Chapter 361 Can We Fight Again?
“Puff…”
Yang Tao's hair was disheveled, his body flew sideways, and his chest was cracked.
His opponent was a pitch-black five-colored demon bull, the Niu Yue that he and Wei Fan had mentioned.
When he was young, he fought with Niu Yue for 300 moves before being defeated. Unexpectedly, when they fought again at the peak of the Martial King realm, he was blasted away by Niu Yue before he could even last 50 moves, and was in danger of death.
"Yang Tao, I didn't expect that you have deteriorated over the years. This is so disappointing to me!"
"Killing you, the King of Zhenbei of Daxu Country, should be able to calm down the anger of the Qilin Ape Clan."
Niu Yue, with two huge horns with five-colored light flowing on them, strode after him and smashed down heavily with the mace in his hand.
He was tall and strong, like a small mountain. Every step he took would cause terrible cracks in the ground.
"drink!"
Yang Tao raised the King of Martial Arts' divine weapon in his hand with all his strength to block. It was not that he had regressed, but as his cultivation level improved, Niu Yue's five-colored magic bull bloodline was further stimulated.
The blood of the Five-Colored Demon Bull is very strong. It is said that only by becoming a saint can this clan unleash all of their bloodline abilities.
The five-colored magic bulls below the level of Demon Saint cannot exert the power of the five-colored divine light at all.
Boom! The knife and the mace collided, and the wave of destruction raised a dragon-like cloud of dust, and the land for countless miles was instantly turned into dust.
Yang Tao's arms trembled, his knuckles exploded, and under the overwhelming force, the magic sword in his hand hit his chest heavily, and his body accelerated again and flew sideways.
"It's over. I didn't expect this beast to become so powerful!"
He knew that he was too conceited. He was still brooding over the fact that he was defeated by Niu Yue after fighting him for 300 moves many years ago, so he took the initiative to seek revenge on Niu Yue. However, he didn't expect that Niu Yue became even more powerful than before.
"escape!"
In mid-air, he twisted his body forcefully and bombarded the void with the power of his will, trying to speed up his escape.
But when he turned around, he found that Niu Yue had appeared behind him at some point, and the huge mace was smashing towards his head with the force of splitting the world.
Yang Tao smelled the breath of death and a look of despair appeared on his face. Niu Yue was simply playing tricks on him before. With the opponent's strength, it would not take him more than fifty moves to defeat him. Ten moves would be enough.
"If you dare to hurt him, I will skin you alive..."
Suddenly, a voice seemed to be stretched out and came from a distance, but when the last word fell, the person who made the voice appeared beside him.
At the same time, a strong and powerful hand reached out and held Niu Yue's mace firmly, so that it could no longer be chopped down.
Like a phantom, a majestic figure slowly condensed in front of him, bringing with it a terrifying gust of wind.
Boom boom...
At this time, the rumbling sound rang in my ears and the shaking of the earth was transmitted here.
"What a fast speed, is this a person or a bolt of lightning?"
There was a look of shock in Yang Tao's eyes. How fast must the speed be for him to see the afterimage?
"Wei Fan?"
The figure holding Niu Yue's mace in front of him gradually overlapped with the image of Wei Fan in his mind, and he was replaced by ecstasy.
He was not afraid of death. As the King of Daxu Zhenbei, he had long been prepared to die on the battlefield and be killed by demons, but who would want to die if they could avoid death? He had not lived long enough, and had not yet made a desperate effort to attack the Saint Realm, so naturally he did not want to be killed.
"Are you Niu Yue?"
Wei Fan's hair was flying, and the strong wind caused by his rapid running made his clothes flutter. Behind the yellow sand, there was a burly bull monster in front of him.
The thick bull horns continuously emitted five-colored light alternately, which was an obvious feature of the five-colored demon bull. Combined with the aura of a peak demon king, he understood that this should be the Niu Yue that Yang Tao had mentioned.
But he didn't expect that Yang Tao, who had fought with Niu Yue for three hundred moves before showing signs of defeat, would almost be beaten to death by Niu Yue. If he hadn't tracked the golden lion passing by here, Yang Tao would probably have died with his brain bursting.
In fact, Yang Tao was not the first person he rescued while hunting for the Demon King.
Niu Yue's pupils shrank violently: "Who are you, sir? Could it be Tong Jingchang, the head of Qianyue Sect?"
