Come when you want and leave when you want?

Meanwhile!

Seeing Qingming being brutally ravaged, Feng Wuji made his move!

He was an extremely powerful existence.

His every move seemed to align with nature!

His body erupted with boundless dazzling divine light, and he directly joined the battlefield.

Because of Feng Wuji’s participation, the initially one-sided battle gradually turned into a tug-of-war.

It must be said, Feng Wuji was quite powerful.

If Qingming barely possessed the strength of a Two Demon General, then he, on the other hand, possessed roughly the strength of a Ten Demon General.

In the battlefield!

Fourteen figures competed and contended!

Terrifying killing intent permeated the sky.

Sword light shone across the world, and blood Qi rushed to the clouds.

All sorts of powerful trump cards and methods emerged endlessly.

Every contention and collision inevitably brought with it boundless energy aftermath exploding, shooting straight into the clouds.

In the scene, countless people were horrified!

Those who could reach this place today were not considered weak.

However, at this moment, just the pressure emanating from the battlefield made half the people exclaim that they couldn't bear it.

Every figure in the battlefield possessed the power to sweep away everyone present.

This battle lasted for an unknown amount of time, yet neither side could do anything to the other.

After a new round of collisions, both sides pulled back some distance.

"Stop!"

Qingming spoke with lingering fear.

"I admit, I underestimated you all earlier!"

"Your strength has earned my respect!"

"Speaking of which, I have no grievances with you all."

"As long as you let me take the Old Ancestor of the Fu Wang Palace, you can deal with the others as you wish."

"Let's just drop this matter. Consider it giving me some Face, how about it?"

Apparently, the strength of the Twelve Demon Generals made Qingming put away his disdain and subtly softened his stance.

To those who knew Qingming, this was an absolutely incredible matter.

Qingming’s arrogance was well-known.

Since his debut, he had never been seen to bow his head.

However, these words instantly sent the hearts of the Fu Wang Palace people plummeting into the abyss.

They had originally thought that these two mysterious existences would surely resolve the crisis of the Fu Wang Palace.

But now, they were being abandoned as pawns.

Especially Fu Zhong, his eyes were red.

Today, he could be said to have experienced several major ups and downs in his life.

He repeatedly swung between despair and hope.

What made it even harder for him to accept was that he, a dignified Sect Master of a transcendent force, an existence beneath one and above tens of thousands, was one day treated as a pawn.

Just as he was feeling endless despair, the attitude of the Twelve Demon Generals rekindled his desire for life.

Chicken One sneered, "What are you, that you expect us brothers to give you Face!"

"The person I want to kill, you, this fellow, can't protect!"

These words made Qingming's Face completely darken.

At the same time, it filled Fu Zhong's heart with great joy.

Only if their conflict fully escalated would he, and even the Fu Wang Palace, have a chance to survive.

It is said that the Twelve Demon Generals had known each other for many years and had long since reached a state of telepathic understanding.

As Chicken One's words fell.

Two Great Demon Generals stepped out, arriving before the Fu Wang Palace Sect Master Fu Zhong and the Fu Wang Palace Old Ancestor Fu Ji, respectively.

"No… don't!"

Fu Zhong apparently realized something.

He, who had initially been somewhat relieved that the conflict between the Twelve Demon Generals and the Heavenly Sect disciples was escalating, now felt his heart utterly filled with terror.

He sensed the coming of death.

At this moment, he wanted to beg for mercy.

If he had been prepared to die heroically before, then after experiencing a series of changes, he now truly felt how fortunate it was to be alive.

In the Face of life and death, losing a son seemed acceptable.

After all, if he lost a son, he could have another, but he only had one life. If his life was gone, everything would be gone.

However, the two Great Demon Generals didn't waste words with him and stomped their large feet down.

The two people with the highest authority and status in the Fu Wang Palace were directly crushed to death!

The difference was that Fu Zhong died in fear.

And the Fu Wang Palace Old Ancestor died very peacefully.

After all, he had been kicked unconscious by Duck Seven earlier and hadn't woken up yet.

And he would never wake up again.

The two Great Demon Generals acted too quickly.

So fast that Qingming had no time to stop them.

Seeing the people he wanted to protect die tragically before his eyes, his eyes immediately turned red.

He was so angry that his whole body trembled.

He stood in the Void Realm, gritting his teeth and saying.

"Good!"

