Chapter 1118
Don't even think about escaping
"Hmph, two mere mortals dare to flaunt their power before me!" The black-robed demon god sneered, swinging his remaining demon claws in an attempt to block their attacks. But Yang Ling and the sect leader's sword light was like a net from heaven and earth, severing the demon god's claws one by one, blood splattering everywhere.
"Sect Master, I think this demon god, though possessing immense demonic power, is not without weaknesses. If we concentrate our firepower and attack its heart, we might succeed in one fell swoop!" Yang Ling transmitted his voice to the Sect Master while fiercely attacking with his sword.
The sect leader nodded emphatically, a resolute glint in his eyes: "Yang Ling, let's attack together!"
The two simultaneously unleashed their immortal power to its peak, condensing it into two dazzling swords of light, which they thrust towards the demon god's heart. Upon seeing this, the black-robed demon god's pupils constricted sharply, and he frantically swung his demon claws, attempting to block this fatal blow.
"Whoosh—!" The light sword ripped through the sky and pierced the heart of the demon god. The black-robed demon god let out a miserable howl, his huge body convulsing violently in mid-air, blood gushing out like a waterfall, and his demonic power scattering and collapsing.
"Sect Master, don't let it catch its breath!" Yang Ling shouted sharply, his Illusion Moon Sword Light becoming even more fierce and powerful, intertwining and merging with the Sect Master's Immortal Rainbow, once again weaving a denser and stronger sword net that descended upon the Demon God.
The black-robed demon god was forced to retreat step by step by the sword net, but a cunning glint flashed in its eyes: "Do you think you can trap me with such methods?" It smiled coldly, and its figure suddenly transformed into a black shadow, fleeing into the distance.
Yang Ling was startled, gripped the Illusion Moon Sword tightly, and coldly shouted, "Don't even think about escaping!"
The sect leader swung his sword, and a beam of immortal light, like a rainbow, chased after the dark figure: "Yang Ling, follow him!"
The two transformed into streaks of light, relentlessly pursuing the black-robed demon god. The demon god darted wildly ahead, his figure weaving and shifting through the forest like a ghost. Yang Ling and the sect leader followed closely behind, their Illusion Moon Sword and longsword clashing, their sword energy like rainbows, chasing straight for the demon god's back.
"You ignorant fool, how dare you relentlessly pursue me!" The black-robed demon god roared, abruptly stopping in his tracks. He pushed forward with both palms, unleashing a torrent of dark demonic power that condensed into a thick barrier in front of him.
Yang Ling and the sect leader hesitated slightly as the Illusion Moon Sword and the longsword struck down simultaneously, their sword light exploding like thunder, slamming heavily against the demonic energy barrier. With a deafening crash, the barrier shattered, and the black-robed demon god was once again exposed to their swords.
"You stubborn fools, do you really want to die?!" The black-robed demon god was furious, his eyes were bloodshot, and his body suddenly swelled up as if he wanted to tear the heavens and the earth apart.
Yang Ling snorted coldly: "Sect Master, although this demon god is strong, if you and I join forces, we will surely be able to cut it down with our swords!" Before he finished speaking, the Illusion Moon Sword shone brightly, and its sword energy, like a mad dragon reaching out its claws, went straight for the demon god's heart.
The sect leader nodded in agreement, his longsword shimmering with immortal light, intertwining and merging with Yang Ling's sword aura to once again form a vast sword net that descended upon the demon god: "Yang Ling, beware of its counterattack!"
The black-robed demon god roared furiously, its giant claws flailing wildly as it attempted to tear apart the sword net. But Yang Ling and the sect leader's sword light was like an impenetrable wall, firmly binding its body. The demon god's defense crumbled inch by inch, blood splattering everywhere.
"Ah—!" The black-robed demon god let out another heart-wrenching scream, his massive body twisting wildly in the air, blood gushing out, and demonic power leaking out everywhere.
