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Chapter 707 The sword breaks the sky
"boom!"

Fang Chengtian slammed the Demon King directly to the ground with a mighty punch, and he himself staggered a bit due to his abdominal injury, and his face turned a little pale.

"Snapped!"

"Compared to those ants, you are a bigger flea."

The Demon King flew back into the air again, looking at Fang Chengtian with gloomy eyes. Apart from some blood stains on his forehead, no more serious injuries could be seen. Whether they are strong or weak, the difference in strength between the two will be judged immediately.

"However, it's over."

The demon king teleported to Fang Chengtian's back, and the demon sword pointed at his back chest and stabbed hard.

Fang Chengtian wanted to dodge, but he was already seriously injured, and he was a bit reluctant to keep flying, let alone dodge.

As if accepting the coming reality, Fang Chengtian closed his eyes in despair.

"No!"

Fang Qingsong, who was in the distance, saw this scene, his eyes were about to burst, and his breath burst out unreservedly, and he rushed towards Fang Chengtian, but there was no time, he could only watch the demon king's sword piercing his father's body.

Zheng Guangyan and the others also shook their heads sadly, not only for Fang Chengtian, but also for themselves. Fang Chengtian, who was regarded as the last hope, was so vulnerable to defeat by the Demon King. Of course, one can imagine their fate.

The demon soldiers who formed a large circle outside roared excitedly when they saw that their king was about to instantly kill the opponent's strongest fighter.

In everyone's mind, the outcome of this battle is already doomed, and not only this battle, but also the outcome of the subsequent war between the human race and the demon race is predictable.

"Hey, it's quite lively."

At this time, a slightly playful voice came out suddenly, and a handsome young man suddenly appeared beside the Demon King at some point, and at the same time stretched out a hand lightly to pinch the Sword of Immortal Slayer.

"what!?"

The expression of the Demon King suddenly changed drastically. The Demon Sword was pinched by the slender palm of the young man in front of him. With all his strength, he couldn't make the Demon Sword penetrate even an inch. How strong is this man?

Not only the devil was dumbfounded, but Fang Qingsong and others in the distance were also dumbfounded, because although the boy's clothes had changed, they could never forget his appearance.

"Brother Feng!" Jin Wu, who had been hiding in the underground valley, popped up and shouted loudly to the boy in the air.

"Xiaofeng, you..." Fang Qingsong opened his mouth and called softly.

"You are the kid who broke into Fang's house!" At this moment, the Demon King also remembered the identity of the boy in front of him. It was none other than Lin Zifeng who broke into Fang's house not long ago.

"Yeah, it's been a while since I've seen you, little demon doll." Lin Zifeng smiled lightly and exerted some force with his two fingers.

With a "click", the Immortal-Slaying Demon Sword, which possesses the rank of a high-grade holy artifact, was cut in half from the middle.

"This, this...how can...possible..."

Seeing this scene, the Demon King's figure trembled instantly, his lips began to tremble continuously, and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

"You, how did you become, this, so strong?"

"Is it strong? Is your sword quality too bad? After all, I haven't used my strength yet?" Lin Zifeng showed a harmless smile to humans and animals, but this smile is terrifying to the devil no matter how you look at it.

"Why, don't you believe it? Or I'll pinch it again to show you? I really didn't use much force."

As he spoke, Lin Zifeng held half of the magic sword in his palm, and with a little force, the half of the magic sword was squeezed into a ball of iron.

"Wow!"

The Demon King was so frightened that he threw the other half of the Demon Sword out of his hand, turned his head and ran away without saying a word, what would he use to fight such a monster who has only mastered a broken high-grade holy artifact?

I thought that if Long Xuanyuan was not in the Saint Ye Wujie, he would be able to dominate here, but he never expected that there would be another unremarkable monster boy here, and this day has hardly passed.

"Why did you run away? It's really boring." Lin Zifeng shook his head with a smile, took out the sword of judgment, and waved it forward lightly.

"boom!!!!!"

In an instant, a sharp sword aura over a kilometer long suddenly appeared, galloping towards the back of the Demon King with the speed of a meteor falling.

"Ah!" Looking back at this scene, the Demon King was so frightened that he almost peed, and desperately increased the infusion of demon energy.

"Shh!"

But in the end, the demon king's flying speed still couldn't exceed the catching speed of Jian Qi, and Jian Qi slashed past his chest.

"I don't want to die..." The demon king closed his eyes angrily, feeling extremely unwilling, but after a while, he found that he didn't feel any pain, and his soul didn't leave his body either.

"Huh? I'm fine?" The Demon King stroked the armor on his chest, and found that there was not even a single crack on it.

"It turned out to be a bluff, and I was taken aback." The devil let out a long sigh of relief, and raised his head confidently again, but the scene in front of him almost made his head explode.

The [-]-meter sword energy did not hurt him, but it fell among the group of demon warriors, the stumped limbs and broken arms scattered all over the sky, and an extremely strong smell of blood rushed to his face.

"No!" The demon king's eyes were tearing apart, his own people were slaughtered in front of his eyes, but he was helpless, which made him who had always boasted of being strong, how could he not feel grief and indignation.

The thousand-meter sword energy did not disappear after beheading the tens of thousands of demons, it still flew forward, and finally escaped where everyone couldn't see, and the sky seemed to be cut into pieces by this sword. two halves.

"How, is it angry, is it painful, is it hatred?" Lin Zifeng suddenly appeared next to the Demon King, whispering softly in his ear.

"But you can't do anything. You are just a weak ant. If I want you to die, you have to die. If I want you to live, you have to live. After all, only the strong can control everything, don't you think so?" Lin Zifeng The smile is extraordinarily bright.

"You're a devil, you're a devil, you're going to die!" The devil was shaking like chaff, pointing at Lin Zifeng and cursing loudly.

"You won't know whether I will die a good death, but I can know that your death will definitely not be comfortable."

The devil in front of him is the culprit who intends to hurt Lin Miaomiao and Fang Yunxi. How could Lin Zifeng, who has always protected the calf, let him go so easily.

"The fire of purgatory!"

With a wave of Lin Zifeng's hand, a bunch of faint blue flames rose under the Demon King's feet, but the flames did not release too high a temperature, but instead gave off an extremely cold feeling.

"what!!!"

Originally, the Demon King didn't feel the effect of the flames, but at the next moment, an extremely cold current poured into his eight meridians, and the cold burning sensation almost hurt his bones.

The devil scratched his skin desperately, trying to relieve some pain, but it still didn't help. This pain seemed to originate from the deepest part of his soul, and he couldn't scratch or touch it.

"Give me a good time, please, please!" the devil roared heart-piercingly, his eyes were as red as a beast.

"I'm not a murderous person, so you should live well, of course with pain."

Lin Zifeng raised the corner of his mouth, and slapped his hand into the void, a black hole appeared out of nowhere, he grabbed the Demon King and threw it into the black hole without saying a word, as for what will happen after that, no one knows.

(End of this chapter)