Demon Dragon Mad God

It’s much easier to deal with the others after slaying Wu Tianyu!

This sword formation is powerful and unstoppable; ten billion Demon Swords shoot out dazzling blood light, accompanied by a surge of Three-Colored Sword Energy and Demonic Qi, slicing down furiously from the Heavenly Vault.

The heavens are torn, the void shattered, the sharp sword light and sword power sweep mightily, straight towards Wu Tianyu’s head.

At the same time, twenty-eight Lifebound Spirit Swords, summoned by Lin Feng’s mind, all return from all directions to strike at Wu Tianyu.

Lin Feng’s attacks are extremely sharp, overwhelming, leaving no room for mercy.

Facing Lin Feng’s Sword Energy and Spirit Swords, Wu Tianyu is enraged; he cannot counterattack for now and can only defend desperately.

In his hand, the longspear dances like a dragon, transforming into a phantom, rapidly moving.

In an instant, a hurricane envelops Wu Tianyu; though not large, it is incredibly powerful, spinning rapidly, sweeping everything, and protecting Wu Tianyu within.

Boom, boom, boom!!

A series of explosions shake the heavens and earth; twenty-eight Spirit Swords and Sword Energy fiercely hit the hurricane.

The hurricane trembles madly but is not dispersed; instead, the Sword Energy and Spirit Swords are affected by the hurricane, their power dissipated, flying in all directions.

"What?" Lin Feng’s face changes slightly upon seeing this; this person’s strength is simply unprecedented.

"Kid, you’re indeed not simple, but you still must die!" Wu Tianyu coldly shouts, immediately starting to counterattack.

His longspear shakes and instantly transforms into nine powerful spear shadows, sealing Lin Feng’s surroundings.

The nine spear shadows are shockingly sharp, containing unrivaled killing aura; the fierce spear power is clearly visible even from miles away.

Lin Feng’s strength makes Wu Tianyu take him seriously; he is indeed extraordinary!

"Shatter!"

Lin Feng shouts fiercely, golden light flashing on his body, the longsword slashing repeatedly, sending out gigantic sword energy to counterattack.

Boom, boom, boom!!!

Explosions continue, sword energy and nine spear shadows collide, exploding one after another, sweeping destruction across the Eight Desolates.

Whoosh!

Lin Feng’s figure retreats rapidly, instantly withdrawing a thousand miles.

His expression is extremely grave; the opponent’s strength is both within and beyond his expectations.

Without using his ultimate skills, it’s truly difficult to defeat the opponent!

Immediately, Lin Feng quickly scans around; at this moment, Sikong Yan and nearly a hundred others are scattered in all directions, completely engaged with a group of Witch Clan geniuses.

The battle is chaotic, explosions continuous, screams echoing, with blood often staining the long sky.

In just a short moment, more than ten people from the Heavenly Vault Divine Palace side have fallen, the situation looks grim.

Those who fell were all powerful figures dependent on the Heavenly Vault Divine Palace; though their cultivation wasn’t low, their strength was not at the level of the Witch Clan geniuses, and they had to face multiple of them without any power to resist.

As for Hai Mingjiang, Vice Pavilion Master Qian and others, though completely at a disadvantage, they can barely hold on for a moment.

Only Sikong Yan, Zhan Luan, and other Nine Palaces masters have the strongest strength to restrain many Witch Clan geniuses.

For example, Zhan Luan transforms into a huge giant body, hundreds of meters tall, wielding a Huge Axe, with an imposing presence.

He alone battles more than twenty Witch Clan geniuses, still without falling behind, fighting more fiercely with each passing moment.

And Long Teng transforms into a massive Flood Dragon body, tens of thousands of meters long, directly entangling nearly thirty Witch Clan geniuses, bearing enormous pressure for others.

However, there’s another formidable Witch Clan powerhouse, and that’s Wu Xian.

Her strength is second only to Wu Tianyu, even Xi’er, Cai Yun, and Qing Ya together are in dangerous situations, not her match.

As for Wu Sen, he didn’t participate in the battle but retreated ten thousand miles away, watching the changes quietly.

"Why haven’t they come yet?" Lin Feng is a bit anxious; the trialists have already arrived, yet the Barbaric Three Monsters haven’t shown up.

Are these three intending to reap the benefits without effort?

It shouldn’t be!

Lin Feng’s mind turns quickly, preparing to defeat Wu Tianyu as fast as possible; if unable within a few moves, he can only think about capturing Wu Xian first!

Otherwise, over time, his side will suffer heavy losses!

"Kill!" Lin Feng shouts fiercely and then completely explodes.

Buzz, buzz, buzz~~~

Behind him, shadows keep rising, shining brightly like fireworks, and instantly ten kinds of Stars appear.

These ten kinds of Stars, without exception, are all Sword Stars.

Once ten Sword Stars emerge, Lin Feng’s aura suddenly surges, making it hard for people to look directly.

The incredibly sharp aura, the pervasive sword power, pierce the space around him for thousands of miles.

Even Lin Feng’s gaze seems to transform into a Sharp Sword, shooting miles away, piercing the void.

The vast sword power rises from him, enveloping the Nine States, overpowering the Eight Desolates.

"What?"

Wu Tianyu’s expression changes drastically upon seeing this, face full of stupor: "Ten... Ten-Life Stars?"

Wu Tianyu is somewhat dumbfounded, eyes full of disbelief; is there really someone with Ten-Life Stars in the world?

How is this possible?

As everyone knows, Martial Artists have Stars, but basically only one kind; only those Twin Star geniuses have two kinds of Stars.

There are even those with three kinds of Stars, but they are demons among billions.

Even in the boundless Desolate Star Domain, there are fewer than two handfuls of people with Three-Life Stars.