Chapter 137: The Final Battle Comes to an End

  The two men on the stage had another round of verbal sparring, neither yielding to the other.

  "Kid, talking is useless, now let me show you my true power!" Qian Kun's body burst out with a loud noise, his bones making cracking sounds, seemingly preparing to unleash some kind of martial skill.

  Chen Xuan didn't dare to be careless, the power of a heavenly-level martial skill was something he had experienced personally. His own Shadow Nine Changes and Seven Kills Sword were basically already at the level of a heavenly-level martial skill, which is why he could accomplish many cross-level challenges.

  Qian Kun's body had a burst of energy, and Chen Xuan saw that Qian Kun's body was several centimeters taller, and his whole person was also slightly fatter. What kind of kung fu is this? Chen Xuan was stunned, but he didn't dare to be careless, and he concentrated on fighting back.

  Qiaoxiao plate, a burst of sarcastic laughter came from Qian Kun's mouth, piercing and unbearable, Chen Xuan even wanted to cover his own ears. What kind of kung fu did this Qian Kun practice? How could it change his temperament along with it? Chen Xuan thought to himself.

  "Little brat, today you'll taste my ancient victorious Buddha fist. This is a Buddhist martial art created by a Western demon lord, unmatched in power. You little mongrel, today I'll let you know what the Eternal Demon Realm is." Qian Kun said.

  Suddenly, a lot of demonic energy appeared on the scene, but it also carried a hint of Buddhist energy. It was completely two extremes, combining Buddhism and demonism. I don't know how this Western Demon Lord created this martial skill.

  Chen Xuan was also stunned by this demonic energy, but compared to his own evil and charming Shura aura, it was still inferior. His Shura aura was condensed from the killing intent of all living things, which was a higher level than demonic energy. Shura was the ancestor of the demon clan, and Lao Li had once told Gao that in ancient times, there was no demon clan, but rather the Shura clan.

  Time changed, the Shura clan began to fade out of people's sight, but another demon tribe emerged, which is now the Tianmo battlefield. These demons should be the descendants of Shura, and they no longer have the glory of the original Shura. However, they can still absorb a wisp of killing intent from the void to refine the Shura Dan. Chen Xuan's current furnace still stores over 100,000 of them, so the Shura Dan is the best nutrient for the demon tribe. The more Shura Qi absorbed, the closer the Tianmo will be to the Shura clan's system.

  The stage is now filled with demonic energy, all of which is emanating from Qian Kun's body. "Isn't the Dan Xuan Sect forbidden to practice demonic techniques?" Chen Xuan thought to himself.

  But Chen Xuan didn't even bother to think about it, these were not within his consideration range. In just a few breaths, Qian Kun's fist arrived instantly, and Chen Xuan finally experienced what was meant by speed, which was not only fast but also changed in many ways, with the entire fist shadow covering him completely.

  "Waiting is just your attack" Chen Xuan also rose up, the evil charm has returned to its sheath, Chen Xuan's fists also went towards Qian Kun, the two bodies quickly swept towards each other, in an instant they clashed together, a burst of pounding sounds, Chen Xuan's fist and Qian Kun's fist hit each other, each person threw out five punches, all were broken through by the opponent.

  Chen Xuan's Chi Yan Fist was repeatedly used three times to barely withstand Qian Kun's five punches. Qian Kun's fist technique was indeed extraordinary, and at the same level, he could defeat his opponent with just the Chi Yan Fist alone. Now, his own Chi Yan Fist could only barely hold on for a while, without gaining any advantage.

  Qian Kun didn't stop at all, and once again swung his fist towards Chen Xuan, left and right clashing, his fists were extremely fast, virtual and real, every move was a killing move, forcing Chen Xuan to use the Phantom Nine Changes to dodge around him. However, Qian Kun's fists were like ghostly shadows, always lingering near Chen Xuan's vital points.

  Chen Xuan was completely suppressed by this set of fist techniques, it seemed that he couldn't defeat Qian Kun with his fists alone, and had to resort to using the Seven Kills Sword. Chen Xuan dodged Qian Kun's attacks while thinking about how to quickly defeat him, the two of them clashing on the stage, one person's movements were agile, Qian Kun's movements weren't slow either, closely following Chen Xuan's footsteps.

  "Hey kid, what's the point of hiding? Weren't you sharp-tongued just now? Want to defeat me, why are you hiding and not making a move?" Qian Kun said with a sneer.

  "Are you really going to make me desperate? I just wanted to see your fist technique, now let's see how I'll trample you under my feet." Brushing off the evil charm, Chen Xuan drew out his sword and made a slanted stab. Qian Kun's fist, which was aimed at his own chest, retreated back, forced back by Chen Xuan's sword. Chen Xuan also gained a slight chance to catch his breath.

