Immemorial War God

"Did you see that? No one feels that you will win, but unfortunately, I won't give you the chance to admit defeat. "    

"Is that so?" Mo Feng squinted his eyes and with a flash of cold light, he wielded his axe and attacked first.    

"If you want to fight, just fight. What a load of crap!"    

"Splitting Mountain!"    

The battle axe suddenly turned into a massive mountain splitting axe, as if it wanted to split apart the arena!    

Hua Yugang's face changed abruptly as a look of shock flashed in his eyes. Without increasing his strength, this move was enough to forcefully fight against someone at the sixth level of the stellar state.    

"Crippling Wind Demon Saber!" Hua Yu took out a large blade and roared as he slashed at Mo Feng.    

"Clang!"    

After colliding with Mo Feng with one move, he was forced to retreat, staggering and barely able to stop himself at the edge of the stage. Even if his fighting strength was comparable to someone at the sixth stage of the stellar state, his opponent was at the eighth stage of the stellar state, relying on his little strength alone to be instantly at a disadvantage.    

"Hmph."    

Hua Yu just saw himself crushing Mo Feng with his blade, and sneered, before he turned and walked towards Mo Feng.    

"Although my Crippling Wind Demon Saber only has one move, it is a demonic path battle skill with incomparable might. Boy, next I'll let you know the true might of a demonic path battle skill!" Hua Yugang grinned fiendishly as he raised his broadsword. He loved the thrill of being crushed.    

"Devil Dao battle skill."    

As everyone heard this, their eyes flashed and they couldn't help but cry out. There had always been very few demonic path battle skills, and every one of them were extremely powerful. They were even more tyrannical than skills of the same level.    

"Mo Feng is dead for sure." The crowd coldly laughed and could not help but feel excited. Soon, they would be able to go to the manor to obtain the fruits of their harvest. Seeing Mo Feng, they saw that Mo Feng did not have any fear on his face, but had a sneer on his face, causing everyone to be startled.    

"What's he laughing at?"    

"Devil Dao battle skill? "How laughable." Mo Feng sneered, he turned the axe in his hand and the Demon Axe Power began to gather its strength. The demon techniques were powerful, just like Dong Zhengyu's buddhist battle skills, they were extremely powerful, but in terms of demons, he was the devil's ancestor in front of Dong Zhengyu's Demon Axe Power!    

"Damn it!" Hua Yugang's face darkened. He actually dared to call him laughable. Die!    

"Crippling Wind Demon Saber!" With a loud shout, dozens of streams of demon qi gushed out of the blade and wrapped around the blade, causing people to shiver.    

"This is a demonic technique?" Everyone's eyes widened. The full power of a demonic path battle skill was astonishing. It was a rare skill that they rarely saw.    

"Demon Axe Power!"    

Mo Feng roared in his heart, as he brandished his battle axe and hacked downwards. A dim light flashed on his battle axe, and it disappeared in a flash.    

"Clang!"    

With just one clash, Mo Feng was forced to retreat once again. Hua Yu Gang laughed sinisterly, and took the chance to chase, once again striking his battle axe.    

"Clang clang clang!"    

After blocking a few moves, Mo Feng had been forced back to the edge of the stage, the grin on Hua Yu Gang's face became even wider, the attack from his hands became even stronger, and this move he was going to use to hack Mo Feng into pieces!    

"Die!"    

"Boom!"    

A loud explosion rang out as the demonic Qi on the blade dispersed, while Mo Feng stood firmly at the side of the stage, unscathed. Hua Yu Gang's face changed.    

"How did you break my battle skill!" How could his last attack be broken through by Mo Feng? This was too unreasonable!    

"The demonic path's battle skill was actually broken, what's going on!?" Everyone was stunned. The demonic path's battle skill was so powerful, how could it be suddenly broken?    

The elders on the stage all stared, they did not see how Mo Feng broke through Hua Yu Gang's technique, and it was as if he suddenly disappeared, if not for Hua Yu Gang being shocked, they would have thought that Hua Yu Gang took back his technique.    

"Is that even worthy of a demonic technique?" Mo Feng sneered, and the axe in his hand shook.    

"Explode for me!"    

"Boom!"    

In the blink of an eye, a terrifying demonic qi erupted from the battle axe. It was the same as the one Hua Yugang used, but the color was deeper!    

"Demon, demonic energy!"    

"Heavens, how could this be!"    

Hua Yu was just scared silly standing there, the people below immediately jumped out, why did the demon qi appear on Mo Feng's battle axe? Wasn't it supposed to be above the Huayugang blade? What was going on?    

This action had completely exceeded their expectations.    

All of the elders on the stage sat up in shock. They thought that Mo Feng was definitely going to die, but they never expected that Mo Feng would be able to break through Hua Yu Gang's technique.    

"Let me show you what is called demonic qi!" Mo Feng's cold voice sounded beside his ears. Hua Yu Gang's gaze regained its focus, but Mo Feng had already slashed apart his great blade and directly slashed towards the top of his head!    

"No!"    

"Clang!"    

With a desperate roar, he immediately raised his blade to block, but he was instantly sent flying by Mo Feng's battle axe!    

"AHH!"    

Hua Yu Gang, who was in mid air, screamed out and spat out a mouthful of blood. Especially that strong demonic qi, it was the first to be defeated!    

"Bam!"    

Hua Yu fell off the stage and spat out another mouthful of blood.    

Everyone looked at Hua Yu Gang who was lying on the ground in a daze, their heads unable to think. How long had it been since Mo Feng had been suppressed from the start, to when Hua Yu Gang had fallen in defeat. It had only been a few breaths, and in such a short period of time, the gap was too big for them to accept.    

"Hiss!"    

Mo Feng took a deep breath, fighting Hua Yu Gang would not be an easy task for him, it was just that Hua Yu happened to be dead and was using a Demonic Battle Skill to fight him, it was simply giving him a head. Let alone a Hua Yugang, even if a Demonic Cultivator came today, they would still have to fear his Demon Axe Power by three points!    

Although the Demon Axe Power was only the first move of the Battle-Sky Tyrant Axe and its power was only equivalent to a high-grade yellow-rank battle skill, it was a Heaven Tier Battle Skill and a pure devil!    

"Mo, Mo Feng won!" When Yi Jinglin saw Mo Feng's mouth open, he could not believe what he had just said. He jumped up happily and grabbed Dong Zhengyu, and said excitedly:    

"Dong Zhengyu, did you see that, Mo Feng won!?"    

Dong Zhengyu smiled, he knew Mo Feng would not disappoint him, and the battle was extremely quick, which was exactly what Mo Feng had done, and he had ruthlessly slapped everyone's faces!    

"Judge, hurry up and announce the result!" Yi Jinglin shouted excitedly.    

The referee at the side came to his senses, looked at Mo Feng with a complicated expression, and announced:    

"Mo Feng wins!"    

"Phew" Mo Feng let out a long breath, he turned his axe, causing the demonic Qi above to dissipate, but it did not dissipate, and actually rushed towards Hua Yu Gang who was beneath the stage!    

"What's going on?" Seeing this scene, everyone did not understand. Mo Feng's eyes narrowed, and did not try to stop it, but instead, strands of devil energy wrapped around Hua Yugang, and at the moment, Hua Yugang was like a magnet.