I was framed, but I suppressed the whole sect

Chapter 121 Do You Have a Misunderstanding of Weakness?

The enormous demonic shadow seemed to fill the abyss of the sky, and a pair of scarlet eyes looked down at Fang Yun in the darkness.

"Kneel down."

At the same time, an incomparably terrifying holy power crushed down towards Fang Yun.

The Demon King of Hate wanted Fang Yun to kneel directly in front of him. When his holy power appeared, the ground was sinking.

It was like thousands of raging waves constantly crashing down from the void.

The Hateful Demon King felt that even though Fang Yun’s soul power was strong, his cultivation was too weak now, and he could easily crush Fang Yun with just his holy power.

However, facing the terrifying holy power, Fang Yun's expression was extremely calm.

The suppression of Fang Yuntiandao's divine body by these holy powers can be almost ignored.

"you······"

"You seem to have a lot of secrets."

When the Hateful Demon King saw this, the hideous smile on his face gradually disappeared, and greed appeared in his eyes.

Fang Yun is only at the second level of the Spiritual Sea now. The fact that he can withstand the Holy Power shows that Fang Yun has a treasure on him that can withstand the Holy Power.

All the treasures from that year were damaged, and now the Hateful Demon King was penniless. He could not suppress his excitement when he found that Fang Yun could ignore the Holy Power.

The moment the voice fell, the Hateful Demon King disappeared mysteriously, and came directly in front of Fang Yun. He stretched out a finger and pointed it hard at Fang Yun.

The Demon King Hateful did not hold back at all when he pointed this finger.

"Netherworld Cave Heaven Finger, Shattering Stars!"

This finger seemed to be able to shatter the stars.

boom!

When the finger landed in front of Fang Yun, a loud roar rang out, causing pain in the eardrums. In the eyes of the Hateful Demon King, Fang Yun's defense would surely be broken under such an attack. After all, no matter how powerful the treasure was, Fang Yun was only at the Spiritual Sea Realm and could not fully unleash its power.

But the result was that Fang Yun didn't even move, and he blocked the Netherworld Cave Sky Finger's Star-Breaking Technique of the Demon King Hateful.

Looking at the colorless cover covering Fang Yun's body, the eyes of the Hateful Demon King were filled with strange light.

"Eucharist!"

"You are a holy body, not just an ordinary holy body. You have actually cultivated the holy body to the point of minor success. No wonder you dare to disperse your power."

"Hahaha!"

"God has been very kind to me."

"After taking over your body, my future path of cultivation will be smooth."

Fang Yun was not hurt, and the Hateful Demon King was not afraid at all. Instead, he laughed excitedly.

"Watch me destroy your holy body."

"Devil Devouring Body!"

From within the body of the Hateful Demon King, streams of demonic energy emanated, enveloping Fang Yun entirely, attempting to corrode Fang Yun and break Fang Yun's colorless shield.

"I am still anxious to see the inheritance of Emperor Qingxiao?"

"I won't play with you anymore."

Fang Yun originally wanted to use the Hateful Demon King to test the limit of his current combat power, but seeing that the Hateful Demon King, who was planning to use the demon's energy to erode him, had run out of tricks, Fang Yun was disappointed.

"Humph!"

"It's just the Spirit Sea. Can you hurt me?"

"You are still standing now only because of the Holy Body."

"Even if you have only achieved minor success in your holy body, you are still my younger brother in front of me."

After hearing Fang Yun's words, the Demon King Hateful did not take them seriously. In the eyes of the Demon King Hateful, Fang Yun had already been a fish on the chopping board.

"is it?"

"Take my punch."

Fang Yun sneered upon hearing this and punched out directly.

The fist was thrown out, and the terrifying fist intent burst out.

"Ok?"

"Not good!"

Feeling the fist intent emanating from Fang Yun, the Demon King Hateful felt inexplicably uneasy, because he discovered that his demon soul seemed to be afraid.

Just plan to avoid this punch.

However, just as he was about to take action, the Demon King Hateful was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat.

Fang Yun's punching speed seemed really slow, and an ordinary warrior could easily dodge it. But when the Hateful Demon King wanted to dodge, he was shocked to find that he could not dodge it, as if Fang Yun's fist was everywhere.

This shocked the Demon King Hateful. He realized that it was not that Fang Yun's punch was too slow, but that Fang Yun's punch was beyond his understanding.

"Demon Armor Appears!"

The Demon King of Hate snorted coldly, and the demonic energy quickly condensed on his body to form a set of demon armor.

This magic armor is comparable to a defensive holy weapon and is indestructible.

Even if Fang Yun's punch was powerful, in the eyes of the Demon King Hateful, there was no way he could hurt him.

However, when Fang Yun's fist landed on the magic armor, the magic armor, which was supposed to be indestructible, began to show dense cracks and then exploded directly. Fang Yun's fist hit the chest of the Hateful Demon King hard.

boom.

