Chapter 336: Death Battle Against Chiyou

After hearing what Chiyou had to say, Duan Fengyun could not help but be speechless.

If he had known that a terrifying fellow like Chiyou was inside the Nether Sword, he would never have shattered the Nether Sword even if it killed him.

Duan Fengyun would now rather let Men Jianqiu wash away the sins of the Nether Sword with her death than face Chiyou.

After all, the death of Men Jianqiu alone could trade for the peace of the entire world.

But now, the entire world might die because of Men Jianqiu.

However, the disaster had already been wrought, so the only thing left to do was to find a way to eliminate this Demon Ancestor, Chiyou.

Yet, facing Chiyou, a sense of powerlessness welled up in Duan Fengyun's heart; although he already possessed an Immortal Body, he was simply no match for an old demon lord like Chiyou.

But retreat had never been in Duan Fengyun's nature; he picked up the Xuanyuan Sword and said to Chiyou:

"Chiyou, since I was able to release you,

then I am also able to seal you back away. What my master could do, I will certainly be able to do as well."

Chiyou laughed aloud:

"Ignorant boy, if your master hadn't had the help of the Xuanyuan Sword and other divine beasts back then, would he have been my opponent?

I will send you down first today; once I have possessed that blockhead Yin Zhong, one day I will settle the score with your master."

"What!"

Duan Fengyun had not expected that Chiyou's ultimate goal was actually to possess Yin Zhong; he absolutely could not let Chiyou achieve his goal.

Duan Fengyun walked in front of Yin Zhong, and Tong Zhan and the others, having learned of Chiyou's goal, also walked in front of Yin Zhong one after another.

Tong Zhan and the others knew that to Chiyou, they were merely mantises trying to stop a chariot, but they could not sit idly by.

Moreover, once Chiyou possessed Yin Zhong and obtained a physical body, he would surely resume his ambitions, and at that time, the Human Realm would certainly be plunged into misery.

When the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact; Tong Zhan and the others understood this principle deeply. If they could not protect Yin Zhong, they would rather die before him than watch the Human Realm be ravaged by Chiyou.

Holding the Xuanyuan Sword, Duan Fengyun pushed his Wind God Leg to the limit and charged directly at Chiyou.

He had been defending the whole time; now it was his turn to attack.

But as soon as Duan Fengyun approached Chiyou, he was pressed so hard by Chiyou's monstrous Demon Energy that he could not catch his breath. Duan Fengyun gritted his teeth and used all his strength to slash a heavy Sword Qi at Chiyou.

Chiyou sneered, raised his hand, and with a light wave, easily neutralized Duan Fengyun's strike.

Chiyou laughed:

"Now you see the gap between you and me, Duan Fengyun.

Today I will treat you as a sacrifice for my resurrection; starting with you, I will slaughter all of Xuanyuan Huangdi's family and friends."

Duan Fengyun finally could not resist Chiyou's Demon Energy and fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing this, Yueya hurriedly stepped forward to help Duan Fengyun up, and Tong Bo also arrived in front of Duan Fengyun with the Shenlong Sword.

Originally, Tong Bo and the others had held some grievances against Duan Fengyun, but after seeing his indomitable attitude when facing Chiyou, their attitude toward him had changed greatly.

Tong Bo held up the Shenlong Sword and said:

"Chiyou, perhaps we will all die at your hands today, but we will never submit to you."

Chiyou looked at Tong Bo, sensing the familiar feeling coming from the Shenlong Sword.

Chiyou said:

"I hadn't noticed just now, but now I can feel the familiar scent on this sword of yours.

This sword of yours has the scent of that fellow Yinglong, the lackey of Xuanyuan Huangdi. It seems you must be a descendant of Yinglong.

Hahahaha, Heaven has truly been kind to me.

I never expected that just as I saw the light of day again, I would encounter the descendants of the two people I hate most in my life.

Xuanyuan Huangdi, Yinglong, today I will recoup some losses from the two of you descendants."

