Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 818: Chapter 818: Battle of the Demon Leopard and the Minor God (3) Chapter 818: Chapter 818: Battle of the Demon Leopard and the Minor God (3) Feng Wuchen was thoroughly enraged!

A delicate long sword, emitting a faint silver glow, appeared out of nowhere in front of Feng Wuchen, exuding a fierce aura that seemed to challenge all comers.

“Divine Artifact!” Feng Wuchen’s expression changed instantly, recognizing at a glance that the delicate long sword was indeed a Divine Artifact!

“Divine Artifact! It’s actually a Divine Artifact!” Zhang Junlan and others exclaimed in shock, utterly astounded.

Feng Wuchen actually possessed a Divine Artifact!

Facing the fearsome existence of a Primordial Ancient beast, Feng Wuchen even dared to hold back his strength!

The silver long sword circled around Feng Wuchen, solidifying into several phantom blades, forming what seemed like a protective energy.

With the Divine Artifact in hand, Feng Wuchen’s strength significantly increased!

“Buzz, buzz!”

An even more terrifying force burst forth from within Feng Wuchen, like Jiao Long emerging from the sea, instantly swelling to several times its size.

“Boom, boom!”

“Buzz, buzz!”

The two blood-red beams that shot forth mercilessly struck Feng Wuchen, causing an earth-shattering explosion, and the destructive energy ripples instantly devoured Feng Wuchen, who didn’t dodge at all, confident in his strength.

The energy ripples lasted for several minutes, and when they finally dissipated, Feng Wuchen once again appeared in the sight of Feng Wuchen and his companions.

Feng Wuchen was unharmed, fully enduring the power of the Primordial Ancient beast.

“Oh? Truly not simple.” The Dark Demon Panther was slightly surprised, but that was all, with no trace of fear.

“Primordial Ancient beast!” Feng Wuchen gritted his teeth, his murderous intent soaring, his fierce appearance as if he were about to fight the Dark Demon Panther to the death.

Feng Wuchen was now at full power, his overwhelming Sword Intent suffocating.

“Show me your true skill, let this one see what power your Divine Artifact holds!” the Dark Demon Panther arrogantly declared, undisturbed even as Feng Wuchen’s aura swelled multiple-fold.

“Yin Yang Movement Technique!”

Feng Wuchen bellowed, executing his movement technique and wielding the Divine Artifact, bursting forth with a surge of momentum.

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!”

Feng Wuchen’s figure flickered wildly, displaying astonishing speed, and in less than half a second, he appeared on the back of the Dark Demon Panther, bringing down his Divine Artifact fiercely.

“Clang!”

“Buzz, buzz!”

Feng Wuchen’s sword struck ferociously. With a ringing clang, a terrifying energy instantly whirled out, shaking the void.

However, Feng Wuchen’s face changed abruptly as his sword came down.

“What?” Feng Wuchen was greatly shocked, his expression somewhat blank, disbelief in his voice, “How… how is this possible! The Divine Artifact can’t even harm it!”

The power of Feng Wuchen’s sword was absolutely terrifying, yet it couldn’t even scratch the Dark Demon Panther in the slightest.

Feng Wuchen was holding a Divine Artifact! Could even a Divine Artifact not penetrate the hide of the Dark Demon Panther?

“So… so strong! Even a Divine Artifact is useless!”

“Is the flesh of a Primordial Ancient beast that tough? Not even a Divine Artifact can cut through!”

“Such a terrifying power, and the Primordial Ancient beast just lets Feng Wuchen strike it…”

Ye Tianwei and others were once again taken aback, their hearts pounding.

“An ordinary Divine Artifact, and you thought to wound a Primordial Ancient beast? Did you think it was as soft as tofu like those ordinary beasts? Foolish!” Inside Liu Qingyang, a disdainful and arrogant voice from the Three-Eyed Demon Ape resonated.

“Tofu…” Liu Qingyang’s face stiffened.

