From Godhood to the Heavens

It's no wonder that Demon Lord Chonglou felt insulted. He had just switched to the Heavenly Sword Technique and had never practiced any moves before. He could only barely execute them, and his body was full of flaws.

If Demon Lord Chonglou hadn't let Fang Ping make the first move, a battle of this level would probably have ended in a second.

Fang Ping wanted to use Demon Lord Chonglou as a whetstone, but it was clear that Demon Lord Chonglou believed Fang Ping was not qualified, which was why he was so furious.

In just a moment, he unleashed thousands of sword energies. If Fang Ping couldn't even withstand that, then he would only face certain death.

Having figured this out, Fang Ping sighed, stretched out his palm and pressed down, instantly unleashing the Bagua Domain.

Space froze for a moment, the powerful gravity compressing everything and plunging everything inside into a brief silence.

He raised his hand and made a sword incantation, and countless sword lights and phantoms appeared behind him, like the Heavenly Revelation King Sword.

"Ten Thousand Sword Jue!"

In an instant, the entire space was swept away, but Fang Ping's attack did not stop. It was as if countless illusory swords disappeared the moment they flew out.

Suddenly appearing in front of Demon Lord Chonglou, thousands upon thousands of sword lights rushed towards him like a waterfall.

He crossed his arms in front of him, and a transparent barrier appeared. The sword light struck the barrier and shattered.

"Now that's more interesting!" Demon Lord Chonglou's figure was forced backward by the light, but he couldn't stop laughing.

In an instant, they transformed into a sky full of bats, the sword light missed its target, and in the next instant, they pounced on Fang Ping.

The two figures collided like a high-speed train. Blades flashed and swords were unleashed, some shattering upon impact, others being dodged and sent flying to various parts of the outer heavens.

Within the Bagua formation, flames and gales raged, accompanied by lightning, constantly striking towards the Demon Lord Chonglou.

However, Demon Lord Chonglou ignored him completely, and as if he had gone mad, he wielded the Flaming Blood Blade in his hand, moving faster and faster, and continuously slashing at Fang Ping's vital points.

The blade flashed like silk threads, so fast that Fang Ping could only see a swirling ball of threads before his eyes. His Heavenly Revelation King Sword moved like a whirlwind as he desperately tried to defend himself.

"What's the point of all that fancy stuff? Are you trying to imitate those worldly acrobatics...?"

The Fiery Blood Blade pierced Fang Ping's chest, but Fang Ping did not dodge or pay any attention. Instead, he directly slashed at the arm of Demon Lord Chonglou with his sword.

Demon Lord Chonglou raised his Blazing Blood Blade and clashed directly with the Heavenly Revelation King Sword, unleashing a violent burst of sparks as both sides fiercely fought.

The wound on his chest emitted faint traces of demonic energy, but it was being constantly expelled, and the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Demon Lord Chonglou snorted coldly and threw another punch. Fang Ping neither dodged nor avoided it, but raised his other fist and met it at the same time.

The two figures retreated backwards simultaneously, the powerful aftershocks sweeping in all directions, leaving all the gods in the celestial realm dumbfounded.

Seeing Demon Lord Chonglou fly backward, Fang Ping suddenly raised his hand and pointed. A silver-white blade flew out from his fingertip in an instant. He chanted a sword incantation, and in a flash, it split into thousands of blades, like a storm, heading towards Demon Lord Chonglou.

Demon Lord Chonglou remained calm, his two blood-red blades firmly blocking all the silver blades, which were instantly shattered.

However, just when Demon Lord Chonglou thought that was all there was to it, one of the silver blades suddenly changed direction, gliding in a strange arc, and directly pierced through Demon Lord Chonglou's heart.

Demon Lord Chonglou's expression changed instantly. He turned around in a flash and slashed the blood-red blade in his hand fiercely at the silver blade that had pierced through his chest.

As if about to cleave it in two, a loud bang rang out, and the silver blade was sent flying, plummeting towards the sea of ​​clouds below.

With a thought, Fang Ping's blade vanished instantly, leaving a trail before reappearing in his palm. Looking at the frowning Demon Lord Chonglou, he smiled and said, "A mix of feints and real attacks, you wouldn't think I ambushing you, would you!"

Demon Lord Chonglou snorted coldly, glanced at the wound on his chest, and gently ran his hand over it. The blood immediately stopped flowing. He spoke arrogantly.

"It was just a momentary lapse in attention; this kind of trick won't work on me a second time!"

Fang Ping laughed and didn't say anything. He could tell that what Demon Lord Chonglou had always wanted to find was just an opponent, not someone to kill.

Otherwise, one should strike with lightning speed and kill in one move; why limit oneself and test one's limits little by little?

For Fang Ping, continuing the fight was no longer of much significance, because even if he used all eight trigrams to restrict the spatial power of Demon Lord Chonglou, he would still be no match for a serious Demon Lord Chonglou.

A weapon of the Dark Silver level can damage the Demon Lord Chonglou's body, but cannot cause serious harm.

While it's not exactly instantaneous recovery, even if the heart is penetrated, it only takes a few seconds to fully recover, just like Fang Ping himself. Even without upgrading his divine body, the super self-healing of the special forces template, and his own horse and dog talismans, he can achieve near-immortality.

Even though the weapon in the hands of Demon Lord Chonglou, the Flaming Blood Blade, was an ancient divine weapon with the power to destroy the world, the wound on his body, which resembled a Dao wound, was instantly expelled and healed as before.

Fang Ping can use almost all of the Heavenly Sword Technique and the Shu Mountain Sword Technique, but he has not actually mastered them. He has no natal flying sword, no sword heart and sword intent, and no ability to communicate with his mind. He can kill small monsters with a wave of his hand, but he cannot deal with those stronger than himself.

Demon Lord Chonglou even felt that Fang Ping was insulting him, which is why he suddenly became furious.

The cultivation system is chaotic, with countless abilities, but no one has truly mastered it. Fang Ping's path is too hasty and impetuous.

This battle exposed far too many problems, each of which could be fatal. Not everyone is a martial arts fanatic like the Demon Lord Chonglou.

Fang Ping's two bodies combined exceeded the peak of the Earth Immortal realm, theoretically allowing him to challenge opponents of higher levels, but he couldn't even unleash his full potential.

Looking at the Demon Lord Chonglou opposite him, Fang Ping waved his hand and said, "Let's not fight anymore!"

Demon Lord Chonglou frowned immediately, a nameless anger rising in his heart. He said coldly, "You think you can just say you won't fight?"

"I have only been practicing for a few days, and I have not yet fully mastered the techniques and moves. Even if you defeat me now, it would be an unfair victory!"

"Once I've digested this, I'll definitely have a good fight with the Demon Lord!"

Demon Lord Chonglou frowned slightly, then suddenly said, "No wonder you're full of flaws. Alright, I can agree, but what if you go back on your word?"

Fang Ping's eyes darted around, and he coughed before saying, "If I go back on my word, I'll find you an opponent even stronger than General Fei Peng!"