Hearing Chiyou's words, Duan Fengyun looked at Tong Bo in surprise; he had not expected the Dragon Clan to be descendants of Yinglong.

If that was the case, then Yinglong was the Dragon God that the Dragon Clan had served for generations.

And Tong Bo, upon hearing Chiyou's words, looked at Chiyou with pride.

He was a descendant of Yinglong, and his Long Family had worshipped Yinglong as the Dragon God for generations; he felt extremely proud.

Tong Bo reached out his hand to Duan Fengyun and said:

"Brother Duan, today let us replicate the feat of Xuanyuan Huangdi and Yinglong defeating Chiyou back then; let us join forces to eliminate this demon, Chiyou."

Duan Fengyun nodded and reached out to clasp hands tightly with Tong Bo.

After the two looked at each other, they gripped their respective weapons and transformed into dragon shadows, attacking Chiyou.

A golden dragon shadow and a cyan dragon shadow flew toward Chiyou from the left and right.

"Ignorant!"

After Chiyou let out a loud shout, his hands transformed into endless darkness and grabbed at the two dragon shadows.

The two dragon shadows dodged Chiyou's hands at extreme speed and continued to attack Chiyou's head at extreme speed.

Cold light flashed in the mouths of the two dragon shadows; it was the Xuanyuan Sword and the Shenlong Sword. Both Duan Fengyun and Tong Bo were thinking of attacking Chiyou's head.

But as a generation of Demon Ancestor, Chiyou had walked more bridges than the two had walked roads; how could he not see through the intentions of Duan Fengyun and Tong Bo?

The reason Duan Fengyun and Tong Bo were able to get close to Chiyou's head was entirely because Chiyou was holding back, all for the sake of dealing them a fatal blow.

Just as the two dragon shadows were about to reach Chiyou's head, Duan Fengyun saw the mocking look on Chiyou's face and felt a great sense of foreboding in his heart; they had fallen into a trap.

Duan Fengyun shoved the cyan dragon shadow transformed by Tong Bo with force, knocking it to the ground, and at this moment, Chiyou's eyes emitted a terrifying red light, striking the golden dragon shadow heavily.

"Boom!"

After taking this heavy blow, the golden dragon shadow turned back into Duan Fengyun and subsequently plummeted to the ground.

"Big Brother Duan!"

"Brother Duan!"

"Duan Fengyun!"

Seeing the golden dragon shadow struck down by Chiyou, everyone let out a loud cry.

Yueya's eyes streamed with tears as she ran toward the direction where Duan Fengyun had fallen.

Tong Bo was still full of confusion when he was shoved aside by Duan Fengyun; seeing that they were about to reach Chiyou, he wondered why Duan Fengyun would shove him away.

When he saw that beam of red light from Chiyou, he understood—this was Duan Fengyun protecting him.

And when Tong Zhan and the others saw that in the face of life and death, Duan Fengyun had cast aside Tong Bo to take this heavy blow from Chiyou himself, they were completely won over by Duan Fengyun.

"Hahahaha, Duan Fengyun, this is a Secret Technique I once used to slay an Immortal; I do not believe a Mortal with an Immortal Body like you can withstand this strike of mine.

Do not be in a hurry, it will be your turn soon; today, unless you submit to me, none of you will escape death.

Except for you, my beautiful Jianqiu, hahahaha."

While everyone was wailing and crying in grief and Chiyou was laughing wildly in his arrogance, Duan Fengyun climbed up from the ground, covered in dust and dirt.

He patted the dust off his body and shouted at Chiyou:

"Old Demon, your grandfather here is not dead yet.

That red light of yours was just a tickle to me; what are you getting so carried away for!"

"Brother Duan!"

"Brother Duan!"

"Duan Fengyun!"

Everyone shouted excitedly for Duan Fengyun; this guy had certainly earned their tears.

