106: Chapter 106 Old Lei read it and exclaimed that he was an expert.

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The shield condensed from blood energy could not even hold for a second against the abyssal meteor dragon spear; it shattered on the spot.

The spear tip continued its momentum, aiming straight for the crown of the head.

Between life and death, Chi Hong forcibly twisted its neck.

Hiss!

Black blood sprayed.

The spear tip grazed the skull, cleanly slicing off two of its crown bone horns.

"Ah!"

Chi Hong clutched the bald side of its head and retreated repeatedly.

A fountain of blood sprayed from the broken area, and its cheek twitched violently in pain.

These four bone horns were the source of its power, condensed from the blood energy of one hundred thousand people; having two cut off was equivalent to having twenty percent of its power forcibly ripped away.

Li Zhengyang used the momentum to flip in mid-air and land, shaking the shaft of the dragon spear with his right hand.

A spray of black blood fell off.

"Peak Martial Venerable, but you can't take a beating."

"I thought you could take a few of my strikes; it seems the blood energy of one hundred thousand people was fed to a dog."

Chi Hong stared fixedly at the broken horns on the ground, rage boiling over.

It was a dignified Peak Martial Venerable Great Perfection, only one step away from the King level.

Today, it had actually been shorn of its horns by a 4th-Grade Martial Venerable, and even mocked to its face.

"Human!"

Chi Hong spread its arms, squeezing out all the remaining blood energy within its body.

"To be able to force me to use my source, you have enough reason to be proud!"

Black-red flames began to seep from the scales on its body.

The surrounding space began to distort severely, and the giant boulders in the ruins were drawn by an invisible force, converging toward Chi Hong.

In the blink of an eye, a blood-colored meteorite ball with a diameter of over one hundred meters formed above its head.

That pressure faintly showed signs of transcending the Martial Venerable realm.

Li Zhengyang gripped the dragon spear tightly and mobilized his blood energy.

The dark gold bone armor reinforced itself once more, and the crimson gold light flowed at full speed.

I don't care what trump card you have.

Today, these five billion must go into my pocket!

Just as the killing intent on both sides reached its peak.

A thunderclap exploded high in the sky.

Boom!

A pillar of lightning slammed into the center of the battlefield, scattering sparks everywhere.

Lei Qianjue stepped out, carrying a long sword wreathed in electric arcs.

He had seen Li Zhengyang suppressing Chi Hong from mid-air and, unable to restrain himself any longer, had dropped down directly.

But now that he was standing there, he was at a loss.

He first looked at Li Zhengyang.

This kid was covered in strange bone armor, and his blood energy not only hadn't hit bottom but instead exuded a manic, evil nature that grew with the fight; his dragon spear flashed with lightning, and his condition was simply ridiculously good.

Then he turned his head to look at Chi Hong.

Its purple-black scales were pitted, and dozens of blood grooves on its chest were oozing black blood.

The most miserable part was its head; the four bone horns that symbolized its status had been forcibly sliced in half, and it was still spurting blood.

This is called being suppressed?

This is a damn one-sided slaughter!

Lei Qianjue was full of question marks.

He had run all the way from the basement, not even bothering to turn off the spirit gathering array, rushing over in a panic to save someone.

So you came here to go shopping?

Meanwhile, Chi Hong, seeing Lei Qianjue appear, felt its heart sink to the bottom.

For the past hundred years, which demon in the Northern Territory didn't recognize the sword in Lei Qianjue's hand?

Just one Li Zhengyang had already forced it to burn its source; with the addition of Lei Qianjue, it was doomed to die today!

The black-red flames on its body instantly withered by more than half.

It stumbled, guarding against the two of them suddenly attacking.

Behind a dirt mound in the distance.

Lei Hu and Zhao Yi, leading five hundred veterans, lay on the ground watching the excitement.

"Venerable Lei is here!" Zhao Yi breathed a sigh of relief. "Now it's secure."

Lei Hu scratched his head, his expression very colorful.

"Venerable Lei's timing for appearing is quite awkward."

"The department head is killing with such gusto; who does this kill count for?"

The veterans nearby nodded in unison.

"Yeah, the department head said that old monster is worth five billion."

"Venerable Lei is usually indifferent to worldly desires; he wouldn't steal money from a junior, right?"

The ownership of this five-billion-value demon core had become a problem.

In the center of the battlefield.

Lei Qianjue coughed dryly to cover his embarrassment.

He planted his thunderous long sword into the ground and put on the airs of a Nation-Protecting Martial Venerable.

"Zhengyang, step back."

"This demon has reached the Peak Martial Venerable realm; you can't handle it."

"Leave the rest to me."

Hearing this, Chi Hong breathed a secret sigh of relief.

If it only had to deal with Lei Qianjue, it might be able to use a blood escape technique to run away if it risked its life.

But just as it was about to move, Li Zhengyang refused.

Boom!

The dragon spear slammed into the ground, and blood energy exploded on the spot.

"Venerable Lei, are you being reasonable?"

Li Zhengyang strode out, blocking Lei Qianjue directly, and pointed at Chi Hong opposite them.

"I've been beating this old thing for ten minutes; I've smashed half its bones and sliced off two of its horns."

"Its blood bar is empty now, and you come out to steal the kill?"

Lei Qianjue's old face flushed red.

What does it mean to steal a kill?

I'm doing this because I'm afraid you'll have an accident!

This kid doesn't know what's good for him!

"Nonsense!" Lei Qianjue scolded. "A dying counterattack from a Peak Martial Venerable is more than enough to drag you down with it! Step back!"

"I won't!"

Li Zhengyang stiffened his neck and held his large spear horizontally.

"This kill is mine!"

"Whoever dares to steal it from me, I'll chop them up along with it!"

Watching this kid's money-grubbing appearance—valuing money over his own life—Lei Qianjue was so angry his teeth itched.

Chi Hong, standing opposite them, trembled violently.

It felt it had received a great insult.

A dignified demon overlord, half-step King level.

Now it had become a commodity to be fought over?

The two of them were still arguing until their faces were red over the ownership right in front of it.

"You go too far!"

Chi Hong roared.

"I will fight you to the death!"

It smashed the hundred-meter meteorite condensed in mid-air toward the two of them.

The shadow instantly covered the entire ruin.

Lei Qianjue was just about to swing his sword.

But Li Zhengyang took the first step, lightly tapping his toes.

Soaring Dragon Sky-Stepping Footwork.

Space folded.

His figure ignored the coverage area of the meteorite and suddenly appeared right in front of Chi Hong's face.

"What are you yelling for!"

Li Zhengyang reached out with his left hand, locking onto Chi Hong's jaw, and the power of the Tyrannosaurus Bone exploded completely.

He clenched his right fist and smashed it into its chest!

Bang!

The remaining bone armor on its chest shattered with a roar, Chi Hong spat out a large mouthful of black blood, and its aura withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It couldn't drag this out any longer!

Chi Hong was completely crazed; a large mass of blood mist exploded from the broken horns, instantly wrapping its remaining body completely.

Blood Guidance of Returning Ruins!

Not hesitating to burn dry the blood energy source of these one hundred thousand people, it transformed into a red streak of light and dashed madly toward the due north.

That direction was the Land of Extreme Cold.

The territory of the Ice Demon Clan.

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