Chương 113: You don't have the skills

The sword which hovered above Su Mu's head glimmered coldly and gave off a dangerous aura. The martial power around it tumbled constantly as if the sword was interfering with the surroundings. Turning into a white streak of light, the sword shot towards Long feng, bringing with it an unnerving amount of sword energy! Taking a deep breath, Long feng began to wantonly pour his demon inner energy into the Origin Spirit Sword without reserve. The sword was like a bottomless pit, showing no signs of saturation.

Long feng felt that even if he was to pour his entire reserve of inner energy into the sword, the most he would be able to use was one third of the sword's power. That further showed how horrifying the might of a spirit armament was. Su Mu's sword was three breaths of time away from Long feng when the Origin Spirit Sword began to glow rather dimly. A horrifying pressure appeared, like a sovereign appearing in the world. Even Long feng shook after feeling this pressure.

He simply wanted to bow down in worship to this pressure. With a little yell, Long feng swung the Origin Spirit Sword at Su Mu. A massive sword aura condensed and streaked across the sky, splitting the heavens into two! The world was engulfed in utter darkness. Demon energy burst out of the sword and bloated out the skies! It was like an unimaginably huge wild beast opening it's giant maw in an attempt to devour the heavens!

The sight was visible to a wide distance around and many people felt unnerved by the dense Demon energy, prompting countless experts from the Yang level powers to move. Sensing the aura of this strike, Su Mu felt hopeless. What sort of armament was that? There was a rumor that 'Feng possessed a spirit armament. But as they said, seeing was believing. Seeing this armament by himself, Su Mu believed all the rumors. But sadly, he was destined to die under this same legendary armament.

'This is the power of a spirit armament!" Su Mu thought bitterly. His heart was filled with envy at Long feng, but also unwillingness! Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author. He was unwilling to lose his life here. Sadly, there was hardly anything he could do. Su Mu's sword was corroded away by the aura of the Origin Spirit Sword in the blink of an eye, and the demon strike shot towards Su Mu.

"No!!!!" Su Mu's eyes were blood red. Even if he wanted to defend himself, he was unable to. He had completely exhausted himself and even if Long feng didn't kill him, hr would still die because he had completely sapped his life source. Without life source, no one could live. A brilliant glow spread out, covering the entire city. Many people instantly lost their minds to the overwhelming demon energy and began to act based on their darkest instincts. Kill!

Within five minutes, Star Mountain City was transformed into a bloody city! More than half of the city was dyed in blood. The ordinary people were the cause of this destruction. They were like Killing machines, unhesitatingly Killing themselves under the control of the demon energy. It was only ten minutes later that the demon energy finally began to recede. From the center of the demon energy, a vortex appeared, wantonly swallowing the demon energy. Whoosh!

The sky finally became clear and the demon energy was fully absorbed into the Origin Spirit Sword, revealing Long feng's pale figure. His face was scrunched up in pain as he battled against the demon energy within his body. The Origin Spirit Sword contained a devastating amount of demon energy, capable of bloating out the skies of the entire province. Not even Long feng could easily resist the mind corrosion of the demon energy.

This was the backlash he got from forcefully using a spirit armament with his laughable Yin cultivation. If it wasn't for his willpower, he would have also turned into a killing machine. After a while, he spat out a mouthful of blackish blood and began to pant for breath. Looking around, he saw that the Long Clansmen were staring at him worriedly. Nodding slightly in their direction, Long feng steadied his breathing and sat down cross legged. Although he managed to kill Su Mu, he had also paid a price.

The backlash of the Origin Spirit Sword was something that not many could withstand. If it wasn't for the demon ball suddenly absorbing all the remnant demon energies within his body, Long feng would have also lost his mind and become a puppet of the sword. For once, Long feng was extremely grateful for possessing the demon ball. As he was preparing to enter meditation, Long feng felt a murderous aura directed at him. Opening his eyes, he saw a heavily battered Nie Yong glaring at him, his eyes full of hatred.

"Feng, today, i will kill you and use your blood to appease my brother's soul in heaven!" His eyes blazed.

"You don't have the skills. Besides, how sure are you that Su Mu is in the Heaven not hell? Personally, I think he is in hell!" Long feng replied indifferently. Nie Yong was weaker than Su Mu, so he really didn't possess the skills to kill Long feng. Hearing Long feng say that, Nie Yong felt like spitting blood. He was completely enraged.

"I don't have the skills? If I can't kill you, I can at least drag you down with me!" His face became ferocious. All he wanted to do was to kill Long feng and vent his anger, even at the cost of his life! Long feng's expression became solemn. He didn't let down his guard, because by now, he more or less understood these two. Both Su Mu and Nie Yong were unreasonable people who would go to any extremes just to seek revenge, even Killing themselves! In short, they were madmen.

Nie Yong's lips curled up in a satisfied grin as he stared at Long feng with a teasing expression.

"Both you, me and those group of bastards behind you will all die! Hahaha!" He laughed. Lifting his hands, he let out a low growl and pressed some of his acupunctures. Long feng suddenly felt extremely threatened. It was as though he was in extreme danger instantly. His heart clenched as a deep sense of unease overwhelmed him. Whatever Nie Yong wanted to do, it was definitely a life threatening move!

"Retreat. Go as far as you can!" Long feng took a deep breath and spoke. His face was surprisingly calm and devoid of emotion. The Long Clansmen all retreated as far as they could. After all, they could tell that this battle had surpassed their understanding. They would only serve to burden Long feng by remaining.