  "Your fist isn't fast, then let's compare and see whose is faster, your fists or my knife skills!" Chen Xuan was determined to go all out this time. The battle had already consumed more than half of the time, and he should have settled with Qian Kun by now.

  Zhan Feng, Chen Xuan's body rose up, the evil charm in his hand had already been simplified by Chen Xuan into more than a dozen knives. The redundant moves were all removed, leaving only changes that would not be repeated. The evil charm became elusive and unpredictable, even Chen Xuan himself became blurry.

  "Devil Buddha Together Cross" Qian Kun let out a low growl, his two fists changing left and right, also starting to become illusory. The silhouettes of the two men became vague and real at the same time, separated by one meter, yet feeling like they were separated by ten thousand miles.

  Bang, bang, bang! Chen Xuan's Wind Slashing Sword was blocked by Qian Kun's Gu Sheng Fo Quan. Chen Xuan's hand shook, and he thought to himself: "How is it that this Qian Kun's fist technique can be so powerful? It's even shaking my spiritual sword, making me feel like I'm about to lose control of it."

  "It seems that I still have to use that move, but I'm not very familiar with it yet. It should be enough to deal with Qian Kun, though." Chen Xuan received the while standing, without choosing to continue attacking, seemingly wanting to reserve his final blow. This blow, if he couldn't defeat Qian Kun again, aside from the Star Exploding Fist, really didn't have any other moves that could counter Qian Kun's Gu Sheng Fo Quan.

  "Kid, have you run out of moves to deal with me? Surrender obediently and become my dog from now on. I won't hold past grudges against you, as long as you listen to me honestly from now on. Maybe I'll even reward you with some martial arts skills, or even a Yuanling Dan. How about it?" Qian Kun said wildly

  "Looking for death!" Chen Xuan cursed, "Since you're looking for death, I'll make sure you remember every word you said today. You actually want me to be your dog? Chen Xuan was thoroughly enraged.

  Liusha Jian, the fourth knife of Qī Shā Dāo finally came out from Chen Xuan's hand, still as elusive and weak as when he faced Han Jiang, like a gentle breeze blowing towards Qian Kun, without any killing power. The knife energy of this knife was like a spring breeze blowing over the lake surface, the knife energy was like a ripple, moving towards Qian Kun.

  Qian Kun was stunned by this knife, did this kid think he could defeat me with just one knife? Hahaha, Qian Kun burst out laughing, "Kid, you'd better admit defeat. Wanting to beat me with this, aren't you being too delusional?" Qian Kun laughed and said.

  It seems very slow, like ripples in the water, slow and powerless. People who have really seen ocean waves know that when there is no wind, the waves may not be enough to destroy anything, but once a storm appears, even on hard reefs, over time, they will also be eroded by huge waves.

  Liu Sha Jian is this style, soft but not losing its vigor. The true killing move lies in the two words "Liu Sha", just like quicksand in the desert, seemingly slow and flowing, but once you're trapped, it will slowly drag you down to the bottom of the quicksand, ultimately swallowing you whole.

  After two breaths, the waves grew bigger and bigger, and suddenly the entire arena was filled with waves. The scene of a desert appeared on the arena, and the surroundings began to rotate, forming a whirlpool. Qian Kun stood at the center of the whirlpool. It was already extremely difficult for Chen Xuan to exert such an effect with his Flowing Sand Slash, and now he could see a hint of the flowing sand effect.

  At the moment the vortex appeared, Qian Kun felt that he was too late and had not made a counterattack, allowing Chen Xuan's waves to flow in all directions. At that time, it was completely invisible what kind of power it was. When the vortex formed, Qian Kun suddenly felt his legs go weak, with a feeling of being sucked into his lower body. What kind of martial skill is this? It even contains a hint of rule-based power! Qian Kun exclaimed in surprise.

  Chen Xuan currently doesn't fully understand the Flowing Sand Slaughter, so it took him two breaths to form. Once his strength improves, he'll probably be able to set up a massive Flowing Sand Array in just the blink of an eye.

  Give me a break, Qian Kun's fists hit the surrounding quicksand, but each punch had no effect at all, just like punching a sponge, completely powerless. The speed of the quicksand was getting faster and faster, Qian Kun felt the pressure getting bigger and bigger, his whole body was about to be trapped inside. Chen Xuan watched from the outside as the quicksand changed, searching for his own shortcomings.

  Qian Kun had no ability to counterattack at all, every punch he threw was absorbed by the quicksand, Qian Kun struggled desperately in the vortex, the power of the quicksand had taken shape, it was almost impossible for Qian Kun to break through now, unless he counterattacked when Chen Xuan set up the quicksand, but now everything was too late, he could only watch as the quicksand completely engulfed him, in just a few breaths, Qian Kun was completely submerged in the ocean of quicksand.