1317 Thousand-Year Blood Python Bloodline (1/2)

Chapter 1317: Thousand-Year Blood Python Bloodline

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Zhentian Mo's face became pale. He never imagined Qingfeng Li could actually sober up and was not seriously injured.

Looking at the Qingfeng Li's incoming palm, Zhentian Mo raised his head to avoid it. Although his head was hidden, his face was not.

Pa!

Followed by a loud noise, Qingfeng Li's hand severely hit Zhentian Mo's right face, causing it to swell in redness.

”Qingfeng Li is so strong! He even slapped Zhentian Mo. Oh dear, I'm scared.”

”Zhentian Mo is a Spirit Emperor, yet he got face-slapped so hard. What a disgrace as the number one self-cultivator of the Devilish Dao.”

”Didn't you notice that Qingfeng Li actually defeated Zhentian Mo's Blade Energy Devil.”

”Yes, I noticed. Qingfeng Li's body must have a mysterious power to counter that devilish blade's energy.”

The surrounding self-cultivators were talking, their eyes full of surprise as they looked at Qingfeng.

Zhentian Mo stood dumbfounded. He had been the number one cultivator in the Devilish Dao for decades. After he entered the first layer of hell, he even obtained an emperor level spirit fruit and broke through to the Spirit Emperor Realm.

Zhentian Mo thought that he was invincible within the World of Self-cultivators and that he could do whatever he wanted, fight anyone he wanted to fight, and kill anyone he wanted to kill. However, the reality gave him a fierce slap to the face.

Qingfeng Li was only a Spirit King Realm master who had a lower cultivation level than Zhentian Mo, but he actually slapped Zhentian Mo's face.

Shame, this is a shame!

Zhentian Mo felt this was the biggest embarassment of his life. And, it was seen by all the other self-cultivators.

Zhentian Mo knew that if he wanted to brush off his shame, he needed to kill Qingfeng Li. The only way to prove to those people his own strength and protect his dignity was to kill Qingfeng Li.

”Qingfeng Li, how dare you hit my face. You completely enraged me. I am going to rip you into thousands of pieces and let you have a painful death.” Zhentian Mo's face turned gloomy and every single one of his words were full of killing spirit.

”Devil Emperor Saber, Sky Blade Shadow,” Zhentian Mo shouted, as he swung his Devil Emperor Saber forward and turned it into a red blade energy devil.

This blade energy carried along a scream of terror and an invincible force. It rushed toward Qingfeng Li with the intent to kill.

The blade energy devil was like a blood-sucking leech and entered Qingfeng Li's body, wanting to suck out all his blood.

Qingfeng Li had experience this time. He channeled the Golden Flames in his body and rushed toward the blade energy devil. It absorbed all of the devilish blade energy instantaneously into nothingness.

Qingfeng Li looked arrogant. He laughed with disdain, ”Zhentian Mo, your Devil Emperor Saber attack is useless to me. You should try something different. You need to use your most powerful attack, or you will be killed immediately.”

Seeing Qingfeng Li untouched and insulting him, Zhentian Mo was extremely pissed, as if volcanoes were bubbling and would erupt at any time, burning everything in sight.

Zhentian Mo put away the Devil Emperor Saber from his body, he knew that the Devil Emperor Saber was powerful but it was not enough to kill Qingfeng Li.