Chapter 433: Being Killed

Duan Fengyun looked at Chen Jingchou; he did not expect that Chen Jingchou would actually think the Zhurong Fire Spirit was a helper he had found from the Monster Race.

However, Duan Fengyun wanted to play along with the ruse to scare Chen Jingchou.

Duan Fengyun laughed heartily and said:

"Chen Jingchou, I didn't expect you to see through the Vermilion Bird Fire."

"That's right, the Vermilion Bird Fire is indeed my trump card borrowed from the Monster Race to deal with your Demon Realm."

"Originally, this was a gift prepared for the Demon Lord; I didn't expect to use it on you today."

"Chen Jingchou, come, properly experience the power of the Monster Race's holy fire, the Vermilion Bird Fire!"

"Good friend, go quickly, and take care of this person from the Demon Race before me for me!"

After receiving Duan Fengyun's instruction, the Zhurong Fire Spirit immediately opened its large mouth, and the fiery red flames within its mouth attacked toward Chen Jingchou's body.

Blazing fires suddenly burned all around Chen Jingchou; Chen Jingchou felt the constantly rising temperature around him, and although he had long been prepared, he discovered that this temperature was different from what was in the Demon Lord's memories.

The Vermilion Bird Fire in the Demon Lord's memories could burn everything in the world, yet Chen Jingchou deeply felt that the Vermilion Bird Fire before him did not have such power.

Chen Jingchou realized that the Vermilion Bird Fire before him might not be the authentic Vermilion Bird Fire; perhaps it was just some Vermilion Bird Fire that Duan Fengyun had accidentally obtained from somewhere.

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Chen Jingchou raised Mo Shiwu, directly sliced through the flames, and walked out from the fire.

Chen Jingchou laughed heartily and said:

"Duan Fengyun, I already know."

"This Vermilion Bird Fire is not the holy fire of the Monster Race; I'm afraid this Vermilion Bird Fire is fake."

Duan Fengyun looked at Chen Jingchou, who had walked out of the Vermilion Bird Fire safe and sound; he also had not expected that the Zhurong Fire Spirit's flames would have no effect on Chen Jingchou at all.

Furthermore, Chen Jingchou had actually discovered so quickly that the Zhurong Fire Spirit was not the orthodox holy fire of the Monster Race.

Duan Fengyun feigned composure and said:

"Chen Jingchou, this is the holy fire of the Monster Race, the Vermilion Bird Fire."

"It just hasn't exerted its power yet."

At this moment, Chen Jingchou was rapidly browsing the Demon Lord's memories, searching for records of this cluster of Vermilion Bird Fire.

When he saw the Zhurong Fire Spirit beside Duan Fengyun in the Demon Lord's memories, as well as the records regarding the Zhurong Fire and the Nanming Li Fire, Chen Jingchou suddenly realized—so that was it.

Chen Jingchou laughed heartily and said:

"Duan Fengyun, you don't need to pretend anymore; I already know everything."

"This so-called Vermilion Bird Fire beside you should be your former Zhurong Fire, right?"

"That day you killed the Fire Protector, you must have let the Zhurong Fire devour the Fire Protector's primordial spirit, the Nanming Li Fire."

"The Nanming Li Fire combined with the Zhurong Fire allowed your Zhurong Fire Spirit to complete its advancement, which is the current Vermilion Bird Fire."

How about it, Duan Fengyun, I didn't say it wrong, did I?

"I was just saying, as the holy fire of the Monster Race, how could it easily appear in the Human Realm? It turns out it's just a cluster of newly advanced fire that isn't fit for the big stage."

Duan Fengyun's jaw dropped; he now understood completely that it seemed Chen Jingchou had not only devoured the Demon Lord's demonic power but had also inherited the Demon Lord's memories.

Now, Chen Jingchou, whose strength and memories were no weaker than the Demon Lord's, was truly a bit troublesome for Duan Fengyun.

However, fortunately, Duan Fengyun still had one trump card, which was his Slash Heaven Sword Art of the Divine Realm.

This secret, which even the Demon Lord did not know, he believed could give Chen Jingchou a big surprise.

