"Ha ha, die!" The completely dominant Divine Messenger gave Dongbo Xueying no chance to catch his breath, charging forward with a pair of axes in his hands, slashing horizontally.
In mid-air, Dongbo Xueying suddenly twisted his body, and his spear shot out like a venomous snake emerging from its den!
Whoosh!
A single-handed thrust! The spear was fast, and its length was fully utilized, almost instantly piercing the face of the Divine Messenger.
"Too ruthless, too fast." The pursuing Divine Messenger was startled by the life-threatening spear thrust, "How did his spear technique become so fast? It wasn't this fast before!"
He had no time to think and instinctively brought his pair of blood axes together.
As if two doors were closing, they completely blocked the spear's path.
"Thud."
The spear tip and the blood axe blade collided. Although the single-handed thrust was fast and sudden, it was far less powerful than sweeping, slashing, or chopping. Still, it made the Divine Messenger feel a jolt in his blood axes.
"It should be you who dies." As soon as Dongbo Xueying landed, he immediately charged at the Divine Messenger again. Snowflakes drifted, and his spear transformed into a blur, launching an attack.
"Clang clang clang..."
Hundreds of spear shadows instantly enveloped the area, even faster than before.
The Divine Messenger was taken aback. He instinctively defended himself in a panic, not daring to counterattack, for Dongbo Xueying's spear technique was so fast that he felt he might not be able to defend if he attacked: "How could his spear speed increase so much? Was he hiding his strength before? Damn, how can such a young man be so strong!"
"Thud."
After angrily thrusting hundreds of times, Dongbo Xueying's spear spun and fiercely struck the Divine Messenger's head.
The Divine Messenger met the attack with both blood axes, and with a "thud," he felt a surging force pass through his axes, causing him to stagger backward.
"Thud thud thud."
Dongbo Xueying either struck, swept, or slashed. His spear was like a dragon connected to him, attacking crazily and swiftly.
The Divine Messenger kept retreating, his movements becoming distorted, and sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Whoosh."
The sound of the air being torn apart echoed in his ears as the spear tip instantly pierced through the gap between the two blood axes.
Pfft!
The Divine Messenger's eyes bulged, and his blood axes clattered to the ground, the sound echoing throughout the hall.
...
"Whoosh." Dongbo Xueying suddenly pulled out his spear, leaving a large blood hole in the Divine Messenger's throat, blood gushing out. He clutched his throat, eyes wide, and looked at the black-clothed youth with a terrifying aura, feeling a sense of injustice. He had risen from a guard of a noble family, known for his cruelty, and was revered as the 'Blood Axe Knight.'
To gain power, he spared no effort.
For a high-level martial technique, he slaughtered a noble family's young master and his team, torturing them to obtain the detailed technique.
For the divine weapon, the Blood Axe, he massacred an innocent family.
After being sent to the Flame World for punishment, he was approached by the Demon God's people, who promised to help him escape and offered a forbidden technique. He finally decided to betray the entire Xia Clan and join the Demon God, becoming a Divine Messenger.
Escaping back to the mortal world with a slim chance of survival, his injuries were only half-healed, yet he was about to die at the hands of a young spear master with no fame.
"You, you..." The Divine Messenger stared at Dongbo Xueying, suddenly noticing the faint blood-red aura surrounding the black-clothed youth.
"Too... ancient..." His eyes widened, but his vision was already darkening, and blood gushed from his mouth. The Divine Messenger's eyes were wide, staring at Dongbo Xueying, "I, I, remember, my name is... Blood..."
His body convulsed, and he weakly knelt, then fell to the ground, blood slowly spreading around him.
A generation of a tyrant, a demon to the mortals—
The Blood Axe Knight 'Chou Fan'—was dead.
The others present, including the sub-temple enforcer 'Lu Huiru,' did not even know his name! The Blood Axe Knight had never revealed his true identity after escaping from the Flame World, as the Xia Clan was still hunting him.
The only one who recognized Chou Fan was Tang Xiong, who had lived for over 160 years, but unfortunately, Tang Xiong was already dead.
As for Dongbo Xueying, Yu Jingqiu, and Si Bao Rong, they did not recognize his identity, as he was a formidable figure from long ago.
"Do you call yourself Blood?" Dongbo Xueying did not hear clearly and shook his head, looking at the Divine Messenger's corpse, "No matter who you are, you are the first titled opponent I have faced. I will remember you."
Saying this, Dongbo Xueying quickly removed the two rings from the Divine Messenger's body. Both rings were storage treasures, easily refined with martial energy.
"Such a large space."
Dongbo Xueying was somewhat surprised.
Both rings had very large spaces, one about three meters long, wide, and high, and the other was similar. This was considered very large for storage treasures. Dongbo Xueying's Flying Snow Divine Spear had always been disassembled and carried because he lacked a sufficiently large storage treasure. After all, disassembly and reassembly took time, which could be crucial in a critical moment.
"Now I don't need to disassemble it, and I can carry more short spears." Dongbo Xueying smiled, a happy moment. He then began to examine the items in the two rings.
There were quite a few items, as the three-meter space was like a mobile mini-warehouse.
...
The entire hall was silent.
Yu Jingqiu and Si Bao Rong, hiding behind a pillar, held their breath, watching the scene. In the snow, the terrifying Divine Messenger, enveloped in black aura, had his throat pierced by a spear! Dongbo Xueying stood nearby, pulling out his spear.
"Did Dongbo Xueying win?" Si Bao Rong held his breath. When the Divine Messenger used a forbidden technique and Dongbo Xueying's bloodline power erupted, he could no longer understand their battle.
Because it was too fast.
Below the titled level, one was like an ant before a titled opponent.
Titled... was the true beginning of one's path, and some of the top-tier ones were not inferior to extraordinary beings!
"Too strong, this Dongbo Xueying is too strong, and he's only 22 years old?" Yu Jingqiu was also shocked. She had seen many young talents at Changfeng Academy and was hailed as a prodigy herself, but she realized... Dongbo Xueying was the most outstanding genius she had ever seen, a 22-year-old titled strongman.
And just now, he had directly killed another powerful titled existence.
Yu Jingqiu also felt admiration, and she was grateful, as Dongbo Xueying had saved her.
...
"Divine Messenger, great Divine Messenger, defeated? Dead?" Lu Huiru, hiding far away, was stunned. He looked at the Divine Messenger's corpse lying on the ground, bleeding, and felt a chill in his heart.
The three layers of gates in the hall had already fallen, completely sealing it to prevent the intruders from escaping!
Reopening the gates would take too long, and these Dragon Mountain Tower sent strongmen... especially Dongbo Xueying, who could probably kill him instantly.
"Finished."
Lu Huiru did not think of begging for mercy.
As the head of the Demon God's sub-temple in Qinghe County, his identity meant no one would dare let him go!
"Damn, damn, damn Dragon Mountain Tower." Lu Huiru glared at the three outside, a strange disk appearing in his hand. He let out a mad, eerie laugh, the sound echoing in the hall, "Ha ha ha... let's all die together! Great Demon God, I'm coming!"
At the same time, he violently spun the disk in his hand.