I Possessed a Demon Sovereign

Chapter 173: 172. The Empress Strikes Her Sword

Translator: 549690339

Blood trickled down the corner of Ban Hongqing’s mouth.

At the same time, his body felt like it was being cut into pieces and his insides were burning.

It was as if there were countless sharp blades cutting and wreaking havoc in his body, wanting to tear him into pieces.

At the same time, endless flames seemed to burn from the inside out, wanting to burn him into ashes.

It was so minute that every strand of blood was no exception. Then, it spread throughout the entire body and gathered together.

Under Chen Luoyang’s Divine Martial Demon Fist, the Cauldron of Mountain and River finally shattered completely.

Ban Hongqing spat out a mouthful of blood and his tall body stood rooted to the ground.

The next moment, he fell backward.

As if a mountain had collapsed, Ban Hongqing fell to the ground.

There were no wounds on his body and he looked normal, but his breathing was weak and he could not move.

Chen Luoyang stretched out his hand and picked up the body in mid-air. Then, he carried it in his hand and returned to the Crimson Dragon Imperial Carriage.

“Are you showing mercy?” Blade Emperor Yuwen Feng looked at him.

“Li Yuanlong and what he owes this Sect, how can it be repaid with just two lives?” Chen Luoyang said indifferently.

“Watch carefully. Don’t kill him.”

Su Ye looked at Ban Hongqing curiously. After receiving the person, he smiled and replied, ‘”Yes, Senior Brother.”

Chen Luoyang nodded and stepped out of the Crimson Dragon Imperial

Carriage.

Saber Emperor Yuwen Feng walked alongside him, and the two of them chased after Yan Mingkong and Li Yuanlong.

At this moment, a blue light streaked across the sky in that direction and did not dissipate for a long time.

It was as if it had left a mournful scar in the sky.

The brutal and lonely sword intent made their hearts throb.

Chen Luoyang was even more shocked.

He could clearly feel that the rusty bronze sword that he had kept had also trembled slightly just now.

He seemed to be startled by Yan Mingkong’s sword intent.

Although it was fleeting, it was definitely not an illusion.

While Chen Luoyang was secretly paying attention, he also felt that it was strange.

Yan Mingkong wouldn’t easily use his sword.

Ban Hongqing was here, and Li Yuanlong was his only opponent.

Could it be that a single sentence from South Cloud Mountain had caused the other party to no longer be so fixated on him as an opponent, but to finally let go and start a massacre?

It didn’t seem like it.

Chen Luoyang carefully stared at the sword scar that had remained in the sky for a long time. He tried to sense the sword intent within it, but he didn’t notice any signs of it finally being released after being suppressed for so long.

He was deep in thought.

The number one opponent in the empress’s heart was probably still him, Patriarch Chen.

What she had changed was not this thought, but her own body.

Perhaps she had been too obsessed with the power of the first sword.

But now, his self-confidence had improved a step further. He was no longer bothered by whether the first sword was the strongest.

To her, every sword was the strongest.

Chen Luoyang’s gaze was as clear as water as he withdrew his thoughts and headed in that direction with Saber Emperor Yuwen Feng.

While Chen Luoyang established Luoyang City and pursued Ban Hongqing, Empress Yan Mingkong pursued the other white light.

When the white light landed on the ground and dissipated, only half of the ship was left.

Then, a dragon shadow flew out of the ship and quickly left.

Yan Mingkong was chasing behind them.

She only chased after him for a moment before she realized that something was wrong.

Li Yuanlongs speed was clearly faster than before, and much faster!

When the Void Dragon Fist and Cloud Dragon Fist of the Ten Dragon Emperor Fist were executed together, the strength of the movement technique was not inferior to Yan Mingkong’s Flying Under the Moon at the same realm.

Now, it was even faster, and the distance between them was increasing.

In such a situation, if he didn’t use some kind of treasure or take a special pill like the Blissful Blood Pill, there was only one possibility.

After facing the Demon Emperor’s pressure in the battle of the South Cloud Mountain, Li Yuanlong finally broke through the last bottleneck. The ten forms of the Dragon Fist merged into one, and they were seamless.

At this moment, it could finally be said that the Nine Dragons Emperor Fist had become history.

The two ultimate techniques of the Grand Xia Empire were the Heaven Cauldron Divine Art and the Ten Dragon Emperor Fist.

Li Yuanlong had also become the new Emperor of Xia after the founding father of the Xia Dynasty.

However, even though he had reached the 14th level, he did not have the heart to defend Yujing City.

If he was facing Yuwen Feng before his seclusion, or the Demon Cult Master before his battle with the Sword Pavilion Master, Li Yuanlong might have thought of a way to plan.

However, after the battle at the South Cloud Mountain and witnessing Chen Luoyang’s Zhurong’s might, Li Yuanlong knew that even if he broke through to the 14th realm, he wouldn’t be able to win easily.

At the very least, it was hard to be confident if they fought in a hurry.

Moreover, the Demon Emperor, Saber Emperor, and Empress were pressuring the border together.

Of course, they didn’t get along with each other, and there were so many conflicts that they could fight to the death at any time.

However, in the current situation, the Demon Cult and the Outsiders had clearly made up their minds to eliminate Great Xia first, and then the two families would slowly fight it out.

Li Yuanlong did not have the chance to fish in troubled waters.

He had to work hard to escape and protect himself in order to make a comeback. Only then could he retain his last hope.

His classmate, Hongqing, split up into two groups, forcing the other party to chase after him separately. This would prevent him from facing three powerful enemies at the same time.

And the current result could already be considered the best for Li Yuanlong.

