Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 672 - 673: Cold-faced Demon Lord

Chapter 672: Chapter 673: Cold-faced Demon Lord

An hour had swiftly passed by.

The silence surrounding the arena gradually turned into a buzz of excitement—the true battle for the top ten platforms was about to begin.

"The battle for the top ten platforms commences now! The victor advances, the defeated is out!"

The elder of Tongtian Tower stood atop the highest spectator stand, his voice authoritative as he spoke.

"The first match’s opponents—Feng Mian from Beimang Academy against the Heavenly Demon’s Cold-faced Demon Lord!"

This first sentence, and it was Feng Mian’s turn again.

Feng Mian’s figure moved, suddenly dropping onto the platform.

And facing Feng Mian, his opponent was none other than the current number one of the Heavenly Demon’s sect, the Cold-faced Demon Lord.

Feng Mian’s eyes had already begun to size up this Cold-faced Demon Lord, whose status within the Heavenly Demon’s sect was almost equivalent to that of Night Monarch’s at Beimang Academy.

It could even be said, it was higher than Night Monarch’s standing at Beimang Academy.

Although the Night Monarch was also the first among his ranks at the academy, not everyone heeded his commands, but the Cold-faced Demon Lord was truly the first among the young generation of the Heavenly Demon’s sect.

There wasn’t a single youth in the Heavenly Demon’s sect who hadn’t submitted to him.

The martial artists of the Heavenly Demon’s sect were all unruly by nature. To achieve this feat, the Cold-faced Demon Lord’s strength must be even more terrifying than one could imagine.

In facing this Cold-faced Demon Lord, Feng Mian harbored not an ounce of underestimation in his heart; this person was without a doubt a formidable enemy.

"You’re Feng Mian? You’ve slain quite a few of our Heavenly Demon’s sect disciples. An unknown little fellow who has been quietly killing our sect’s disciples seems to really be intent on conflicting with our Heavenly Demon’s sect to the bitter end?"

The Cold-faced Demon Lord looked at Feng Mian and spoke coldly.

Feng Mian had killed many disciples of the Heavenly Demon’s sect, and these deeds were now crystal clear to him.

"Today, do you not plan to give our Heavenly Demon’s sect an explanation?"

"An explanation?"

A sneer appeared at the corners of Feng Mian’s mouth.

"A bunch of little devils that ran out from the Nine Demon City, killed them and still need to give an explanation?"

"Let alone killing a few of your little devils, even if those old geeks from the Nine Demon City were to come, I, Chu, would still kill them."

Feng Mian’s words were cold to the extreme.

In response to the Cold-faced Demon Lord’s words, his were not the least bit submissive; they were overwhelmingly assertive instead.

Killing the Heavenly Demon’s sect’s people? Killed them.

Those who dared to kill disciples of the Heavenly Demon’s sect were not few.

But those who dared to say such words in front of the Cold-faced Demon Lord were rare; it was a provocation that utterly disregarded the Heavenly Demon’s sect.

The numerous disciples of the Heavenly Demon’s sect below, upon hearing Feng Mian’s words, were all filled with righteous indignation, their killing intent glaring fiercely at Feng Mian, wishing to tear him to pieces there and then.

"Arrogance! Kill him!"

"To kill our Heavenly Demon’s sect disciples and still be so arrogant! He does not take our Heavenly Demon’s sect seriously. He is provoking our sect’s authority!"

"Kill! Those who are enemies of our Heavenly Demon’s sect! Must die!"

Countless disciples of the Heavenly Demon’s sect were shouting maniacally, filled with a murderous rage.

If not for the fact that this was a platform battle and they were not allowed to participate, they all wished they could join forces to annihilate Feng Mian at that moment.

"Very well, sufficiently arrogant! A presumptuous youngster who dares to provoke our Heavenly Demon’s sect like this hasn’t appeared for a long time. But Feng Mian, the more arrogant you are, the more miserable your death will be," the Cold-faced Demon Lord said icily.

"I know all about your fortuitous encounters. You merely acquired the inheritance of the Ancient Dragon Emperor and also received the legacy of the Beimang Saint Monarch in the Sacred Halls of Beimang Academy, didn’t you? Impressive fortuitous encounters indeed, but before me, you are still but an ant."

The Cold-faced Demon Lord’s expression changed, revealing a fierce and ferocious look.

"I will suppress you and imprison you in purgatory, to torment you thoroughly, so that you will forever be in boundless pain!"

"You are quite a big talker, but do you really think you have the chance to defeat me?"

Chu Fengmian replied calmly.

"Since you’re the talent nurtured by the Earth Fiend Sect, then let me kill you, this little demon, first!"

"Big words, I want to see if you can still talk tough when you’re suppressed by me!"

The Cold-faced Demon Lord sneered.

Before his words had faded, he suddenly made his move.

Demonic energy overflowed, displaying a thickness that was astonishing.

Instantly, in the arena, the heavens and earth changed color, and the surroundings of this battlefield seemed to have transformed into a domain of demons.

Both above and below, every place was filled with demonic energy.

The figure of The Cold-faced Demon Lord disappeared all at once within this demonic energy, his form completely obscured by it.

"Demonic energy filling the heavens!"

Endless demonic energy suddenly roared down, pounding towards Chu Fengmian.

In the hands of the Cold-faced Demon Lord, this demonic energy had been controlled to the most exquisite extent.

Clearly, he was deeply possessed by demons, truly transformed into one.

This demonic energy, seemingly harmless, could fill the space around Chu Fengmian at any moment, allowing the Cold-faced Demon Lord to activate his power at any time, striking from all directions.

His cultivation technique allowed him to hide within this demonic energy. As long as it existed, he could remain concealed indefinitely, occupying an invincible position and attacking stealthily from every angle.

Outside, it might not be such an issue, since one could choose to temporarily retreat.

But here, within the confines of the arena, with such a limited area, there was nowhere to escape, only fierce combat remained.

Compared to outside, the Cold-faced Demon Lord within the arena was much more difficult to deal with.

The demonic energy was gradually enveloping Chu Fengmian’s body.

Once enclosed within it, Chu Fengmian would indeed be in danger, at risk of defeat at any moment.

"With such a trifling path of demons, you dare to be arrogant in front of me?"

Facing the onslaught of demonic energy, Chu Fengmian stood still, his face unmoved, but from his mouth, he suddenly let out a thunderous roar.

This roar was a crystal-clear Dragon Roar, echoing resoundingly.

With the Dragon Roar.

The demonic energy enveloping Chu Fengmian immediately dissipated, shattered completely.

His Dragon Roar was the most effective way to counteract this demonic energy, smashing all the surrounding demonic forces to pieces.

The demonic energy vanished.

And the body of the Cold-faced Demon Lord was directly shaken out into the open.

"Dragon!"

The War Dragon’s Claw instantly materialized in front of Chu Fengmian, and with a swift swing, he struck.

"Demon Sky Claw!"

The Cold-faced Demon Lord, directly shaken off his feet, showed no change in expression.

With a sudden move, his pair of hands turned blood red, and two blood-red claws clashed fiercely against the War Dragon’s Claw.

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