After Li Qingxian was promoted to the third level, these inner gods gained third level strength and recovered some ordinary magical powers.
The four boys emitted precious light around their bodies to maintain the magic circle.
The two guards of Feng Fulan were swayed left and right, and the big fan was gently shaken, blowing up divine winds of different colors, disturbing the Scaled Tiger King.
The electric drum warrior took the lead, surrounded by thunder, swinging heavy fists and fighting hand-to-hand with the scaled tiger king.
The Scaled Tiger King has fought step by step from ordinary monsters to the second level. His rich combat experience and ingenious combat techniques have been perfected.
However, after a few moves, he was punched in the face by the electric negative drummer, and after a few moves, he was punched in the chest again...
If it weren't for the powerful scales and strong flesh and blood on his body, he would have been killed by three punches long ago.
The Scaled Tiger King had the illusion that he had gone back to his childhood, when his father taught him how to fight, and a tiger claw was spinning him around.
It stands to reason that even if you are one-level Dingshen, you will not be able to reach this level in terms of technique.
Summoning gods shouldn't be so powerful unless...
God’s true thoughts?
Do these inner gods contain a ray of thought from the gods?
The scaly tiger king's hair stands on end.
"Let me out. Let's clear the air. I will return to the demon world immediately and will never be your enemy again!" The Scaled Tiger King said loudly, but what he received in response was a thunderous punch that hit his chin, sending him flying away diagonally.
The demon race is not evil, so the thunder of the electronegative drummer can only exert the power of the normal third-grade level.
The scaly tiger king began to switch from offense to defense, waving its huge tiger claws to block constantly, and the two sides came to a stalemate.
The boy holding the black iron whip of the 18-section Pagoda had always lost his temper. He glanced at Li Qingxian, grabbed the black iron whip, and whipped it at the Tiger King.
A strong wind hit, and the Scaled Tiger King didn't pay attention, but the next moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
That strong wind fell gently and softly on me, but why didn't I feel anything?
No, it seems... where is the power of blood?
After an instant, all the bloodline power in the Scaled Tiger King's body was banned, and a large number of related abilities dissipated, leaving only the basic acquired abilities.
Without the power of blood, the demon clan is far inferior to their human counterparts.
In the next moment, the electric negative drum warrior clenched his fists together, turned into a thunder hammer, and hit the scale tiger king's forehead with the "king" tiger pattern.
Click...pop...
Skulls shattered and eyes shot out.
The scaly tiger king was not dead, and stumbled backwards.
The electric-negative drummer stepped forward, jumped up, rode on the Tiger King's back, leaned down, wrapped his arms around the Tiger King's neck, and locked and twisted with force, causing lightning and thunder.
Then there was a snapping sound from the Scaled Tiger King's neck, and there was no sound.
The electric negative drummer grabbed the tiger's head and lifted it up. The body was separated. The tiger's head was connected to a large red and white spine and it was pulled out of the tiger's body, and blood spurted out.
The electric negative drummer picked through the Scaled Tiger King and took the True Eye of the Tiger Saint, Pangolin Scale Armor, Dog Skull and some magical artifacts, and sent them to Li Qingxian.
Li Qingxian put it away. These treasures only require a little refinement by the human race before they can be used directly, and their power is only slightly weakened.
The Tiger Saint's True Eyes are extremely lethal, and the Pangolin Scale Armor is very extraordinary and can be of great use.
The body of the Tiger King alone can be dismantled into various magical materials and is worth hundreds of thousands of taels of silver.
"Hang the body of the Scaled Tiger King on the top of the city."
"As commanded."
At the end of the formation, the drummers holding the tiger's head in one hand and the tiger's body in the other jumped up to the top of the city and hung the huge body of the tiger king on the catapult.
The top players on both sides were in a fierce battle.
Relying on the strength of Gu Xuan Mountain, the top human race had the upper hand.
However, in the battle of the mid-level ones, the human race was slightly weaker. Fortunately, the human race had a large number of low-level ones, and with the help of various magical weapons, they were able to block the mid-level monster attack.
Taking advantage of the mid-level and high-level attacks, all the demon soldiers behind the demon tribe began to prepare, as long as...
