Chapter 61

"Dare not? If you don't slash me, then I'll kill you!" Niu Wufang said.

"I..." Ding Chen had black lines on his face.

What exactly was wrong with this Demon King's brain circuit?

"Come, use your strongest move to slash me. If you win, you might be able to live. This is your only chance!" Niu Wufang said.

Upon hearing this, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Ding Chen's eyes.

"Good, you asked for it! Twelve swords, unsheathe!"

Clang, clang, clang...

Twelve swords unsheathed simultaneously, gathering behind him.

"Demon King, you asked for this! I'm not bragging, my strongest sword move was passed down from a top-tier sword cultivator! The power of this sword move completely transcends realms. Even if you are a Demon King, you won't be able to block it!" Ding Chen shouted.

"Is that so?" Niu Wufang looked at him with an expectant look.

"Hmph, you're seeking your own death! Twelve swords into one!"

Clang!

In an instant, the twelve swords condensed into a huge sword shadow behind him.

"Heaven-Destroying Sword, slash!"

With Ding Chen's violent shout, the huge sword shadow slashed toward Niu Wufang.

Boom!

In an instant, a loud bang came from mid-air.

Ding Chen's huge sword shadow, after touching Niu Wufang's protective aura, advanced slightly.

Then it shattered inch by inch.

In just a single breath, all twelve swords shattered into scrap iron.

Yet they didn't even pierce through Niu Wufang's protective aura.

Niu Wufang lowered his head, looking at the place where Ding Chen had attacked, looking surprised.

"Heaven-Destroying Sword? Such an arrogant name, and it only has this much power?" He looked puzzled.

One had to know that Luo Tian had casually broken his protective aura back then.

Yet this guy had been charging up for so long, and only had this much force?

"Uh..." Ding Chen was also stupid.

He had always been very confident in his attack power.

He felt that even if that move just now couldn't kill Niu Wufang, it should have been enough to seriously injure him.

But now...

"Go to hell!" Niu Wufang looked disgusted and slapped him with the spiked club.

"Damn it, block for me!" Ding Chen roared, wanting to resist this strike.

However, everything was in vain.

Pfft!

Without any surprise, Ding Chen was smashed to pieces directly.

"Idiot, you killed him, how are you going to have a bitter battle now?" Niu Tiechui's phantom watched from the side, looking furious.

"Ah, sorry Mother, I didn't hold back for a moment. What should I do now?" Niu Wufang finally reacted.

Niu Tiechui had a gloomy expression: "Since he's dead, then find a way to make yourself bleed. That's the only way to claim credit, understand? Both you and I are outsiders. If you want your grandfather to acknowledge you, you have to shed some blood for the Luo family!"

"Shed some blood for the Luo family?"

Niu Wufang lowered his head and looked at his spiked club.

The next instant, he seemed to have made up his mind, then swung the club at his own head and struck it hard.

Boom!

With a loud bang, like muffled thunder.

Pfft!

Blood instantly began to spray from the top of Niu Wufang's head.

"Mother, is this okay?" Niu Wufang was smashed until he was dizzy, almost unable to maintain his flight.

"Hmm, not bad! Now you can go down! Remember, from today on, you are to guard the Luo family for me!" Niu Wufang said, and the phantom dissipated. ===== CHAPTER 63 =====