Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor-Chapter 1114 - 1113: Annihilating the Sword Immortal!

Forbidden curse, mage...

These words may seem extremely unfamiliar to the people on the Dragon Martial Continent, but to the Sword Immortal Phantom, who has long existed in the Lower-Class Star Region, they are all too familiar.

Mages, one of the strongest cultivators in the starry sky, can overpower any martial path practitioner at the same level!

In the ancient texts of the starry sky, it’s recorded that mages can attack in groups and solo, holding a status as esteemed as that of alchemists and artifact refiners on the Dragon Martial Continent.

Especially those great forces, they all recruit mages extensively, and for every mage that joins them, they pay an enormous price.

In times of war, the role of mages can truly be realized, especially necromancy mages like Lian Yuze.

And where are mages the most powerful?

The forbidden curse!

Forbidden curses are definitely the most terrifying, most powerful, and peak offensive means of a mage!

This Sword Immortal Phantom has once seen a mage casting a forbidden curse in the starry sky, but only once, and after casting it, that mage retreated from the battlefield due to massive exhaustion.

But at this moment...

"This is a forbidden curse, that is also a forbidden curse, and that... is still the aura of a forbidden curse!!!"

The Sword Immortal Phantom glanced at the Flame Demon, then at the Phantom of an Immortal Soldier, and finally, his gaze swept over the hundreds of floating ground chunks, and the Storm Sword Blade that trapped Moo Qinghai; he eventually realized... these were all forbidden curses!

"Did you cast all of these???"

He suddenly looked up at Su Han. Although the latter didn’t answer, his calm expression was tantamount to a response.

"How is this possible... how is it possible!!!"

The Sword Immortal Phantom, clutching the long spear piercing through his shoulder, roared, "How can anyone cast four forbidden curses at once? Could it be that you are a Magic Saint?!"

As he spoke, the indifference and disdain on his face had completely disappeared, replaced by fear.

What a joke, if this white-clothed man in front of him is a Magic Saint, then not only is this soul split of no consequence here, even his original self in the Spirit Realm would be like an ant!

Su Han still did not answer, merely watching the other calmly.

"Bastard!"

But that Sword Immortal Phantom had completely taken Su Han to be a Magic Saint and immediately turned his head, looking at Moo Qinghai, shouted furiously, "You wretched thing, do you even know what stands in front of you? He is a Magic Saint! A powerful Magic Saint!!! Damn you, you actually made me confront a Magic Saint, have you tired of living?!"

Moo Qinghai was also a bit dumbfounded for a moment; he fundamentally didn’t understand what a Magic Saint meant, naturally not knowing why the Sword Immortal Phantom was so angry.

But he thought to himself, this is a Sword Immortal, a figure comparable to a divine spirit according to the records in the Sword Immortal Tomb!

Could it be that at this moment, even the divine spirits fear Su Han?

"It’s not like that!"

Moo Qinghai shook his head suddenly and said to the Sword Immortal Phantom, "Great Sword Immortal, don’t be deceived by his appearance, he’s not a Magic Saint at all. If he were truly as powerful as you say, he would have already trampled the Sword Immortal Tomb flat, so why waste time with a junior here like this?"

Upon hearing this, the Sword Immortal Phantom also came to his senses, frowning deeper.

Indeed, if this white-clothed man were truly a Magic Saint, he could have wiped him out with a wave of his hand, yet here he still stands.

"Yes, he shouldn’t be a Magic Saint."

The Sword Immortal Phantom thought to himself, "Moreover, what this person is casting, though indeed forbidden curses, is much weaker than the mage I saw back then, who was merely a Seventh-Order Grand Magister."

"Humph!"

Thinking this, the Sword Immortal Phantom looked once more towards Su Han, snorting coldly, "Feigned grandiosity, your magic only carries the aura of forbidden curses, it’s not really forbidden curses!"

Su Han glanced at him without speaking, simultaneously sighing in his heart.

Indeed, the mage level forcefully elevated by Blazing Wine still can’t compare to a real Seventh-Order Grand Magister, the gap is too wide.

If I were a true Seventh-Order Grand Magister, killing this Sword Immortal Phantom would be too easy, someone at Moo Qinghai’s so-called Dragon Emperor Realm Early Stage would turn to dust instantly.

Su Han decided not to waste time with them further, immediately waving his hand, and the halted Flame Demon attacked again.

"Go back!"

The Sword Immortal Phantom shouted, trying to block it, but all his defenses were shattered instantly, the Flame Demon’s massive fist slamming into his body, and his legs disintegrated with a bang.

"Even if I’m not a Magic Saint, killing you is easy!"

Su Han, in a cold snort, his eyes gleamed, and the Storm Sword Blade fused and swept towards the Sword Immortal Phantom.

Meanwhile, with a deafening roar, a hundred pieces of the floating ground struck towards the Sword Immortal Phantom.

"Kzzzt!"

The sound of the tearing space came, and the Sword Immortal Phantom, caught in the Storm Sword Blade, had his arms cut off by endless wind blades.

And those pieces of ground continuously pummeled his body, leaving only a head of this Sword Immortal Phantom.

"How dare you!!"

Seeing another piece of ground flying over, the Sword Immortal Phantom’s face changed dramatically, shouting, "I am a disciple of the Savage Sect in the Lower-Class Star Region, if you dare destroy my soul split, you’ll surely face annihilation in body and spirit when you step into the Lower-Class Star Region!"

"I fear you not!"

Su Han sneered, and the ground piece slammed into the Sword Immortal Phantom’s last remaining head, shattering it in the heavens and earth instantly.

"What?!"

Witnessing this scene, Moo Qinghai’s face turned completely pale.

No matter what, he never anticipated that the Sword Immortal Phantom, summoned by burning his primordial spirit and bloodline, would be so quickly obliterated by Su Han.

The most crucial is... at this moment, Su Han had already turned his gaze onto Moo Qinghai!

"It’s your turn."

Su Han looked at Moo Qinghai, speaking flatly, "Our enmity should end today; on the Yellow Spring Road, you won’t be alone, for soon, others from the Sword Immortal Tomb, perhaps everyone, will accompany you to hell!"

As his words fell, Su Han’s expression turned sharply icy, and the endless wind blades instantly sliced towards Moo Qinghai.

"Crack!"

Yet just at this moment, another change occurred, a crack appeared in the void, and a withered hand reached out, directly piercing the barrier of the Storm Sword Blade, grabbing Moo Qinghai’s figure!

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