Devour

Chapter 358 Two Dragons Showdown

Cheng Bai watched the battle and cheered inwardly: "The power of one punch is enough to collapse mountains and seas. Fortunately, it happened in the wilderness, otherwise even a city would be razed to the ground!"

Qian Buduo was so frightened that his legs went limp, his face turned pale, and he stammered, "Just... just like that... he was beaten to death? Just one punch!"

Jin Lian glanced at Cheng Bai with a shocked look, and exclaimed softly, "What a strong aura! With this skill, your sect elder will be ranked among the top in the Sage List."

Wen Jin raised her head and proudly expressed her dissatisfaction: "Humph! He is second, and I am first."

Ningxiang smiled and responded, "Sister, you are very capable. You are as brave and heroic as any man. Let us see it for ourselves."

Kua E-yan shrank back to the Black Blade Flying Armor, clasped his fists and said loudly: "I am sorry to have embarrassed you, Your Majesty! That fellow is so weak that he can't even take a single blow."

Cheng Bai looked into the distance, his expression solemn, and said, "As the saying goes, you have to look at the owner before you beat the dog. The person behind this family is hiding and refusing to show up. When we get to Tianning Village, we will definitely face a more terrifying opponent."

The flying black blade armor streaked across the sky like a meteor, quietly approaching the village. The north wind was like a knife, ruthlessly cutting every inch of the North Lin wilderness, leaving an unusual loneliness and silence.

There are 100,000 hectares of cultivated land outside the village, but not even a bird foraging for food can be seen. The view is cold and deserted, quiet and peaceful, as if you are in a trance dream.

Everyone on the observation deck looked down at the desolate fields at the same time. At a glance, they saw the withered wheat seedlings covered with white snow, shivering in the vast and desolate air.

"Something...is not right on the snow." Jinlian gently stroked Zixuan who was lying on her shoulder, her eyes drifting towards the only thing in the distance that could attract her attention.

Qian Buduo raised his trembling hand and pointed to the same place, whispering, "Look over there, there's a living person!"

A lone figure was walking on a snowy path beside a field. At first glance, he looked like an ordinary farmer strolling back to the village. He was swaying without leaving any footprints.

The thing he was carrying was not a farm tool, but a strangely shaped long-handled giant blade, about seven feet and eight inches long, with a wide blade and a narrow blade. The weapon had a unique curve, with the might of a broadsword and the power of an axe.

Cheng Bai sincerely admired: "He walked on the snow without leaving any traces, and lifted heavy objects with ease. Even after a long journey, he did not leave any traces. What a great skill of lightness!"

The "farmer" was able to sense the approach of an enemy. He stopped and slowly turned around, looking up at the direction of the black blade flying armor that was as colorful as clouds in the sky.

When people saw the man's face clearly, a chill ran down their spines - a pair of dead fish-like eyes were cold and dull, and his neck was surrounded by a circle of neatly stitched black and purple blood scabs, as if the head and torso had been forcibly stitched together.

"That strange weapon seems familiar..." Qian Buduo looked at it clearly from a distance, and was so frightened that his soul almost left his body, "...Is it the 'Night Dragon' blade? It's still alive!"

Jin Lian looked incredulous and asked in confusion, "This guy's name would have been enough to make a child in Beilin cry more than a hundred years ago. He was originally ranked 58th on the Sage List. I heard that he went to Jing'ao Island alone and was killed by Wang Hong, so he was removed from the list a long time ago!"

Cheng Bai pondered and said, "Fifty-eight? He is stronger than the previous assassin leader Min Yan."

Jin Lian couldn't hide her inner feelings and said, "Li Jian has been the top assassin of the Tumin Society for nearly a thousand years. He climbed up the ladder list step by step, stepping on countless corpses to finally get to the sage list. No one has replaced his position in the assassin industry so far. Except for Tu He who retired for too long, Li Jian was once regarded as the top expert of the Tumin Society."

Qian Buduo didn't dare to look at it any more, and retracted his gaze and said, "If it weren't for the Holy Master of Jingtao Sect taking the initiative... to behead him with the Jingting Sword, the sharp blade would have had a good chance of climbing to a higher rank."

Zixuan pursed her lips at Qian Buduo, stared at him with her small black eyes and urged him, "The weapon carried by the little killer is fierce and violent. Tell me where you came from."

Qian Buduo said with lingering fear: "That is the high-quality soul weapon that made Night Dragon famous. It is the 24th on the Tianbao list, 'The Blue Dragon's Fist'. It is made with the fangs of the blue dragon and its attack is far superior to that of ordinary swords. I will not make a mistake after seeing it once. The sharp blade has been resurrected!"

Cheng Bai pondered over it again and shook his head, saying, "This guy has a gloomy and weird aura, and his power is very different from that of natural creatures. He doesn't look like a living person."