"Sect Master, now!" Yang Ling shouted, his Illusion Moon Sword radiating light, merging with the celestial rainbow on the Sect Master's longsword to form an unstoppable sword beam that struck directly at the Demon God's heart. "Hmph, you mortals, do you even deserve to defeat me?" the black-robed Demon God roared, his body trembling violently as his demonic power surged like a tsunami, attempting to force the two back.
However, Yang Ling and the sect leader's sword light was like a net from heaven and earth, binding the demon god's body tightly. The demon god's defenses at the chest gradually crumbled, and blood gushed out incessantly.
"Sect Master, we must not be careless! This demon god still has some strength left!" Yang Ling shouted a warning, while simultaneously slashing with his sword. The Illusion Moon Sword Light poured down like a torrential rain, striking the demon god's heart one after another.
The sect leader nodded, gripping his longsword even tighter, his eyes as firm as a rock: "Yang Ling, we must find its true weakness to eliminate this threat forever!"
"I'll distract it, you find an opportunity to attack its heart!" Yang Ling took a deep breath, his figure blurred, and he charged forward again. He wielded the Illusionary Moon Sword, its light soaring like a dragon across the heavens, aiming straight for the demon god's heart. But the demon god's defense remained stubborn, and Yang Ling's attack was once again deflected.
"Hmph, you ignorant brat, how dare you challenge my majesty!" The black-robed demon god sneered, spewing out an even denser cloud of black poisonous mist that enveloped Yang Ling and the sect leader. The demonic power within the mist was ferocious and incomparably powerful, seemingly capable of devouring all life.
Yang Ling and the sect leader were trapped within the fog, feeling the demonic power sweeping over them like a raging tide, almost crushing them into dust. They hurriedly channeled their immortal power, transforming it into two light swords, and slashed fiercely at the fog wall. However, the fog was too thick, and the light swords could not cleave it.
"Sect Master, this fog cannot be broken without our combined strength!" Yang Ling shouted, simultaneously channeling all his immortal power to condense an even more dazzling azure light sword, which he fiercely slashed down at the fog barrier. The Sect Master also did not hesitate, his longsword flashing, a rainbow of immortal light merging with Yang Ling's light sword to form an even more powerful sword beam, cleaving towards the center of the fog.
With a deafening roar, the mist was cleaved apart by the sword's edge, turning into wisps of black smoke that dissipated into the air. Taking advantage of the moment, Yang Ling and the sect leader rushed out of the sea of mist, once again facing the black-robed demon god.
"Hmph, mere mortals, how dare you be so arrogant before me!" The black-robed demon god sneered, brandishing his remaining demon claws in an attempt to block the two's attacks. However, Yang Ling and the sect leader's sword light was like a net from heaven and earth, severing the demon god's claws one by one, splattering blood everywhere.
"Sect Master, I think this demon god, though powerful, is still vulnerable at its heart. If we join forces and attack again, we will surely achieve something!" Yang Ling shouted to the Sect Master while fiercely attacking with his sword.
The sect leader nodded emphatically, a resolute glint in his eyes: "Yang Ling, let's go together!"
The two simultaneously channeled their immortal power, transforming it into two dazzling swords of light that pierced towards the demon god's heart. Upon seeing this, the black-robed demon god's pupils constricted sharply, and he frantically swung his demon claws, attempting to block this fatal blow.
"Whoosh—!" The light sword slashed through the sky and pierced the heart of the demon god. The black-robed demon god let out a miserable howl, his huge body convulsing violently in mid-air, blood gushing out like a fountain, and his demonic power dissipating and collapsing.
"Sect Master, do not give it any chance to breathe!" Yang Ling shouted sharply, and the Illusion Moon Sword Light became even more fierce and intense, intertwining and converging with the Sect Master's Immortal Rainbow, once again weaving a denser and stronger sword net that descended upon the Demon God.
The black-robed demon god gritted his teeth, a cunning glint in his eyes: "You ants, do you think you can do anything to me?" He chuckled sinisterly, and the black energy around him suddenly surged, transforming into a massive black vortex that swept Yang Ling and the sect leader into it. (End of Chapter)