Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 344: Chapter 344: Battle Beiming Kong Again (3) Chapter 344: Chapter 344: Battle Beiming Kong Again (3) “Executioner’s Sword!”

Beiming Kong’s roar echoed again as another energy sword, imbued with terrifying power, condensed in the high skies.

The power emanating from the two energy swords felt suffocating.

Even after unleashing two Executioner’s Swords, Beiming Kong’s aura showed no sign of weakening.

The might of the two Executioner’s Swords was absolutely terrifying.

“You haven’t experienced this one before, have you?” Beiming Kong asked with a taunting sneer, as his hands formed seals again and another energy sword materialized.

Immediately afterward, as Ye Gucheng and the others watched in utmost terror, Beiming Kong continuously formed hand seals, and sword after sword of energy materialized.

All of them were Executioner’s Swords!

Above Beiming Kong, a total of thirteen Executioner’s Swords had condensed, their overwhelming presence causing everyone’s souls to scatter in fright.

Feng Wuchen’s face also became incredibly grave.

Leng Qingfeng and the others watched the thirteen terrifying Executioner’s Swords in horror!

How fearsome would the attack of thirteen Executioner’s Swords be?

“He has cast thirteen Earth Grade Martial Skills in one breath!”

“Beiming Kong’s aura hasn’t weakened at all!”

“I can hardly believe it…”

Unable to fathom the possibility, everyone panicked, backing away in terror, shaking all over. To them, Beiming Kong was a monster!

Luoyan swallowed hard in fright, his complexion deathly pale, and he exclaimed in horror, “Can the Dan Emperor… Can he withstand it?”

At this moment, even Ye Gucheng wore a look of sheer terror. With his Seventh Level cultivation of the Tianyuan Realm, even he dared not claim that he could withstand the simultaneous attack of thirteen Earth Grade Martial Skills.

Certainly, Feng Wuchen couldn’t resist the thirteen Executioner’s Swords, right?

Seeing the extreme fear on everyone’s faces, Beiming Kong seemed to relish in their terror, his proud sneer growing even more brilliant.

His cold gaze swept toward Feng Wuchen. Seeing Feng Wuchen’s stern expression, Beiming Kong couldn’t help but sneer coldly, “Where’s your confidence from just now? Your imposing manner?”

“No matter how strong your physical body is, it can’t withstand my thirteen Executioner’s Swords,” Beiming Kong said with a sadistic sneer. Upon saying that, he waved his hand, and the thirteen Executioner’s Swords burst forth simultaneously.

“Buzz, buzz.”

The thirteen terrifying energy swords caused the Desolate Area Space to vibrate violently, as if it were on the verge of collapse, with an aura that filled the eyes with awe.

“Gurgle!”

Ye Gucheng and the others were so frightened they held their breath, intensely fixated on the thirteen energy swords.

“Brother Feng!” Liu Qingyang cried out in alarm.

“Teacher! Get out of the way!” Zhang Junlan shouted in panic.

“Xiao Xiao, quickly help Brother Feng, your barrier can definitely stop it!” Miao Qingqing urged frantically.

Ling Xiaoxiao shook her head, saying, “I wish I could, but Big Brother Feng definitely wouldn’t want me to intervene.”

Since it was a matter of enmity between Feng Wuchen and Beiming Kong, it was only natural for the two of them to resolve it themselves. Outsiders shouldn’t meddle, and moreover, Feng Wuchen had said from the beginning that he alone was enough.

Watching the thirteen terrifying energy swords streaking towards him, Feng Wuchen’s expression was extremely grave, yet he showed no sign of panic.

“Dragon’s Roar!”

Feng Wuchen suddenly bellowed, and a majestic, soul-shaking roar swept through the space like a sonic wave, echoing throughout the Desolate Area Space, causing everyone’s eardrums to throb with pain, their heads to ache, and leaving them dizzy and disoriented.

“Damn it!” Ye Gucheng’s face changed drastically, and he hurriedly covered his ears.

Leng Qingfeng’s face was filled with shock as he said, “It’s the roar from that time!”

