The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS

As the first rumble echoed from afar, the two sides finally began a great battle.

"Is that the Sword God's blade?"

Even from such a distant range, the supreme sharpness and dominance were striking, making Kong Xuankong shake his head, saying, "Old Kong still needs to work hard."

His sword could shatter the space of the universe, but he knew his own limitations: the shattering relied mainly on the sharpness of the Shattering Universe Saber. His own level in the Sword Path hadn't yet reached such heights.

"Is You Tian not coming?" Elder Shiming looked at the solemn yet utterly unreliable Kong Xuankong and asked.

"Hey, Bian Tian, what are you talking about?" Kong Xuankong laughed, "I am You Tian."

"Forget it, if you say so, then so be it." Elder Shiming waved.

If the Shadow King wanted a substitute, let him. Though Kong Xuankong was unreliable, he had the advantage over Shadow King: he could enter the battlefield at any time, making him an extremely convenient warrior.

"Ha, Luo Fengzi appeared again. Old Kong will go find him for some fun."

Both sides had their Divine Communication engaged. As soon as Kong Xuankong spotted Luo Feng on the other side, he immediately went over to reminisce.

"Boom——"

The Ten Thousand Poison Gang Qi and the Ghost God Spear intersected, the true qi that overflowed filled the air with a sweet, sickly aroma. Those who inhaled it bled from all orifices and perished, their corpses quickly dissolving into pools of black blood.

Just a trace of overflowed aura caused such deadly effects—this was the Poison Skill of Lin Lingshan, the Sect Leader of Ten Thousand Poison Sect.

The Ten Thousand Poison Sect was at the pinnacle of the Poison Dao, and Lin Lingshan was the pinnacle of practitioners.

Luo Feng operated his true qi to repel the surrounding air, coldly saying, "Just mere poisons, can they harm the king of the Netherworld?"

"Then don't repel the air."

With a teasing voice, a figure that could ignite one's rage appeared in Luo Feng's view.

"Kong, Xuankong." Luo Feng uttered the name of his hated enemy syllable by syllable.

"Yo, Luo Fengzi," Kong Xuankong waved, "Old Kong is here to fight you again."

The battle intent in his eyes was unprecedentedly intense, roused by the edge of the Sword God, Kong Xuankong also sought an all-out fight to improve.

"Master Lin, leave Luo Feng to me. Is that okay?"

"Please." Lin Lingshan readily agreed.

The enemy had too many Divine Communication fighters, each a master; the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and Lin Family alone couldn't hold out for long. Lin Lingshan was eager for anyone to fight such a difficult opponent as Luo Feng.

'Nine Heavens, only a fake You Tian came. Why haven't the others arrived?'

Lin Lingshan felt anxious. If Ten Thousand Poison Sect and Lin Family continued to fight, the losses would be immense.

"Master Lin."

Nangong Jue arrived in mid-air, holding the Sin Mirror Slaughter which reflected Lin Lingshan's image, slicing sword energies that targeted Lin Lingshan's vitals.

"You cannot withstand us."

Saying that, he slashed down with the sword, feeling as if the light could pierce a person's heart. Simple as the trajectory was, Lin Lingshan felt the slash permeate every corner of his being, thundering from inside to burst out.

"Poison Immortal Body."

Lin Lingshan shouted, his skin turning blue, his build growing three inches taller, suppressing the Sword Intent within. Simultaneously, both palms raised, the flying Gang Qi swirled like a Spiritual Snake around the descending Sword Energy, the multicolored poisonous mist tarnishing the clarity of the Sin Mirror.

"Crack——"

Like a rotten cloth, the Sword Energy was twisted to pieces by Lin Lingshan's hands, shattering into nothing.

"Good," Nangong Jue praised, "to corrode my Sin Mirror Sword Energy with Poison Skill, Master Lin, you are the first. Nine Heavens, truly extraordinary. Take another strike——"

"Soul-breaking Prison."

The Sin Mirror Slaughter reflected a figure again, this time not the body but the spirit.

Lin Lingshan felt this strike somewhere between tangible and intangible, the Sword Energy tangible, but the light struck straight at his Divine Soul, slicing soul and spirit.

"Poof——"

The Sword Energy had not yet landed, but the light cut Lin Lingshan's Primordial Spirit, making him spew blood unwillingly.

This slash completely ignored the Poison Immortal Body, and Lin Lingshan, unguarded for a moment, was injured directly.

Just then, thunderous sounds erupted in the Heavenly Vault, as a giant at least two and a half meters tall charged forward supported by gas explosions, his mighty arm easily blocking Dongfang Hanchao and Nangong Ling.

"Really a sorry sight, Master Lin." The giant laughed thunderously, his huge fist smashed heavily against Nangong Ling's sword, the powerful force making Nangong Ling retreat three steps, the treasured blade in his hand trembling ceaselessly.

Another punch collided with Dongfang Hanchao's fist, profound energy clashing with ice and fire true qi. Dongfang Hanchao's fists bled, and the giant's fist shattered the ice and fire.

A formidable physique, an unstoppable distance, his opening strike shocked everyone present.

"Drip drip drip——"

Anomaly struck again, after the giant's arrival, it began to rain in the sky; the thin, red raindrops fell unsettlingly, the chaotic killing aura making all the combatants below lose their minds, tipping into madness.

Luo Feng struck Kong Xuankong away with a spear and looked at the growing blood rain, a cold gleam flashed in his eyes behind the faceplate, "It's him."

This familiar blood rain had once wiped out thirty thousand elite soldiers of the Divine Martial Army; how could Luo Feng forget?

"Woo woo woo······"

The Soldier Souls on the Ten Thousand Soul Battle Armor all projected soul shadows, letting out cries filled with hatred and malice, struggling to seek revenge against their mortal enemy.

"Clatter clatter······"

In the pouring blood rain, the death god wielding the Evil Sword brought endless slaughter.

"Kill——"

"I want you dead——"

"Die die die······"

Insane cries echoed endlessly, the combatants on both sides having lost all reason, intent only on killing every living thing around them.

"My oh my, this brother's entrance is terrifying!" Kong Xuankong theatrically patted his chest.

"Hidden Mirror Man!"

Enshrouded in Green Flame, Luo Feng charged forward. The Soldier Souls on his armor emitted unprecedented howls of anger; even on the spear, the Soldier Souls moved, seeking vengeance from that dark golden figure.

"Ghost God Prison!"

The dark cyan domain allowed Soldier Souls to finally break away from the Ten Thousand Soul Battle Armor, countless burning Green Flame skulls followed Luo Feng, charging fiercely.

"A dead man under the sword dares to act up!"

Qing Yu sneered, the Great Evil King lifted the fiercest and most sinister Evil Qi.

He could kill the living, and feared not these dead souls. If he didn't want to wield the Heavenly Demon Slaying God Method under this guise, these dead souls wouldn't even have a chance to act up.

"Seventh Tribulation·Nine Heavens Thunder Movement."

In an instant, the evil aura swelled, raging thunder rolled across the sky, a torrential thunderstorm emerged from the void, thundering down in a blink.