The person chasing after them wasn’t Demon Emperor Chen Luoyang or Saber Emperor Yuwen Feng.

The Empress Yan Mingkong’s realm and strength aside, the key was that she was probably the least enthusiastic about hunting him down among the three.

Her opponent was still Chen Luoyang.

If it was to the outside world, the person who posed the greatest threat to the Demonic Sect was the Outsider Tribe Leader Yuwen Feng.

Seeing that Yan Mingkong was the one chasing after him, Li Yuanlong had no intention of counterattacking while the other party was alone.

Perhaps keeping this woman alive would be a better way to keep Chen Luoyang in check.

Li Yuanlong only tried his best to increase his speed to the maximum.

The difference in their attainments in movement techniques wasn’t too great, but there was a difference in their cultivation levels. With a long distance attack, Li Yuanlong had hopes of shaking off his opponent.

Unexpectedly, the empress calmly waved her hand.

Then, a pearl flew into the air and emitted a brilliant light.

Enshrouded by this radiance, Li Yuanlong seemed to have instantly charged into a void filled with grotesque and motley lights and starlight.

Although he was shocked, he did not panic. The dragon shadow that he had transformed into suddenly flipped over and broke free from the void.

However, the Empress, Yan Mingkong, had already caught up with them.

With a dragon roar, Li Yuanlong’s light dragon turned completely black. Then, he launched an extremely powerful attack towards Yan Mingkong.

Yan Mingkong looked calm. The starry night, the bright moon, and the black Buddha appeared together.

The Eight Extreme Creation’s images were all added to her body.

Although Li Yuanlong’s Qiankun Dragon Fist was powerful, it was unable to break through her defense.

It was simply comparable to the Cauldron Heaven Divine Art…

A thought flashed across Li Yuanlong’s mind.

However, he had never intended to take down Yan Mingkong in one move.

He only forced the Water Empress to defend herself. Then, Li Yuanlong turned around and left without bothering her any further.

He was still in no mood to fight.

Chen Luoyang and Yuwen Feng could catch up at any time.

However, the moment Li Yuanlong turned around, he was suddenly shocked and had no choice but to stop.

He was alarmed and warned him not to turn his back on the empress at this distance.

Otherwise, he definitely wouldn’t be able to leave.

Li Yuanlong’s eyes were like an abyss as he stared at the woman in white.

The opponent’s eyes flashed with an icy blue light.

His right hand clenched into a fist, and his fingers seemed to be holding an invisible sword.

“Why bother?” Li Yuanlong said quietly, ” When the world is at peace, how can Chen Luoyang tolerate you? On the contrary, I can help you seize the position of Demon Cult Master.”

Yan Mingkong’s voice was cold and his tone was flat.What does my battle with

Chen Luoyang have to do with you? ‘

She looked at Li Yuanlong and said indifferently, “”It has nothing to do with him if I come to kill you.”

Li Yuanlong shook his head and said, ” Even if you break through to the 14th realm like Us, you won’t be able to win against Chen Luoyang. You have raised your sword for many years, and the sword that is unsheathed is the most precious. If you want to win against Chen Luoyang, this is your greatest chance. You understand this logic, and so does Chen Luoyang.

He looked deeply at Yan Mingkong and said, ” Otherwise, why would Chen

Luoyang provoke Wang Jian to challenge you a second time? After the battle at

South Cloud Mountain, why would I ask you to chase me? You also heard what

Yuwen Feng said when he first arrived at Yujing City. He came here to wait for Chen Luoyang, and Chen Luoyang was the one who lured him here. He probably didn’t do it to deal with This Emperor, but to force you to use this sword!”

Yan Mingkong’s expression was indifferent. ” It doesn’t matter if it is or not. There’s no difference. It’s out.

Li Yuanlong’s heart sank slightly.

Compared to the battle at the Rainbow Mountain and the South Cloud Mountain, and even compared to the time when Yan Mingkong chased him back to Yuzhou, the will of the woman before him seemed to be different.

He, Li Yuanlong, had borrowed the pressure from the battle at the South Cloud Mountain to successfully break through the bottleneck and transform.

Yan Mingkong also showed signs of improvement after a series of battles.

Especially at the last moment, through the tempering of Ban Hongqing’s Heaven Cauldron Divine Technique and the Longevity Xuanling Formation in Yujing City, the other party’s sharpness and aura gradually reached a new height.

Yan Mingkong looked at Li Yuanlong and said calmly, “”Although I don’t care much about it, I don’t use it on everyone.”

Li Yuanlong’s face instantly turned gloomy.

“There are only three emperors in the world today.” “You’re half, but you’re lucky, ” Yan Mingkong said.

After saying that, she clenched her fist and handed it forward.

It was as if an invisible divine sword had landed in her hand.

Li Yuanlongs cultivation base was higher than hers, but he still couldn’t see through Yan Mingkong’s sword.

He couldn’t see through what the other party was holding.

In fact, because of the relationship between the Sword Pavilion Master and the Sword Emperor Wang Jian, Li Yuanlong had a deep understanding of the sword path.

It was much deeper than what ordinary people imagined.

However, he still couldn’t figure out Yan Mingkong’s sword.

However, the moment Yan Mingkong held the sword, it was as if there was an endless amount of vicious and cold killing intent gathering on the invisible sword edge.

The cold and deathly stillness of the power concept almost froze the surrounding world.

Not only space, but even the flow of time seemed to have stagnated.

In Yan Mingkong’s hand, on the invisible blade, it was as if a door to the underworld had descended and was slowly opening.

It was deathly silent, cold, dark, and evil..