“Retreat!” Liu Qingyang yelled, pulling Miao Qingqing as they quickly retreated.

“Is this also an Earth Grade Martial Skill? Why is there the roar of a fierce beast?”

“The roar is soul-stirring!”

“It’s terrifying! What kind of monster is making that roar?”

Within the Desolate Domain, many cultivators panicked. Even from a distance, they felt deafened, thinking a terrifying monster had appeared in the Desolate Domain.

Beiming Kong was the closest to Feng Wuchen and suffered the greatest damage, his head feeling as if it was about to explode.

“Damn it! That cursed roar again!” Beiming Kong was both wary and furious, but completely powerless.

Although Beiming Kong realized what was happening in an instant and retreated rapidly, it was already too late.

With his mind scattered, Beiming Kong couldn’t control the thirteen terrifying energy swords. Losing control, their attack direction changed.

“Boom, boom, boom!”

“Buzz, buzz!”

The thirteen energy swords exploded in every direction, shaking the Desolate Domain, the destructive ripples of energy sweeping wildly.

“In this situation, you shouldn’t be able to absorb any power, right?” Feng Wuchen said coldly, as terrifying power poured into the Dragon God Sword, ruthlessly sweeping it across.

“Whoosh!”

“Buzz, buzz!”

A gigantic blood-red sword light tens of yards long burst forth, its sword intent overwhelming and its might overpowering, cloaking the void of the Desolate Domain in a red glow.

Beiming Kong was dizzy, his eardrums throbbed with pain, and he could hear nothing. Before his eyes, he saw the crimson sword light, but it seemed as if there were a dozen or so, all blurred.

Even with his mind frayed, Beiming Kong’s subconscious knew danger was approaching.

“Boom!”

“Spurt!”

The terrible sword light struck Beiming Kong in an instant, exploding with a blast. Beiming Kong, defenseless, spat out blood and his figure was thrown away.

In a state of utter disarray, Beiming Kong simply had no ability to take any measures.

The aforementioned awe-inspiring roar resonated throughout the Desolate Area Space for over ten seconds before it gradually dissipated.

Merely ten seconds, yet it filled Ye Gucheng and his companions with terror.

“How preposterous!” Beiming Kong, though injured, had since begun to recover, his pale face contorting fiercely.

Beiming Kong’s murderous aura soared to the skies, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins, making them difficult to look into directly.

“Humming!”

With brutal and terrifying force, the power of the Evil Spirit burst forth, Beiming Kong’s body flashing with blue light, and an extremely malevolent aura whipped up into a storm that swept through the area.

“Earth Grade Martial Skill, Nine Nether Stygian Palm!”

Beiming Kong let out a fierce shout as he condensed a terrifying force in his palm and savagely hurled it towards Feng Wuchen.

“Swoosh!”

“Humming!”

The palm print, imbued with destructive energy, tore through the air. Thirty-some zhang in size, it resembled a small mountain, shaking the space violently as it moved.

“An Earth Grade Martial Skill!” exclaimed many in shock, utterly astounded.

“A contest of martial skills? I’ve never been afraid of you!” Feng Wuchen coldly stated. Bloodline Power surged into the Dragon God Sword, which hummed and emitted a suffocatingly intense sword aura.

“Soul Extinction Sword Technique, Soul Extinction that Mourns Deities and Demons!”

Feng Wuchen let out a fierce shout, and the overwhelming Sword Intent surged frantically, even more terrifying than before. Clasping the Dragon God Sword with both hands, he slashed downwards from above with devastating might.

Luoyan was extremely horrified and spoke with a trembling voice, “Dan…Dan Emperor’s martial skills are more terrifying…”

“Feng Wuchen’s sword techniques, I’m afraid they are even more terrifying than high-grade Earth Rank martial skills!” Ye Gucheng was extremely shocked, his pale face beaded with sweat.

The domineering and terrifying blood-red sword aura flew out like a long rainbow, terrifying Ye Gucheng and his companions to the core, their nerves stretched to the limit.