There was a loud noise.

The magic armor of the Demon King Hateful Heaven exploded along with his body.

In front of Fang Yun's eyes, it turned into a ball of blood mist.

"you······"

A shocked voice rang out among the blood mist.

That was the voice of the Demon King Hateful, and obviously this also surprised the Demon King Hateful.

Countless demonic auras gathered together, and the Demon King of Hate appeared in front of Fang Yun again.

"it is good!"

"very good!"

"What a holy body!"

"With this holy body, there will be no limit to what you can do after you achieve perfection."

"Your holy body is definitely among the best holy bodies in the immortal world."

Even though his body was destroyed, the Demon King Hateful remained unmoved. His pair of burning, bloodthirsty eyes stared at Fang Yun, as if he wanted to devour him.

"He's not dead yet?"

Seeing the figure of the Demon King Hateful appear again, Fang Yun was indeed a little shocked. Under such an attack, Fang Yun felt that the Demon King Hateful should be dead.

Sensing Fang Yun's expression, the Demon King Hateful laughed.

"Boy, didn't the king just say that?"

"As long as the demon soul is not destroyed, this king will be immortal."

"And I am from the Immortal Soul Clan. The strength of my soul is beyond your imagination. How can such an attack destroy my demon soul?"

"If it were so easy, Qing Xiao would not have chosen to seal me, but to kill me instead."

Seeing Fang Yun's shocked and surprised expression, the Demon King Hateful finally showed a smile on his face.

After all, being ignored by Fang Yun all the time made the Demon King Hateful begin to doubt himself.

Making Fang Yun afraid and fearful is exactly what the Hateful Demon King wants most.

"Are you starting to get scared now?"

“How boring!”

"My tricks have just begun. Don't collapse too quickly, otherwise I will be disappointed."

The Hateful Demon King laughed grimly.

Thinking about how to deal with Fang Yun next.

"Are you scared?"

"It's just a little unexpected."

"And now that you have told me your weakness, why would I be afraid?"

"If I destroy your demon soul, won't you die?"

Fang Yun stared at the Demon King of Hate and spoke word by word.

"Weakness?"

"Boy, do you have any misunderstanding about weakness?"

"Do you think my weakness is the devil soul?"

"Who below the immortal can kill this king's demon soul? Tell me, who is it?"

"Hahaha!"

After hearing Fang Yun's words, the Demon King of Hate laughed out loud, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

The devil soul is the strongest weapon of the Hateful Demon King. No one below the level of an immortal can wipe out the devil soul.

The Demon King Hateful never thought that his immortal demon soul was his weakness.

After all, Emperor Qingxiao was unable to annihilate the evil soul of the Demon King Hate the Sky until his death, which shows how powerful the evil soul of the Demon King Hate the Sky is.

"Under the Immortals, invincible?"

"Not necessarily!"

Fang Yun didn't take it seriously when he heard this.

As soon as these words were spoken, at the bottom of the abyss, beside Fang Yun, a number of flying swords of soul power condensed and emerged.

Ten, a hundred, a thousand...

In a flash, the number of flying swords condensed by Fang Yun's soul power reached one hundred thousand.

One hundred thousand flying swords powered by soul power were suspended in the air, pointing at the Demon King Hateful.

“No, no, no…”

"Absolutely impossible, this is an illusion, this is an illusion!"

The Demon King Hateful, who had been able to remain calm from beginning to end, completely changed his expression when he saw this.

Even those powerful members of the Heavenly Demon Clan who have reached the level of Ascension cannot fly with so many soul power flying swords.

What's more, the Fang Yun in front of him is a human cultivator.

It is a fact that the human race is the weakest among all races, both in body and soul. The reason why the human race is powerful is that it grows quickly.

"cut!"

Fang Yun was too lazy to waste time. As Fang Yun uttered the word "kill", a hundred thousand flying swords condensed from soul power formed a terrifying sword formation and killed the Demon King Hateful.

"what······"

“No, no, no…”

A shrill howl sounded in the sword formation.

The sound became weaker and weaker, and the demon soul that was said to be immortal quickly disappeared and could not be resisted at all.

After three breaths, the screams from the bottom of the abyss completely disappeared.

At the bottom of the entire sky abyss, not even a trace of demonic energy could be sensed. The Demon King Hateful was completely dead and there was no possibility of him coming back to life.

"That's it?"

Seeing that the Demon King Hateful died so quickly, Fang Yun was a little disappointed. He was not worthy of the 100,000 soul power flying swords at all.

"Hiss, the consumption is a bit high."

"What a shame, he was fooled by this grandson."

As the flying swords disappeared, Fang Yun felt a little dizzy. His soul power was consumed a lot this time, making him want to curse.