Chapter 1792: Ice-Snow Spirit Sword
Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated
The White Hair Devil’s skin, hair, muscles, and tendons were all extrely strong, as a half-step spirit monarch realm cultivator.
However, Qingfeng’s Golden Flas had reached around nine thousand degrees in temperature. It was a saint level fla and was also evolving. It suddenly burned all of the White Hair Devil’s hair and crept towards his head.
The White Hair Devil cried out in pain, as he said angrily, “Damn Qingfeng, how dare you lie that my mom is calling ho to eat dinner? How dare you burn my hair with flas?”
The Devil swore as he hurriedly released the Ice and Snow Law, wanting to freeze the fla with ice. However the fla moved far too fast, and imdiately burned the skin off his head.
The Devil was felt imnse pain, almost to the point of wanting to end it. Suddenly he pulled out a white blade from his interspatial ring, as white as icy snow.
The blade was incredibly sharp. As soon as it appeared, he tore a massive crack into the air.
Without any hesitation, the Devil held the blade and cut off the skin off from his head. It fell to the ground, as the golden fla continued to burn the Devil’s scalp into nothingness. Spots of black light ford and disappeared.
The Devil was now bald, and looked ridiculous. ngyao, the Lingyun Emperor, Black Puppy, and Sky-Devouring Snake all opened their mouths and roared with laughter.
Qingfeng also laughed, the Devil looked hilarious now that he had turned bald. He looked as if he had just gotten out of prison.
The White Hair Devil knew that he looked ugly from how the others laughed. It was unbearable for soone who minded his looks.
The Devil looked at Qingfeng coldly and said with murderous fury, “You asshole, how dare you use the Golden Flas to burn my hair? I must kill you today.”
“Ice-Snow Spirit Sword.” The Devil shouted, as he directly called out the Ice-Snow Spirit Sword from his interspatial ring.
The Ice-Snow Spirit Sword was three fingers wide, one ter long, and made of thousand year old Dark Ice and cold steel. It was silver-white, with strips of complex prints sculpted on it. It wasn’t any average symbols, but rather Monarch Law order talisman scripts.
The Devil sculpted the Monarch’s Law he acquired onto the monarch grade sword he once made.
This Ice-Snow Spirit Sword was very famous and had great fa in the Crimson Fire self-cultivation world, as many master had died under this sword.
Qingfeng’s iris shrunk as his eyes filled with shock, as he felt hints of tremors on the Ice-Snow Spirit Sword the White Hair Devil took out. The Ice-Snow Spirit Sword was too powerful, as an monarch level spiritual treasure, and wasn’t sothing Qingfeng’s Fire Supre Sword could beat.
Without any hesitation, Qingfeng put away his Fire Supre Sword. He knew that his Fire Supre Sword was only a eighth level supre spiritual treasure, and was vastly lower than a monarch grade spiritual treasure. If it clashed onto the opponent’s sword, then it would be destroyed imdiately.
The White Hair Devil looked at Qingfeng, as he smiled coldly and said, “How dare you make use the Ice-Snow Spirit Sword? So you’ve got so skills, but today I’ll kill you with my sword.”
The White hair Devil channeled his internal ice vital essence as he charged forward with his Ice-Snow Spirit Sword, and it ford a ray of sword energy several thousand feet big.
The sword energy soared through the sky, as it tore a massive crack in the heaven and earth, making the scene look like it was the end of the world, or doomsday.
Qingfeng’s face changed when he felt the power of the sword energy. He hurriedly activated his wind wings and ford a green whirlwind, dodging to the side.
The sword energy didn’t slash onto Qingfeng, but instead it clashed onto the several thousand ters tall mountain behind him. The massive mountain was shattered and fell to the ground.
All the supre level demonic beasts, trees, and rocks were all shattered, as a several thousand ter long crack appeared on the ground. Like an earthquake, the rocks rolled along the cracks, and looked horrifying.
Qingfeng’s face grew grim, with hints of fear. He felt the imperial spiritual treasure was too powerful, and even his physical strength wouldn’t have been able to stop it. Only his right hand’s Dragon Bone could stop it.
However, the Dragon Bone massively drained his spirit energy and vital essence, and like the Golden Fla, the tis it could be used were limited, as it couldn’t be used for long periods of ti.
The White Hair Devil coldly said, “Such fast speed, seems like you not only have Golden Fla, but you also have a wind-style spiritual treasure. How rich you must be.”
The White Hair Devil filled with joy, as he grew happier with more spiritual treasures Qingfeng had, because he believed that everything Qingfeng had would be his to take.
Qingfeng rolled his eyes when he heard the White Hair Devil, as he grew speechless and angry. Only Qingfeng was allowed to steal from others, but now it was reversed, as the Devil wanted to steal from him.
Qingfeng looked at the White Hair Devil before him, as he said with disdain, “You bald dumbass! Try and get if you can.”
Undeniably, the damage Qingfeng did when he said baldy was too strong. All of the White Hair Devil’s hair had burned off, so he turned as bald as a prisoner.
The Devil felt extre pain, because Qingfeng had burned all of his hair, now that Qingfeng poured more salt on his wounds, he grew more furious, as murderous energy filled his body.
The White Hair Devil roared as he waved the Ice-Snow Spirit Sword in his hands to form a ray of massive sword energy several thousand ters big and charged towards Qingfeng.
However Qingfeng had acquired wind wings, which helped him move at great speed, like a streak of lightning, and managed to suddenly dodge the White Hair Devil’s attack.
The White Hair Devil continued to swing the Ice-Snow Spirit Sword in his hands to form rays of sword energy that charged towards Qingfeng.
Qingfeng’s wind wings moved at rapid speed, and were able to dodge the White Hair Devil’s sword energy attack. However the wind wings quickly decreased the vital essence in his body, as Qingfeng gradually felt unable to hold up his vital essence.
He then entered into the interspatial ring, wanting to eat all of the elixirs to recover his vital essence. However he found no elixirs inside.
Qingfeng had just eaten all the recovery elixir, and now he had to rely on his own physical energy, and ntal energy to forcefully activate the wind wings, in order to dodge the Ice-Snow Spirit Sword’s attack.
Light flashed before the White Hair Devil’s eyes, as he took out four array flags from his interspatial ring. Then he threw the flags in front of Qingfeng. The four array flags individually pointed towards the east, west, south, and north as it surrounded Qingfeng, trapping his body within the array formation.
Qingfeng’s eyes grew cold, as shock appeared in his eyes. Who knew the White Hair Devil would know array formations and use it to trap him?
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