Chapter 346

At the same time.

On the other side.

Xu Fengnian and Old Huang looked at each other, and both could not help but gasp.

Xu Fengnian never expected that in the end, it would be a son challenging his father.

"He clearly can't win!"

"This First Qiusheng is relying on the fact that his father can't bear to kill him, so he gathered the courage to challenge the Evil Emperor!"

"This guy... if we're talking about being willful, he's a hundred times more willful than this Prince!"

Hearing Xu Fengnian's words, Old Huang could not help but sigh lightly, then said:

"Yes, Prince! This young master is truly willful."

"Clearly he has no ability yet, yet he wants to challenge the First Evil Emperor?"

"Even if it is his own father, what of it? Once he completely enters the demonic path, he is a demon that has extinguished his humanity; he is just an ordinary blade user, how can he resist?"

"It seems this time, First Qiusheng is unlikely to have a way to survive."

Having said this, Old Huang stroked his beard, filled with regret.

He had guessed so much, but he never expected it to be such an outcome.

Hearing this, Xu Fengnian also nodded and sighed softly:

"If he kills his own son, he cuts off his own lineage."

"Isn't this exactly what Mr. Su said before: succeed because of the Demonic Blade, fail because of the Demonic Blade?"

Having said this, Xu Fengnian suddenly thought of something and continued to ask:

"Old Huang, do you think First Qiusheng might also be a peerless blade user?"

"His blade technique is sharp, and in the decisive battle, he actually cut off the Evil Emperor's arms?"

Hearing this, Old Huang shook his head lightly and said in disbelief:

"The Prince is overthinking it."

"In this world, there will be no blade user who is the opponent of the Evil Emperor."

"Even your external martial arts master Qi Lianhua would definitely not be able to block this shocking Demonic Blade."

On the other side.

In the crowd, Shi Shi Feixuan and Wanwan heard this, and expressions of disbelief appeared on both of their faces.

Wanwan paused and said in surprise:

"How could it be? It's actually the son challenging the father?"

"This..."

A bad feeling immediately arose in Wanwan's heart.

Although she didn't understand First Qiusheng, she understood the First Evil Emperor and the Demonic Blade.

With the power of the Demonic Blade, it was definitely not something a mere First Qiusheng could resist.

If things went wrong, in this battle, First Qiusheng really wouldn't survive.

Thinking of this, Wanwan sighed and said:

"Before, Mr. Su said the old man had bad luck, and I didn't believe it, but now it seems it is absolutely true."

After Wanwan finished speaking, Shi Shi Feixuan also sighed and said:

"Indeed."

"Losing a son in old age, this certainly cannot be called good luck."

"Regardless, let's see how this battle turns out!"

On the other side.

Song Yanhui and his disciple heard this, and both were filled with shock.

Hearing Wushuang said in surprise:

"Master, I really didn't expect that in the end, it would be the Evil Emperor's own biological son challenging him."

"If that's the case, isn't this First Qiusheng in danger?"

Hearing this, Song Yanhui also stroked his beard, nodded lightly, and sighed:

"Yes!"

"Young and ignorant, not knowing the height of the heavens and the depth of the earth."

"How dangerous this battle is, First Qiusheng is completely ignorant!"

Hearing that First Qiusheng was determined to fight, Song Yanhui also began to worry.

As a swordsman, he knew exactly how powerful this Demonic Blade was.

Even the strongest swordsman in the world today, I fear, would find it hard to block the might of the Demonic Blade.

After pondering for a moment, Song Yanhui said slowly:

"Perhaps this young master is certain that the Evil Emperor will show mercy and not kill him."

Hearing Wushuang heard this and shook his head, continuing:

"But Mr. Su also said that once one enters the demonic path, one doesn't recognize one's own kin and completely loses one's reason."

"When it really comes time to fight, who would recognize anyone?"

Song Yanhui waved his hand and said softly:

"We don't need to say more, let's just watch and see."

At the same time.

In front of the Half-Moon Inn.

Su Hang scanned the crowd, picked up the teacup in front of him, took a light sip, and continued to say to the crowd:

"Originally, the old man had no intention of fighting, but his son threatened him with death."

"Helpless, the First Evil Emperor had to accept the challenge."

"Then, the two found an open space and began to compete."

"Although First Qiusheng hadn't practiced the Demonic Blade, his cultivation was naturally not to be underestimated."

"When attacking the Evil Emperor, his blade technique was sharp, his attacks continuous, and for a time his momentum was so great that it even faintly suppressed the Evil Emperor."

"And at this time, for the sake of his son's safety, you kept suppressing your demonic nature and did not use the Demonic Blade."

"Because you knew better than anyone that once the Demonic Blade was released, it would no longer be something you could control."

"However, as First Qiusheng's blade momentum grew stronger and stronger, the demonic nature in your heart churned, and you gradually began to lose control..."

"Finally, after a bronze blade qi from the First Evil Emperor, the demonic nature in your heart could no longer be suppressed."

"In that instant, you decided to enter the demonic path."

"In just a moment, you had already entered the demonic state."

"As you entered the demonic path, your power instantly surged, and the moves of the Demonic Blade attacked First Qiusheng like a sudden rainstorm."

"In just a flash, the situation on the battlefield had completely changed."

"The Demonic Blade was released, every move sharp; within a hundred zhang, all life was extinguished, and even birds and beasts scattered."

"And only then did First Qiusheng finally see the power of the Demonic Blade, retreating repeatedly and begging for mercy."

"After just a few moves, First Qiusheng felt that something was very wrong, and he knew that he could not be the opponent of the Demonic Blade."

"But at that time, you were entering the demonic path deeper and deeper, having long lost all consciousness, and you couldn't hear First Qiusheng's pleas for mercy at all."

"Finally, you followed the demonic nature in your heart and slaughtered all living things before you."

"In the end, your own biological son, First Qiusheng, also died under one of your Demonic Blade moves."

"When you came to your senses, you saw that the great mistake had already been made, and regret was too late."

"And it is precisely because of this that Su said you succeeded because of the Demonic Blade, and failed because of the Demonic Blade."

Having said this, Su Hang paused, took a light sip of tea, and continued:

"After mistakenly killing First Qiusheng, you felt that you had entered the demonic path too deeply and could not control the Demonic Blade at all."

"Out of shame for First Qiusheng, and not wanting the Demonic Blade to continue to harm the world, you cut off your own arms and sealed the blade to live in seclusion."

"From then on, the blade demon First Evil Emperor, who had roamed the Jianghu for many years and was invincible in the world, completely disappeared."

"This is the life of the old gentleman."

After speaking, Su Hang smiled slightly and looked at the First Evil Emperor before him, who was filled with shock.

And the First Evil Emperor, hearing this, was even more filled with disbelief.

He stared blankly, his eyes fixed, and even the corners of his mouth twitched.

His whole person seemed to be immersed in a huge sorrow.

Suddenly, the corners of the First Evil Emperor's eyes became moist, and he could not control himself.

"What Mr. said is true in every word!"

"Thinking of all this, it's all because I was greedy and insatiable; now that I have been punished by heaven, I deserve it!"

"If it weren't for my fame being too great, my child would definitely not have died like that..."

Having said this, the Evil Emperor could no longer hold back and wept bitterly.

The young girl beside him, seeing this, hurriedly comforted him.

"Master, don't be sad, let the past be the past."