Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique-Chapter 233 - 36: The Severe Injury of Martial King (Part 2)

Chapter 233 -36: The Severe Injury of Martial King (Part 2)

Three great Demon Dao experts, Lii Daoxie’s strength was the strongest, a Martial King Realm, the other two were high-level Martial Generals.

However, high-level Martial Generals also couldn’t withstand the assault of the Thousand-man Army.

This Thousand-man Army, with all their strength combined into a single attack, was far too terrifying. Even a ten-thousand-meter mountain could be instantly blasted into powder, let alone the flesh of human beings.

“It’s you…”

Lii Daoxie’s gaze was filled with a chilling darkness as he looked towards Lin Feng.

That day, when he had been conversing with Wuu Tiangang, someone had stumbled upon them. Although he hadn’t seen the person’s face, he remembered the figure and aura very clearly.

Thus, when he saw Lin Feng for the first time, he recognized him immediately.

Lii Daoxie watched Lin Feng with a gnashing hatred.

The “Twelve Venerate Body Avatars” he had painstakingly cultivated over sixty years and poured countless efforts into had disappeared without a trace while pursuing Lin Feng.

And because of that backlash, Lii Daoxie’s current strength was only thirty percent of what it had been during his peak period.

On top of the injury he sustained, it would be good if he could exert half of this thirty percent.

Lii Daoxie was filled with hatred.

He dreamt of slaughtering the man who had destroyed his Twelve Venerate Body Avatars; now, finally laying eyes on Lin Feng, it was like foes meeting with particularly glaring eyes.

Lin Feng paid no attention to Lii Daoxie, but turned to Huang Shilan and asked, “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine!” Huang Shilan shook her head.

“Boy, you’re going to die.” Lii Daoxie roared in fury and, with a sudden stomp, quickly swept towards Lin Feng.

He planned to strike with all his might and kill Lin Feng.

“Lii Daoxie, you demon, suffering backlash, your strength no longer what it was, today I will cut you down.”

Lin Feng let out a cold shout, swung his Battle Sword, and cleaved down toward Lii Daoxie.

Behind him, the movements of the Thousand-man Army were in sync with Lin Feng’s.

The Essence, Qi, and Spirit of all the people fused together completely, and as they slashed down in unison, all the attacks merged into one, turning into a long river that overwhelmed everything in its path.

This was an attack like a deluge!

The combined attack of thousands was far too powerful.

Even though Lii Daoxie’s cultivation was extremely formidable, at that moment, he sensed an aura of grave danger.

After all, Lii Daoxie was not at his peak period now.

His combat power had sharply decreased.

Whereas Lin Feng and the Thousand-man Army, having battled continuously, had raised their Essence, Qi, and Spirit to their peak; every attack they launched was terrifyingly fearsome.

Faced with the overwhelming attack from Lin Feng and the Thousand-man Army, Lii Daoxie’s complexion drastically changed.

He attempted to dodge swiftly but found it impossible to evade and, holding a blood-colored long blade, he roared as he slashed down with a strike.

“Blood Demon King, Blood Demon King…”

A boundless blood fog was seen emanating from within the blood-colored long blade.

Within the blood fog, a blood-colored figure took shape.

That blood-colored figure let out a deep, bellowing roar.

“Spiritual Artifact!” Lin Feng was taken aback.

The profession of Forging Master, along with Spirit Array Master and Alchemist, accounted for the third vocation; some powerful Forging Masters could forge extremely formidable weapons, such as the commonly seen flying swords. These weapons were different from ordinary ones and could display a variety of terrifying abilities; such weapons were called “Magic Artifacts.”

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Magic Artifacts were also graded from low to high as follows: “Magic Artifact, Spiritual Artifact, Precious Artifact, Tao Artifact”!

Magic Artifact already had the ability to attack from a distance, but a Magic Artifact would not produce an “Artifact Spirit.”

Only at the Spiritual Artifact level would an Artifact Spirit emerge.

Why is it called a Spiritual Artifact?

Because the “weapon” possessed a “Spirit”, and spirit, meaning soul, is what justifies calling it a Spiritual Artifact.

The soul of the weapon is known as the Artifact Spirit.

Magic Artifacts, once they undergo a transformation into Spiritual Artifacts, would dramatically increase in power. Lin Feng had seen numerous Magic Artifacts before, but this was his first encounter with a “Spiritual Artifact.”

The Blood Demon King was the “Artifact Spirit” of the blood-colored saber in Lii Daoxie’s hand.

