Chapter 12627

Chapter 12627

As soon as he finished speaking, Confucius was suddenly entangled by the bone whip.

At the same time, a cold glint pierced through his back and down to his chest.

The impact point was precisely at the heart.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared blankly at the figure that had appeared out of nowhere behind Confucius.

He was wrapped in a shroud from head to toe, with only one ghostly eye showing, and a blood-red longsword in his hand.

His body was permeated with tangible corpse energy, and there was also a terrifying, earth-shattering sword intent.

Lin Yi's eyelids twitched.

This is a powerful demon comparable to a pseudo-three-zhang-tall Dharma form!
The young demon saint said smugly, "Let me introduce you. This guy was the most powerful swordsman among you humans in his previous life. Now he is my servant. You can call him the Sword Demon."

Sword Demon?
Lin Yi's expression turned somewhat serious.

In terms of sheer terror of sword intent, this thing was truly the most terrifying thing he had ever seen in his life.

At this moment, Confucius suffered a severe injury. His heart, a vital organ, was ruptured. No matter how powerful he was, even a master of the Four-Zhang Dharma Form, he was basically doomed to die.

Is Confucius also going to perish today?
The moment this thought arose, everyone felt as if the sky was about to fall.

First came the Slaughter Saint, then the Scheming Saint, and now the Confucius Saint. The five saints representing the top families of Tianjun have all left the stage. This sudden and overwhelming tide of the times is truly suffocating.

What's even more crucial is that even Confucius couldn't withstand a single blow from the other party, so who else present could withstand it?
Could it be that even someone as powerful as Emperor Saint would be nothing more than a single strike in his presence?
This kind of thing sounds unbelievable at first glance, but it has suddenly developed to this point, and who dares to say that it will definitely not happen?
At this moment, the bone whip demon seized the opportunity to attack Confucius's head.

With his heart ruptured and attacked from both sides, Confucius seemed destined to die!

At the last moment, Confucius suddenly grabbed the head of the bone whip demon with one hand, accompanied by a mysterious low chant, and suddenly exerted force in his hand.

The bone whip demon's head exploded instantly, its brains splattering everywhere.

As its slowly collapsing remains fell, everyone in the audience was stunned.

This is not over yet.

Confucius, holding the tailbone of the bone whip demon in one hand, swung it back at the knife demon behind him.

Under the impact of a tremendous force, the Blade Demon was actually forced back!

This is a pseudo-three-zhang Dharma form!
"That's really fierce."

The young demon saint clicked his tongue as he watched this scene.

Confucius's behavior at this moment was completely unlike the gentle and kind elder that everyone knew; instead, he seemed more like a brute among brutes.

Not to mention others, even Lin Yi was astonished when he saw it.

All I can say is, don’t judge a book by its cover.

The shock of what I saw was no less than that of Lin Daiyu wielding a hundred-pound hammer and acting as a human battering ram on the battlefield.

But it was clear to anyone with eyes that Confucius was already at his last gasp.

The next second, Confucius was suppressed by the sword demon. In addition to his heart being pierced and burst open, his abdomen was pierced by the long sword again.

However, it still did not collapse.

The young demon saint crossed his arms and suggested with great interest, "How about we make a bet and see how many blows he can withstand?"

Lin Yi frowned and remained silent.

The curses and complaints that Confucius had just suppressed began to resurface.

They didn't know why Confucius had such a strong will to live, but even the most ignorant ordinary person understands that everything has its limits.

If the Demon of the Knife continues to stab him like this, it's only a matter of time before Confucius falls.

He might die suddenly in the next second.

At this moment, looking across the entire scene, only Lin Yi still had the strength to save Confucius.

Lin Yi was still standing with his hands in his pockets.

Lin Yi suddenly spoke up: "Let's bet something else, bet on whether you can withstand one of my moves."

"Okay!"

The young demon saint's eyes lit up, and he immediately became alert.

It has wasted so much time; this is the moment it has been waiting for.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lin Yi opened his arms, and a faint light gradually gathered in his palms.

Immediately afterwards, all the power of the Dharma forms began to surge wildly, and an incomparably vast momentum suddenly erupted.

The air currents swirled overhead, stirring up pebbles and dust from the ground, and in the blink of an eye, a terrifying giant tornado condensed and took shape.

At the very center of the tornado, the light grew ever brighter, illuminating the entire battlefield with dazzling brilliance.

In a daze, everyone felt as if there were two suns in the sky.

The immense aura that emanated from it made not only the people of Tianjun pale in comparison, but even the high-level demons who were indiscriminately slaughtering felt instinctively fearful and terrified.

"What kind of move is this? The pressure is terrifying!"

"I don't know, I've never seen it before, but it's definitely the strongest move I've ever seen!"

"As expected of the Terminator, when he does make a move, it's a heaven-defying killing technique!"

"No, is it really necessary to make such a big fuss to deal with a weak little demon?"

"Making a mountain out of a molehill! I think he's just showing off his strength, not trying to help Confucius out of a predicament at all!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and run, you idiot! If they come crashing down, we'll all be cannon fodder!"

"That bastard completely disregarded whether we lived or died!"

The reactions varied, but the young demon saint, who was at the forefront, became increasingly excited upon seeing this.

It didn't know what Lin Yi's trump cards were, but even judging by intuition, it knew very well that once this move was used, it would be his strongest move!
At this moment, the conceptual-level parasitic factors within its body are extremely active, all eager to try.

They waited for Lin Yi's move to land before taking the opportunity to invade his body and devour everything he had!
As the two were facing off, a high-level demon that had just emerged from the passage suddenly released a powerful aura comparable to that of a four-zhang-tall Dharma Avatar expert, rampaging and killing its way through the area.

In the blink of an eye, he stood in front of the evil young saint.

Facing Lin Yi's towering tornado, the demon roared wildly, ready to risk its life, attempting to shield the young demon saint from this calamity with its own body!
Demons have always been synonymous with chaos.

But for the sake of the young demon saint, these high-ranking demons present were willing to give up everything.

This has nothing to do with loyalty; it's purely an instinct ingrained in their very being.

"court death!"

The young demon saint snorted coldly, his tone full of impatience and contempt.

The act of loyalty shown by this high-level demon before it was seen as utter arrogance and ignorance.

It simply raised its hand casually.

An invisible force erupted instantly, and the body of this high-level demon, who was comparable to a four-zhang-tall Dharma Avatar expert in the eyes of the crowd, suddenly froze.

Before it could even scream, it was smashed to pieces, reduced to a pile of rubble.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

The expressions on everyone's faces were replaced by shock.

The anger and disdain on the faces of the Tianjun people who had just been in Yin Yang Lin Yi suddenly froze, replaced by deep fear.

Even the top experts who were fighting hard had expressions of horror on their faces.

More than anything, it's unbelievable.

"What...what kind of monster is this?"

A powerful demon of the four-zhang Dharma form level was actually slapped to pieces by such a seemingly weak and frail young demon?
Is this reasonable?