Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil
Chapter 263 - 0263 Thousand Swords Dragon Slayer

Chapter 263: Chapter 0263 Thousand Swords Dragon Slayer

"How is it possible? This person must die, surely he will die in the mouth of the Spiritual Beast Black Snake!"

Ouyang Jie murmured, his eyes somewhat lost.

He couldn’t accept it, someone he originally regarded as an ant-like figure.

Now, like a carp leaping over the Dragon Gate, he became a devilish Martial Artist that even he had to look up to.

Ouyang Jie could now admit that even in the Southern Base City, such a devilish young Martial Artist couldn’t be found.

Possibly, only the older generation of Martial Artists could compare.

How could this not drive Ouyang Jie mad?

However, a small figure like Ouyang Jie was not worth Ye Qingfeng’s attention.

In the Cultivation World, he had seen countless cultivators with extraordinary talent, far more than a million.

Ouyang Jie was just the most insignificant grain of sand in the sea.

"Hiss!"

Finally, the Black Snake sensed Ye Qingfeng’s threat.

Its neck suddenly swelled up.

This was a sign of extreme danger sensed by a Demon Beast.

Cat-like Demon Beasts bristle, snake-like Demon Beasts swell their necks, dog-like Demon Beasts growl.

"Hoo!"

The Black Snake spewed a dense breath of Yin Cold towards Ye Qingfeng.

At the same time, its bloody mouth swiftly aimed to devour Ye Qingfeng.

Everyone could feel the stench from the Black Snake’s mouth.

"Die! He will definitely die. This is a Spiritual Beast, even if he is devilish, he can’t cross the chasm of a major realm."

Ouyang Jie clenched his fist.

Madness flickered in his eyes.

Meanwhile, Lian’er couldn’t utter a word.

She had already slapped herself so hard that her face was ringing.

"So, you were hiding your strength all along..."

Song Yu didn’t know what to feel.

Remembering how she had flaunted her Sword Dao realm, boasting it had reached the Solid Sword Realm of "Rain of Sword" in front of Ye Qingfeng.

Song Yu felt a wave of embarrassment.

This guy was the true Sword Dao prodigy.

The Unity of Man and Sword in the Unity Realm.

Song Yu thought that even if she cultivated for another ten years, she might not reach that level!

At this moment, all eyes were on Ye Qingfeng.

They wanted to see whether he would perish in the snake’s belly or if the Black Snake would be defeated.

However, everyone believed that the actual outcome would be the Spiritual Beast Black Snake eventually swallowing this young devilish Martial Artist.

"Heavenly Sword Technique!"

Ye Qingfeng pointed distantly.

Spiritual Power erupted from his whole body like the sun.

"Thousand Swords... Dragon Slayer!!!"

A thunderous noise ensued.

Swords in the sky.

Fragmented and transformed, one Sword Light, two Sword Lights... hundreds of Sword Lights, ultimately reaching over a thousand.

"Slash!"

A thousand Sword Lights, like a violent storm.

In an instant, the sharpness felt indescribable to everyone.

As if the thousand Sword Qi would cleave the world in two.

Like a meteor shower falling.

They descended with the swiftness of lightning from the sky.

The Sword Light was like water, instantly devouring the Yin Cold Fog spewed by the Black Snake.

A thousand Sword Lights.

Fell directly on the snake head of the Black Snake.

Under this Sword Qi.

The scales, hard as steel, felt like white paper.

One by one, the Sword Light sliced through them.

Like cutting tofu with a knife, like boiling water melting butter.

In everyone’s pupils, there was only the Sword Light dominating the sky.

Covering the entire snake body of the Black Snake.

"Hiss!!!"

A scream piercing through the heavens.

Echoed out.

It came from the mouth of the snake, a heart-rending scream.

The snake head was split open from the middle into two halves.

Moreover, the wound spread.

The entire snake body was also split apart.

The Spiritual Beast Black Snake, in just a moment.

Was cleaved into two halves.

A gush of blood shot to the sky, the smell of blood spreading around.

The split snake body, the wound as smooth as a mirror.

"Boom!!"

Like the collapse of a golden mountain or jade pillar.

The Black Snake’s corpse crashed down loudly.

Cracks on the ground spread like a spider web.

From then on, this Black Snake that had cultivated for a hundred years was slain by Ye Qingfeng with one sword.

"What... what kind of Sword Skill is this, Xuan Rank Martial Skill... or Earth Rank Martial Skill..."

Xiang Song and Mu Yang were so shocked their eyes seemed ready to leap out of their bodies.

They couldn’t help but shout loudly.

Too astonishing.

"Soul, Seize!"

The Black Snake was slain.

But Ye Qingfeng did not stop.

His gaze was neither joyful nor sorrowful.

A hazy glow rose from his palm.

Cooperating with his surging spiritual power.

Suddenly, he directly reached toward the center of the Black Snake’s head and withdrew his hand.

Afterwards, an ethereal and hazy soul was extracted.

Upon close inspection.

The soul looked identical to the Black Snake.

Only, it was reduced a million times in size.

"What... what... what, what is the origin of this young man..."

Ye Qingfeng’s methods were nearly like a Human Immortal.

Even the well-informed Elder Jin.

Couldn’t guess from which top clan in Huaxia he hailed, as a super prodigy.

Marvelous in skill.

At this moment, Elder Jin could only use this word to describe everything that happened concerning Ye Qingfeng.

"You... can you not be so monstrous!"

Song Yu murmured.

Her beautiful eyes shimmering, not knowing what she was thinking.

A thousand Sword Lights.

How terrifying was that.

How much robust Spiritual Power was required.

Coupled with how strong a Sword Dao Martial Skill, to unleash such a world-splitting Swordsmanship.

"Impossible, impossible, how can he not be dead, and he even killed the Black Snake."

"What... what kind of devil is this, he must die!"

Ouyang Jie howled, with his eyes full of bloodshot threads.

Meanwhile, Lian’er was totally dumbstruck.

Unable to utter a single word.

But in her heart, the image of the invincible genius Ouyang Jie.

Was shaken.

Ye Qingfeng’s level of prodigy, how could Ouyang Jie possibly compare.

Originally, she thought this insignificant boy couldn’t be compared to her young master.

Like fireflies to the Bright Moon.

Now, the roles had reversed.

"You, too, shall meet your death!"

Ye Qingfeng turned his head, his dark eyes revealing nothing but coldness.

Here, except for Song Yu, everyone else, had to... die!

"Master, please, don’t kill us, we are mere ants, we shouldn’t have offended you..."

"We are willing to offer the magic of the Yin Ghost Sect..."

Xiang Song and Mu Yang knelt to plead for mercy.

Continuously knocking their heads.

In front of this peerless prodigy genius who had slain the Spiritual Beast Black Snake.

They harbored no trace of resistance.

Willing to offer everything.

Only hoping to save a dog’s life.

"You dare to kill me! The power of the Ouyang family is beyond your imagination, are you seeking death..."

Hearing Ye Qingfeng intending to kill them.

Ouyang Jie howled out.

Previously, only he had killed other weaker Martial Artists.

Even Martial Artists stronger than him.

Feared his potential and the power of the Ouyang family.

"Young master, shut your mouth..."

Elder Jin scolded Ouyang Jie.

At this moment, he was already somewhat frightened out of his wits.

Yet Ouyang Jie still refused to yield, wanting to use the Ouyang family to pressure such a devilish Martial Artist.

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