"Father!"
A mid-level tiger monster fought off two mid-level humans and pounced on the corpse of the Scaled Tiger King.
Li Qingxian walked up the city wall and said as he walked: "The Scaled Tiger King doesn't follow martial ethics and attacked me secretly. I took his life and punished him. King Tree Horn, the situation is over, why don't you just capture him without restraint?"
The Tree Horn King took a deep look at Li Qingxian, and then looked at the Scaled Tiger King.
"The whole army retreats!" The Tree Horn King did not hesitate, his body turned into a white light and flew towards the north bank of the river at high speed.
The entire demon army was stunned for a moment, and their minds were like sand walls on the beach. The moment the waves came, their morale collapsed.
All the monsters turned around and ran away. Only the son of the Scaled Tiger King refused to retreat and was killed by the humans.
Everyone looked at Li Qingxian.
"All high-ranking soldiers will be sent out to hunt down the deserters until the point is reached." Li Qingxian said.
"As you command!"
A group of high-ranking people jumped off the city wall and killed the demon clan.
Generally, when two armies are facing each other, high-ranking people will not take the initiative to kill low-ranking people, because once this hole is opened, the high-ranking people on both sides can unscrupulously attack the other's low-ranking people, which neither tribe can bear.
However, this kind of pursuit of intruders and deserters is not included in this category.
The high-grade masters are chasing and killing, while they are mercilessly attacking the low-grade ones on the road.
In the end, only the top-grade and some mid-grade soldiers of the Deer King escaped, while all the ordinary demon soldiers were killed by human masters.
That night, Modao Army, Yuanwei Army and Zhenwei Army stayed in Xincheng to celebrate their achievements.
Under Li Qingxian's gentle persuasion, the three armies issued a joint memorial, stating that Feng Anling, the deputy commander of Modao Army, betrayed the human race and took refuge with the demon race, and was executed.
Modao Army, Yuanwei Army and Zhenwei Army joined forces to behead 40,000 demons and killed the second-level demon king, the Scaled Tiger King.
Later, without telling the two of them, Li Qingxian asked for credit for Chai Qingtang, the leader of the Yangwei Army, and Shi Yuanhao, the leader of the Zhenwei Army.
Forty thousand people were beheaded, but they were overshadowed by the great victory of King Xiang's army.
But when all parties saw this achievement, they fell into silence.
The Xiang King's army was a coalition of four armies and was well prepared, and even the general Wang personally intervened to intercept it.
Moreover, the final attack process is not simple. Both the middle and high-grade products are damaged and are hard-won.
But Li Qingxian's record is amazing.
Because, only one person died, and he was a scout from the League of Gods and Demons.
No one doesn't believe that beheading 40,000 people and killing the second-grade Tiger King can be accomplished as long as a sufficient price is paid.
But what is the concept of one to forty thousand?
Unprecedented in a thousand years.
Zhenbei Army Supervisory Army Tent.
Inspector Fuli smiled and said: "Okay, okay, okay. Let's just say that Mr. Li Hou is very powerful. He defeated an army of 100,000 and beheaded 40,000 in one attack. He is an unparalleled genius."
"He must be a rich man who has never been born in the world. The money he spent should be at least a few million in silver, right?" A general muttered in a low voice.
"If I give you five million silver, how many monsters can you behead?" Chafuli asked.
The general was silent.
Xie Anhuai, who had not spoken for a long time, squinted his eyes and said: "Li Qingxian has made extraordinary achievements. I have no doubt that this person does have two brushes. With the help of demon cultivators and the assistance of Gu Xuanshan, it is not surprising. But this
Only one person died, which is a bit strange and needs to be investigated closely. We cannot let the trend of fraud spread in the Zhenbei camp."
Chafuli smiled and said: "The Jie Supervisor is responsible for supervising the entire army. Since you said you want to investigate, then everything is up to you."
Cha Fuli shook his head in his heart. If he continues to investigate, it will only help Li Qingxian and let the whole country know about Li Qingxian's good reputation. The best way to deal with it is not to care. At most, he will investigate secretly and take action if there is irrefutable evidence.
Late at night, all the soldiers left one after another, leaving only Chafuli and Xie Anhuai.