Chapter 162: Battle with Daohuang

Although Daohuang lost his emotions after falling into the Demonic Path, his intelligence remained.

Seeing Nie Feng charge up without any offensive intent, he prepared to ambush Nie Feng.

He intentionally let Nie Feng get close, and just as Nie Feng prepared to use the Snow Drink Saber to freeze his Meridian, he suddenly erupted and unleashed a Demonic Path Rampage.

A simple horizontal slash, yet it was overbearing, as if the Demon were walking the path, intending to strip away Nie Feng's vitality.

The heavy strike slashed toward Nie Feng's forehead; thanks to Nie Feng's quick reflexes, he rapidly drew his saber to block in front of him.

But the immense impact still forced Nie Feng to retreat step by step, spitting out blood.

Nie Feng thought to himself:

"That was close!

If I had been a second later just now, let alone saving Daohuang from the Demonic Path, my own life would have been forfeit here."

Having walked through the gates of hell, Nie Feng looked at the Snow Drink Saber beside him, let out a loud shout, and picked up the saber again, ready to fight once more.

"Feng, why don't you let me handle this!

You have been holding back the whole time; Daohuang saw that you couldn't bring yourself to strike, so his moves are ruthless.

The injury you just sustained is not light either.

Don't worry, I won't deal a fatal blow to Daohuang.

In all the world, besides Master, I am the one who understands the Demon Saber best.

Trust me, I will definitely make Daohuang break free from the Demonic Path."

Bu Jingyun and Qin Shuang, who were nearby, chimed in:

"Junior Brother Feng, Junior Brother Duan is right.

When it comes to the Demon Saber, in all the world, besides Senior Xiehuang, who understands it better than him?

However, Junior Brother Duan, you must also be careful not to use the Demon Saber lightly."

"Don't worry, senior brothers, I will not use the Demon Saber."

After Duan Fengyun laughed heartily, he flashed and shifted his position to arrive in front of Nie Feng.

He drew the Yellow Emperor Sword and pointed it at Daohuang, saying:

"Come, let us two successors of the Demon Saber spar and see who is the true best successor of the Demon Saber."

Duan Fengyun had only just realized what that subtle anomaly in his mind earlier was about.

Judging by the time, that moment should have been exactly when Daohuang entered the Zhuoshi Mo Chi.

It seems there really is some kind of resonance between Demon Sabers.

And Daohuang also sensed a familiar aura from Duan Fengyun, and he muttered:

"You are also one who practices the Demon Saber!

Good, let us spar and see whose Demon Saber is more formidable."

Having said that, Daohuang charged toward Duan Fengyun with his saber.

Behind Daohuang

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was full of monstrous Demon Energy, which, paired with Daohuang's demonic appearance, made him look like a Demon God descended to the world.

Duan Fengyun would not be intimidated by this bit of Daohuang's aura.

Duan Fengyun was not even afraid of Di Shitian's aura, so he was certainly not afraid of this.

Daohuang's aura could be said to be all show and no substance in front of Duan Fengyun.

"War Sword Art!"

Duan Fengyun let out a loud shout and unleashed the War Sword Art.

Knowing the formidable nature of the Demon Saber, he would not trade blows slowly with Daohuang; he started with a major move.

Instantly, Duan Fengyun, holding the Golden Divine Sword, looked like a Golden War God.

"What kind of sword technique is Duan Fengyun practicing? And what is the deal with that sword in his hand?

I feel like that kid is like an emperor of the Human Realm right now."

After Zhu Huang woke the unconscious Xiao Tong, he asked Nie Feng and the others.

Thinking that everyone present was not an outsider, Nie Feng told them about the sword in Duan Fengyun's hand.

"Junior Brother Duan's sword technique was obtained by chance in Lingyun Cave.

And that sword was kept together with the Dragon Vein; when Junior Brother Duan fell into the Demonic Path, it was thanks to this sword awakening the dormant Dragon Vein that he was awakened and freed from the Demonic Path."

"No wonder, the Dragon Vein, the golden sword—could this kid be some kind of True Dragon Son of Heaven or a Chosen One?"