Li Tong said bluntly: "I am indeed dead, and only the corpse puppet driven by the Death Spirit Tomb remains. Judging from the grade of the condensed dead soul essence, it can be said to be the elite among them, ten times more powerful than the Death Giant!"

As he spoke, Li Jian held the Blue Dragon Sword in his hand and faced the sky, raising the sharp blade and pointing it directly at the people on the observation deck. A fierce murderous aura rushed straight into the sky, dyeing the continuous clouds blood red!

Kua E-yan clenched his fists and shouted, "Hey! How dare it challenge us."

Wen Jin said disapprovingly: "It doesn't matter if it's a living person or a corpse. How dare it use 'dragon' as a nickname to claim to be so great? Let me kill it. Your Majesty, please allow me to fight."

Cheng Bai was relieved and nodded gently in agreement: "Okay."

"Hehehe..." Minjin let out a crisp laugh, and jumped down from the observation deck. Her light and agile figure swooped down towards the other party like an eagle.

A cold light flashed, and the sharp blade wielded by the Blue Dragon showed its full sword intent, fighting against the powerful enemy attacking from the air. The vast white fields were affected by the strange phenomenon and changed in an instant, turning into a large scarlet sea of blood, as if the gate of hell was torn open!

It was also the Blood Sea Universal Salvation Art, but compared to Diao Jin's performance, the sharp blade showed a higher level, creating another shocking scene. The huge monster in the boiling sea of blood suddenly woke up, with jagged dragon horns rising into the sky, followed by a ferocious dragon head covered with bone spurs.

"Roar..." The blue dragon, which was condensed by the monstrous murderous aura, opened and closed its huge mouth. Countless jagged gray fangs were surrounded by blood light. It bit towards Min Jin viciously, and even tried to tear the black blade flying armor behind her into pieces.

"Arrogant!" Seeing the bloody murderous aura surging up, Min Jin's contemptuous expression became solemn. She opened her cherry lips slightly and spit out the Dragon Shadow Fire Sword, which quickly grew larger. The blade light drew a graceful arc and attacked downwards.

"Huh!" With a delicate cry, Wen Jin formed seals with her hands and used the secret technique of the Five Flavors True Fire to empower the sword.

The fire of gold, the fire of wood, the fire of water, the fire in the sky, and the fire in stone are like five fire dragons swirling and dancing, burning everything wherever they go, destroying everything in their path.

Both sides pressed forward, and the gap in strength was immediately exposed.

The initial collision was almost silent, but the dragon head that was born from the sea of blood was instantly destroyed as soon as it came into contact with the flaming sword energy.

Minjin mercilessly tore open a huge gap, the tip of the sword continued to move forward, pointing directly at the sharp blade at the core of the vision, determined to pierce it and then smash it into powder.

The killer corpse had no expression on its face, and its dead fish-like eyes reflected the firelight, becoming more and more fierce, as if it was aroused by violent murderous intent.

Suddenly, the Blue Dragon's relative changed his moves midway, and the many sharp teeth in the dragon's mouth merged into one, and a brilliant red light rushed out violently, flying towards the opponent at a speed tens of thousands times the speed of sound.

Cheng Bai's cultivation level is not as high as his, but he can see clearly with his spiritual eyes, and he deduced the result in depth: "Li Jian is a pure sword cultivator. He has developed his own ideas based on the characteristics of the weapon based on the Fu Sheng Sword Technique, integrating multiple moves to gather strength at one point. His thinking is completely different from my Menheiling's multiple superpositions to increase power, and he has opened up another great road for swords. His relatively strong explosive power, but low tolerance for error, will kill if he fails!"

The sharp blade stood firm, with the tip of the Azure Dragon's blade pointing to the sky and swearing to never retreat, emitting a red light that made it even more powerful.

"Too slow!" Wen Jin's pretty face was filled with anger, and she shouted in a delicate voice: "Longhua Sword Technique - Burning the Four Fields, breaking your sword moves!"

The light of the Dragon Shadow Fire Essence Sword suddenly burst into bloom, and the lingering five-flavor true fire and sword energy complemented each other perfectly. The fierce and fierce move was as dazzling as a meteorite with a long tail of flame, and it crushed the invading opponent without any suspense.

Jinlian was watching the battle from a high place, her eyes sparkling with wonder, and secretly praised, "Great swordsmanship!"

"Rumble..."

With a shocking roar, the empty fields boiled instantly and the ground sank into a huge deep pit more than eight miles wide.

The aftermath set off a terrifying heat wave that swept across the vast land, melting the ice and snow to create mist that enveloped the vast wilderness. In just a few breaths, the scalding tide rushed along the collapsed terrain, and the mulberry fields turned into the sea!

"Hmph!" Wen Jin stood in mid-air, overlooking the sudden changes in the world. Her dragon eyes flashed with flames, and after a while she looked around but could not find any trace of the killer corpse. She said complacently, "You country bumpkin is showing off by playing with a deformed knife. I won beautifully with this one!"