Chapter 1500 - 1476: Di Jiang's True Form

The intuition of experts is terrifyingly sharp. If Di Jiang were killed by this sword strike, I would have sensed something amiss, but the problem is, I don't feel that the opponent is dead.

Han Buyan's face was grave. The power of a Four-step Immortal Platform cultivator could not be so easily defeated, and the Ancient Demon Race possesses many secret techniques.

Ren Feng and the others were sitting cross-legged atop Xiao Yang Peak, while Jianxingzi and the others continued to furiously form hand seals, and it had only been a little over two minutes.

Meanwhile, the other experts of the Kunlun Divine Domain were all watching the scene ahead.

Is he dead?

Han Buyan gripped his long sword with his right hand, and the Sword Qi surging through him was still tumultuous, but no longer as sharp as before.

Suddenly, Han Buyan felt a warning in his heart, a sense of danger arose, and in that instant, Han Buyan abruptly looked up.

Above!

From the sky above, a creature entirely cyan-colored with wings sprouting from its ribs swooped down at lightning speed, its stout right claw aimed straight at Han Buyan!

Its body shimmered with a crimson light, and its head held an eerie triangular eye that appeared particularly sinister.

Han Buyan brought his right sword horizontally in front of him, but the opponent's speed was too fast, like a point of cyan light descending from high in the air, fiercely striking him.

In the eyes of other experts, they couldn't perceive what happened; they only saw that cyan figure, and in the next moment, the terrifying cyan figure seemed to crash directly into Han Buyan.

Only Han Buyan could see clearly that in the opponent's eyes gleamed a cold light, with an unusual cyan hue, and that right claw instantly brought a terrifying force, crashing onto Han Buyan's sword!

From the moment Han Buyan sensed Di Jiang's presence to the time Di Jiang's claw struck the long sword, it took less than a second!

Di Jiang's move was so fast that even Han Buyan could only defend with the long sword!

Clang!

Sparks flew, the sound of metal rang out, and the terrifying force lifted Han Buyan's entire body backward.

In the instant of retreating, Han Buyan struck another sword swing, but this time, Di Jiang charged straight forward, his muscular arms crossed before him, and the Sword Qi merely sliced open his flesh without causing any substantial harm.

Roar!

Di Jiang grabbed with one hand, and Han Buyan's heart tightened, blocking another sword in front of him, fending off once more as the gigantic other hand reached for Han Buyan, whose free hand also struck back!

Their terrifying True Qi and Demon Qi collided instantly, and Han Buyan felt as if an overwhelming wave of Demon Qi swept over him, far more terrifying than his own True Qi!

The next moment, Han Buyan's entire body was knocked flying, but the cyan figure showed no signs of letting up, flying at him again, its foot thrice the size of a normal person, kicking fiercely.

Boom!

Han Buyan's body flew straight toward Xiao Yang Peak!

"Old man!"

Ren Feng's heart was startled, and even the experts of the Kunlun Divine Domain were incredulously staring at the monster in mid-air.

What on earth is this?

At over three meters tall, though humanoid, its hands were claw-like, its feet similarly so, wings sprouting from its ribs, its face triangular.

"Is this Di Jiang's true form?"

Celestial Gate Ascendant said incredulously.

The others drew a breath, and Di Jiang stood in mid-air, his face cold with murderous intent.

Behind him was a extended wound that ran from his back to his waist, with terrifying Sword Qi still raging.

"You forced my true form out, that's quite impressive."

Di Jiang's words carried a terrifying murderous intent, and Han Buyan halted his retreat in mid-air, looking forward with a face full of solemnity.

The Ancient Demon Race, their true form far surpasses their humanoid form in combat strength.

"You can wound me, but can you kill me?"

Han Buyan remained silent. The previous sword strike was the culmination of years of nurturing Qi, and he indeed was no longer a match for Di Jiang.

Moreover, Di Jiang's demon form was so uncanny, the wounds he suffered rapidly healed, so now, he had to hold on for five minutes.

"I was fortunate enough to see a senior perform a sword technique in an ancient sword tomb, named Sword Twenty-eight Styles."

As Han Buyan finished speaking, a figure in white appeared behind him, mimicking Han Buyan's movements, holding the sword by his side then swinging it forward!

Under this sword, it seemed as if a circular Sword Qi spread out in all directions, surging toward Di Jiang.

Di Jiang flapped his wings, crossed his arms before him, showing no intention to dodge, ready to withstand the sword strike directly.

Everyone watched intently as the terrifying Sword Qi surged like a circular wave toward Di Jiang, with the power of heaven and earth seemingly pushing, rushing fiercely at him!

Yet, Di Jiang stood motionless in mid-air, enduring the terrifying Sword Qi head-on.

After a full dozen seconds, everyone saw Di Jiang lower his arms, unharmed.

"You're out of moves now?"

Di Jiang's tone was cold, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Ren Feng and the experts of the Kunlun Divine Domain were utterly shocked; how could this guy be so terrifying?

His physical strength completely surpassed their imagination.

Han Buyan remained silent; the first sword failed to kill Di Jiang, making the subsequent struggle much harder.

Meanwhile, the surviving Demon Race experts from afar showed expressions of joy, some holding crippled Saint Realm experts, numbering over thirty.

Under Han Buyan's previous sword strike, most lower-level demon beasts were killed, but Saint Realm Demon Race experts managed to escape, as Han Buyan's sword was not aimed at them.

"Is that all? Then prepare to face my attack!"

As the words fell, Di Jiang's figure suddenly vanished, and Han Buyan abruptly thrust his sword to the right!

Di Jiang appeared on Han Buyan's right side, his left hand ignoring the Copper Sword, letting blood flow down while his right claw struck fiercely.

Han Buyan's figure flashed, retaliating accordingly.

The two clashed directly in mid-air, their figures a blur, their combat relentless.

Boom, boom, boom!

Han Buyan, however, wasn't Di Jiang's match in close combat, while Di Jiang was ruthless, willing to trade blow for blow against Han Buyan.

Di Jiang's stout elbow struck at Han Buyan, while his other hand grabbed him, preventing Han Buyan from evading, forcing him to trade blows with his body.

Boom!

Han Buyan's blood surged within, and the next instant, Di Jiang's attack came again!