Chapter 487: Chapter 176: Unparalleled Blade Intent! Soul Shattered, God Annihilated!_2

Huh!

The burly figure of Xiongshan instantly crossed a distance of several meters, his palm as big as a fan directly clawing towards Su Changkong’s face, intending to crush Su Changkong’s head alive.

However, Su Changkong stood still, his eyes cold as ice as he looked toward Xiongshan. At that moment, Xiongshan’s heart convulsed violently without reason, and he had the feeling that if he moved any further forward, he would die!

“Ah!”

Xiongshan screamed in terror, the intense sense of danger causing him to instinctively change direction. His forward-charging body came to an abrupt halt and he retreated, while one thick arm was placed horizontally in front of his chest.

“Tsch!”

Su Changkong’s hand had already been on the hilt of his sword, and he had launched a chop. This blow, though seemingly ordinary, was as if it returned to simplicity and truth. It appeared slow but was fast, creating an illusion in perception!

“Pfft!”

In the crisp sound of flesh and blood tearing, Xiongshan staggered backward, his thick arm that had been in front of him chopped off at the elbow, and the severed limb rolled to the ground with a thud.

The demon monster’s powerful demonic power protected its body, making its flesh harder than steel, but under Su Changkong’s sword, it was as fragile as paper, easily sliced through.

Pain, a severe pain from the severed arm assaulted him, and monster blood sprayed out, making Xiongshan’s vision darken. He stared wide-eyed in shock: “My hand… has it lost connection?”

Possessing an immortal body, the loss of an arm was nothing more than losing a strand of hair for a monster warrior, but Xiongshan was horrified to find that the arm severed by Su Changkong had lost connection with his body and could not be drawn back.

Even as Xiongshan tried to stimulate demonic power and spend more demonic essence to regrow the severed limb, the blood gushed from the wound, and his immortal body, capable of regrowth, seemed to have failed!

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“Roar!”

In that moment, Xiongshan realized something was wrong, and his mouth emitted a roar mixed with shock and fury. A violent burst of demonic power erupted, his muscles rapidly swelling, taking on a metallic sheen, as if even the sharpest of divine weapons could not cut through his muscles.

“Tsch!”

Su Changkong stepped forward, striking with his sword once more, a seemingly effortless horizontal chop aimed at Xiongshan’s neck. However, Xiongshan had the feeling that no matter what, he couldn’t avoid it, that once the blow was struck, it was bound to hit.

“Crack, crack, crack!”

Xiongshan’s muscles swelled, focusing around his neck, his neck muscles expanding so much that they became thicker than his head, giving him a somewhat abnormal appearance.

The demon art that Xiongshan mastered allowed him to strengthen his muscles with demonic power, significantly increasing his strength and making his muscles as hard as metal, resistant to swords and blades, so all he could hope for was to use this to block the incoming chop.

“Tsch!”

The clear sound of flesh being sliced open, Xiongshan’s tough, hard muscles were cut open like soft mud by the blade. His head flew off and crashed heavily to the ground.

“How… How is this possible…”

The head that fell to the ground was still trembling on the lips, eyes filled with disbelief, fear, and reluctance. He felt his severed head losing connection with his body, and his consciousness rapidly fading, his immortal body… had malfunctioned!

“Xiongshan, stop messing around and finish him off!”

Lan Chen frowned and scolded. The battle between the two was extremely brief, yet Xiongshan had his arm and head chopped off in succession, which made Lan Chen think Xiongshan was toying with Su Changkong, as such injuries meant little to a monster warrior.

However, it didn’t take long for Lan Chen and Zi Mei to realize something was wrong!

“Thump!”

From the broken neck of Xiongshan, monster blood spurted-thick, and his headless towering body slumped to the ground, blood spreading across the ground.

“Dead… is Xiongshan dead?” Zi Mei’s beautiful eyes widened, disbelief on her gorgeous face, as if she had seen a ghost. She sensed that the life force of Xiongshan was fading fast.

Xiongshan was not toying with his opponent, but… he was genuinely dead!

He had been killed by Su Changkong’s two swords, his head severed, and for some unknown reason, his immortal body had malfunctioned, leading to his direct death!

“Indeed… Blade Intent can restrain the immortal body of a demon monster.”

Looking at Xiongshan lying on the ground, his eyes wide open in death, Su Changkong’s lips curled into an icy smile.

The immortal body of a demon monster was only on a physical level, while Su Changkong’s Blade Intent could slay on a spiritual level. A wound inflicted by his blade could not heal, and even a demon monster with its head severed by his Blade Intent-infused sword would die just like any ordinary person!

“Could it be that the sword in his hand is a true Demon-Slicing Divine Weapon?”

Lan Chen, realizing that Xiongshan was dead, looked greedily yet fearfully at the Iron-Cutting Sword in Su Changkong’s hand.

In his view, Xiongshan’s death at the hands of this young man, after his head was decapitated, could have only one reason: the Iron-Cutting Sword that Su Changkong held was a real Demon-Slicing Divine Weapon, capable of restraining a demon monster!

“Xiongshan is dead… One less person to share the spoils works out well too! Hand over the Demon-Slicing Divine Weapon!”

Lan Chen’s previously scholarly demeanor had vanished entirely. His eyes turned blood-red, filled with greed, his face contorting with protruding veins, looking ferocious and terrifying!

“Wind Scythe!”

Lan Chen believed that Su Changkong’s seemingly casual two chops could kill Xiongshan because he relied on the advantage of the Demon-Slicing Divine Weapon, but Lan Chen was careful, not wanting to end up like Xiongshan. His demonic power surged as he went all out, his folding fan swinging fiercely.

“Boom boom boom!”

In the air, suddenly, a pitch-black demonic wind arose. The wind, like countless scythes spinning and tumbling, swept towards Su Changkong, engulfing everything in its path!