Everyone held their breath, all eyes fixed on the two destructive energies colliding high in the sky.

“Boom boom boom!”

“Pfft pfft!”

A moment later, as the two destructive energies collided, there came a thunderous explosion that rocked the Desolate Domain, drowning out all other sounds. Waves of rampant energy rippled outwards, shaking both Feng Wuchen and Beiming Kong so violently that they spat blood and were sent flying in opposite directions.

“To think that the power of the Evil Spirit still couldn’t suppress Feng Wuchen!” Beiming Kong simply couldn’t believe it.

Beiming Kong’s Earth Rank Martial Skill posed no threat in front of Feng Wuchen’s Soul Extinction Sword Technique.

The power of the Evil Spirit was terrifying, and with Beiming Kong having unleashed his ancestor’s Earth Grade Martial Skill, he had hoped to grievously wound Feng Wuchen with it. Yet, Feng Wuchen’s sword aura was even more terrifying!

“Humming!”

The rippling energy swept irresistibly in all directions, ancient trees and towering mountains were devoured in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Junlan and other distant spectators frantically retreated in fear.

The destruction was too much for them to bear.

In a head-on clash, Beiming Kong was gravely injured, his face pale. In terms of strength or martial skills, Beiming Kong was no match for Feng Wuchen.

The Dragon God Sword had been upgraded to a high-grade Spiritual Artifact, and it was also a second-order forging, making it more powerful than before.

The stronger the Dragon God Sword, the greater the power of the sword techniques and auras it unleashed.

Feng Wuchen too was badly injured, but with the protection of the Kylin Armor, his outlook was more optimistic than Beiming Kong’s.

“The power of the Evil Spirit is nothing more than this, Beiming Kong, you will never beat me!” Feng Wuchen coldly chuckled, then brought the Dragon God Sword in front of him and clapped his hands together fiercely.

“Shut up!” Beiming Kong roared in anger, staring deathly at Feng Wuchen.

“Humming!”

A tremendous force gathered, bursting with bloodlight and pervaded by an extremely domineering energy.

“Primeval Dragon God Fist!”

Feng Wuchen let out an icy shout, his fists brimming with that tremendous power, instilling fear with their might.

The next second, Feng Wuchen launched a fierce offensive. His fists strike out wildly.

Beiming Kong’s fierce face subtly shifted, filled with dread, he urgently shouted, “True Yuan protect my body!”

“Boom boom boom!”

“Pfft pfft pfft!”

The punches came at a blinding speed. Invisible, terrifying punches were thrown hundreds of times in an instant; Beiming Kong’s energy shield shattered on the spot, followed by a relentless barrage of punches against his body, leaving him unable to defend and vomiting blood repeatedly.

“Impossible! How could Feng Wuchen still have such terrifying martial skills?” Beiming Kong was utterly terrified. His energy shield, powered by his own strength, crumbled at a single blow.

And within an instant, Feng Wuchen had launched hundreds of punches; no matter how strong Beiming Kong was, it was too much for him to withstand.

Beiming Kong’s injuries worsened! His breath became weak!

This battle, Beiming lost! It was a resounding defeat!

“….” Ye Gucheng, Luoyan, and Leng Qingfeng were petrified and speechless upon witnessing such shocking and terrifying martial techniques, their bodies seemingly turned to stone.

“Beiming Kong! Your end has come!” Feng Wuchen roared furiously. After severely injuring Beiming Kong, he now held the Dragon God Sword and, with wings flapping, shot out explosively.

“Swoosh!”

“Hiss!”

Feng Wuchen transformed into a streak of bloodlight, vanishing in a flash. Beiming Kong’s heart spurted blood, and a new hole appeared.

“No… this cannot…” Beiming Kong looked at the hole in his chest in extreme terror. Unwilling to accept defeat after gaining the power of his ancestors, he still fell to Feng Wuchen.

“Beiming Kong, you’re too weak. No matter how many times you come back to life, I can kill you!” Feng Wuchen coldly sneered, flicking the fresh blood off his Dragon God Sword.

Beiming Kong slowly fell.