Chapter 760: Chapter 0678: Is This Your Trump Card?
The blade had fine engravings coursing on its surface, with black aura continuously emanating from it, exuding an evil and chilling aura.
"Is this the Heavy Slaughter?"
Feeling the strong Slaughter Aura emanating from the black greatsword, Qiao Lianxiang’s expression turned grave, exclaiming in astonishment.
The elders with more experience, recognizing the object, all had their expressions drastically change, showing a look of shock and fear.
This sword, in the past, had no idea how much blood it had stained, it could be said to be a devilish killing weapon, making countless people in the Outer Sect tremble in fear.
At the moment Fang Li gripped the "Heavy Slaughter", his entire aura surged several times over, like a Demon God looking down upon the world, with intense slaughter and bloody aura emanating from the countless black aura, anyone with slightly weaker cultivation who even slightly contacted it might be stripped of their senses.
"This sword is named ’Heavy Slaughter’, it is the supreme killing weapon of our Demon Punishment Palace, passed down by Ancestor Xing Mozi!"
Fang Li extended the long sword horizontally, pointing towards Ye Qingfeng.
"Ye Jiujie, today, I shall cut you down with this sword!"
"Buzz!"
The sound of the sword resounded endlessly; in Fang Li’s hand, the Heavy Slaughter was enveloped in black aura, its momentum extraordinarily intimidating.
Back then, Demon Punishment Palace’s founder Xing Mozi accidentally obtained this sword, and further forged it again with the palace’s supreme treasure Heavenly Darkness Leaf, augmenting its Slaughter Aura.
Xing Mozi used this sword to slay innumerable experts from the Outer Sect, its infamous might overpowering; with each kill, the Slaughter Aura of Heavy Slaughter would increase, and thus the sword acquired its name.
With Heavy Slaughter in hand, Fang Li immediately became the ruler of this realm, the killing aura in his heterochromatic eyes flashing explosively, locking onto Ye Qingfeng.
The people of Demon Punishment Palace slightly lowered their heads, filled with infinite reverence.
Heavy Slaughter was the existence of faith in the Demon Punishment Palace, and it was with this sword that Xing Mozi nearly accomplished the ambition of sweeping across other sects and unifying the Outer Sect.
Previously suppressed by Ye Qingfeng to the point of being unable to lift their heads, now with the emergence of Heavy Slaughter, every person in the Demon Punishment Palace was filled with confidence in victory.
With this sword in hand, who were they to fear?
Ye Qingfeng’s gaze fell on the Heavy Slaughter with a hint of curiosity. He had never seen such a ferocious sword before.
Judging by the Slaughter Aura emanating from Heavy Slaughter, under this blade, there must be countless unjust souls.
"So your trump card is merely an extra sword?" He looked at Fang Li with indifferent eyes.
"Does this sword seem to have given you tremendous strength and confidence?"
Fang Li sneered aloud, "Ye Jiujie, at this moment, do you still think you can defeat me single-handedly?"
He threw his head back and laughed maniacally for a few moments, then his expression turned utterly icy, "Today, even if you had three heads and six arms, I must kill you, to dedicate to my divine artifact Heavy Slaughter!"
As his words fell, he suddenly took a step forward, the Heavy Slaughter in his hand blazing upward, passing over his head.
He gripped the handle of Heavy Slaughter with both hands and slashed it forward with the momentum.
"Swoosh!"
A massive sword qi several hundred meters wide sliced through the sky, pitch-black and evil, yet extremely sharp.
This sword qi almost instantly arrived, already above Ye Qingfeng’s head, about to strike down.
"Hmph!"
Ye Qingfeng grinned, blocking with a single hand in front of him.
"Clang!"
The sound of metal clashing reverberated as the sword qi heavily chopped into Ye Qingfeng’s right arm.
A figure descended from the sky, gliding in mid-air, energy bursts constantly exploding beneath his feet.
The person flying backward was Ye Qingfeng.
