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The sharp glow of the sword light flashed, causing the Demon King’s heart to tremble wildly, knowing he had no time to defend and almost instinctively dodged to the side!

"Swish!"

"Thud!"

Although the Demon King was quick to react and dodge, the blade still left a trail of blood on his neck!

The crimson blood slowly seeped out, strikingly conspicuous against the darkness of the night.

The Demon King reached to touch his neck, and upon seeing the crimson blood on his hand, his gaze towards Ye Xunhuan darkened all at once, and his entire being seemed to be enshrouded in an aura of death!

At this moment, although the Demon King stood in front of Ye Xunhuan, visible to him, he couldn’t feel any fluctuation of his presence, as if he were a cold corpse—an eerily strange feeling!

"Marshal, I truly did not expect you to be able to injure me!" The Demon King’s gaze was somber as he stared at Ye Xunhuan, his voice turning hoarse and icy at that moment.

As he uttered these words, a surge of fear filled the Demon King’s heart. Had he been even half a beat slower, his head might well have moved house from his body?

The very thought made the Demon King’s heart twitch uncontrollably.

"After all these years, you’re the first person who nearly killed me!" The Demon King said solemnly, "The first to make me feel the breath of death!"

"To show my respect, I will bring out my strongest fighting power!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the Demon King loosened his grip on the crescent-moon-shaped, giant scythe-like weapon in his hand, which, strangely, did not fall to the ground but instead hung spinning in mid-air, emitting a dark glow.

At the same time, a fearsome fighting intent surged from the Demon King, his body tense.

He seemed to grow bigger and taller all of a sudden, appearing even more imposing.

"Hiss..."

In an instant, the Demon King’s clothes burst at the seams, revealing slabs of muscle exposed to the air. His veins and tendons bulged, his eyes turned bloodshot, and his fighting spirit erupted like a volcano, boiling over completely.

In that moment, the Demon King seemed like a War God personified, emitting a killing intent that chilled to the bone.

Upon sensing the changes in the Demon King, Ye Xunhuan’s face instantly became extremely solemn.

This madman, he actually went Berserk, ready to fight with me!

Ye Xunhuan knew little of the Berserk state, only that it was the Demon King’s trump card, which could double his strength in an instant.

Doubling the strength, even by just a factor of one, would make the already formidable one of the ten overlords terrifying beyond measure.

And who the hell knows by how many times it will actually multiply!

Fuck!

In that moment, Ye Xunhuan felt he had bitten off more than he could chew.

If he had to name the most dreaded among the top ten overlords, then the Demon King would surely be at the top of the list!

This guy’s Berserk mode is no joke!

"Marshal, I’m not myself anymore. You’d better bring out your exceptional combat power, otherwise, if you die, don’t blame me!" The Demon King’s face slightly twisted with ferocity as he said with bloodshot eyes to Ye Xunhuan.

In this moment, the Demon King looked like a massive gorilla, akin to King Kong from the blockbuster American movies!

"However, rest assured, if you die, I will send your queen back to Huaxia, and declare to the world, anyone who touches your queen, I, the Demon King, will grind them to dust and scatter their ashes!"

"Demon King, since you wish to see my greatest strength, then I shall oblige!" Ye Xunhuan said solemnly, looking at the Demon King.

No sooner had Ye Xunhuan’s words fallen, than the Demon King’s right hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the Giant Demon Scythe floating beside him: "Giant Rock Breaker!"

"Whoosh!"

The Demon Lord’s right hand, clutching the scythe, suddenly swung down, striking toward the ground!

"Boom!"

A loud explosion echoed as several stalagmite-like spikes of rock and soil suddenly erupted from the ground, aiming straight for Ye Xunhuan’s lower body!

Seeing the earth spikes piercing up from the ground, Ye Xunhuan hastily tiptoed on the spot and immediately leaped into the air, not just escaping the danger but also swiftly slashing out several times with the blade in his hand!

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Sword Qi, like streaks of white light, howled down from mid-air, striking the earth spikes. A series of muffled thuds followed, sending soil flying and creating pits of various depths across the ground!

Mei Hanqing and Qiu Ruoxi, watching from the villa above, were completely dumbfounded by this scene. Is this... is this still a human?

How could a human possess such immense destructive power, how could a human wield powerful spells that only exist on screens and in books.

Indeed, to Mei Hanqing and Qiu Ruoxi, Ye Xunhuan and the Demon Lord seemed to be engaging in a magical duel, akin to a battle between gods!

As for what Mei Hanqing and Qiu Ruoxi were thinking at this moment, Ye Xunhuan had no time to consider; the Demon Lord, having gone Berserk, had become several times more terrifying than before.

The ferocious attacks came like a tide without any pause, and Ye Xunhuan’s chest was not only torn open by the scythe in the Demon Lord’s hand but also oozed streaks of fresh blood, making him appear extremely ragged.

However, the Demon Lord himself was not faring any better, also covered in dust and dirt, looking equally disheveled.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Xunhuan’s blade flicked, instantly diverting the Demon Lord’s threatening scythe to the side, and at the same time, he quickly retreated backward!

After regaining his stance, Ye Xunhuan reached out to touch the wound on his chest, then licked the bloodied finger, his expression savagely fierce.

Observing Ye Xunhuan’s ragged state, the Demon Lord burst into haughty laughter, extremely pleased with himself, "Warlord, it’s pointless for us to keep fighting like this. I don’t want to dawdle either. Let’s each use our strongest move, and decide the outcome in one fell swoop!"

Hearing the Demon Lord’s suggestion, Ye Xunhuan nodded without hesitation, "That’s exactly what I want!"

With the Demon Lord lost in his Berserk state, if this state wasn’t broken, neither knew when the fight would end.

Both the Demon Lord and Ye Xunhuan were aware of this, so they decided to use their strongest moves to determine the victor!

"Yin Yang Unity!"

As he spoke, Ye Xunhuan’s blade moved through the air calmly but swiftly, as though it were etching a giant Sword Net filled with killing intent.

The Demon Lord was not idle either; his Giant Demon Scythe quickly slashed through the air, and in an instant, a phantom of a lion appeared above the Demon Lord, howling as it charged at Ye Xunhuan with its gaping maw!

"Roar!"

The phantom lion, its massive mouth agape as if provoked, seemed determined to shred the challenger to pieces!

"Get lost!"

Ye Xunhuan bellowed in anger, the Sword Net instantly meeting the lion phantom head-on.

"Boom!"

A massive, thunderous sound erupted suddenly, kicking up dust all around.

The next moment, under the dark night, Ye Xunhuan and the Demon Lord both emerged almost simultaneously, then collided fiercely mid-air, followed by an explosive sound like thunder.