Chapter 393 Absolute Gap

Song Tianming, dressed in a flowing blue shirt, his eyes flashed with an unyielding light. Although he was born in a famous family, he never prided himself on his family background. He only wanted to prove the truth to the people with the sword in his hand.

On the other side, Wang Teng, as a demon from the Blood Pity Demon Cult, exuded a strong bloody aura. His Wanlian Demon Body was like an immortal demon god. Every inch of his skin contained the power to destroy the world. His realm cultivation had already entered the legendary realm. His magical skills were even more unpredictable and daunting.

"Hmph, Song Tianming, do you think you can compete with me with your little practice?"

Wang Teng's voice was as piercing as ice, and his eyes were full of contempt and disdain, as if he was looking at an ant-like existence.

Song Tianming ignored his ridicule, but took a deep breath, and the spiritual power surged around him. Thunder and fire intertwined, forming a series of dazzling halos that enveloped him.

Song Tianming took a deep breath, and thunder roared around him, as if a calamity had come. It was the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder that he had cultivated for many years, and each lightning contained the power to destroy everything.

However, Wang Teng raised a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, and the Wanlian Demon Body shook slightly. Those violent lightnings were like encountering a torrent of the abyss, and were instantly swallowed up without a trace, turning into a force in his body.

Song Tianming was not to be outdone, and pointed his sword at the sky, and the blazing phoenix flame bloomed. A phoenix condensed by pure flames flapped its wings and flew high, and the hot breath almost burned cracks in the space.

Seeing this, Wang Teng's eyes condensed slightly, and he saw the blood waves behind him surging, turning into an endless sea of ​​blood. The phoenix plunged into the sea of ​​blood, and was gradually eroded by the strange power in it, and finally turned into nothingness.

"Song Tianming, although you are extraordinary, you are just an ant in front of this demon!" Wang Teng's voice was as cold as ice, full of disdain and arrogance.

Song Tianming was shocked, but he did not despair. The Green Lotus Sword Art was his last resort.

The sword light was like a lotus. Each sword lotus contained the Green Lotus sword energy that purified everything and rushed towards Wang Teng.

Wang Teng snorted coldly, formed seals with his hands, and a huge demon shadow appeared behind him. It was the Demon Lord Dharma Image transformed from the Wanlian Demon Body in his body.

The Demon Lord waved his giant hand and easily smashed the sword lotuses. Under the residual power, even the air trembled.

Blood flowed from the corners of Song Tianming's mouth, but his eyes were still firm.

Immediately, an unprecedented power suddenly broke out in Song Tianming's body. It was the potential stimulated by his persistence in justice and desire for victory in the depths of his soul.

Song Tianming's figure turned into a green light and rushed straight into the sky. The long sword in his hand turned into thousands of sword shadows. Each sword contained his understanding of the laws of heaven and earth. This was exactly the Sword Heart Tongming Art he created.

With a loud bang, Song Tianming was hit by this powerful force. He flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, spitting blood and looking pale as paper.

"Hmph, you are vulnerable." Wang Teng snorted coldly, his tone full of disdain and ridicule.

"Song Tianming, if you have any tricks, just use them. Otherwise, you will have no chance." Wang Teng's words were full of provocation and ridicule, as if he was playing with a prey that was about to lose.

Song Tianming went all out, and the thunder magic power bloomed in his hands, like a heavenly calamity descending, and each lightning contained the power to destroy everything.

However, Wang Teng just smiled lightly, and his Wanlian Demon Body seemed to be born to restrain all thunder. The moment those violent thunder and lightning touched his body, they disappeared without a trace like a mud cow into the sea.

"Wang Teng, although you are strong, I, Song Tianming, will never surrender!" Although Song Tianming's voice was weak, it was full of determination.

However, Wang Teng did not show mercy. His attacks became more and more fierce, and each time was enough to put Song Tianming on the brink of life and death.

Each attack of Wang Teng was like a tsunami, and the power released by the Wanlian Demon Body was enough to shake the world.

His punch was enough to collapse the mountain.

His kick was enough to make the river flow backwards.

However, Song Tianming did not retreat because of this. With his determination to never give up, he broke free from Wang Teng's offensive again and again.

Song Tianming's thunder magic power bloomed brightly in his hands, and each lightning was like a heavenly calamity, trying to tear Wang Teng's Wanlian Demon Body apart.

However, Wang Teng was like an immortal demon god, and he could easily resolve Song Tianming's attack every time.

Wang Teng's blood sea magic power was like an endless abyss, swallowing all of Song Tianming's attacks, putting Song Tianming in an unprecedented predicament.

Song Tianming's clothes were stained red with blood, and his body was crumbling under Wang Teng's attack, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

Seeing that Song Tianming was still resisting stubbornly, Wang Teng could not help but sneer and decided to use the Blood Demon Pearl, the treasure of the Blood Demon Sect.

This pearl contains endless demonic energy and blood evil energy. Once released, it is enough to make the whole world tremble.

Wang Teng raised the Blood Demon Pearl high and silently chanted a spell. In an instant, a thick blood-colored mist surged out of the pearl and quickly filled the entire battlefield.

This mist contains a strong corrosive force. Even hard rocks will quickly melt after touching this mist.

Facing Wang Teng's Blood Demon Pearl, Song Tianming did not retreat. He gritted his teeth, urged the true energy in his body, and used his best swordsmanship - the Green Lotus Sword Formation.

The long sword in Song Tianming's hand turned into a green light and instantly split into countless sword shadows. Each sword shadow contained the Qinglian sword energy. Under Song Tianming's control, they quickly formed a huge sword formation, covering Wang Teng.

Each sword in the Qinglian sword formation seemed to have life. They flew and circled in the air, making crisp sword sounds.

Under Song Tianming's control, these sword shadows continued to attack Wang Teng, trying to break his blood magic bead defense.

However, Wang Teng did not panic. He snorted coldly, quickly formed seals with both hands, and urged the blood magic bead to release stronger magic energy, which collided fiercely with the sword shadows of the Qinglian sword formation.

In this battle between sword shadows and magic energy, the entire battlefield seemed to be torn apart, space was distorted, time was stagnant, and everything became blurred.

However, in this chaos, Song Tianming found a breakthrough. He keenly caught a tiny flaw in Wang Teng's activation of the Blood Demon Pearl, so he activated the true essence in his body without hesitation, gathered all the sword shadows in the Green Lotus Sword Formation into a huge Green Lotus Sword, and slashed towards Wang Teng's flaw.

This attack condensed all of Song Tianming's strength and will, and its power was enough to shake the world.

However, Wang Teng did not sit still and wait for death. He quickly activated the Ten Thousand Refining Demon Body, turning his body into a black lightning, avoiding Song Tianming's fatal blow.

At the same time, he also took the opportunity to launch a counterattack, punching Song Tianming on the back.

In an instant, Song Tianming's body fell powerlessly like a kite with a broken string.

Wang Teng looked at Song Tianming who was lying on the ground coldly, with a disdainful smile on his lips: "Humph, is this the so-called courage and persistence of a righteous cultivator? It's ridiculous."