102: A fierce battle against hordes of demons?

At this moment, the Purple-Robed Man's eyes held only a look of determination. He knew well that these Nascent Soul Great Demons were merely toying with him. If they truly attacked, with his strength, he wouldn't last ten breaths, not to mention the Black-Winged Great Demon with the most terrifying Aura standing by the side.

"No matter what, there is no reason to bow down to the Yao Race. Kill!!"

The Purple-Robed Man suddenly erupted with an Aura stronger than usual. Behind him, a blue crescent moon Magical Artifact condensed and transformed into nine, slashing towards a Nascent Soul Great Demon with a human body and dog head, which had the weakest Aura.

He wanted to catch the opponent off guard and slay one Great Demon; that way, even if he died, it wouldn't be a loss.

This item was his life-bound Magical Artifact, having accompanied him throughout his growth. It was named the Bright Moon Blade and had once pierced the Physical Body of a Yao Race at the Early Nascent Soul Stage...

Boom! A terrifying, thunderous sound rang out.

"It worked!" The Purple-Robed Man's face showed joy, but in the next second, his pupils constricted slightly.

He saw that after the dog demon's Physical Body was sliced by the Bright Moon Blade, it merely revealed a look of disdain. Then, its body rapidly expanded until it transformed into a nine-meter-tall giant beast. It was a blood-colored dog, its fur as hard as steel needles, standing up like a hedgehog. Its eyes held an eerie green color, its Aura was terrifying, and its Demonic Qi soared into the sky.

The dog demon opened its blood-stained mouth, and those rows of steel-like giant teeth crunched and shattered the nine Bright Moon Blades that were cutting its Physical Body.

Snap! The Bright Moon Blades shattered all over the ground, emitting a faint spiritual light as they tried to struggle, only to be crushed into powder by the dog demon's foot.

"Pfft~" The Purple-Robed Man immediately spat out blood. His life-bound Magical Artifact had been destroyed, so he naturally suffered the backlash. The shock in his eyes even surpassed the heartbreak of his Magical Artifact being destroyed.

This demon was different from any he had encountered before; it was far beyond what he could contend with. Just this terrifying defensive power had already exceeded his imagination.

I fear that in the Great Xia, only the sword of the Heavenly Sword Sect could break its defense...

"Hehe, petty tricks. Even if you Cultivate to the Great Perfection and unleash this move, you still couldn't break my defense. Do you think I am one of those bumpkin demons of Great Xia?" The giant dog demon sneered, then continued: "We love watching you Human Race struggle, hold onto a glimmer of hope, and then have it ruthlessly crushed. Such flesh tastes particularly interesting to eat, right?"

The leopard Great Demon beside him immediately laughed loudly: "Well said, hahahaha!"

Just then, a majestic voice rang out.

"That's enough, this Emperor is tired."

The Black-Feather Yao Emperor, who had been standing on the side with hands behind his back, instantly lost interest. He spoke, then glanced at Lin Qingyue inside the defensive light shield formed by the Talisman, sneering coldly with a thick intent to slaughter in his eyes.

This is truly great; not only did I encounter someone from the Heavenly Sword Sect, but also that person surnamed Guo's precious disciple.

If I display his head next time we meet, I wonder what expression that person surnamed Guo will have.

The dog demon and the leopard Great Demon immediately replied respectfully.

"Yes, Lord Black-Feather!"

The next second.

The two Nascent Soul Great Demons at the Great Perfection suddenly erupted with Demonic Qi several times stronger. How could the Purple-Robed Man withstand it? Before he could even see which Great Demon had attacked, his figure plummeted to the ground like a kite with a broken string, on the verge of death. A terrifying, pitch-black hole was in his chest; blood didn't spray out immediately, but flowed out continuously after a moment.

At the same time.

Everyone inside the light shield saw this scene, their faces turning deathly pale.

"Murong Chen, is there any way to save him?" Lin Qingyue, leaning against a big tree, spoke hoarsely.

Murong Chen gritted his teeth, his eyes turning red: "I didn't bring a Teleportation Talisman, and even if I did, it might not work in this ruin..."

Hearing this, Lin Qingyue was silent for a moment. He forcibly gathered his Qi, stood up while leaning on the big tree. Because the movement was too strenuous, the acupuncture points on his shoulder that had been sealed by Liu Huihui loosened, and blood continuously overflowed.

"What are you doing!"

"Are you crazy?" Liu Huihui shouted angrily after seeing Lin Qingyue's movements. Don't try to show off at a time like this, okay!

But in the next second, she suddenly paused, a sense of desolation in her eyes.

Even if we sit and wait for death, we still won't escape...

It's better to fight these Yao Race to the death!

"Hoo..." Lin Qingyue didn't speak. He didn't think that much; even if the other party hadn't saved him before, he couldn't just stand by as a gentleman.

Revered Master~

I fear the Gentleman Sword cannot be cultivated in this lifetime...

We once agreed, whoever dies first, the other will arrange their funeral...

He thought to himself, his wooden sword faintly showing signs of unsheathing. A gentle breeze brushed against his face, making one feel as if bathed in a spring breeze.

"This is..." Liu Huihui actually felt that after being swept by this breeze, her fearful heart settled down quite a bit.

But in the next second, she turned her head to look and immediately revealed a shocked expression.

"This is..."

"Holy crap, it has to be my Brother Shen!!" Murong Chen was instantly excited to see this scene.

