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A black ancient sword appeared out of thin air, blocking the attack of the Peng bird's avatar.
Taking advantage of the moment when Fengdu was defending against the Peng Claw, Chu Yang threw another punch at the face of the Golden-Winged Roc King.
Enraged, the Golden-Winged Roc King also threw a punch at Chu Yang, his entire arm radiating a dazzling golden light. He was known as the "Golden-Winged Roc" because golden Buddhist light descended from the sky at his birth, and his physique was stronger than that of the Buddhist Vajra King from a young age.
Who would have thought that I would almost be killed by a human I didn't even know today?
There were millions of demons watching from below; it was utterly humiliating!
Chu Yang unleashed a punch, unleashing the power of a hundred dragons and a hundred elephants, like a mountain pressing down on the Golden-Winged Roc King's fist.
The Golden-Winged Roc King's expression suddenly changed.
He finally understood how the Sea Devouring Demon King had been defeated!
Even he could hardly withstand such power, let alone the Devouring Sea Demon King, whose physique was inferior to his.
A crisp snapping sound.
The sound of bones breaking clearly reached every corner of the battlefield.
The flesh of the Golden-Winged Roc King's right arm exploded open, and blood gushed out instantly.
However, he was still a cut above the Devouring Sea Demon King, and his arm was not completely shattered.
The next moment, it transformed into a golden light and distanced itself from Chu Yang.
To save his life, the Golden-Winged Roc King pushed his speed to the limit, reaching the point of traversing the void, even surpassing the speed of Chu Yang's Flying Thunder God.
As the enemy's abilities in certain areas become stronger, the strength of ninjutsu, like Haki, gradually falls behind, necessitating a search for a way to enhance it.
Obtaining the second Hōgyoku is imperative.
The Golden-Winged Roc King flew high into the sky, his black hair flying wildly, his golden vertical pupils flashing with divine light, his right arm slowly hanging down, and blood as white as gold dripping down, emitting a strange fragrance.
The blood of the Demon King contains boundless energy, making it a rare and highly nourishing substance. For the demon race, it is an unparalleled treasure capable of altering one's bloodline.
As an exceptional species among exceptional species, the Golden-Winged Roc King's divine body is even more precious.
Upon smelling this wondrous fragrance, the demon army on the ground instantly became agitated, especially the demon beasts with the lowest intelligence, who could no longer suppress their low roars.
"A beast without intelligence is just a beast!"
"Humph!"
The Golden-Winged Roc King was furious, and the golden Roc image on his head emitted a sharp cry.
Unfurling its wings that reach the heavens, countless golden feathers shot out, transforming into a shower of flying swords that fell from the sky.
The golden flying sword landed among the monsters, mercilessly taking their lives. Before long, the remaining half of the monsters were almost wiped out by the Golden-Winged Roc King!
Upon seeing this, the great demons and spirit demons looked extremely pale, and they all lowered their heads, concealing the greedy expressions on their faces.
When Li Gexiao and the others arrived, they witnessed the Golden-Winged Roc King slaughtering the demon race. They were immediately silenced by the ruthlessness he displayed.
The demon race believes in survival of the fittest. They are ruthless not only to humans but also to themselves. In the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, the weak can only hand their lives over to the strong and be at their mercy.
"As expected of a demon, it has no humanity at all."
Lu Xiaofeng, who was naturally talkative, couldn't help but be the first to speak.
"Humanity is the most meaningless thing!" The Golden-Winged Roc King looked down at the city wall and sneered, "You humans are always bound by pointless emotions, which is why you are so vulnerable."
Li Ge smiled as he looked at the Golden-Winged Roc King's injured right arm and said, "It seems you are the one who is easily defeated? A defeated opponent should not engage in so much verbal sparring!"
The Golden-Winged Roc King's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he transformed into a golden light, rushing towards the city wall.
The sound of something cutting through the air exploded in everyone's ears!
Li Gexiao was completely unafraid. He drew his sword and rose up, merging the sword energy of the Embroidered Spring Blade with the sword energy of the Divine Sword Technique, slashing towards the golden light that fell above everyone's heads!
when! ! !
After a loud bang, Li Gexiao coughed up blood and flew backward!
The Golden-Winged Roc King only paused briefly, but remained completely unharmed.
He looked at Li Gexiao with an arrogant gaze, a disdainful smirk playing on his lips.
It's as if you're saying that a martial artist who isn't even a grandmaster wants to hurt me.
With his mouth full of blood, Li Ge laughed heartily, "What a stupid beast!! Hahaha!!!"