Chiyou looked at Duan Fengyun in disbelief; he did not believe that with Duan Fengyun's strength, he could take his red light that could slay gods and kill Buddhas. How could this be?

He could not help but ask in confusion:

"Duan Fengyun, it is impossible for you to have taken this move of mine.

What is going on? How did you take this move?"

Duan Fengyun said smugly:

"I just said it, your attack was just like a tickle to me. Does the dignified Chiyou only have this much strength?"

On the surface, Duan Fengyun spoke lightly and airily, but inside, he was incomparably relieved.

Just now, that red light from Chiyou had made him feel a sense of death he had not felt in a long time; he knew that if he had been hit by that red light, even a Great Luo Immortal would not have been able to save him.

He had pushed Tong Bo away precisely because he was relying on his Immortal Body, but he had not expected that his Immortal Body would actually fail to withstand this strike from Chiyou.

In that short moment, Duan Fengyun had reviewed his life; when he thought of Youruo, Duan Wuyou, and Duan Ruoruo in the Fengyun World, and then thought of Yueya and Duan Tian now, his heart felt extremely reluctant to let go.

Just as Duan Fengyun had resigned himself to dying under Chiyou's attack, the Xuanyuan Sword had suddenly blocked the red light.

It was precisely the Xuanyuan Sword that had allowed him to escape a disaster, and he had been knocked down due to the immense recoil.

He had deliberately put on a light and airy appearance so as not to let Tong Bo and the others lose heart.

He was currently the only hope for dealing with Chiyou; if he lost his fighting spirit, then Tong Bo and the others would surely lose theirs as well, and they would only be waiting for Chiyou to harvest them.

But he had only barely blocked Chiyou's strike by relying on the Xuanyuan Sword just now; what was he to do next?

Duan Fengyun did not believe that the move just now was Chiyou's ultimate move.

As the lifelong enemy of his master, Xuanyuan Huangdi, Chiyou's abilities naturally could not be underestimated.

Seeing Duan Fengyun so smug, Chiyou was instantly enraged.

He had originally wanted to use Duan Fengyun's death to stimulate Tong Bo and the others, making them submit to him.

After all, since he had been resurrected, if he wanted to complete his grand ambition, he would certainly need his own team.

As descendants of Yinglong and the Tong Clan, Tong Bo and the others would surely be able to help him complete his grand ambition as his subordinates.

But Duan Fengyun was now seriously affecting the image of the War God Chiyou, and he was determined not to let Duan Fengyun go.

Chiyou looked at the fragments of the Nether Sword on the ground and pointed his fingertip; the fragments immediately gathered together.

Soon, the Nether Sword, which Duan Fengyun had gone to great pains to shatter, reappeared in everyone's eyes, and at this moment, the Demon Energy of the Nether Sword was even more surging than before.

With a wave of Chiyou's finger, the Nether Sword shot straight into the sky and arrived in Chiyou's hand.

Chiyou held the Nether Sword in his hand and said to Duan Fengyun:

"Duan Fengyun, prepare to die.

Let me show you the power of this seat's Defeat Aura."

Chiyou swung his sword, and suddenly a surging sea of blood rushed toward Duan Fengyun.

This was the resentment of the vengeful spirits who had died at Chiyou's hands over the past few thousand years, which Chiyou then used as a killing move.

Feeling the monstrous killing intent within the surging sea of blood before him, Duan Fengyun looked solemn; after this move, perhaps he could say goodbye to this world.

Duan Fengyun pulled the Xuanyuan Sword from the ground and said with lingering attachment:

"Good friend, our fate ends here today.

I hope that after I die, when you return to my master's hands, tell him that I, this disciple, did not disgrace him.

Good friend, come, accompany me to complete this final strike."

Duan Fengyun closed his eyes, filled with a death-defying will, preparing to charge into the surging sea of blood to die heroically within it.

But just as Duan Fengyun was about to charge into the sea of blood, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand burst into a brilliant golden light, and the surging sea of blood actually retreated under the golden light.

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