"Very good!"

"Today, this grudge is completely settled."

"I just hope that in the future, you all won't regret today's actions!"

"Brother Feng, let's go!"

After Qingming finished his harsh words, he intended to leave with Feng Wuji.

However, Chicken One disagreed.

"Kid, is this a place where you can come and go as you please!"

"The grudge for ambushing my Seventh Brother hasn't been settled yet, has it?"

"Trying to leave now, I'm afraid it won't be that easy!"

As he spoke, the Demon Generals spread out, blocking their path.

Seeing this, Qingming's eyes turned even redder.

Since his debut, he had always been the one to block others.

Now he was being blocked by others.

This was truly too much bullying!

At this moment, Feng Wuji stepped forward.

He scanned the Twelve Demon Generals.

"If we two want to leave, you can't stop us!"

His calm words were filled with boundless confidence.

Chicken One was extremely displeased.

If his brother hadn't fallen from his Peak state, how could this guy be so arrogant?

Although he was very reluctant to admit it.

But given the current state of their twelve brothers, forcefully intercepting them would indeed not yield good results.

However, if he allowed the two to leave like this, his thoughts would not be clear!

Just as he was in a dilemma.

"Hehe…"

A strange and ethereal giggle came, echoing throughout the entire scene.

This giggle was extremely demonic.

It seemed to be everywhere, echoing right in one's ears.

"What kind of ghostly sound is that?"

Qingming was irritated, his eyes red as he said.

Today had been quite unlucky for him.

Hearing this inhuman, ghostly sound made him even more agitated.

"Be careful, this thing is not simple!"

Feng Wuji, who had always been calm and composed, showed a hint of apprehension for the first time, warning with a serious expression.

"No matter how not simple it is, can it take our lives?"

Qingming looked around, his Evil Qi rising as he spoke.

However, in that very glance, he saw a scene he would never forget in his life.

A Scarecrow, at some unknown point, had already appeared behind Feng Wuji.

A scarlet scythe swung out.

"Care…"

Before the word 'care' could even leave his mouth, a large head flew into the sky.

As the head ascended, Qingming could vaguely make out the intense disbelief in Feng Wuji's eyes.

This scene utterly terrified him.

Feng Wuji.

His talent was unparalleled, said to possess the demeanor of a Great Emperor, an existence rarely seen even once in a hundred years across the entire continent.

Now, he had his head severed before he could even react.

What in the world was this monstrous thing?

Qingming felt like he was about to crack.

He had always thought that this Northern Region was just a backward and ignorant place.

There shouldn't be any masters here at all.

However, today, he was first severely ravaged by the Twelve Demon Generals.

And Feng Wuji, who was several times stronger than him, had his head directly cut off.

He couldn't understand how so many terrifying and bizarre existences could appear in this region.

"Escape, I must escape far away!"

This was the inner monologue of Qingming at this moment.

Unfortunately, the Scarecrow only acted when it meant business, but whenever it acted, it was always with overwhelming force, shaking the heavens and earth.

Qingming had only run a few feet when a scythe, at some unknown point, was already resting on his neck.

He could clearly feel death, so close to him.

"You can't kill me. If you kill me, you will all die, and even the entire Northern Region will be buried with me!"

The intense crisis of death made his brain operate at high speed, his thoughts clearer than ever before.

"I am…"

He was about to announce the name of the force behind him, but the Scarecrow gave him no chance.

The large hand gripping the scythe gently cut, and another large head flew into the sky.

Then, the Scarecrow shone the lantern in its hand forward, and two lingering souls were directly absorbed into it.

All this took a long time to describe, but from the Scarecrow's appearance to its conclusion, it didn't even take three breaths.

It can be said that before the Scarecrow, all beings were equal!

"Big Brother is awesome!"

Chicken One and the other Twelve Demon Generals were greatly shaken.

Seeing the Scarecrow act again, they realized how lucky they were to have survived its hands.

In the scene, there was a deathly silence, everyone was horrified by the power displayed by the Scarecrow.

Bai Wuxia and Ji Wuchang secretly swallowed their saliva.

Even though Chicken One had previously told them about the Scarecrow's extraordinary nature.

But now seeing it casually kill two masters above Three Yang with a mere flick of its hand.

They only felt their hearts and livers trembling.

And if the Scarecrow's strength was already so terrifying, to what unfathomable degree must their master's power have reached?

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