Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 592: Fighting against a Semi-Emperor
Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Zang Wuchen's face turned extremely ugly. He thought he could crush this ant to death with his own strength, but he seriously underestimated its strength. Now he was actually counterattacked by the ant. It was really ironic.

Just as Zang Wuchen was about to speak, a middle-aged man from the Demon Sect who was at the peak of the ninth level of the Martial Emperor Realm shouted angrily, "Boy, you are not afraid that the wind will blow your tongue away. You dare to say such shameless words. Go to hell."

Before he finished speaking, he roared and activated his escape technique with all his strength. In an instant, he turned into a flash of lightning and came close to Ye Xuan. The long sword in his hand chopped down with silver lightning.

"Thunder Explosion Slash!"

With a loud shout, his sword just hit Ye Xuan's head. Almost at this moment, the space showed a slight fluctuation, and the pitch-black flaming sword pierced through his chest and pierced him.

"How...how could it be?"

Everything happened too suddenly, and even the peak Martial Emperor himself did not react. In fact, his original intention was to rush forward to test and see what Ye Xuan was capable of. He had already made plans to fly back immediately if he missed. With his cultivation, even a Half-Emperor Realm expert like the Third Elder would not be able to stop him directly, so he dared to step forward.

Unfortunately, the cruel reality taught him how foolish he was. As the flames of the Demon Flame Sword spread, it devoured the peak Martial Emperor, leaving literally no trace behind.

It can only be said that he was unlucky. He ran into Ye Xuan who had just transformed into the Gala state, and was killed instantly by an inexplicable move. If it was someone else, even Zang Wuchen would not be able to stop him in such a blow.

Shocked! Absolutely shocked! The remaining Martial Emperor Great Perfection masters looked at each other and even had a dreamlike feeling. That was a peak Martial Emperor of the Thunder Element. He was not a cabbage, but he was killed by a single sword. How strong was this young man?
In particular, they saw clearly that the sword that the young man had just stabbed out, although the speed was not slow, it would definitely not be impossible for them to dodge. However, the man who was also a peak Martial Emperor did not dodge it.

A feeling of fear rose in their hearts, and they were terrified.

Even Yao Chi was stunned, her body trembling with shock, and she said, "He...how strong is he!?"

"You ant, save your nonsense for hell."

Ye Xuan, who was floating in the sky, killed a peak Martial Emperor. He said indifferently with a calm face, like a demon god. He killed a peak Martial Emperor without any fluctuation in his expression.

"His combat power has already broken free from the constraints of his martial arts realm. It seems that he has obtained the Demon Eye in the Demon Suppression Tower."

Zang Wuchen's face looked extremely ugly and he said gloomily.

A top-level Thunder Martial Emperor died just like that. He would be the backbone of any sect. Even the Moluo Sect would feel the pain.

"Charge with me! Even if this boy has incredible talent, he is only in his teens and is only at the peak of the Martial King stage. It's ridiculous that he wants to destroy all of us!"

Zang Wuchen shouted orders to mobilize everyone's morale. All his magic power burst out, a black sword appeared in his hand, and he rushed towards Ye Xuan first.

Yao Chi gritted his teeth, drew his sword and rushed out.

The two most senior members of the sect took the lead, and the morale of the other frightened Martial Emperors was also mobilized, and they shouted and followed to fly up.

At this moment, the remaining two hundred or so Martial Emperors of the entire Moluo Sect all pounced on Ye Xuan.

Some used melee martial arts, while others used long-range combat techniques. All kinds of attacks were madly thrown towards Ye Xuan.

More than two hundred people launched attacks together, including a half-emperor among them, which shook the heaven and earth. It was like the war of the century, and with the meaning of judging the world, they killed Ye Xuan.

With this kind of power, any other semi-emperor would probably fall!

"You're bullying the weak with your numbers? Unfortunately, I'm not afraid of that." Ye Xuan sneered, and the purple-black pupils in his eyes spun, flashing with a weird and evil light.

"Sky Nightmare Phantom Sword!"

Ye Xuan spoke calmly, and dark sword shadows flew out from his brows, like a dark rain of swords all over the sky.

Dozens of Martial Emperors who were unable to dodge had their heads pierced by the Sky Nightmare Sword at lightning speed. Without even a chance to scream, their entire heads and bodies were shattered.

Hundreds of pitch-black fire lotuses under Ye Xuan quickly jumped up and formed a pitch-black flame magic shield around him. At this moment, all the attacks from the sky hit the flame magic shield.

"Good!" Zang Wuchen shouted softly. Although a large number of masters died at once, with the combined attack of many people, Ye Xuan would definitely be dead. This was worth it.

But at this moment, the space in another place in the sky fluctuated, a vortex of dim light appeared, and Ye Xuan's figure floated out from it.

Ye Xuan took a look at the terrifying fluctuations of the explosion and said lightly, "Fortunately, I moved quickly and didn't get any more!"

