Rare treasures, noble women, and limitless futures were placed in front of Blade River Demon and Green Scaled Visitor. They had defeated seven opponents and held on until the end.
The winner could have everything, and the loser could only die.
Who would be willing to die?
As the battle escalated, the two of them became completely bloodshot. Long Chen could only hide. Otherwise, if he were to accidentally get caught in the crossfire, all of his plans would be for naught.
Of the seven white jade swords, the Green Scaled Visitor and the Blade River Demon each had three, and the last one had been taken by Miss Yao, but Long Chen was not worried at all. Only those who truly survived could have all of them. As long as Long Chen had the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, the other side would never succeed.
This battle was long and intense. The two were completely in a state of madness, putting their lives on the line just to find a chance to kill each other.
Blade River Demon's entire body was covered in blood, all from the opponent's sharp claws. The venom of the Green Scaled Guest had spread throughout his body, and it wasn't the venom from the tip of the tongue, otherwise he would have ended up like Miss Yao. The scales on the Green Scaled Guest's body were also covered with cuts of various sizes, some of which were so deep that the bones could be seen. Both of them had astonishing recovery abilities, but even they couldn't withstand such a degree of damage.
In reality, after an hour of fighting, the two evenly matched opponents were already like arrows at the end of their flight. Normally, they would have been able to kill each other, but they didn't expect each other to hold back. For the sake of everything, they adjusted themselves to the craziest state of fighting, and in the end, neither of them could do anything to the other.
"Ghost Blade, shatter."
Blade River Demon retreated. During this process, the twenty black skulls on his saber suddenly shattered, turning into bone dust that condensed on his body. His body began to change ferociously. Black keratin grew all over his body, and his entire being emitted an evil aura.
After the skulls shattered, the Ghost Blade turned into a real blade, even sharper than before.
"I've never seen you use something like this before."
Green Scaled Visitor didn't panic, but instead laughed. He really didn't expect Blade River Demon to be so hard to deal with. Especially at this moment, he was unimaginably strong.
"Ultimate form."
Boom.
The cave trembled.
The Green Scaled Guest landed on the ground on all fours. His body expanded, and he finally turned into a half-man, half-frog monster. His body was crooked, and his body was huge. The dense scales on his body grew out again, and his mouth became incomparably huge. The mouth of a frog was now filled with the fangs of a wild beast, and his tongue that was several meters long swept through the air.
"I've never seen you like this either. Despicable."
Blade River Demon originally thought that once he revealed the true form of the Ghostly Soul Blade, he would be able to kill his opponent.
The two of them were already in a heated battle, but Young Mistress Yao was still unable to move. Seeing this snow-white lady, they grew even more frenzied, engaging in an even more intense battle in this cave. As for Long Chen, who still didn't dare to show himself, they had long forgotten about him.
Boom boom boom.
An even stronger tremor was emitted.
The fact that an eighth level Nirvana Tribulation Realm martial artist could fight to such an extent in this narrow space was truly an eye-opener for Long Chen.
'Kill, it's best if I can kill both of them,' Long Chen silently muttered.
Another fifteen minutes passed, and the two of them were once again drenched in blood. Under the relentless attacks of the other party, it could be said that the world was spinning, and their bodies were extremely weak.
"I'm almost able to kill him. As long as I kill him, I can have everything …"
The two of them only had each other in their murky and bloodthirsty eyes. They continued to fight in a daze, and only occasionally would they look at Young Mistress Yao and the seven floating celestial swords with a fiery gaze.
The temptation of treasures and beauties was so great, but in the end, only one person could obtain them …
"Die, die, die."
The Green Scaled Guest's body was covered in saber wounds. One of his arms was chopped off, and his neck was almost broken as well. But he still roared and attacked like a crazed demon.
"All mine, all mine, no one can take them away. I, Blade River Demon, will become an unparalleled expert."
The ancient dao weapon, the Ghostly Soul Blade, spun crazily. The entire cave was filled with ghostly shadows, and saber qi was everywhere. There was almost no place for Long Chen to hide.
Fight.
Fight.
"They've both gone mad … Could it be …" Young Mistress Yao looked around in astonishment. Only now did she realize that if the two of them were to die in battle, didn't it mean that Long Chen didn't even need to do anything? Just with a few words, he would become the biggest winner?
He had such a good grasp of the human nature of the people here. Was he a human or a monster?
How could he be sure that the Green Scaled Guest and Blade River Demon would both be seriously injured? Young Mistress Yao herself felt that there would be one expert who would survive …
She didn't know how important the Eight Celestial Swords were to the two of them. It was something that could make them lose their minds. They both felt that they were only one step away, just one small step.
But this step was enough to take their lives.