Holding this formidable “Spiritual Artifact” level blood-colored saber, Lii Daoxie launched an attack that unleashed endless blood light, obscuring the sky.

Bang!

The attacks of both sides collided fiercely.

Lin Feng, along with the thousand-man legion’s offensive, was actually broken by Lii Daoxie wielding the “Spiritual Artifact.”

This had a lot to do with Lii Daoxie’s own formidable strength.

Of course, another extremely important reason was the terrifying power of the “Spiritual Artifact” Blood Blade in Lii Daoxie’s hands.

“Ha ha ha ha, watch how I take your head!” Lii Daoxie burst into unbridled laughter after breaking through the attack from Lin Feng and the thousand-man legion.

He rapidly charged towards Lin Feng with the blood-colored saber in hand.

“This isn’t good, Lin Feng is in danger!” Huang Shilan’s beautiful face turned pale.

Behind Lin Feng, many of the students also changed expressions dramatically; their thousand-man legion had been invincible, but now, they were halted by Lii Daoxie.

When a person’s Cultivation is divinely powerful,

Perhaps they could stand against ten thousand soldiers.

Lii Daoxie was clearly such a person.

He was far too powerful.

Even now, his strength had declined due to the backlash he suffered, but compared to Lin Feng and others, compared to these ordinary soldiers, he still seemed like an insurmountable mountain, making it hard for everyone to breathe.

“Brat, die…” Lii Daoxie’s face twisted into a ferocious smile. In his eyes, Lin Feng was no different from a dead man. He did not believe that Lin Feng could oppose him, even with the support of the thousand-man legion behind him.

“Die, die, this brat is finally going to die!” Not far away, Wuu Tiangang watched Lin Feng with a sneer in his eyes.

It was because Lin Feng had witnessed his secret meeting with Lii Daoxie, which had tormented Wuu Tiangang with unease. He wished he could flay Lin Feng alive, the chief culprit of his distress.

Buzz.

Lii Daoxie raised his blood-colored saber, slashing down at Lin Feng.

“Blood Demon King, Blood Demon King…”!!

The blood-colored Artifact Spirit formed by the saber roared deeply, and just as it was about to strike down, at this critical moment,

Lin Feng made his move.

Suddenly, a streak of azure light shot rapidly from Lin Feng’s right hand.

That azure light collided fiercely with the blood-colored saber in Lii Daoxie’s hand.

A loud clang resounded.

Everyone watched in shock as the Supreme Treasure in Lii Daoxie’s hands, the Spiritual Artifact level blood-colored saber, shattered instantly.

The azure light quickly flew back to Lin Feng, who caught it—it was the Bronze Fragment, a remnant piece of a Holy Emperor Artifact rumored to have incredible power, naturally beyond any Spiritual Artifact’s comparison.

“Ah, my Supreme Treasure, my Blood Demon Saber!” Lii Daoxie roared in fury, feeling as if his heart was bleeding. It was the Blood Demon Saber he had obtained at a great cost, and now it was destroyed.

“Kill!” Lin Feng roared.

Hearing Lin Feng’s cry, the thousand-man legion snapped back to reality and joined Lin Feng in his attack on Lii Daoxie. With the Blood Demon Saber gone, Lii Daoxie’s combat power sharply decreased, and his fleshly body could hardly withstand the attack of the thousand soldiers. He retreated swiftly but still couldn’t completely dodge the strike.

Pu-chi!

Blood spurted as Lii Daoxie’s left arm was severed.

“Kill the Great Demon Lii Daoxie!” Lin Feng roared again, continuing his attack on Lii Daoxie, with the thousand-man legion behind him and many soldiers from Moonfall City joining in. After all, Lii Daoxie had killed so many of their comrades; the soldiers of Moonfall City were naturally eager to have him drawn and quartered.

“Boy, just you wait, I will kill you, I will have you drawn and quartered!”

Lii Daoxie glared at Lin Feng with a venomous look.

The next moment,

Bang! A loud explosion was heard, and Lii Daoxie’s body burst open, transforming into a cloud of blood mist that shot into the sky and vanished into the clouds, leaving no trace behind. This was an incredibly powerful Escape Technique known as the Blood Evil Escape Skill. Every use consumed three hundred years of Life Span, the cost was exceptionally heavy, but to save his life, Lii Daoxie was willing to stake everything. The Great Demon Lii Daoxie escaped without a trace using this fierce Blood Evil Escape Skill.