Supreme Emperor of Swords

In the eyes of a man in black, that was just a poor cat. What if it could talk? With his own strength, killing the cat was to think highly of it.

However, he had never expected what kind of monster his dart had angered.

“Is it a demon? Is it fat? Should it be killed?”

Those extremely insulting words—in the thoughts of Evil Moon, who was leisurely witnessing the cynical man’s hard fight—were instantly magnified innumerable times, and his pupils suddenly shrunk into small black spots. Anger that could almost be seen by the naked eye came out from the fat cat’s nose!

“Unforgivable!”

“How does he actually dare to despise me, Evil Moon?”

The fat cat raised his neck and screamed at the sky.

When the voice was made from his dainty throat, the fist-sized pretty and lovely head instantly became an inflated balloon, with around 20 meters in diameter.

The little sparkling milk teeth turned into dagger-like sharp sawteeth. A sound wave like a dragon’s howl burst out of his bloody mouth and caused six or seven sudden tornadoes in the air.

“Jingle!”

The coin-sized dart hit Evil Moon’s front teeth, suddenly breaking and falling on the ground. The dart was like fragile porcelain; it turned into a pile of debris.

The man in black who threw the dart rubbed his eyes and felt a little bit weird.

“I seem to… have caused trouble?”

The man in black felt a little uncomfortable.

The next moment—

Besides him, four or five fellows screamed, since they were blown into the sky like rice hulls by the tornados made by the fat cat. When he felt stunned, a thick fishy air instantly covered him.

The next moment, he felt that it was dark before his eyes.

Then his own body was wrapped with some viscous liquid and he felt pain all over…

“You shot me with the coin, you are still unforgivable!”

Evil Moon smacked his lips; a pair of shoes from the man in black was still hanging from one of the cat’s commissures. The man had been swallowed. The cat bared his teeth and said, “As expected, the man’s flesh is sour. It’s not delicious as the meat of demon princes, demon commanders and demon kings!”

It was quiet all around.

Wang Juefeng almost knelt down before Evil Moon. What’s wrong with him?

“What kind of cat was Ding Hao raising? He could actually change himself? Wasn’t that too exaggerated?” Wang Juefeng had a sudden impulse to exchange his magic weapon, the huge eagle, for the cat to play.

Other dozens of people in black felt shocked by such an unexpected change.

“Why did it happen?”

“According to the information obtained before, it was unheard of that Ding Hao had such a terrible cat with him… Damn it! Those people who collected information should be strangled… How to defeat that cat? It could swallow a superior in the Grand-master Realm. What demon is that cat?”

“Things unknown are always scary.”

“Even if those men in black were extremely powerful superiors.”

“Ah. Ah. Ah. Ah… Bang. Bang. Bang!”

In the next moment, screeches fell from the sky. Finally, they became the sound of the bodies hitting the ground, and then the puffing sound of flesh and blood splashing was heard. Those men in black who had been previously blown into the sky fell to the ground and became broken meat pies.

The series of sad voices finally made people come to their senses after the short shock.

Wang Juefeng took the initiative. He shook his long sword so that dozens of sword lights were shot out like lightning, tearing the air. Instantly, five or six men in black closest to him were cut into pieces.

At the same time, the fat cat Evil Moon roared.

“Hahahaha. It’s time for me to show my power.” Evil Moon shook his head and both his head and body swelled, turning into a giant monster that was sixty meters tall. He flicked his hairy tail. The cat swept five men in black with its tail like a column, when it was too late for them to dodge. The men were broken into pieces and thrown away.

Instantly, the situation was reversed.

“Why? Those shiny things appear to be very delicious.”

Evil Moon was having a good time. When he bowed his head, he saw the inscription formation that was transmitting several men in black. He swatted the formation with his claws and the formation was directly destroyed.

“Crunch! Crunch!”

As a super foodie, the fat cat habitually picked up several metal base-plates curved with inscriptions and shoved them into its mouth, then it chewed them like beans. It commented while eating, “No taste! Just so so… en, a little bit hard!”

Wang Juefeng frowned.

“More than a little hard!”

The metal base-plates used to carve formation inscriptions were generally mixed with rare magic materials, so the steadiness of the transmission formation could be assured. Wang Juefeng attacked the inscription formation with his moves, but he had failed to disperse it. Unexpectedly, the fat cat disabled it with its claws and it even swallowed the formation.

In the blink of an eye—

“They’re not delicious, but they’re good to grind my teeth.”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The fat cat swatted the remaining three inscription transmission formations and scattered them, and then it chewed them bit by bit.

“The Swordsmanship-seeking Sect actually raises devils? Damn beast, spoiling my business. It should be killed!”

A cold and chilly voice was suddenly heard at the top of the Sword-hidden Peak. A figure appeared beside the fat cat Evil Moon. He struck a palm and swatted Evil Moon’s weakest waist exactly. In the air, it was whistling. The palm force was too powerful, like a violent wave pouring out instantly.

“Boom!”

Evil Moon like a small mountain was beaten off the ground.

Under such a sudden attack, the cat’s whole body showed a shocking half-folding, almost at 180 degrees. All the bones were broken, and only the flesh with the skin was left.

People with such a wound, even if it was a superior at the martial king level, could not survive.

It was too late for Wang Juefeng under the horror to rescue the cat.

“Damn it!” With a hiss, Wang Juefeng kneaded his body and stepped forward. The sword light was like the stripe of the Milky Way falling in the Ninth Heaven, suddenly wrapping the man who showed up. Wang Juefeng attacked him with fatal moves.

In the case of one-to-one fights, Wang Juefeng was not afraid of anyone.

But obviously, the unexpected man had mastered the exquisite technique of invisibility and concealment; his body seemed to be able to be disassembled. The man was enveloped by Wang Juefeng’s sword light, but he could still separate his hands, arms and head incredibly. He attacked in all directions and then he turned into smoke and disappeared completely.

“Damn! The fat cat is dead. How can I account for it to Ding Hao?”

Wang Juefeng felt a little ashamed.

He knew that Ding Hao and the fat cat had a very good relationship.

But at that moment—

“Meow. Ow. Ow. Ow. A bastard plotted against me? You’re dead. Nobody can save you. I must bite you to death.”

A rampant and familiar voice came and Wang Juefeng rejoiced.