Up until now, the two of them had almost exhausted their Nirvana Force. Being able to hold on until now was mostly due to their willpower. For them, the whole world had turned into the color of blood.
Retreating in defeat, attacking again. In order to hold on until the end, they were both confused.
The Green Scaled Guest was only looking for an opportunity to poison his opponent with the Tongue Frog Venom. The weaker his opponent was, the greater his chance was.
"I'm almost there. After finishing this guy off, I'll take care of Young Mistress Yao. I don't believe that brat will just watch. Once he appears, I'll kill him."
The Green Scaled Guest finally found an opportunity. He tore off a large piece of his opponent's flesh, and his tongue was like a steel needle, stabbing towards his opponent's neck.
At this time, Blade River Demon's eyes lit up. In his extreme exhaustion, he swung the Ghost Soul Blade with all his strength and cut the Green Scaled Guest's tongue in half.
The Green Scaled Guest let out a shocking scream, holding his broken tongue. He didn't expect Blade River Demon to still be able to hit him.
The tongue was cut off, and the attack failed. But it didn't matter. What mattered was that Blade River Demon had completely gone mad. After cutting the opponent's tongue, he used up the last of his strength, and like a whirlwind, he chopped at the opponent's huge head.
"Stop, stop!" The Green Scaled Guest held his head with one hand and quickly retreated.
But how could Blade River Demon stop? In the midst of his opponent's screams, he crazily chopped the opponent's head into pieces, then chopped the opponent's body into minced meat. After confirming that the opponent had lost all signs of life, he threw away the Ghost Soul Blade in his hand, held his face with his bloodstained hands, and laughed crazily.
"I won, I won, I got the Eight Heavenly Swords."
Blood continued to flow from his body.
He suddenly felt very tired. His body couldn't move, and his vitality was quickly fading.
In front of him was the unsightly corpse of the Green Scaled Guest.
Blade River Demon suddenly felt someone behind him. He struggled to stand up, turned around, and saw that it was Long Chen. He laughed again: "Brat, I know you want us to kill each other, but you're too useless, and I'm too strong. I've already killed him, take out your Kill Immortal Sword."
Long Chen originally thought that he would have to fight, but it turned out that he didn't need to. He had underestimated the beastly nature of humans in the face of benefits.
The Blade River Demon moved his feet with difficulty towards Long Chen with a cruel smile on his face.
Long Chen reached out his hand and pointed at his abdomen.
Blade River Demon was startled. He looked down and saw a scarlet tongue piercing into his abdomen. This was the tongue of the Green Scaled Guest. Even though he had cut it off, the tip still pierced into his body.
"I … I …" Blade River Demon suddenly felt that the feeling of exhaustion was real. Just like Miss Yao, all his strength was disappearing. He first knelt on the ground, then his body slowly collapsed. His eyes were filled with disbelief.
He tilted his head and looked in the direction of Miss Yao.
Long Chen, who was standing beside him, followed his gaze to Lady Yao, and said softly, "You think I'm from the Ancient City of Martial God? But, I don't know her."
On the other side, Miss Yao looked at Long Chen with a dazed expression.
This person who had only appeared once from the start to the end had already become the biggest winner without him doing anything.
"I can't accept this, I can't accept this …" Blade River Demon was unable to move. His face was filled with madness, and tears of blood flowed down his face.
He wanted to raise his head and look at Long Chen, but unfortunately, he didn't have the strength to do so.
"This is fate."
Death was inevitable in battle.
Although Long Chen wasn't cruel, he wasn't merciful either. When the other party recovered, he would definitely kill him. In that case …
He took out the Lingxi Sword and pressed it against the other party's body, stabbing it in under Miss Yao's gaze.
Blade River Demon struggled for a while before his eyes dimmed, and he left this world. He had finally finished off his opponent, but he didn't expect to meet such an ending.
Perhaps this was what they had expected from the moment they killed their first comrade.
The curse that Long Chen remembered when Huan Xishui died had indeed come true.
He collected the six white jade swords and left the last one in Miss Yao's divine kingdom. Dragging the blood-stained Lingxi Sword, Long Chen walked toward Miss Yao step by step. His heavy footsteps echoed in the cave.
The sound of his footsteps seemed to have landed on Miss Yao's heart. Although Long Chen wasn't strong, at this moment, he had transformed into a demon in her heart. She evaded his gaze, mustered her courage, and berated, "What do you want?"
The Eight Furies of the Star River were all dead. This young man is very strange. Will he kill me …?
Thinking of death, her heart struggled, and her body trembled. The sea frog poison hadn't passed yet.
By the time she finished speaking, Long Chen was already standing in front of her. The black sword was propping up her chin, so that her face was facing Long Chen. The coldness of the blade made Miss Yao even more afraid.
… …