The Tri-eyed Demon Ape even likened the beasts of the Mainland to tofu!

By comparison, one can only imagine how terrifying the flesh of Primordial Ancient beasts must be!

“Ding Ding Ding!”

“Buzz!”

Shaosiming did not believe that the Primordial Ancient beast could be so powerful. The Divine Sword in his hand unleashed a crazy onslaught, madly chopping at the beast’s back, which was as impregnable as a wall of copper and iron. The terrifying power of the Sword Intent relentlessly spread.

The overwhelming power of Sword Intent seemed to disperse the air itself, turning the void it passed through into nothingness.

“This is impossible!” the more Shaosiming attacked, the more shocked he became.

No matter how fierce and ruthless Shaosiming’s sword moves were, he simply could not penetrate the skin of the Dark Demon Panther. Only the black fur was cut off.

After attacking for nearly two minutes, Shaosiming completely gave up, utterly powerless.

“You are far underestimating the flesh of the Primordial Ancient beast. A mere Divine Artifact, how could it harm me?” boasted the Dark Demon Panther, not even bothering to dodge or use its power to defend, purely relying on its strong physique to withstand the terrible force of Shaosiming’s attacks.

“…” Shaosiming was utterly shocked, his expression stiff.

He had thought that by wielding the Divine Artifact, he could contend with the Primordial Ancient beast. But now, it seemed he was naive and had greatly overestimated his own strength.

The terror of the Primordial Ancient beast surpassed Shaosiming’s imagination.

At this moment, Shaosiming felt a surge of helplessness, a feeling he had not experienced in many years, a feeling that not even when facing Long Jian had he felt.

This helplessness made Shaosiming feel incredibly insignificant, as though he were the weakest in the world.

This feeling was frightening. If he could not overcome it, he might live with this helplessness for life.

The existence of the Dark Demon Panther had undoubtedly become a shadow in Shaosiming’s heart.

“Whoosh!”

“Bang!”

As Shaosiming was stunned with fear, the tail of the Dark Demon Panther, viciously sweeping across, hit him with a muffled bang, sending him flying.

“Is a Primordial Ancient beast truly this terrifying? With my cultivation, I had no power to fight back!” Shaosiming still couldn’t believe it.

Facing the Primordial Ancient beast, Shaosiming was utterly defeated!

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

The Dark Demon Panther roared and charged again. Its blood-red eyes locked onto Shaosiming, who was quickly caught by the fierce claws, mercilessly tearing at him.

“Boom!”

“Spurt!”

While still in mid-air, Shaosiming was grievously struck by a claw of the Dark Demon Panther, bursting into a boom, causing him to spit out blood. Despite his profound cultivation, he was unable to withstand the Primordial power of the Dark Demon Panther.

Just one claw had severely wounded Shaosiming, who was once considered terrifyingly powerful!

“Gurgle…”

Zhang Junlan and others watched in horror, fearfully swallowing saliva, their faces pale with fright.

“That’s enough!” The Dark Demon Panther charged again, coldly speaking as it aimed its sharp claws at the badly injured Shaosiming.

That terrifying power could tear Shaosiming into pieces with a single claw.

“Hold, Demon Panther!” Just as the Dark Demon Panther was about to land the killing blow, Feng Wuchen’s loud shout came.

At this, the Dark Demon Panther ceased its attack, turning its gaze to Feng Wuchen, who said, “Boy, what is it now?”

Feng Wuchen flew over, smiling faintly, “The other was severely injured by you, his life and death unknown, he must be kept alive. Shaosiming knows more than the man just now, perhaps much more.”

“Suit yourself.” The Dark Demon Panther was indifferent, glancing at Liu Qingyang before entering the Nine Layers Qiankun Tower.

“Hmph! What are you looking at? Want to fight? Come on!” Inside Liu Qingyang, the hot-tempered Tri-eyed Demon Ape roared.