Chapter 905

"How can it be you?"

Young forefather Feng was startled for a moment before he reacted. A trace of wariness crept onto his face.

Though he found it hard to believe, the one rapidly approaching him was none other than Chen Yu!

In that case, all of his subordinates had perished.

"Did an expert secretly help me?"

Young forefather Feng wondered.

But if there was an expert helping him, why didn't that expert show himself and kill him as well?

Whoosh!

Young forefather Feng activated his half-step origin energy and flew away.

At the same time, he came to a conclusion.

Chen Yu must've killed them all!

How long had it been?

Chen Yu was stronger than he'd imagined.

But in young forefather Feng's opinion, his strength was definitely above Chen Yu's.

This was due to his confidence as a descendant of the Blood Devouring Clan, the fact that he could break through to the Star Condensation realm at any time, and the powerful trump cards in his hands.

But now, this was the territory of humans and monsters. In order to avoid reinforcements from Black Demon Valley, he couldn't fight with Chen Yu.

Whoosh!

Young forefather Feng's speed was extremely fast, leaving behind a three-hundred-zhang-long red shadow in the air.

Boom!

Chen Yu's speed was just as fast, stirring up violent howls as he chased after young forefather Feng with demonic aura and murderous intent.

"I can't shake him off?"

Young forefather Feng's expression darkened.

If Chen Yu hadn't been so fast, the mole elder and the one-armed man wouldn't have been killed and he would've had a chance to escape.

"Piss off for this Junior Ancestor."

Fury burned on young forefather Feng's gloomy face.

He waved his palms, igniting a crimson flame in the sky.

In front of him, crimson flames soared into the sky and condensed into a three-hundred-zhang-wide fireball, like a crimson sun hanging in the sky.

Boom boom!

The blood-red sun constantly sprayed out huge flaming rocks the size of houses. They were like flaming meteors that covered a large area.

As long as this move could stop Chen Yu for a moment, young forefather Feng could shake off Chen Yu.

In the face of this move, Chen Yu did not dodge. Instead, he rushed out like a sharp sword.

The eighth demonic pattern on the surface of his body surged and transformed into a blurry, pitch-black dragon shadow. It formed a ring-shaped shield and protected Chen Yu within it.

Bang! Bang!

Flaming meteors smashed down one after another, but Chen Yu smashed them apart with his powerful stance.

However, Chen Yu's speed had also been affected to a certain extent after suffering more than a dozen consecutive attacks.

At this moment.

His two fingers turned scarlet red and burned with resplendent blood flames. In the end, they condensed into a dazzling blood ball and burst out with two towering blood flame light pillars.

Bang!

Two sword fingers, one in front and one behind, pierced into the lava ball and pierced through it with a powerful penetrative force.

Two Yang elemental swords chased after Young Forefather Feng.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Young Forefather Feng's figure flickered twice, dodging the two sword fingers and slowing down.

At this moment.

After the lava ball had been weakened, Chen Yu smashed it apart with a punch and charged out of the lava ball.

"I can't believe that the young forefather of the Blood Race would be chased by me one day."

Chen Yu mocked without holding back.

"What a joke. If we were in the Blood Race right now, do you think I wouldn't kill you on the spot?"

Young Forefather Feng rebuked with cold eyes.

Chen Yu channeled the power of space into the Nine Bone Demon Spirit Sword that had turned into a bone spear and threw it.

"You want to stop me with this move?"

Young Forefather Feng thought that Chen Yu was too naive.

Whoosh!

He dodged the bone spear's attack with a flicker.

But suddenly, the bone spear changed its shape. It elongated and became extremely soft, turning into a bone whip that was dozens of feet long.

This was out of Young Forefather Feng's expectation. He leapt into the air and dodged again.

The bone whip rushed forward like a snake and held Young Forefather Feng back.

At this moment.

Chen Yu was coming!

Activating the Blood Transformation Demonic Body, a sinister red pattern appeared on his body.

Boom!

He threw a punch, releasing his anger and aura. At the same time, a massive Bloodline Phantom suddenly appeared behind Chen Yu.

Boom!

Unable to dodge, Young Forefather Feng could only take it head-on. He slashed down with his palm and the crimson flame blade met Chen Yu's fist.

There was a deafening explosion. The two were evenly matched.

"Where's the antidote?"

Chen Yu asked, but he didn't stop attacking. He charged at Young Forefather Feng with his fists and palms.

He believed that there must be an antidote for the Heartless Heart Poison. Young Forefather Feng didn't have it on him, but that didn't mean it didn't have it somewhere else.

Most importantly, he could only get clues about the antidote from the Blood Race.

"You're going to die here. Why do you need the antidote?"

Young Forefather Feng's face was twisted with rage.

At this moment, his heart was filled with rage, and the regret he felt for not personally dealing with Chen Yu had completely disappeared.

He was going to kill Chen Yu here!

And he had to be fast without any delay!

"Bloodthirsty Strangle!"

Young Forefather Feng's bloodline power surged out and the blood energy in the air burned.

Two twisting bloody shadows condensed on both sides of his body. They instantly thickened and turned into two enormous bloody creatures that resembled both snakes and dragons.

Chen Yu recognized the Blood Devouring Race. This half-dragon monster was more like the Blood Devouring Race.

Roar! Roar!

Two crimson dragon silhouettes roared. One soared into the sky, and the other dove into the ground. Both of them charged toward Chen Yu.

At this moment, Chen Yu's blood seemed to freeze and his body stiffened. He couldn't dodge.

This was the Blood Devouring Race's secret art. It was extremely destructive and could instantly absorb all the enemy's blood.

But Chen Yu was the "Blood Race's bane!"

