrifying was the power of this demonic cultivator?
Dou Zhao's eyes became even sharper. It was as if he had opened his divine eyes. Another mark of the god of war formed on his brow. Unparalleled divine light pierced through his body, and he roared angrily. There was a cracking sound inside his body, and it seemed as if his body was about to explode. Behind him, an image of the god of war formed, as if he had been possessed by the god of war.
"Fourth level of the will of the god of war, summoning the god of war." The cultivators of the Dou tribe watched this scene, and their hearts trembled. Dou Zhao's power had changed once again.
When Yu Sheng saw this, the demonic might on his body surged and roared. Behind him, there was also a shadow that was as tall as a demon god. That pair of demonic eyes was extremely frightening. It was as if one look at others would make them submit to him. Around him, unparalleled demonic shadows appeared, worshipping him as king. It was a spectacular sight!
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