The Golden-Winged Roc King's face turned deathly pale!
A black ancient sword pierced through the Golden-Winged Roc King's body, which was even more resilient than the Vajra King!
A dazzling, seven-colored demon core hung from the tip of the sword!
A chilling glint!
The demon core was shattered by Fengdu, and the Golden-Winged Roc King completely lost his life force, falling from the sky like a kite with a broken string, crashing onto the remains of the Devouring Sea Demon King.
The remains of two demon kings were piled up in front of the city gate, emanating a terrifying aura.
[Please give me a monthly ticket! ! ! 】
Chapter 188. Of course, bragging is something others should do.
188.
"The Demon King is dead!"
"Both the Golden-Winged Roc King and the Sea-Devouring Demon King are dead!"
Fear spread rapidly among the demon army, something that had never happened since the founding of the Demon Kingdom. The remaining powerful demons were terrified.
They looked at Chu Yang in terror.
With the sun and moon above his head and the demon king beneath his feet, he seemed like a god descending to earth!
How could they possibly have even the slightest thought of attacking the city?
Why aren't you tucking your tail between your legs and running away?!
First, the spirits and demons couldn't withstand the pressure and scattered and fled. The demons rushed about, and the earth trembled.
The powerful demons who had already cultivated into human form transformed into multicolored streaks of light, flying in different directions and shining like stars in the dark night sky.
Because their numbers were too large, Chu Yang was unable to wipe them all out. He could only release his flying swords to intercept and kill one or two powerful demons at will, which was like kicking a dog when it was down.
"Have we managed to defend Jinling City?"
Hua Manlou could not see the scene of the ten thousand demons fleeing in front of the city gate; he could only guess the situation based on the sound of their escape.
"Yes! We held on, and it was still a big win!"
Looking at Chu Yang, whose black hair was flying in the wind, Lu Xiaofeng felt a deep sense of respect.
When has the human race ever achieved such a resounding victory against the demon race?
In a battle between two armies of equal size, the human race is always at a disadvantage.
"I really want to see the prince's demeanor at this moment; I wonder how majestic and heroic he must look..."
Hua Manlou looked longingly at him; for the first time in over twenty years, he felt regret for not being able to see.
"Even if Ximen Chuixue came, he'd have to step aside."
Lu Xiaofeng stroked his mustache, grinning from ear to ear.
"Since no one has witnessed the legendary Sword God's prowess, we might as well say that even Li Xunhuan would have to step aside."
Li Gexiao walked unsteadily to the side of the group.
"How's the injury?"
Hua Manlou heard Li Gexiao's intermittent breathing and couldn't help but ask with concern.
"I'll be fine after a rest. I must say, the Demon King is truly formidable. I even broke my sword, but it didn't even scratch him."
Li Ge grinned, but there was a hint of disappointment in his laughter.
"I can tell you're getting cocky lately, not even taking the Demon King seriously. Looking at the entire Ming Dynasty, besides Zhuge Shenhou, who dares to say they can definitely defeat the Demon King?"
"You managed to stab someone and survive, that's something to brag about for the rest of your life, what more do you want?"
Lu Xiaofeng shook his head, his words tinged with jealousy, "If I had known, I should have gone first. I would have risked my life to seize this chance to be remembered for generations!"
"From now on, whenever anyone mentions you, Li Ge will give them a thumbs up with a smile."
Li Gexiao was overjoyed by what she was told and wanted to laugh out loud to express her emotions, but this aggravated her wound, causing her to wince in pain and turn pale.
After the demons retreated, Chu Yang flew back to the city wall and saw Li Gexiao's embarrassed state. He laughed and said, "Old Li, you've worked hard. If you hadn't angered the Golden-Winged Roc King, I wouldn't have been able to kill him."
Li Gexiao took two deep breaths before slowly speaking: "I saw it during the siege just now. That bird was very fast, even the Demon-Slaying Crossbow couldn't catch up with it. If it weren't for the large number of crossbow bolts left by General Qi, which made the arrows fly in a dense barrage, plus Li Xunhuan's Little Li Flying Dagger, I'm afraid we wouldn't have been able to hold out even for the first wave."
"I was prepared to risk my life to hold him off, but I didn't expect the prince to be so quick and save my life."
Chu Yang patted him on the shoulder and instructed, "Don't use such a desperate method next time. If you can't kill him this time, you can try again next time. There will always be another chance."
Li Ge nodded with a smile, but said nothing.
Chu Yang knew that he would make the same choice again if he encountered this situation again.