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Chapter 470 - 470 0465 The Power of the Demon Sword (Seeking

?Chapter 470: Chapter 0465: The Power of the Demon Sword (Seeking Monthly Votes) Chapter 470: Chapter 0465: The Power of the Demon Sword (Seeking Monthly Votes) “Elder Chai, since you and Miss Ye are from the same sect, I’ll leave her to you,” the black-armored middle-aged man chuckled. Originally, he had been worried that Ye Luofeng would interfere when he was extracting Meng Chixiong’s Bloodline Power, which would have meant he could only extract a bit less. However, now that Elder Chai had arrived, there were no more concerns. The plan seemed to be going even better than expected, as the black-armored middle-aged man revealed a victorious smile. “Hahaha, then I must thank Elder Meng. This woman just happens to have some vendettas with me,” Elder Chai smiled. Unaware of the plans of the black-armored middle-aged man and Meng Chixiong,
“Elder Chai, you actually betrayed the Lingjian Sect, betrayed Qi Country!” Ye Luofeng’s face was cold and stern as she glared at Elder Chai, her hatred for him deep to the bone. If it weren’t for Elder Chai’s betrayal, she and Chen Yu could have been saved, the enemy would have been slain, and the Three Kingdoms could have gained an advantage, further closing the gap with the Nine Tribes. “Hahaha, staying in the Lingjian Sect, I would always be oppressed by you and Elder Duanmu, with no hope of ever rising. But the Snow Mountain Tribe promised me that if we unify the Nine Tribes, I will have the final say in the Lingjian Sect,” Elder Chai laughed dismissively. At this moment, Ye Luofeng was injured and the Heavenly Que Fragmented Sword was not in her hands, allowing Elder Chai to slowly torture and kill her.

Swoosh! Elder Chai’s figure dashed forward, chopping out a brilliant wave of golden sword light. “Hehe,” the black-armored middle-aged man no longer cared about Ye Luofeng and focused on extracting the Bloodline Power of Meng Chixiong. He could feel Meng Chixiong resisting. But now Meng Chixiong was too weak, not even able to make a sound. It seemed he had executed the Forbidden Bloodline Technique; his body was beginning to petrify, losing all sensation. “Chen Yu must be close to death by now,” the black-armored middle-aged man thought. To be safe, let this mountain suppress for a bit longer. Deep inside the mountain, Chen Yu had already released Iron Moon Strange Insects to start burrowing, though their efficiency was low, given the nature of the rocks. “If suppressed for a period, I really might die here,” Chen Yu murmured. He could feel the surrounding rocks eroding his skin, assimilating it into rock. Fortunately, Chen Yu had strong vitality and defensive power.

Boom! Chen Yu exerted force with his arms, shattering the surrounding rocks. This was all thanks to the continuous tunneling by the Iron Moon Strange Insects, rendering the rocks unstable. Chen Yu touched his storage bag and pulled out a pitch-black bone sword. The moment he grasped the “Nine Bone Demon Spirit Sword” in his hand, Chen Yu infused it with Demon Pattern True Essence. Buzz! The bone sword trembled slightly, the surface shimmered with demonic light, releasing an astonishing demonic aura. The next moment, the rocks around the “Nine Bone Demon Spirit Sword” slowly began turning pitch black. Spiritual Artifacts generally possess certain characteristics, and a major feature of the “Nine Bone Demon Spirit Sword” was “Corrosion.” Anything that came into contact with this sword would be influenced by its demonic aura. Just like in the Demon Bone Wilderness, various Demon Beasts and Cultivators were affected by this sword, their bodies and spirits altered and transformed. When the nearby rocks were corroded by the “Nine Bone Demon Spirit Sword,” the rocks’ special abilities would be reduced or lost. Thump-Crack! With a twist of his body, Chen Yu shattered all the black rocks around him. “I’m free,” Chen Yu said with a light smile. However, Chen Yu did not rush to escape but continued to exploit the characteristics of the “Nine Bone Demon Spirit Sword,” soaking the mountain in it. Atop the mountain, the black-armored middle-aged man was slowly extracting the Bloodline Power of Meng Chixiong, feeling as if his bloodline was boiling, slowly transforming. Suddenly, though, the black-armored middle-aged man felt something different about the Bloodline Power he was extracting, as if a drop of ink had suddenly fallen into pure spring water. This was because that Bloodline Power had also been corroded by the “Nine Bone Demon Spirit Sword.” “Demonic aura…” After carefully sensing it, the black-armored middle-aged man’s expression slightly changed. Meng Chixiong was not a Demon Cultivator, so how could there be demonic influence in this Bloodline Power? “The Bloodline Power is impure!” the black-armored middle-aged man frowned, somewhat annoyed. “Damn, did I accidentally extract Chen Yu’s Bloodline Power?” His Blood Path Secret Technique, which he had exchanged from the Blood Moon Organization, allowed him to extract others’ Bloodline Power. If the bloodlines were the same, it could amplify his own Bloodline Power; if different, it could only strengthen himself. Even though he was using his own bloodline to sense and extract Meng Chixiong’s, it was possible that he accidentally extracted Chen Yu’s. Thereupon, the black-armored middle-aged man sat cross-legged, purging the impurities from his bloodline. As time slowly passed, the impurities in the black-armored middle-aged man’s bloodline were gradually expelled from his body. However, suddenly, the black-armored middle-aged man realized something was wrong. At some point, the mountain beneath his feet started turning black. Suddenly, Boom! A loud noise came from beneath, and the mountain cracked open, a figure bursting forth. “Chen Yu! How is this possible! You’re still alive?” The black-armored middle-aged man stared, dumbfounded, at the emerging Chen Yu, incredibly shocked. Logically speaking, after this while, Chen Yu should have been petrified at least halfway and lost his ability to move, but he had somehow escaped! “That sword!” The black-armored middle-aged man’s gaze was instantly drawn to a black bone sword in Chen Yu’s hand. Its emanation of demonic energy fluctuations were astonishingly fierce and malevolent, instilling a certain wariness in the black-armored middle-aged man’s heart. On another front, Elder Chai was fiercely battling with Ye Luofeng. Elder Chai was not in a hurry, attacking slowly, continuously oppressing her psychologically and emotionally, truly qualifying as a torment. However, suddenly, Elder Chai was distracted by the explosion from the black-armored middle-aged man’s side. “What’s going on? Chen Yu has escaped?” Elder Chai was internally shocked. “Chen Yu…”
Ye Luofeng’s desperate, ice-cold eyes suddenly shone a bright light, as if a bright lamp had suddenly been lit in a dark room.

“Die!”

The moment Chen Yu burst forth, the Nine Bone Demon Spirit Sword in his hand thrust toward the Black-armored Middle-aged Man.

At that moment, Chen Yu, wearing the Demon Scale Armor and wielding the Demon Sword, merged the two, with overwhelming demonic aura, like a peerless fierce demon breaking free from its seal.

“Boy, since you didn’t die, let this old man personally send you to the Netherworld!”

The Black-armored Middle-aged Man exerted all his strength to activate his Rocky Armor Bloodline, his black sword chopping down.

In his view, although Chen Yu hadn’t died, he had just fought fiercely with Meng Chixiong and had been suppressed for a while. He must be severely injured by now.

Boom!

Two pitch-dark swords collided.

The Nine Bone Demon Spirit Sword, with nine bone spikes on its sides, sliced through and emitted a “hissing” sound upon the Black-armored Man’s black sword, stirring up a layer of black starlight.

At the same time, this sword’s power was extraordinary, instantly shattering the black sword light, with fierce black demonic light rushing forth.

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