After discovering the secret of the Vermilion Bird Fire, Chen Jingchou continued to explore the Demon Lord's memories regarding Duan Fengyun.

He wanted to dissect Duan Fengyun completely; he wanted to make Duan Fengyun helpless in the face of his attacks; he wanted to make Duan Fengyun experience this feeling of helplessness.

After finishing all of the Demon Lord's memories regarding Duan Fengyun, Chen Jingchou laughed and said:

"Duan Fengyun, I already know all of your current trump cards."

"A personal disciple of Xuanyuan Huangdi, a descendant of Yinglong; your background, Duan Fengyun, is truly not simple."

"I think your trump card must be the Slash Heaven Sword Art passed down to you by Xuanyuan Huangdi."

"It's a pity that this Slash Heaven Sword Art of yours is just a child's plaything in my eyes."

"The fourth level of the Slash Heaven Sword Art—without reaching the Divine Realm, don't even think about stopping me."

"It's a pity that without several hundred years of cultivation, it is fundamentally impossible for you to reach the Divine Realm."

"So you had better go back and practice more early; perhaps in a few hundred years, you will be able to reach the Divine Realm."

"Only by that time, I will already be the king of the Three Realms, hahahaha."

"Duan Fengyun, how about it? After I've learned all your secrets, you feel very helpless, right?"

"Back then, you were the one who made me feel this helpless; today, I am returning it all to you."

Chen Jingchou looked at Duan Fengyun with a face full of satisfaction; seeing Duan Fengyun thwarted was the thing that made him happiest.

But what made Chen Jingchou depressed was that no strange expression appeared on Duan Fengyun's face.

Looking at the calm-faced Duan Fengyun, Chen Jingchou shouted:

"Duan Fengyun, why aren't you speaking? Could it be that you have already been scared out of your wits by me?"

"If that's the case, then hurry up and admit defeat; that way, I can leave you an intact corpse."

"Hahahaha!"

Duan Fengyun looked at the incomparably arrogant Chen Jingchou; sure enough, the appearance of a petty person who has achieved success is not worth complimenting. The current Chen Jingchou was completely in the mold of a petty person who, having achieved success, did not know the height of the heavens or the depth of the earth.

And the thing Duan Fengyun liked to do most was to give others a head-on blow when they were feeling smug.

Duan Fengyun smiled and said:

"Chen Jingchou, looking at you like this, you must have finished reading all of the Demon Lord's memories."

"Not bad, just as you said, my identity is indeed as such."

"But how do you know that I used up all my trump cards in front of the Demon Lord that day?"

"I am a person who never uses up all my trump cards; even when dealing with you, I will not use them all up."

Duan Fengyun is indeed correct; he currently still has two trump cards that he has not yet utilized.

One is the Slash Heaven Sword Drawing Technique at the Divine Realm, and the other is the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand that is not yet complete.

Sword Fifteen is currently still placed in his Void, and unless it is the final moment, Duan Fengyun will not summon Sword Fifteen.

The complete Xuanyuan Sword will be the big surprise he has prepared for Chen Jingchou.

Chen Jingchou does not believe what Duan Fengyun said, and he sneered:

"Duan Fengyun, do you think I would believe what you say?

The trump cards you think you have should be your so-called Slash Heaven Sword Drawing Technique and this Xuanyuan Huangdi Battle Armor of yours.

It is a pity that your Slash Heaven Sword Drawing Technique at the Immortal Slashing Realm is just like a tickle to me.

That Xuanyuan Huangdi Battle Armor of yours is also a flashy item with no substance; today, all your trump cards have been seen through by me.

Duan Fengyun, you and the Human Realm you guard are destined to be trampled underfoot today.

Today, my Demon Realm shall step on your corpses and begin the first step of our Demon Realm conquering the Three Realms.

Duan Fengyun, bring out your trump cards and obediently accept your death."

At this moment, the Demon Fifteen in Chen Jingchou's hand shone with great demonic light, and Demon Energy surged continuously upon it; it seems Chen Jingchou also wants to use his finishing move against Duan Fengyun.