Thump thump! Thump thump thump!

His heart gave a burst and Chen Yu's blood boiled. He broke through the restraints and his power surged.

At the same time, a suction force appeared.

Young forefather Feng was shocked to find that Chen Yu gave him the feeling that they were of the same bloodline.

Moreover, his bloodline was trembling as if it was about to be pulled out by Chen Yu.

As a descendant of the Blood Devouring Race and the bane of flesh, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation. It was unbelievable.

At the same time.

The bloodline power contained in the "Bloodthirsty Strangulation" he executed had been sucked out, greatly reducing the power of the move.

With Chen Yu's defense, he could completely ignore Young Forefather Feng's killer move.

"Damn it, what's going on?"

Young Forefather Feng's face darkened and he trembled with anger.

"First Level Heaven Trampling!"

The sky darkened as demonic intent gathered. A giant foot suddenly appeared and a tremendous demonic aura poured down, making young Forefather Feng's body sink.

As Chen Yu's foot landed, the gigantic Giant Demon's foot also stomped down.

Young Forefather Feng didn't have time to think. He had been a spy in Black Demon Valley and was very familiar with the "Demon Descending to the Sixth Heaven".

He had tried to cultivate it but couldn't get started.

Young Forefather Feng raised his hands. Blood-red liquid tumbled out and condensed into a blood clot, burning with crimson flames.

In an instant, a wall of blood clots formed above young Forefather Feng.

Bang!

Demonic energy and crimson flames spread in all directions as the foot landed.

When the dust settled, young Forefather Feng's clothes were in tatters and his face was a bit pale, but he was fine.

His lips curled into a mocking smile. "Not bad, but it can't do anything to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong. The demonic aura was still there, suppressing his entire body.

"Second Level Heaven Trampling!"

Chen Yu stomped again.

The pitch-black foot swallowed young Forefather Feng's body once more.

This time, when the black demonic wind dissipated, young Forefather Feng's body was no longer recognizable. It fell down and revealed his true form.

"Kid, you're lucky enough to cultivate to the second level."

Young Forefather Feng's eyes were filled with resentment.

"Third Level Heaven Trampling!"

Chen Yu shouted.

Young Forefather Feng's expression changed drastically.

Each level of Demon of the Sixth Level was stronger than the previous one.

The first two kicks had already injured him. If he were to receive another kick, he would not be able to endure it and would definitely be severely injured.

Whoosh!

Young Forefather Feng's bloodline power and half-step energy burned. His body emitted a blinding crimson light as he leaped back a thousand feet.

At this moment.

Bang!

A jet-black demonic foot landed in his original position.

However, the power of this kick was average, not even one-fifth of the first.

"Sorry, I haven't mastered it yet."

Chen Yu chuckled. He hadn't mastered the third level yet and could barely use it. It wasn't as powerful as the first level, which meant that it didn't have much of an effect.

But young Forefather Feng didn't know that Chen Yu had scared him and ignited his bloodline and half-step energy.

In reality, this kick did not even cause him any pain or itch.

"Bastard!"

The blood bead on young Forefather Feng's head emitted a terrifying light.

He suddenly opened his mouth and a blood sword flew out. The blade was curved like a blood snake.

The moment the sword appeared, a crimson light rippled in all directions. Chen Yu's blood trembled violently.

"You should be content to die under my Xuan weapon."

Young Forefather Feng had a powerful background in the Blood Race. Since he dared to sneak into the Black Demon Valley, he naturally had a trump card. It was this "mystic weapon" called the Blazing Serpent Sword.

Boom!

The sword slashed down, as if a crimson curtain fell from the sky. It was dazzling and eerie, dying the sky dark red.

"He has a mystic weapon!"

Chen Yu's eyes narrowed. He felt troubled.

Young Forefather Feng's trump card had exceeded his expectations.

But what did Chen Yu have to be afraid of?

A pitch-black halberd suddenly appeared between the Heavens and Earth, emitting a demonic black flame that caused Young Progenitor Feng's figure to be knocked back a zhang.

"You have one too …"

Young Forefather Feng was shocked.

He immediately realized that the Valley Lord must've given it to Chen Yu.

He waved the halberd and a demonic aura surged.

Boom!

A pitch-black metallic crescent moon, burning with raging black flames, soared into the sky. It destroyed all the bloody light and collided with the bloody sword curtain!

Boom! Bang!

The battle of the mystic weapons was so terrifying that it made the sun and moon pale.

The destructive storm spread in all directions, including Chen Yu and young Forefather Feng.

Young Forefather Feng thought that he could kill Chen Yu with his trump card, but Chen Yu also had a mystic weapon.

He was sent flying a hundred meters away. There was a huge wound on his body that still burned with black flames.

Even a descendant of the Blood Devouring Clan wouldn't be able to heal a wound caused by a mystic weapon in a short period of time.

But Chen Yu was different.

He had a mid-level Immortal Body. The wound on his body slowly healed.

"Speak, where's the antidote?"

Chen Yu raised the Sky-Scorching Demon Halberd and charged forward.

Young Forefather Feng trembled. As the young master of the Blood Demon Valley, he knew that Chen Yu had an Immortal Body.

In a situation where both sides had profound artifacts, Chen Yu, who had a medium grade Immortal Body, was in an invincible position!

"Junior Brother, let me go. I have the antidote here."

Young Forefather Feng leaped backward and threw out the words.

"Who are you trying to fool?"

Chen Yu scolded.

Even if he was the young forefather, there was no way he wouldn't have the antidote.

However, Chen Yu still felt a trace of anticipation.

"No, no, it's true!"

Young Forefather Feng quickly said, but he didn't finish, "But …"