4970: C4970 The Coldest Killing Intent

C4970 The Coldest Killing Intent

"How can I die before you die? A piece of trash like you is not worthy of being compared to me!" Chen Shaofeng looked at Devil God Yang and said coldly.

As he spoke, his eyes flashed with an extremely cold killing intent. A blinding silver light condensed in his hand as he grabbed towards Devil God Yang.

Devil God Yang saw this and a terrifying demonic aura surged out, enveloping him.

In his hands, two long, black blades appeared. They emitted a bone-piercing cold light and a powerful magic fluctuation as they slashed towards Chen Shaofeng's claws.

"You're courting death!"

Seeing that, Chen Shaofeng's face revealed an ice-cold killing intent. He raised his right hand and slapped towards Devil God Yang's hand blade. The weapons in their hands collided.

"Clang!"

A clear sound of metal clashing rang out, and sparks flew in all directions. The weapons in their hands began to tremble violently.

Chen Shaofeng's arm did not move at all, but Devil God Yang took three steps back.

"Hiss!"

"Unbelievable, how can this brat's physical strength be so strong?" Devil God Yang's eyes revealed a look of surprise.

"Brat, don't be complacent. I will tear you into ten thousand pieces right now and then kill you to honor those dead brothers!" Devil God Yang's eyes revealed a savage look, and his killing intent boiled.

As he spoke, he once again waved the Devil Weapon of the Devil Emperor Stage in his hand and slashed towards Chen Shaofeng.

"Humph!"

Seeing that, Chen Shaofeng let out a cold shout, and a dazzling bloody light burst out from his body. His entire body turned dark red, and he looked as ferocious as a blood-red beast, giving people an extremely strong sense of pressure.

He pushed the power of the Primal Chaos Boundless Space to the limit, and his body suddenly flew forward. His fists danced as he displayed the fifth move of the Overlord Divine Fist. The tyrannical fist energy rushed towards Devil God Yang.

"Bang, bang!"

"Crack, crack!"

"Ah..."

Seeing this, Devil God Yang's eyes were filled with shock, and he let out a heart-wrenching howl.

His body was pierced through by Chen Shaofeng's fist force. Blood spurted out, and his entire arm was blasted into pieces. His bones broke inch by inch, and his flesh and blood rolled around.

Chen Shaofeng did not stop attacking, but continued to chase after Devil God Yang.

"Roar!"

At this time, Devil God Yang opened his mouth and spat out two balls of black and red flames, turning into two black dragons. They let out extremely mournful wails as they flew towards Chen Shaofeng.

Chen Shaofeng frowned.

The two black dragons were getting closer and closer to him. He could also feel that the power contained within the black dragons was extraordinary.

Black-and-purple flames appeared on his body as he flew forward. Several dozen bolts of purple lightning appeared on his fists and radiated a destructive pressure.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

He continued to fly forward as he used the sixth move of the Tyrant Divine Fist: Tyrant Dragon Roar!

"Crack! Crack!"

Dense black and red scales appeared on Chen Shaofeng's arms. His arms became incomparably thick and emitted an extremely dense stench of blood, as if two pitch-black divine spears were dancing.

"Roar!"

Chen Shaofeng roared, and punched out with both fists. With an incomparably tyrannical aura, he rushed straight into the clouds and attacked Devil God Yang who was in front of him. He did not plan to give them any chance.

Two deafening explosions sounded out. Devil God Yang was beaten until he spat out blood, and his body retreated backwards.

"How is this possible?!" Devil God Yang's eyes were incomparably red as he looked at Chen Shaofeng in disbelief and let out a roar of disbelief.

"Little bastard, your cultivation is only at the second level of the Demon King Stage. How can you possess such power?!"

"Hehe, you should ask your brothers about this!" Chen Shaofeng sneered.

"Brat, don't be so arrogant. I will let you have a taste of my Devil God's fire!" A bloodthirsty light burst out from Devil God Yang's eyes as he shouted in a low voice.

"Do you think I will be afraid of you?"

When Devil God Yang heard this, he was immediately enraged, and a monstrous demonic aura surged from his body.

"Brat, I'll let you know that you are still weak in front of me. So what if you have broken through to the Third Level of the Demon King Realm? You will still be defeated by me!"

Devil God Yang's voice was like rolling thunder, reverberating in the sky, causing the clouds in the sky to turn crimson red.

He stretched out his hand, and two huge balls of Demonic Essence appeared in the air. They emitted a heart-palpitating demonic aura, and smashed towards Chen Shaofeng's position with lightning speed.

"Brat, go to hell!" Seeing that Chen Shaofeng did not dodge, Devil God Yang let out an extremely sinister laugh, his eyes filled with ridicule.

As the two Devil Essence Balls flew, they emitted an extremely ear-piercing sound, as if two ancient Devil Gods were roaring.

Disdain flashed in Chen Shaofeng's eyes. On his body, a dazzling black and red flame and blood light erupted at the same time, forming two huge black and red vortexes that were spinning crazily.

The two whirlpools flew out and instantly wrapped around the two balls of Demonic Essence.

The speed of the balls of Demonic Yuan decreased to the limit, and they disappeared like stones sinking into the ocean.

"Arghh!"

After the ball of Demonic Essence disappeared, Devil God Yang let out a hysterical scream, and his body flew out uncontrollably.

A dazzling blood-colored flame erupted from his body, burning the meridians in his body and emitting crackling sounds.

"Little bastard, today, I will personally kill you!"

Devil God Yang let out a hysterical roar, his eyes filled with hatred, anger, and despair.

He ignored the pain in his body and launched an incomparably sharp attack at Chen Shaofeng.

At this moment, Chen Shaofeng was preparing to take care of the last two Devil God Yangs, but when he heard Devil God Yang's shout, he ignored it.

Chen Shaofeng waved the black and red lightning divine sword with both hands, blocking all of Devil God Yang's attacks and forcing him to retreat.

"Although your Devil God's fire is very strong, you want to trap me? Dream on!" Chen Shaofeng said indifferently.

Densely-packed purple mysterious inscriptions appeared around his body, emitting an extremely dense holy aura.

"Roar!"

Chen Shaofeng roared towards the sky, and dozens of blood-red fire dragons appeared on his palms. Letting out deafening roars, they pounced towards Devil God Yang.

"Ah!"2

Devil God Yang let out an extremely miserable scream, and the black and red flames on his body. Under the devouring of the Fire Dragon, they were quickly extinguished. In the end, they were all devoured, and not even dregs remained.

"Little bastard, I'll fight you to the death!" Seeing that, Devil God Yang let out a hysterical roar.

On his legs, black devil patterns that were as black as ink appeared, emitting a sinister, evil, and tyrannical demonic aura.

Chapter 15 - The Devil God Yang

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