Gliding tens of meters through the air, Ye Qingfeng’s foot suddenly stomped greatly in mid-air, transmitting power backward and shattering a massive leaf hundreds of meters away.
"Ah!"
Bo Yuanzi had an expression of shock, previously Ye Qingfeng’s momentum was astonishing, and with just a palm and a fist, he beat Fang Li to the point of spitting blood. Yet now he was slashed away with a single swing from Fang Li.
Dao Xuzi’s gaze was extremely grave as he looked at the black Heavy Slaughter in Fang Li’s hand, his hands slightly trembling.
"The power of Heavy Slaughter is even more terrifying than I imagined!"
That previous strike, if it were him, he would have been split into two long ago.
Qiao Lianxiang’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, her worries creeping back up.
Ye Qingfeng’s combat power had been fully displayed in the previous punch and palm, and it was extremely formidable, but now Fang Li held the divine weapon Heavy Slaughter.
Heavy Slaughter not only could enhance the user’s strength but could also infuse the sword’s inherent Slaughter Aura into each attack, every slash turned extremely sharp and harsh.
If Ye Qingfeng held a divine weapon now, perhaps he wouldn’t fear Fang Li one bit, but at this moment, he was unarmed.
Seeing Ye Qingfeng being slashed back by a strike, the people of Demon Punishment Palace were all brimming with energy, their eyes showing fierce light.
Ye Qingfeng regained his footing, yet his gaze bore no trace of dread as he calmly looked at the spot on his arm that had been slashed by the sword qi, a clear white mark visible.
"Heavy Slaughter? Interesting!"
Compared to others in the Demon Punishment Palace, Fang Li showed no signs of elation, instead wearing a look of disbelief.
His slash had sent the sword qi horizontally, immensely powerful, capable of confronting a True King head-on.
Holding Heavy Slaughter, his strength nearly rivaled that of an Intermediate War Emperor, with one slash capable of halting rivers and splitting mountains, yet it hadn’t harmed Ye Qingfeng?
At the instant he swung his sword, he distinctly sensed that Ye Qingfeng hadn’t summoned any Spiritual Energy to protect himself, instead relying solidly on his physical body, yet not a drop of blood was seen under this strike.
"What kind of monster is this guy?"
He squinted his eyes slightly, tightening his grip on the long sword as if it could give him more confidence.
Lowering his arm, Ye Qingfeng looked up, a hint of disdain in his gaze.
"Adding a divine weapon, is this all you have?"
Everyone was taken aback, Ye Qingfeng had just been slashed away by Fang Li’s strike, so why did he still show such contempt?
"Whoosh!"
In the next moment, Ye Qingfeng’s foot stomped in the void, and his figure shot forward explosively.
Fang Li’s gaze focused, his figure rising again, then raised both hands above his head, directly slashing down with Heavy Slaughter.
"Clang!"
The pitch-black, ominous aura-emitting Heavy Slaughter had swung out, met by a fist that pierced through space, wrapped in dazzling golden light, unabatedly striking directly against the sharp blade of Heavy Slaughter.
The ripple of a fist aura spread from where they met, the ground below shattered inch by inch, the explosive sound resounding in all directions.
All eyes directed skyward, astonished beyond measure.
Heavy Slaughter was a killing weapon among swords, not only containing Slaughter Aura within itself but also extremely sharp, effortlessly cleaving metal and splitting iron, who would dare take the blade head-on with a fist?
Even a fist wrapped in Spiritual Power could hardly withstand a strike from a War Emperor expert cutting down.
Yet Ye Qingfeng, under everyone’s watchful eyes, took the blade head-on with his fist, directly and straightforwardly.
"Hmph!"
Ye Qingfeng’s fist struck the blade, with gold light and black aura sharply contrasting. In the next instant, he suddenly let out a soft exclamation, golden light on his fist surging fiercely.
Fang Li only felt an immense force transmitted directly from the sword, causing both his arms to instantly go numb, letting out a muffled groan, and flying backward!