Above the sky, the destructive dark thunder storm was still as before, and Ling Xiao Pagoda was still trapped by the terrifying hurricane storm. In the doomsday storm, Wind Demon stood in the air, looking down at Ling He below. Strands of black lightning struck around Ling He's body, faintly hiding a hidden sense of irony.
Ling He looked up at Storm Demon with an extremely embarrassed expression. He was also an influential figure in the Donghua Heavens, the young lord of the Lingxiao Palace, with a perfect Great Path. But after meeting Ye Futian at the cliff, he had been defeated again and again. Now, a Renhuang from the Desolate God Palace had defeated him. This battle was appointed by Desolate God because his father, the Palace Lord of the Lingxiao Palace, was fighting with Desolate God.
However, he was defeated. In this way, his father in the Donghua Palace was also humiliated.
"Go down, you can't do it," Storm Demon said. His tone was strong and cold, making Ling He feel contempt and humiliation. A terrible golden divine light shone on his body, and he wanted to fight again.
But in the storm of destruction, Storm Demon's body moved instantly. Countless Thunder Catastrophe descended and merged with the Way of Wind. Storm Demon was bathed in the storm of destruction, and his figure moved again. He held the battle-ax with both hands and slashed down from the sky. It seemed that he had no intention of giving Ling He a chance.
From the sky, a destructive beam of darkness appeared, seemingly splitting this corner of the sky into two. As soon as Linghe's golden spear bloomed, the battle axe had already arrived, carrying with it endless power, incomparably terrifying power of destruction cleaved down, splitting the heavens and earth.
With a squelch, cracks appeared on the long spear. This time, Ling Xiao flew even further away, spitting blood from his mouth and splashing down.
"Terrible …"
The cultivators below thought when they saw this scene. The young palace lord of the Lingxiao Palace, an influential figure in the Donghua Heavens, a disciple of the Donghua Academy, and a Renhuang with a perfect Great Path, was now in such a tragic state.
In the Donghua Palace, the eyes of the Palace Lord of the Lingxiao Palace were cold. He stared at Storm Demon below. Everyone could feel the displeasure on his face, and there was even a faint pressure emanating from him. However, Desolate God didn't care at all. He also looked at the battlefield below and said lightly, "Not bad. You can withstand Storm Demon's attack."
"…" Those giant figures looked at Desolate God with a strange expression. He was not giving the Palace Lord of the Lingxiao Palace any face.
The Palace Master of the Ling Xiao Palace did not respond. He could not respond. The winner was king, and the loser was in the wrong. Ling He had suffered such humiliation because he was not as powerful. Under such circumstances, what else could he say?
Whether it was in Donghua Palace or below, it was very quiet at this moment. Apart from the first two targeted battles, this battle was probably the most fiery one. It even involved the confrontation of two giant figures. However, it was not them who fought in person, but the younger generation.
Even so, whether it was the Renhuang in the Ninth Layer of Heaven or the spectators below, there was still a hidden sense of excitement in their hearts. This was a true Law Battle, a showdown between the top figures. Ning Hua and Desolation, Storm Demon and Ling He. No one knew which two monstrous figures would make their moves next.
On the Law Battle Platform, the storm dissipated, and the destructive aura of the Great Path also disappeared. Linghe walked out of the Law Battle Platform with a bit of dispiritedness. His eyes were a bit cold. As he walked back, he felt that countless eyes were staring at him. Even though he was a Renhuang, this feeling was still very uncomfortable.
This battle was not an ordinary Law Battle, but a battle of humiliation!
However, Storm Demon did not walk off the Law Battle Platform. Everyone looked at the figure that was still floating on the Law Battle Platform with a strange expression. Could it be that Storm Demon still wanted to continue fighting?
Sure enough, Storm Demon raised his head and looked up into the sky. His gaze actually fell on the cultivators of Wangshen Watchtower. He said, "I also want to experience the strength of the lowly Sword Emperor Liunian. Please advise me."
Ye Futian!
In an instant, countless eyes fell on Ye Futian. It was him again, and this time, the challenger was Storm Demon, the one who had just defeated Linghe.
However, although Storm Demon was powerful, he was still not as strong as Chen Yi from before.
Chen Yi himself was a legendary figure from 20 years ago. He was proficient in the Sword of Light. His killing speed and attack power still left a deep impression on people.
Therefore, if Storm Demon challenged Ye Futian, he would still lose. However, this legendary Sword Emperor Liunian had become a mountain that everyone wanted to surpass. Therefore, after Storm Demon defeated Linghe, he still wanted to challenge Ye Futian to verify his own Way.
Knowing that he would lose, he still wanted to fight. This was a battle to seek the Way, not for victory or defeat. Storm Demon himself also knew that he was most likely going to lose. At his level of cultivation, how could he not see Ye Futian's strength?