Seeing Chen Jingchou in this state, Duan Fengyun intends to serve Chen Jingchou an appetizer.

Duan Fengyun inserted the Xuanyuan Sword into its scabbard, and seeing this, Chen Jingchou said with a smile:

"Duan Fengyun, you are finally going to use your Slash Heaven Sword Drawing Technique.

Come, let me see just how formidable your Xuanyuan Huangdi's Slash Heaven Sword Drawing Technique is."

Seeing Duan Fengyun's stance, Guyue also said with a look of relief:

"This guy Duan Fengyun is finally going to exert himself; if he keeps playing around, I am afraid he will lift a rock only to drop it on his own feet."

Chen Jingchou was in no rush to make a move; he wanted to see just how powerful this Slash Heaven Sword Drawing Technique of Duan Fengyun's was.

Duan Fengyun looked at Chen Jingchou, gripped the Xuanyuan Sword with his right hand, and said with a serious expression:

"Slash Heaven Sword Drawing Technique!"

Suddenly, a burst of golden light flared, the Xuanyuan Sword in Duan Fengyun's hand turned into a brilliant sword of light, and terrifying Sword Qi slashed directly toward Chen Jingchou.

Seeing this brilliant Sword Qi from Duan Fengyun, Chen Jingchou wore a smile.

This little bit of power was not enough to satisfy him; Chen Jingchou raised Demon Fifteen and collided with the Xuanyuan Sword's Sword Qi.

"Bang!"

A huge sound rang out, and Chen Jingchou was sent flying directly.

Chen Jingchou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at his body, and sneered:

"Duan Fengyun, is this all the power your Slash Heaven Sword Drawing Technique has?

I wasted my anticipation for so long; I didn't expect such a weak attack, it was truly a waste of time waiting."

Seeing this scene, Guyue Xianren shook his head at Duan Fengyun; this guy Duan Fengyun was still hiding things, as just now was the best opportunity to use the Slash Heaven Sword Drawing Technique at the Divine Realm, but Duan Fengyun did not use it.

It would be one thing if he didn't use the Divine Realm, but Duan Fengyun had actually used the Slash Heaven Sword Drawing Technique at the peak of the Immortal Slashing Realm, not even reaching the Perfection Realm.

Yuwen Tuo watched the scene, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand restless, and Yuwen Tuo said:

"This won't do, Big Brother has even used his trump cards, yet he still has no way to deal with Chen Jingchou.

I cannot watch Big Brother go on like this; something will definitely go wrong later, I must go and lend Big Brother a hand."

Just as Yuwen Tuo was about to step forward, he was stopped by Guyue.

Guyue said:

"Yuwen Tuo, don't be anxious yet; Duan Fengyun's strength is definitely more than this.

You must have confidence in him; this guy definitely won't use his full strength until the very last moment."

But Chen Jingchou had played enough now; he did not want to keep playing with Duan Fengyun like this.

Chen Jingchou's wine-red hair flew in the wind, and he said with murderous intent:

"Duan Fengyun, I have played enough; now it is time to let everything end."

The demonic sword in Chen Jingchou's hand shone with black light, and he charged directly at Duan Fengyun while wielding Demon Fifteen.

Chen Jingchou transformed directly into a black wind, and sharp, terrifying Demon Energy rushed toward him.

By the time Duan Fengyun reacted, Chen Jingchou's Sword Fifteen had already reached before his eyes.

"Duan Fengyun, the grudges between you and me should end now."

Chen Jingchou slashed his sword onto Duan Fengyun's head; Duan Fengyun was immediately enveloped by a mass of black energy, and then he fell to the ground with a thud.

Chen Jingchou raised Demon Fifteen and looked at Duan Fengyun's corpse with an arrogant air, laughing loudly:

"Hahahaha, Duan Fengyun, I have finally avenged myself.

I, Chen Jingchou, have finally paid back the humiliation you inflicted upon me, hahahaha."

Chen Jingchou then looked at Guyue and the others with an indifferent expression and said:

"Now it is your turn."