Chapter 381 Flame Demon Lord

"Ha! Is there anyone else who wants to fight on the stage? You are not going to be a coward, are you? Of course, if you are willing to be a coward, I, Song, can do nothing but win the three-sect competition with tears in my eyes, but you will have to avoid seeing me in the future."

Song Tianming stood proudly on the battlefield, looking around at many cultivators, his eyes were stern and his momentum was high. He wanted to stand out today, to strive for the first place, and to step on everyone under his feet. This is his invincible way.

So Song Tianming was extremely arrogant, murderous, and indescribably powerful and domineering.

Naturally, Song Tianming was so domineering and arrogant, and even had some contemptuous eyes, which directly aroused the dissatisfaction of many cultivators. A group of talented cultivators were furious, and even murderous, trying to pull Song Tianming off the throne and kill him completely.

At this time, a young cultivator with a resolute face, eyes like torches, wearing a golden robe, and surrounded by a faint divine light walked onto the stage. His name was He Yong, and he was the chief genius of the Yunhe Sect. His cultivation was terrifyingly powerful, and his talent was against the sky and demonic. He was even praised by the Tianwu Sect.

There is no doubt that He Yong is a legendary genius. He has left countless heroic deeds in the Qiongbei Territory and has killed many talented teenagers who dared to challenge his authority.

Seeing He Yong stand up, many cultivators felt relieved. Song Tianming would definitely suffer a heavy loss this time.

If He Yong came forward, Song Tianming would definitely lose miserably, be completely crushed, and be defeated.

He Yong had an upright posture, sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and a green shirt fluttering in the wind, like a god walking in the world.

"Song Tianming, you dare to be so arrogant, you really don't know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is. I, He Yong, will teach you a lesson today, let you know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is. Remember, after losing, you can only take a detour when you see me in the future!"

"Stop talking nonsense, come and die!"

In an instant, the two of them exchanged fists and feet, and the murderous aura collided, like a needle against a wheat spike, ready to explode, and the sword was drawn.

At first, the two of them tried their fists and feet, and the fist wind whistled, like a dragon and a tiger fighting, and every blow shook the void. But seeing that Song Tianming's swordsmanship was superb, his body was agile, and every sword he swung was full of sword intent, directly pressing He Yong's vitals.

Although He Yong's body was strong, he could not resist Song Tianming's silky and pervasive sword intent, and for a while he was a little stretched.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them turned to the mental force field to compete with will and wisdom.

Song Tianming closed his eyes and concentrated, his sword heart was clear, and he used the sword intent to build a spiritual barrier that was indestructible.

He Yong recited the magic spell, attracted the vitality of heaven and earth, and turned into thousands of illusions, trying to confuse Song Tianming's mind.

However, Song Tianming's sword heart had long transcended the mortal world and was not moved by external things. He Yong's illusions were nothing but passing clouds to him.

After a series of failures, He Yong finally couldn't hold back. A flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and he shouted in a low voice: "Moving Flowers, Start!"

As his voice fell, the divine light around him surged, and thousands of vitality gathered into flowers. Each flower contained the power to move mountains and seas. It bloomed instantly and turned into a rain of flowers, sweeping all directions. The whole sky was shrouded by this majestic energy, as if a doomsday storm was coming.

"What a great moving flower, it really lives up to its reputation!" Seeing this, Song Tianming was not afraid, but more eager to fight.

Song Tianming stretched out his body, like a dragon swimming out of the sea. The Chaos Demon Sword seemed to come alive in his hand. The tip of the sword lightly tapped, and the sword light weaved, interweaving and colliding with those energy flowers. Every confrontation burst out with dazzling light, tearing the void, leaving shocking cracks.

"Hmph, a mere sword cultivator dares to compete with my divine way?" He Yong was full of vigor, forming seals with both hands, constantly urging the Flower Moving Heavenly Art, and the energy flowers became more and more dense, and the offensive became more and more fierce, as if to swallow the entire world.

"The path of sword cultivation, even if there are thousands of people, I will go!" Song Tianming raised his sword eyebrows, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He knew that a true sword cultivator would never be afraid of any challenge.

Song Tianming took a deep breath, the chaotic energy in his body boiled, and the sword intention and sword heart merged into one, reaching an unprecedented realm.

"Chaos is boundless, one sword breaks all laws!" Song Tianming shouted, and the Chaos Demon Sword swung out violently, an unprecedented sword light cut through the sky, and wherever the sword light passed, whether it was the energy flower or the void crack, it was swept away, as if even time and space were cut off by this sword.

"How is this possible?" He Yong widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief. As a Shinto monk, he mastered the ancient secret method of moving flowers and heavenly skills. He thought it was enough to sweep the same level, but he didn't expect that Song Tianming would break the sword moves.

Seeing that the situation was not good, He Yong's eyes flashed with a fierce look. He chanted a spell and quickly formed seals with his hands. He saw the void behind him twisted for a while, and then a deafening roar sounded, and a huge monster slowly stepped out of the void. It was the Flame Demon Lord he contracted.

A terrifying energy life condensed by endless magma, and also an innate fire spirit.

The Flame Demon Lord was majestic, surrounded by blazing flames, like a walking volcano. He held a towering giant sword in his hand, with hot lava flowing on the sword. With a slight swing, sparks flew everywhere, as if he could easily ignite the world and turn all living things into ashes.

"Song Tianming, today I will let you see the horror of my Flame Demon Lord!" He Yong sneered, and then he and the Flame Demon Lord communicated with each other and launched an offensive together.

Faced with this sudden change, Song Tianming was not surprised but happy, and his eyes were more eager to fight.

Song Tianming knew that only in desperate situations could a true strong man break through himself and reach a higher realm.

So, Song Tianming took a deep breath, the chaotic energy in his body surged, he slowly raised his hands, and lightly tapped his fingertips. Suddenly, green lotuses bloomed around him. Each green lotus contained the power of the chaos at the beginning, fresh and mysterious.

"Chaos Green Lotus Sword Art, start!" Song Tianming shouted in a low voice, and his figure suddenly turned into a green shadow, shuttling between the green lotuses. Wherever the sword tip pointed, the green lotus bloomed and turned into a sharp sword light, heading straight for the Flame Demon Lord.

The clash of sword light and flame instantly made the entire battlefield extremely hot.

Song Tianming's swordsmanship was agile and elegant. Every sword avoided the flame attack of the Flame Demon Lord just right, and at the same time left deep sword marks on his body.

The Flame Demon Lord was extremely powerful. When the giant sword was swung, the flames were like dragons, colliding violently with the sword light, and a deafening roar broke out.

"Hmph, a mere sword light wants to hurt my Flame Demon Lord?" Seeing this, He Yong sneered, and then increased his strength, driving the Flame Demon Lord to launch a more fierce attack.

However, at this moment, Song Tianming's eyes suddenly became deep, as if he had realized the essence of the Chaos Green Lotus Sword Art at this moment.

"Chaos is born, Green Lotus evolves, and one sword gives birth to all things!" Song Tianming shouted, and the chaotic energy in his body instantly boiled to the extreme. The Chaos Demon Sword in his hand seemed to be given life at this moment. On the sword body, the Green Lotus pattern kept flowing, and an ancient and powerful aura spread.