"Are there any other demons? Let them out and show them to me." Chen Feng looked at Ying Yuan and said provocatively.
After the battle with Ying Yuan, Chen Feng already knew that the reason why Ying Yuan was so feared was largely because of his ability to control demons.
When the devil appears, who can fight him
If other immortals were to fight against Ying Yuan, most of them would bypass the powerful demon and directly attack Ying Yuan's body to defeat the enemy. But Chen Feng was different. He had the Black Flame Hellfire, which gave him another choice.
That is to kill all the demons of Ying Yuan first!
Without the devil, Ying Yuan is still a toothless tiger and can be manipulated however one wants.
Therefore, Chen Feng used this move of wildfire, even if the black flame hellfire in his body was exhausted, he still wanted to kill all the demons of Ying Yuan.
Chen Feng didn't believe that Ying Yuan had a second batch of demons. After all, demons with the strength of a Nine Tribulations Loose Immortal were extremely precious. How could they be so easy to cultivate? Even if Ying Yuan still had some, they were only some lower-level demons. And those demons posed no threat to Chen Feng.
Ying Yuan looked at Chen Feng, his eyes spurting flames of resentment.
Chen Feng's move made all his thousands of years of hard work go to waste.
Chen Feng's guess was correct. It took Ying Yuanke thousands of years to cultivate such a group of demons. Now they all died in Chen Feng's hands, which greatly reduced his strength. Even though there were still countless demons in the Ten Thousand Demons Bell, they were all low-level demons with low strength. They were good enough to deal with ordinary seventh- and eighth-level immortals, but not enough to deal with the Nine Tribulations Immortals.
"Chen Feng, I will definitely kill you today!" Ying Yuan shouted viciously.
"What? Do you still have a demon that can deal with me?" Chen Feng laughed loudly, with an expression that showed he was sure of winning.
Seeing Chen Feng's expression, Ying Yuan felt even more annoyed: "You are the same, how much of that flame is left?"
Chen Feng spread his hands: "No more!"
"Then why should I be afraid of you?" Ying Yuan shouted: "Go to hell!"
As he spoke, the Wanmo Bell was thrown out with a loud bang.
The Wanmo Bell grew as the wind blew, and in the blink of an eye it became the size of a hill, and fiercely pressed down towards Chen Feng.
Unexpectedly, this Wanmo Bell, besides being able to release a large number of demons, also has such a function.
If it were an ordinary Nine Tribulations Loose Immortal, he would definitely choose to avoid the edge of the Ten Thousand Demons Bell at this moment, but is Chen Feng afraid
Not to mention that Chen Feng's strength is comparable to that of a Nine Tribulations Loose Immortal, just the fact that he has been refining his body through the Scorpio Throne over the years has made his physical strength surpass that of ordinary quasi-immortal weapons. A small Ten Thousand Demons Bell, no matter how heavy it is, is at best a quasi-immortal weapon. How could it be taken seriously by Chen Feng
Holding the heavy sword at his side, Chen Feng stretched out his hands suddenly, like two pairs of pliers, and grabbed the edge of the Wanmo Bell.
Chen Feng's muscles bulged like a mountain, and huge power burst out.
The rapid falling trend of the Wanmo Bell suddenly stopped, only the bell beads continued to swing around, making a tinkling sound.
"What a powerful force!" At this moment, cheers shook the sky in Qingyun Mountain, and everyone was impressed by Chen Feng's divine power.
…
“Boom—”
The eighth thunder tribulation finally fell.
Guo Chang stood still, allowing himself to be struck by the thunder.
After the thunder tribulation, Guo Chang's body was still standing upright, but there was a hint of fatigue between his brows.
The calamity clouds rolled, and the last thunder calamity began to brew.
…
Chen Feng held the Wanmo Bell in his hand, standing proudly, like a King Kong, towering over the heavens.
"Hah!" Chen Feng suddenly shouted, and the Wanmoling was thrown up heavily by him.
"Break it for me!"
The next moment, the heavy sword returned to Chen Feng's hand. Chen Feng swung the heavy sword and looked towards Wanmo Ling with the force of Mount Tai.
"clang-"
Just like an ancient bell being struck heavily, the Wanmo Bell emitted a strong vibration and then shattered!
The heavy sword has no edge, and what is scary is not its sharpness, but its power! Even a quasi-immortal weapon like the Wan Mo Ling was shattered by the power of the heavy sword, turning into pieces that scattered all around.
There was a space within the Wanmo Bell, and there were countless demons in that space. However, as the Wanmo Bell was shattered, the space inside was also annihilated, and countless demons were exiled to an unknown space.
"Ah, I'll kill you!" Seeing the Ten Thousand Demons Bell destroyed, Ying Yuan was seriously injured under the influence of the Qi. However, the resentment in his heart made him ignore his physical injuries, and he summoned a flying sword and flew towards Chen Feng.
High-level demons can be trained again, but the loss of the Ten Thousand Demons Bell means that his left and right arms have been cut off. From then on, he will be reduced to the most ordinary Nine Tribulations Loose Immortal and will never be able to raise his head.
Looking at the hysterical Ying Yuan, a hint of contempt flashed in Chen Feng's eyes.
Such a Ying Yuan was no longer a worthy opponent. Although he was still a Nine Tribulations Loose Immortal, when it came to close combat, how could this Ying Yuan, who was used to controlling the demons to attack from a distance, be Chen Feng's opponent
With a step forward, Chen Feng's heavy sword turned into an aurora, extremely brilliant.
It does not have any attributes. It is just the purest sword art, the most powerful sword wielded by him using the Dragon Desire Mysterious Yellow Sutra.
The two men approached quickly, and then their swords crossed and they fought for a while, and then separated again.
This series of actions was completed in a flash.
Chen Feng stood proudly, with sword intent rising from his whole body, making him look like a peerless sword, standing between heaven and earth.
A drop of blood was already sliding down the blade of the heavy sword in his hand.
However, Ying Yuan's body was trembling, and his body was covered with scars.
Just a collision and the winner was decided.
"Hatred has blinded your eyes. If you could be calmer, it would take a lot of effort for me to kill you!" Chen Feng's voice sounded slowly, calmly, without a trace of worldly airs.
“Plop—”
Ying Yuan fell to the ground, lifeless, and no one knew whether he heard Chen Feng's words before he died.
Everyone was silent, looking at Ying Yuan's body, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
The rabbit dies and the fox mourns. A nine-tribulation immortal dies in front of them, making them realize that life is so fragile.
"Oh? We won so quickly?" On the other side, Han Wei said with a relaxed look.
I saw him with his right hand behind his back, as if he was strolling around, and he was just gesticulating casually with his left hand.
However, his opponents, Longmen Sect Master Xiong Shang and Grand Elder Yang Yaozi, were weak and were defeated one after another.
"So powerful!" Chen Feng looked at him, and was shocked. This Han Wei was definitely as invincible as Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
"Forget it, it's boring to continue playing. I'll just teach you a lesson!" Han Wei laughed and suddenly stretched out two fingers of his left hand and pointed out quickly.
Two muffled groans were heard, and Xiong Shang and Yang Yaozi both flew backwards, their aura suddenly dropping.
Chen Feng opened his mouth in surprise, he saw that Xiong Shang and Yang Yaozi's cultivation had suddenly dropped a lot in the blink of an eye, and both of them fell to the peak of the Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal.
"I will seal some of your strength. If your performance satisfies me next time, I will consider restoring you!" Han Wei said lightly, as if he had just done something insignificant.
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