Xiehuang muttered to himself, speaking very softly so that only he could hear.

On the open ground, the Demon Energy-surging Daohuang and the imperial, kingly-aura-wielding Duan Fengyun collided with their saber and sword.

The massive sound of the impact directly created a sonic boom, and the surrounding environment was completely devastated.

Watching this scene, Nie Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly:

"I thought I wasn't using my full strength, but I didn't expect Daohuang wasn't using his full strength either."

Xiehuang said:

"The Demon Saber grows braver with every battle; the stronger the enemy, the more it stimulates the ferocity of the Demon Saber.

You were timid and hesitant just now, so Daohuang did not use his full strength."

Daohuang shouted directly:

"Exhilarating! Much more exhilarating than that fight just now.

That kid just now was timid and hesitant; it was meaningless.

You are more interesting, kid. Come again."

Daohuang immediately used the fourth form of the Demon Blade: Demon Born from Emptiness.

Daohuang exerted force with both hands, controlling the blade through the air with his strength; the blade followed Daohuang's will and attacked Duan Fengyun.

"Demon Born from Emptiness, I know that too."

Duan Fengyun laughed loudly.

Immediately, he also exerted force with both hands, using his Qi strength to control the Yellow Emperor Sword through the air.

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Although Duan Fengyun did not dare to use the Demon Blade now, he had long since grasped simple techniques for controlling blades from a distance.

The two of them manipulated their respective weapons through the air, constantly colliding and battling back and forth in the sky.

Daohuang had only just learned the Demon Blade, so how could he possibly be a match for Duan Fengyun in this aspect, which required proficiency in controlling blades from a distance?

Before long, Daohuang's great blade was struck to the ground by the Yellow Emperor Sword, and the Yellow Emperor Sword pinned the great blade to the ground, grinding it repeatedly.

Only a "Crack!" was heard, and the great blade finally could not withstand the ravages of the Yellow Emperor Sword and snapped directly.

"Pfft."

As the great blade snapped, the wielder, Daohuang, also suffered a backlash.

And as the great blade snapped and Daohuang suffered a backlash and vomited blood, Daohuang's face began to turn ferocious.

The Demon Eye between his brows began to open wide, and the Demon Eye, which despised everything, stared at Duan Fengyun without a shred of humanity, as if it wanted to see through Duan Fengyun completely.

But no matter how the Demon Eye looked, he simply could not see through Duan Fengyun's background.

The Demon Eye was enraged; he did not allow for there to be anyone in this world that he could not see through.

He swore that he must eliminate the person before him and could not let him live in this world.

And the increasingly angry Demon Eye also caused the Demon Energy on Daohuang's body to become increasingly intense.

The entire Xiewang Dong was now filled with Daohuang's monstrous Demon Energy.

Duan Fengyun was actually happy to see this scene, because the angrier the Demon Eye became, the larger it would grow, and the greater his certainty of piercing the Demonic Essence would be.

Daohuang turned his palm into a blade, and his hand transformed into a great blade surging with Demon Energy.

Duan Fengyun saw through Daohuang's next move at a glance, and he laughed:

"Demon Extremity Slaughtering Emotion, I am familiar with this move."

Daohuang, who had entered a demonic state and even slaughtered his seven emotions, had completely lost his reason after being provoked by Duan Fengyun just now, and only killing intent remained in his mind.

Daohuang took a large step forward, and the palm-blade with its monstrous Demon Energy charged toward Duan Fengyun; this was a move that plundered vitality, and any enemy under this move would have no chance of survival.

But the person being attacked was Duan Fengyun, the man who had once perfectly used the Demon Blade while his mind was clear; how could he possibly be restrained by this move?

Duan Fengyun held his sword horizontally before his chest and shouted,

"Break!"

Instantly, all the Demon Energy in the air was broken by the Golden Sword Qi, and it returned to clarity.

And Daohuang was also knocked flying back by the Golden Sword Qi.

Daohuang's expression became even more vicious; it seemed he was about to use his ultimate killing move.

(End of this chapter)

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