Chapter 979
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"Roar ~ ~ ~!"
Even though the human demon corpse was currently an inanimate object, it still possessed a trace of battle instinct when it saw Long Bufan rushing over with a spear in hand. It was able to sense the danger brought about by Long Bufan's spear. Immediately, it let out a roar. A ferocious black glint rose within its sunken and hollow eyes. In the next instant, the rusty longsword in its hand was already accompanied by Demonic Qi that permeated the air as it ruthlessly pierced towards Long Bufan's chest at lightning speed.
Under this broken sword, who knew how many Yimo had been killed back then, but today, this sword was piercing towards … It was his own kind.
However, this human Demon Corpse was obviously not as powerful as it was back then. In terms of speed, it was not as fast as Long Bufan's spear. The moment it attacked, Long Bufan's Rainbow Fire Phoenix Spear actually smashed into the human Demon Corpse's head first.
"Bam!"
With this spear strike, a heavy sound of impact rang out. The tens of thousands of strands of origin energy contained within the spear vibrated, and in an instant, it violently surged in, directly smashing the human Demon Corpse's head apart.
"Chi chi chi!"
Black and dense demonic qi immediately spurted out, and was quickly absorbed by the Hundred Sect Jade Tablet on Long Bufan's body.
This human Intermediate Demon Corpse only had the strength of the fourth level of the Divine Sea. With Long Bufan's current cultivation of the fifth level of the Divine Sea, it was not difficult for him to kill it with a single spear strike.
"Bang bang bang!"
After killing this human Demon Corpse, Long Bufan's movements did not stop at all. He suddenly activated the fast and slow movement technique of the Wind Attribute Law to the extreme, and his figure elegantly changed positions within the group of Demon Corpses. The Rainbow Spear Shadows howled like a torrential storm, and waves of incomparably powerful dark energy vibrated as true essence surged out. Any Demon Corpse that got close to him was pierced by the spear.
On the other side of the battlefield, Hei Yan and Jiang Yu's fighting style was also incomparably fierce, especially Jiang Yu's Blood Demon Puppet. The middle and low level Demon Corpses below the high level Demon Corpse were undoubtedly no match for it. With a sweep of the thick and heavy iron chain in its hand, those Demon Corpses were all brutally beheaded. It was abnormally fierce.
As for Hei Yan, Long Bufan had always felt that he was holding back his strength. This feeling was without evidence.
Around the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a couple of middle grade demon corpses and over a hundred low grade demon corpses were finally completely cleared under the abnormal fighting speed of Long Bufan and the other two!
Throughout the entire process, the three of them did not suffer the slightest injury. It was just that their physical strength and true essence had been consumed too much.
"Awesome!" In the air, Long Bufan laughed out loud while panting. His fanatical eyes were still somewhat unsatisfied. During this period of time, his strength had increased. In this battle, he truly felt that his strength had obtained a great breakthrough.
Unfortunately, since entering the Hundred Sect Battlefield, he had never encountered a single high level Demon Corpse. He also did not know how powerful a Demon Corpse of that level would be.
"Now, even if I meet a high level Demon Corpse, I should have the confidence to fight." Long Bufan slowly clenched his fists. His eyes were filled with a piercing cold light, and he was eager to try.
However, even if he had the chance to fight with a high level Demon Corpse, his ambition was not limited to this. In the end, he wanted to challenge the strongest Demon Corpse that had reached the level of Corpse King.
In his mind, he recalled the terrifying scene when he had just entered the Hundred Sect Battlefield and the enormous Demonic Corpse King that was filled with muscles leading the corpse tide army. Long Bufan felt as if there was a flame burning in his heart, and it was filled with scorching battle intent.
This fighting spirit was not because of the arrogance after recently breaking through. It was because of the desire to surpass powerful opponents and the desire to compete. Only by making the difficulties one faced greater would one have to fight harder!
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