In the sky, Ye Futian stood up with a calm expression. In this battle of the Great Path between the top forces, there would definitely be people who would challenge him. Naturally, he was prepared. For him, although it was difficult to meet an opponent, he could also use this opportunity to feel the cultivation of the geniuses of the top forces.
He stepped forward and entered the Law Battle Platform area again. He looked at Storm Demon, who was floating in the air opposite him, and said, "Please."
"Please." Storm Demon's eyes were solemn. He was far less arrogant than when he faced Linghe. Obviously, he also understood the strength of the cultivator standing opposite him. This was a genius whose Divine Wheel of the Great Path surpassed Desolation, Jiang Yueli, and the others. Apart from Ning Hua, in terms of Divine Wheels of the Great Path, it was difficult for anyone in the Donghua Domain to compare with him.
Moreover, he cultivated many kinds of power of the Great Path and had several Divine Wheels. Each of his abilities was at the peak.
In Donghua Academy, he was also there. The two Divine Wheels that Ye Futian revealed were both in the fifth tier. The Divine Wheel that he had yet to reveal might be even stronger, possibly reaching the sixth tier.
Therefore, Storm Demon was very clear about Ye Futian's strength.
"Please," Ye Futian said. A destructive storm gathered in the sky above his head. The vast world turned into a world of doomsday. Beams of dark destructive light fell down, and this area of the Great Path seemed to have turned into a barren world.
The cold moon hung in the sky, constantly enlarging, hanging high in the sky. Ye Futian moved with the cold moon, and there was a strange phenomenon in the sky. The light of the cold moon shone out, freezing the space, and a terrible power of destruction bloomed. The destructive power that was coming at him was destroyed by the cold moon.
"The power of Yin." Storm Demon looked at Ye Futian with a solemn expression. Above the sky, endless destructive light of catastrophe fell on his body, and the world turned into a desert. Storm Demon's burly body was still growing, and he turned into a desolate god of war. In the destructive storm above the sky, a black battle-ax swallowed and spat out the light of destruction and slowly floated down.
Storm Demon reached out and took it. At that moment, the destructive lightning of catastrophe swept out, and Storm Demon was bathed in it. He seemed to be accumulating power and gathering the strongest power.
Ye Futian naturally understood what Storm Demon wanted to do. He wanted to decide the winner with one strike.
This strike would gather Storm Demon's most powerful attack power.
Ye Futian could clearly feel how strong the power of destruction that fell and attacked him was. The cultivators of the Desolate God Palace came from the Wasteland Continent, and the abilities they were good at seemed to be somewhat similar.
The light of the cold moon shone across the void and turned into a cold airflow of swordsmanship. It surrounded Ye Futian's body and turned into a terrible sword of cold light. It was like the sword of Yin. Endless sword will flowed between heaven and earth, making a sharp, ear-piercing sound and resonating.
Finally, above the void, the destructive storm fell madly. Storm Demon's body moved, and he slashed out a shocking axe. From the sky, an axe light that tore through the space appeared between heaven and earth, splitting the sky and earth.
Even the people watching the battle from the outside seemed to be able to feel how terrible the attack power of this axe was.
The light of the axe was so fast that it split the sky. However, when it was near Ye Futian, everyone felt that the light of the axe seemed to slow down. Then, they saw an extremely cold sword that ignored the distance between them and collided with the light of the axe. They met in the air.
At the moment when the ultimate attack collided, the scene was not so terrifying. It was like two lines had met, and then one was devoured and destroyed by the other. In fact, under countless shocked gazes, the black line left behind in the sky was flowing in reverse and being assimilated by the other line.
An extremely brilliant light bloomed. The next moment, the sky opened, and the doomsday world was destroyed. It was as if this side of the sky had been pierced. Storm Demon's body was also thrown high into the sky, and the dark, destructive storm was directly destroyed.
"As expected." Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene, but it seemed to be natural. Still, no one could break this legend, and Storm Demon was no exception.
Sword Emperor Liunian was still undefeated. This rising figure seemed to be undefeated.
Storm Demon's aura fluctuated as he was thrown high into the sky. He looked at the figure below and said, "Thank you."
After saying this, he walked down the Law Battle Platform, but he was not disappointed. This battle was already within his expectations.
Outside, Ling He of the Ling Xiao Palace looked at the scene with cold eyes. Even Wind Demon, who had defeated him in a humiliating manner, could only leave in defeat in front of Ye Futian. This contrast made him very uncomfortable.
It was as if he, a prominent figure in Lingxiao Palace, was no longer worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as Ye Futian.
Ye Futian was also about to leave the Law Battle Platform, but at this moment, a voice was heard. "Renhuang Ye, please wait a moment."
As this voice fell, it instantly attracted countless gazes. Everyone looked at the person who had spoken and saw a beautiful woman walk out. It was Goddess Taihua.
Goddess Taihua looked at Ye Futian on the Law Battle Platform and said, "I wonder if there is a chance for Renhuang Ye to listen to a song?"
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