Chapter 630: The Ultimate Battle: Nan Feihuang vs. Tang Chen

"Thinking of retreating? It's not that easy!" Xun Yu ordered loudly, "Hear my command: the entire army, attack! Annihilate the enemy!"

Although the art of war says not to pursue a desperate foe, that military principle clearly did not apply to the current situation; the most important thing right now was to beat the drowning dog.

Strike while the iron is hot to expand the results of the battle, preferably killing Dai Mubai and Tang San to achieve everything in one stroke.

Furthermore, Xun Yu needed to use the battlefield below to interfere with the battle in the sky.

After all, the battle between Nan Feihuang and Tang Chen was not some fair Spirit Fighting Arena match, but a war.

The greatest goal of war is to win and achieve victory on the battlefield; if the war cannot be won, no matter how righteous or glorious it seems, it has no meaning.

Just as he expected, the wails of the Star Luo soldiers on the battlefield below could be heard even from a thousand meters in the air.

Especially when Tang Xiao and the Five Elders of the Clear Sky Sect were killed in battle one after another, perhaps due to their blood connection, Tang Chen still felt it.

At this moment, his heart was in chaos, and his attacks were far less fluid than they had been at the start.

Feihuang gripped his Halberd and swept horizontally, using immense force to push Tang Chen away. "Heh, Tang Chen, I presume you feel it, don't you? Your Clear Sky Sect disciples seem to be almost all dead. Don't be anxious; it will be your turn soon. I will send you down to join them shortly."

"Tool Spirit Avatar, Tool Spirit Clone!"

The power of a single Fangtian Halberd, being in a martial soul state, was indeed far inferior to the Asura Demon Sword. Since that was the case, he would use both together—a righteous two-on-one.

His right hand swung the Overlord Halberd with full force, which was blocked by the Asura Demon Sword, while his left hand's Ghost God Halberd thrust toward Tang Chen's heart from an incredible angle.

Tang Chen's combat experience was indeed immense, and he dodged quickly, but Feihuang's Fangtian Halberd had two small side blades; the hook upon retracting the Halberd was also extraordinary in power.

Tang Chen did not even dare to use his Clear Sky Hammer to block it.

Because from the initial probing, he knew that if the Clear Sky Hammer met this Fangtian Halberd, at best it would be knocked out of his hand, and at worst, it might be cracked, leading to the shattering of his martial soul.

The backlash from a shattered martial soul was incomparably heavy. If he still had a chance to fight relying on the Asura Demon Sword, then once his martial soul shattered, he would only be waiting for death.

Therefore, he preferred to have his skin and flesh sliced by the side blades of the Fangtian Halberd rather than summon the Clear Sky Hammer and court death.

He could still distinguish which was more serious: superficial injuries or the destruction of his martial soul.

"Damn it, what kind of martial soul is this? Even the Asura Demon Sword cannot cut it!" Tang Chen could clearly feel that the power of the Fangtian Halberd in its martial soul state was inferior to the Asura Demon Sword.

Yet, this Tool Spirit was unprecedentedly hard; he estimated it was only one step away from becoming a true Divine Artifact.

Tang Chen had no other choice but to continuously exert the Godly Power within the Asura Demon Sword to force Nan Feihuang back time and again. But as long as he could not break Feihuang's Fangtian Halberd, he could not truly injure him; if this continued, he would eventually be defeated.

After all, he still had hidden injuries and virulent poison in his body.

But he was not the true Asura God after all and could not unleash the full power of the Asura Demon Sword. More importantly, he discovered that he seemed unable to use this sword well at all.

In the past, his opponents' cultivation was much weaker than his, and he could overcome ten thousand techniques with one force. But now, Feihuang's Quasi-God level cultivation far exceeded his own; he was only relying on the amplification of the Asura Demon Sword to barely reach a level where he could keep pace with him.

With cultivation levels close, the importance of technique manifested.

