"Mingyuan, don't even think about it, I will never go back with you." The woman in black said angrily.
"In this case, don't blame me for being rude." Ming Yuan ordered the man in black behind him: "Go and kill all the people around here, leaving no one behind."
After hearing the order, the fifteen demon cultivators divided into three groups and attacked separately.
Eight of them went on a killing spree in the surrounding area, and the other four attacked Ye Xiong and Jin Erpang.
"Senior brother, what should we do?" Jin Erpang asked urgently.
Ye Xiong took a look at these demon cultivators. They were neither high nor low in strength. There were two half-step golden elixirs, and the rest were at the peak of foundation building, so they were not scary at all.
The only thing he is worried about now is Ming Yuan. After all, Ming Yuan is an early stage Jindan monk.
Ming Yuan is the weakest among the Seven Demon Lords. Compared with Bing Sanlu and Gu Yue, who are in the middle stage of Golden Core, the gap is not small. If they really want to fight, they may not lose.
"Let's deal with it first and see what the situation is."
After Ye Xiong finished speaking, he rushed towards the two demon cultivators and fought with them.
Jin Erpang also fought with two other demon lords.
When the woman in black saw something bad, a pair of transparent wings suddenly sprouted from her back. When she flapped, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.
Almost in the blink of an eye, she disappeared on the spot, and the next moment she was hundreds of meters away.
"Wind and Thunder Wings, do you think you can escape with this thing?"
Ming Yuan snorted coldly, turned into a stream of light, and chased after him closely.
In the distance, there were constant screams, and the monks who were undergoing the trial all screamed and were killed by the demon cultivator.
Ye Xiong's eyes gleamed with murderous intent: "Fat man, kill, leave no one behind."
"Okay, let these guys see how powerful we are."
After Jin Erpang finished speaking, his body erupted with powerful golden light, filled with murderous intent.
"Thousand Buddha's Hands."
Jin Erpang took out a palm, turning one into three, and into three and nine. In a moment, the sky was filled with the shadows of golden palms.
The two monks who were at the pinnacle of foundation building like him were hit by the Buddha's hand after just a few defenses and were seriously injured.
Jin Erpang changed his usual smiling Buddha appearance and started to move his hands with a ruthless attitude. In less than five minutes, the two demon cultivators of the same level were killed.
After the killing, he looked at Ye Xiong triumphantly, but his face soon turned dark.
Not only did Ye Xiong's two opponents die, but four or five of the dozen demon cultivators in the distance were also killed. In the blink of an eye, more than half of the dozen demon cultivators were killed by him.
There is no one else with this kind of fighting power.
Seeing how powerful Ye Xiong was, a Half-step Jindan who had just killed some unlucky tourists flew over quickly and said angrily: "Who are you? You dare to kill so many of us. Aren't you afraid of death?"
Ye Xiong didn't speak. The second level of the "Brahma Sacred Art" was released, and a huge shadow of the Dharma appeared above his head.
"This is... the phantom of the Dharma. Are you the King of Jiangnan?" The demon cultivator's face changed drastically.
He also participated in the battle in the City of Death. He had seen the magical power of King Jiangnan, and he never expected that he would encounter it here.
Even Master Tianmo is not his opponent, how could he be the opponent of King Jiangnan.
"I didn't expect that someone would recognize me when I came to the Shura world. What a surprise."
Ye Xiong sneered, and the golden light of the Dharma above his head shone brightly.
The demonic cultivator turned pale with fright and ran away. Unfortunately, it was already too late. In mid-air, the huge golden palm was pressing down like Mount Tai.
The demonic cultivator only struggled for a moment before being crushed to death.
The remaining demon cultivators had long since lost their fighting spirit and fled.
Ye Xiong and Jin Erpang soldiers chased each other in two directions and killed the last two monks in a moment.
More than a dozen demon cultivators were killed, and no one was spared.
…
The woman in black used wind and thunder wings to escape for more than ten kilometers, when suddenly a stream of light flashed across her face, blocking her.
Ming Yuan exuded terrifying coercion and said coldly: "Miss Seventh, if you don't let me go without restraint, don't blame me for being rude."
"If you want me to catch you without mercy, you're just dreaming."
After the woman in black finished speaking, she released a powerful aura, and the demonic energy rolled towards Ming Yuan.
"You want to fight with me even if you are blocking the car with your arms."
Ming Yuan snorted coldly, and billowing demonic energy surged from his body, instantly suppressing the aura of the woman in black.
After all, the woman in black was in a much lower level. It didn't take long for her to cope with it before she felt very strenuous and she was struggling to cope.
"Miss Seventh, I advise you to surrender obediently and follow me back to admit your mistake to the Demon God King. Maybe the Lord will show some kindness and spare your life," Ming Yuan said.
"Bah, that guy who repays kindness with revenge, even if I die, I won't go back to see him." The woman in black snorted coldly.
"If you don't go back, then I will have to take you back."
After Ming Yuan finished speaking, the aura on his body became stronger, so much that the woman in black could hardly breathe.
The wind and thunder wings on the back of the woman in black flapped rapidly, trying to escape from the pressure of the demonic energy.
"Get down here." Ming Yuan roared.
The demonic energy surged directly towards the woman in black and knocked her to the ground.
The woman in black gritted her teeth and prepared to use desperate measures. At this moment, two figures flew from the sky and landed between the two of them.
The people who came were a middle-aged man in his forties and a fat man. Who were the two people I saw just now?
"Why are you here, where are my people?"
Seeing Ye Xiong and Jin Erpang appear, Ming Yuan asked in shock.
"Everyone has gone to hell." Ye Xiong said calmly.
"You killed them all?"
"To be precise, we killed them all." Ye Xiong still replied calmly.
"To be more precise, I killed three, and the remaining twelve were all killed by my senior brother." Jin Erpang added.
"Very good, you are arrogant enough. A mere half-step golden elixir and a peak foundation-builder actually dare to talk to me like this. Don't worry, I promise I won't let you die happily."
After Ming Yuan finished speaking, his body turned into a stream of light and attacked Ye Xiong fiercely.
"Fat man, stay away." Ye Xiong ordered.
Needless to say, Jin Erpang had already fled far away, leaving Ye Xiong standing there.
"Brother, my spirit is to support you, come on, kill him." Jin Erpang shouted.
In the blink of an eye, Ming Yuan had already attacked Ye Xiong, with demonic energy rolling in!
In Ye Xiong's palms, two beads of ice and fire had long been condensed, hiding secretly.
When Ming Yuan was in front of him, Ye Xiong closed his hands, combined the two ice and fire beads together, and quickly popped them out.
At the same time, the body quickly retreats!
boom!
There was a loud noise.
The Ice Fire Explosion exploded ten meters away from the abyss, directly shaking him to the point of blood boiling.
"Damn it, you actually dare to attack me. Let's see how I deal with you."
Ming Yuan was furious and rushed over fiercely, slapping out his palm and causing demonic energy to roll out.
The golden light on Ye Xiong's body was strong, and the second level of the "Brahma Sacred Art" was deployed, and a shadow of the Dharma appeared in the mid-air.
"Ming Yuan, it's time for us to settle this account."
In mid-air, the phantom of Dharma was shot out with a palm, like a flying palm from the sky, with terrifying pressure.
"King Jiangnan, it turns out to be you."
Ming Yuan's face changed slightly.
(ps: I’m busy with something during the day tomorrow, so I won’t update at noon. I’ll update it at night. I’ll continue writing later and try to get two more chapters out tonight.)