The Lion Clan's signature move, the Mad Lion Fist, is unparalleled in its ferocity!

The Lion Spirit's display of nine phantoms had already astonished everyone, but now it had unleashed forty-nine, leaving the other demons around them completely dumbfounded.

The entire land sank under the pressure of his fist, the trees snapped in half, and the boulders turned to dust.

Yun Jianyue frowned, then waved her hand, creating an inexplicable aura that protected the two women beside her.

Although Yu Yanluo's Medusa Eyes is so powerful that even Grandmasters are wary of it, her physical body is not known for its strength and may not be able to withstand it, while Yan Xuehen is too badly injured.

At this moment, Yu Yanluo smiled at her and said, "Sister Yun is injured, so let me do it."

As they spoke, a scroll of flowing light enveloped the women, and for a moment they seemed to be in a special space, isolated from the world they had just been in.

Yun Jianyue's eyes lit up: "The world in the painting... it seems to have the style of the academy's chief priest. So you are that mysterious disciple, Hua."

Yan Xuehen glanced at her again; he already knew this from their previous encounter.

Yu Yanluo was somewhat surprised: "Sister Yun is indeed very knowledgeable. I hope you can keep this a secret."

Yun Jianyue put her arm around her shoulder and said, "Don't worry, you've already called me 'sister,' how could I not agree?"

Meanwhile, the "Lion Spirit" outside felt a jolt in his heart. What was the situation with those two women? Each of them possessed unfathomable abilities.

However, he had no time to worry about anything else at the moment; he had to suppress the man first.

The roars of forty-nine male lions were deafening, and the heavens and earth seemed to change color.

A series of cyan ripples appeared behind Zuan, followed by bursts of sword energy condensed in the void shooting out from them.

At first, the golden lions roared and resisted the cyan sword energy, but they quickly lost their strength and were pierced by the sword energy, pinning them to the ground in mid-air.

This is not the true form of the Western Lion, so how could it possibly deal with the Azure Phoenix Sword Formation of Zuan?

Seeing this dazzling scene, the other demon experts were mesmerized. This guy could actually defeat the Western Lion?

Even though it was just a wisp of divine thought, everyone had just clearly witnessed how terrifying its pressure was.

Princess Changning's breathing quickened. This man was even more powerful than she had imagined. She absolutely could not miss this opportunity.

Princess Soren's beautiful eyes sparkled; that move she just made was truly impressive.

At the same time, a thought struck him: this move felt somewhat familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

At this moment, "Lion Spirit" directly moved horizontally through the void. He knew that he was no match for it in his current state. Although he was unwilling, he made a quick decision to escape.

Zu'an was naturally unwilling to let him go so easily. Just as he was about to chase after him, he saw "Lion Spirit" pull up several of the Lion Clan's subordinates from a distance, throwing a few towards the direction of Yu Yanluo and the other women, and a few towards Princess Soren and Qiao Heng.

He had been observing coldly from inside his brother's body. Not to mention Yu Yanluo and the other women, Princess Soren had reminded him several times, and Qiao Heng had been saved by her. There must be some connection between them. This move was called attacking where the enemy must defend.

The bodies of those lion-like minions exploded with a bang, turning into plumes of blood mist, each containing immense power.

"Blood Explosion Technique!" The demons all paled. This was an extremely vicious technique. The power of the explosion was already terrifying, but even if one could withstand the explosion, as long as one was stained with a trace of blood, the body would rot continuously and eventually turn into a pool of pus and blood.