Yet, Tang Chen held the Asura Demon Sword and used moves that were all smashing, vibrating, and slapping; he was using a sword like a hammer.

"Heh, Tang Chen, the Asura God really isn't picky; he actually chose someone like you who doesn't understand sword techniques at all to be his successor. Let me show you what real moves are." Feihuang attacked from both sides. The Overlord Halberd's aura was stern and majestic, like a thousand armies galloping, the long spear and great halberd sweeping across the battlefield.

The Ghost God Halberd was sinister and treacherous, just like a ghost or demon, unpredictable and shifting, turning and rotating at will.

The absolute suppression in technique meant that even though Tang Chen had the Asura Demon Sword in hand, the blade of the Asura Demon Sword could not land on the blade of the Fangtian Halberd even once.

Every time Tang Chen managed to correctly execute a sword move, whether it was a thrust or a slash, it was either struck by the Overlord Halberd on the sword body, scattering his sword path, or deflected by the Ghost God Halberd, causing his Sword Qi to dissipate.

But if Tang Chen used hammer techniques with the Asura Demon Sword, how could a short-handled sword compete with a long-handled halberd in such a battle?

Admittedly, the Asura Demon Sword, as a Super Artifact, was also very heavy. Although a sword is not a heavy weapon and is certainly not as heavy as the Sea God Trident, even the Angel Holy Sword of the Angel God weighed thirty-six thousand catties. Feihuang had slightly sensed this Asura Demon Sword; it was about seventy or eighty thousand catties.

To others, it was terrifying, but to Feihuang, it was nothing; after all, Tang Chen's Clear Sky Hammer, cultivated to the Ninety-nine Level, already weighed over ten thousand catties.

Feihuang's Fangtian Halberd, at his realm, when infused with soul power, already exceeded twenty thousand catties, and in his true body state, it was thirty thousand catties.

Not to mention that Feihuang had a dual true body, meaning he was holding a total of sixty thousand catties of weaponry.

It was only about twenty thousand catties lighter than the Asura Demon Sword, but Feihuang's physical strength exceeded Tang Chen's by far more than twenty thousand catties.

Even with both having Full Spirit Bone, the quality of the soul bones on Feihuang's body was not something he could compare to, and Feihuang had a full eighteen Spirit Rings.

Every time their strength clashed, Tang Chen would be shaken by Feihuang until his internal organs felt intense pain.

In reality, Feihuang had not even used half of his strength yet, and he had already completely suppressed Tang Chen.

He still had at least four or five trump cards he could use.

The reason he was holding back his strength was to deal with opponents who might appear later. The Sea God would cheat and act as a substitute for Tang San for the sake of his inheritance; Feihuang felt that the guy named Asura might not necessarily refrain from doing the same.

Therefore, he had to reserve some strength.

"You can't use sword techniques, and your hammer techniques can't beat my halberd techniques. Tang Chen, you are truly too weak!" Feihuang's fierce attack suddenly accelerated.

The Overlord Halberd blocked all the sharpness of the Asura Demon Sword, while the Ghost God Halberd unleashed ten moves per second, with various treacherous halberd paths thrusting toward Tang Chen's entire body from all directions.

Tang Chen knew he could no longer avoid Feihuang's offensive; if this continued, he would be stabbed into a hornet's nest by Feihuang's Fangtian Halberd.

Against such incomparably exquisite halberd techniques, thinking of competing head-on was courting death. The only way, as expected, was to break the technique with force.

Thinking of this, Tang Chen finally made up his mind.

His aura suddenly surged, and even Feihuang was momentarily caught off guard and pushed back by his powerful shockwave. One could see his nine Spirit Rings appear, and then they began to shatter one by one.

Tang Chen had finally resorted to Ring Detonation. Given his current body, it seemed he was prepared to perish together with Feihuang.

And since he was going to die anyway, he did not hide anything, going straight for the highest realm of Ring Detonation: all nine rings detonating at once!

(End of chapter)