"You!" Zang Wuchen was so angry that he almost spat out blood, and his face turned pale.

At this moment, the pitch-black flaming sword in Ye Xuan's hand chopped down, and the space shook violently, as if it was going to cut the heaven and earth apart. Before a dozen Martial Emperors could react, the pitch-black flaming sword energy slashed on their bodies.

For a moment, these Martial Emperors let out miserable screams, rolled on the ground wailing, and tried all kinds of methods to put out the fire, but it was all useless. In just a few breaths, they were mercilessly burned by the black flames.

In just two attacks by Ye Xuan, no less than a hundred Martial Emperors had died. If this trend continued, sending them to hell might not be a joke.

"stop!"

Seeing the pitch-black flaming sword raised again, Yao Chi screamed miserably. Seeing her tribesmen die one by one, her eyes turned red with pain and she was in extreme agony.

Of course Ye Xuan would not listen to her, and he swung the Demon Flame Sword again without hesitation.

But at this moment, a long sword like Thor's blade suddenly broke through the air and met the black flame sword.

With a shocking loud bang, two huge demonic weapons collided in the air. The massive collision of demonic energy even caused changes in the sky. Circles of ripples swept across, one barrier after another collapsed and destroyed, and countless attics and caves were destroyed.

It was Zang Wuchen who used his knife to block Ye Xuan's sword.

"what?"

Ye Xuan let out a light exclamation, feeling a little confused. The reason was simple: during the fight with Zang Wuchen, he found that Zang Wuchen's strength seemed too weak, and was somewhat inferior to Ying Miao, the old woman who had just advanced to the semi-emperor level.

You know, Zang Wuchen has been advancing to the Semi-Emperor stage for many years and is infinitely close to the Martial Emperor. His strength as a Semi-Emperor should be much stronger than Ying Miao.

But looking at his current strength, it is completely the opposite. At least Ye Xuan has fought with Ying Miao before. He knows that if Ying Miao and he were fighting with swords now, he could at least destroy Gala's Demon Flame's sword!

But Zang Wuchen's face is now red, with a sickly red look. Although it puts a lot of pressure on him, it is very abnormal.

"Could it be that he was injured before?" Ye Xuan thought of this and suddenly laughed.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!
With a light shout, he strengthened the magic flame sword in his hand again and mobilized all his strength.

Zang Wuchen, who was holding the sword, let out a muffled groan, a trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and the sword in his hand could no longer hold on and broke into pieces.

But he was a semi-emperor after all. In this situation, his figure suddenly became shrouded in blood and turned into a blood shadow at an incredible speed, and suddenly retreated dozens of feet away.

With a loud 'bang', the Demon Flame Sword swung down, cutting a huge crack hundreds of feet long in the ground. Zang Wuchen retreated to a distance, breathing heavily.

"Damn it, his demonic essence completely suppresses our sect's magic power. Otherwise, even if I was injured, I might not be able to lose to him!"

The Demon Sect's Martial Emperors were all shocked physically and mentally. The Third Elder actually fought against the opponent and was defeated?

Is this Ye Xuan really going to defy the heavens, suppressing a half-emperor with his martial king cultivation? ?
"Are all those left behind in the Moruo Sect old, weak, sick and disabled? Then you can leave a will."

Ye Xuan floated in the sky with cold eyes. In the cloudy night, he was like a demon god Shura towering over heaven and earth, staring at everyone coldly.

"Run, run quickly, escape as many as you can, go to Cang Tian Ying Ya to ask for help, go quickly!" Zang Wu Chen suddenly shouted.

After the previous attack, he has completely given up the possibility of defeating Ye Xuan.

Not only can the opponent teleport through space to avoid their attacks, but after transforming, he is even no match for himself. Even if there are more people, they cannot trap and kill him. He can only seek help from the return of the Supreme Ancestor Emperor Wu!
The Martial Emperors of the Moluo Sect found it difficult to accept and gritted their teeth.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and leave. I'll hold him back." Zang Wuchen shouted angrily and once again used his skills to fly towards Ye Xuan.

"Hold me?"

Ye Xuan muttered to himself and sneered, "Based on who you are now?"

The magic flame sword in Ye Xuan's hand turned into a magic flame lotus again and fell back to his feet. His hands were already clasped in front of his chest.

"Trying to escape from a space warrior? Is that possible? Next, I will kill you all with one strike."

God-killing space!

hum!
An indescribable force descended upon this world.

At this moment, all the remaining one hundred people, including Zang Wuchen, felt the heaven and earth solidify, and an indescribable energy filled the entire space.

The expressions of some people froze at this moment. Zang Wuchen suddenly discovered that his flying speed was getting slower and slower.

He, Yao Chi, and all the Martial Emperors of the Moluo Sect saw that a cube of dim light appeared in Ye Xuan's hands, and the image of this place was clearly displayed in the block of light, including all of them!

"broken!"

(End of this chapter)