Chapter 318: Chapter 188: Sword God Xu Yan Kills You i

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Xu Yan reached out to grab the treasure pouch on the stone table. Suddenly, with a loud bang, the crimson stone coffin shattered, and a crimson hand stretched out from the coffin, grabbing his wrist.

“Young man, you have killed Huo Tu and arrived here. You are not mediocre. I am in need of fresh blood food!” said a chilling voice.

Xu Yan remained calm, as if he had known all along. He didn’t withdraw his reaching hand but directly gripped the treasure pouch. At the same time, his wrist was grasped by the crimson hand.

A powerful, eerie aura emanated from the crimson hand.

The crimson hand manifested faint bloody red flames, seemingly corroding and refining the flesh, absorbing the essence of his flesh.

As Xu Yan gripped the treasure pouch, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and sword light emerged from his wrist. Like a revolving wheel of swords, it ensnared the crimson hand.

The sword wheel rotated, seemingly about to sever the crimson hand.

“Huh!” exclaimed a surprised voice from the shattered crimson coffin.

The hand that was gripping Xu Yan’s wrist hurriedly withdrew, but the sword wheel acted like a bracelet and stayed on the wrist, spinning around.

“What is this?”

With a rumble, the stone coffin exploded completely, and a crimson figure stood upright.

The figure was surrounded by a strange bloody red aura, its other hand swung to shatter the sword wheel.

Xu Yan sneered, and the sword wheel suddenly grew larger, encasing the figure within its spinning form.

“Well done, boy!”

The crimson figure, however, was unafraid. With a loud bang, fierce bloody flames appeared on its body, emanating a maudlin, decaying aura and transforming into something like viscous blood, covering the sword wheel.

A sizzling sound arose.

Xu Yan furrowed his eyebrows, becoming a bit more cautious.

The sword wheel melted under the cover of the bloody flame. Xu Yan didn’t make another move but stared at the crimson figure with a frown.

The figure had crimson long hair and appeared very old, yet seemed to be filled with blood, exceptionally red.

An eerie aura was constantly emanating, along with a faint, unusual smell of blood.

“Could it be that you are the real Demon Lord Huo Tu?” Xu Yan asked, surprised.

“I am the Blood Fiend King of Demon Sect, and Huo Tu was just my disciple.” The Blood Fiend King’s eyes were blood red, faintly shining with crimson light.

“Blood Fiend King?” Xu Yan frowned. Not knowing the name, he could only guess that someone who was a mentor to the Demon Lord Huo Tu must also be a formidable figure in the Demon Sect.

“Your disciple Huo Tu is dead. We had an agreement that if I killed him, all his treasures would be mine. Therefore, I’m taking this pouch,” said Xu Yan, tying the treasure pouch to his waist.

The Blood Fiend King frowned, looking somewhat displeased. “Young man, have you never heard of me?” He was a notorious figure within the demon sect, having slaughtered an entire city singlehandedly to refine vital essence blood and ascend to the realm of Great Grandmaster.

Despite being under siege by many strong martial artists, he had managed to slaughter and refine blood essence, even killing several peak Great Grandmasters, which eventually helped him break through the bottleneck of the peak Great Grandmaster and significantly enhance his strength.

However, after the prime minister vanished and the demon sect shattered into fragments, he suffered injuries while competing for supremacy with several other faction leaders and fell into an ambush. He was severely injured and had to fake his death and hibernate up to now.

Huo Tu, the Demon Lord, was his disciple, who brought him fresh blood food to maintain his vitality and allowed him to survive until now.

Anyone who had some understanding of the Demon Sect and the Inner Realm Martial Arts would inevitably know of his notorious reputation as the Blood Fiend King.

Xu Yan glanced at him with indifference, saying, “I have no interest in knowing about you old worthless pests. It’s quite normal not to know.”

Worthless old pests?

The Blood Fiend King laughed grimly, “A delicious blood meal dares to despise me…In all my years, this is a first. Living long does indeed make one experience all kinds of situations!” He was brimming with a terrifying power that resembled viscous blood.

Xu Yan replied coldly, “You lived for so long with such weak power, and you still dare to be arrogant. Is it that difficult to admit you’re a waste?” Xu Yan had no fondness for the members of the Demon Sect, especially this one, a Demon who cultivated through violence and slaughter.

The Blood Fiend King, who radiated such a terrifying power and eerie crimson aura, must have slaughtered countless martial artists to attain his current strength.

“Kneel before me!” The Blood Fiend King roared when feeling insulted. He bumped the ground in fury, releasing a power that could intimidate even demigods.

Xu Yan stayed calm and unfazed. A faint Sword Intent emanated from him and instantly transformed into the Sword Wheel of Life and Death.

“I’ll use you for polishing my Sword Dao!” The sword wheel split into two streams of light, representing life and death, and fiercely attacked the Blood Fiend King.

At this moment, the Blood Fiend King’s expression changed drastically. Could it be that this youngster was a Demigod Realm cultivator, since he remained unaffected under the pressure of his Demigod Realm majesty?

Moreover, he suddenly noticed something unusual about Xu Yan’s aura; it didn’t belong to a Grandmaster or a Great Grandmaster, and certainly not a Demigod Realm cultivator.

Boom!

An enormous hole exploded from the barren mountain, and two figures flew out.

One was as red as blood, the terrifying bloody red aura making the figure seem like a horrifying wave of viscous blood. In the figure’s hand was a crimson hook emitting a ghastly aura.

Xu Yan, holding a longsword, released the Sword Wheel of Life and Death with each swing, constantly shifting his attack.

The Blood Fiend King became more and more horrified as the battle continued. Every time he shattered the strange sword wheel, a second one would immediately appear.