At this moment.

"Am I going to die..." The Purple-Robed Man lay on the ground, looking at the sky, his consciousness gradually blurring. It was as if he couldn't even hear the mocking laughter beside him anymore, and in the quiet, he could only hear his own gradually slowing heartbeat.

If he had chosen to run away frantically instead of saving Lin Qingyue when he first encountered the Yao Race, perhaps he would have had a glimmer of hope with his Nascent Soul Realm...

However, he didn't regret it...

It was just a bit powerless...

How many more years could the Great Xia withstand such Yao Race...

Is it fated by heaven that the Human Race must be weaker than the Yao Race?

Suddenly!

A look of astonishment appeared on the Purple-Robed Man. A huge figure flew across the sky. When he saw it clearly, he was stunned. It was a huge pig demon, its head already gone...

The next second.

A White-robed Figure walked through the air, holding a huge head filled with a look of terror in its hand; it was the dog demon he couldn't do anything about even after fighting with his life.

At this moment, the whole scene was deathly silent.

Bang!

Only when the huge pig demon corpse fell to the ground with a thunderous sound did everyone come back to their senses.

"What's going on??"

"Who are you!"

The leopard Nascent Soul Great Demon spoke with a serious expression. Its figure flashed and gathered with the other Great Demons, staring fixedly at Shen Nian, its whole body tensed, breathing becoming somewhat rapid; it was clearly scared.

Just a moment ago.

This young man in white suddenly appeared, pierced the dog demon's heart with one punch, and then used the strength of his Physical Body to pluck off the dog demon's head.

The leopard and the dog demon were similar in strength. How could the other party instantly kill it?

What kind of monster is this!

The Black-Feather Yao Emperor in front of them was clearly stunned, then revealed killing intent and spoke coldly: "You are the one who killed my wife and my son?"

Then, Shen Nian didn't have any nonsense with them at all. His figure moved, his whole body radiating silver light, like a god descending to the world. His fists contained the intent of Chaos, and he smashed them out, punch by punch.

"Arrogant!"

"Lord Black-Feather is asking you a question, you ants of the Human Race dare not answer!"

The two Nascent Soul Great Demons beside the Black-Feather Yao Emperor attacked one after another. One of them was the horse-faced Great Demon that had been chewing human flesh earlier. He opened his mouth and spat out a foul-smelling gray mist, which contained green ghost fire, like a sharp sword unsheathed, shooting straight at Shen Nian.

"Ah?" The horse-faced Great Demon was instantly stunned. His Demonic fire, which could corrode the Spirit Transformation Realm of the Human Race, actually failed against a member of the Human Race.

Shen Nian didn't even glance at the gray mist, and punched towards the horse-faced Great Demon.

Pfft!

The horse-faced Great Demon's head turned into a sky full of blood mist, and its body immediately transformed into its original form—a huge green horse, lying on the ground, devoid of any breath.

On the other side, the single-horned cow demon, who was slapping towards Shen Nian with a palm, showed a sneer. It had several human heads hanging on its body, looking very arrogant.

Seeing the opponent also use palm against palm, it revealed an even more disdainful look.

Hard-clashing Physical Body with the Yao Race?

Are you kidding me?

However, only a snapping sound of crack-crack was heard.

The single-horned cow demon's face instantly twisted in pain. Its entire right arm was already gone, and the ground was full of broken bones. It retreated violently, but the Fist Intent carrying the Aura of destruction had already arrived. At this critical moment of life and death, its innate instinct made it meet it head-on with its hardest black horn.

Although it was terrified of the young man's terrifying power, it thought that no matter how scary the Physical Body was, it was only the power of flesh and blood; how could it be stronger than its horn, which had been refined for many years?

But when it came into contact with that terrifying fist, the single-horned cow demon's eyes immediately went dull. It understood that it had thought too much.

Bang!

Foul-smelling blood splattered everywhere. The single-horned cow demon, died!

In the blink of an eye.

Three Nascent Soul Great Demons at the Great Perfection were instantly killed. This made the Black-Feather Yao Emperor reveal an expression of disbelief, his figure retreating violently, moving so fast that no one could see clearly; even he was scared.

What kind of killing god is this?

His Physical Body is actually more terrifying than the Yao Race?

And he has no Golden Body Dharma Idol, he is not a Body Refining Spirit Transformation of Great Xia.

How does he Cultivate?

And the remaining Great Demons behind him were instantly dumbfounded, and after being swept by that young man in white, they trembled all over.

Boom!

Trails of Demonic Qi soared into the sky. How could they dare to be arrogant anymore? They all directly transformed into their original forms to meet the enemy. Even the Black-Feather Yao Emperor revealed his original form, a pair of huge black wings that covered the sky and sun unfolded, three huge black bird heads gazing at Shen Nian, and terrifying flames continuously spitting out from their mouths.

At this very moment.

The three people watching this scene from the side were also stunned.

"I thought Brother Shen was fierce, but I didn't expect him to be this fierce. Just this, and he hasn't even used his sword yet!!" Murong Chen's expression was excited, and his eyes held thick admiration.

Liu Huihui swallowed her saliva, and thought in her heart in disbelief.

How could such hard-to-kill Great Demons be like paper in his hands?

Who exactly are the ants?

Lin Qingyue was used to it. His figure moved, then returned, his face pale a few shades more.

"Can you still live?"