The man in front of him was too powerful, and his physical strength was terrifying. He only had one hand, but his strength seemed to be able to hold up the heaven and earth. No matter how strong his power was, the mace could not be lowered at all.
In his opinion, throughout the entire Beiding Continent, only the head of Qianyue Sect, Tong Jingchang, had such a terrifying physical body.
"I'm Wei Fan, the Wei Fan who killed Niu Jiang from your Five-Colored Demonic Bull clan!" Wei Fan showed his snow-white teeth.
"What, you are Wei Fan?" Niu Yue couldn't believe his ears.
Wei Fan, who was still a Martial King Level 4 more than a month ago, has become so terrifying? He can lift up his own divine weapon with one hand and resist the divine weapon of the top demon king with his bare hands?
"So you killed Yuan Jie, the Holy Son of the Qilin Ape Clan?"
His tone was full of disbelief, and he instantly realized that Yuan Jie was most likely killed by Wei Fan.
This guy not only didn't run away after killing Yuan Jie, but also ran to Yunjin City to join the battle. He was so bold that he didn't even take the demon clan seriously.
"You guessed it right. The reward is that I will send you to meet him!" Wei Fan grinned.
Niu Yue's hair stood on end and he retreated rapidly, trying to distance himself from Wei Fan.
But his mace had been firmly grasped by Wei Fan. Unless he was willing to give up the magic weapon, he would not be able to get rid of Wei Fan.
"boom!"
Unable to get rid of Wei Fan, he immediately gave up this plan, and brilliant five-colored divine light burst out from his body, as if five alternatingly rotating heavenly swords were about to chop Wei Fan.
"Be careful of his five-colored divine light!"
Yang Tao roared, he knew the horror of the Five-Colored Divine Light and was worried that Wei Fan had little experience fighting against this clan and had underestimated the power of the Five-Colored Divine Light.
Wei Fan turned around: "Don't worry, Brother Yang, this thing can't hurt me!"
He had killed at least eight of the five-colored demon bulls, so he naturally knew the extent of the attack of the five-colored divine light.
The five-colored divine light struck down alternately, and Wei Fan neither dodged nor blocked it, allowing the five-colored divine light to strike him.
"Bang!"
With a sound like muffled thunder, the five-colored divine light struck out by Niu Yue was like porcelain hitting steel. It shattered immediately and turned into a wave and dissipated.
Yang Tao sucked in a breath of cold air, his eyes almost popped out: "Broken... shattered the five-colored divine light?"
He found that even though his sister Zhihua told him a lot about Wei Fan, he still underestimated Wei Fan. This terrifying mortal body was probably already beyond the category of top martial king's magical weapons, otherwise how could it be possible to shatter the five-colored divine light that was said to be indestructible.
“You…” Niu Yue’s scalp was about to explode, and a chill ran down his body from head to toe: “You are not a human!”
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How could there be such a horrible physical body? Even those Saint-level monsters couldn't shatter their own five-colored divine light so easily.
What’s even more terrifying is that although Wei Fan is so terrifying, he is not yet a peak Martial King, nor a ninth-level Martial King.
If one cultivates to the ninth level of Martial King, can he defeat the Martial Saint?
"It's my turn now, try my methods!"
Wei Fan showed his snow-white teeth, threw away the mace he was holding, and punched out.
Boom! The void was wrinkled and almost split apart. The whistling sound from the friction of the fists was deafening, as if a sonic attack was being launched, and the ground kept exploding.
"roar……"
Seeing this scene, Niu Yue was so frightened that his heart and liver were about to burst. His face turned pale instantly and he smelled the breath of death.
"Stop it for me!"
He frantically pulled back the mace and blocked his chest with it, pouring his demon energy into the mace desperately, unleashing the might of the top demon king's magic weapon.
However, it was completely useless. In an instant, the fluctuations of the top demon king's magic weapon were blown away and turned into pure power that surged in all directions. Wei Fan's fist smashed heavily on the mace.
In an instant, Niu Yue felt like a mountain hitting the mace. His strength seemed pitifully weak under the unparalleled power of Ba Jue.
“Puff!”
He opened his mouth and a mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out, and his hands could no longer hold the mace.
Under the overwhelming force, the mace flew backwards and hit his chest heavily. There was an instant sound of broken bones and all his internal organs were shattered.
"It's over!"
Niu Yue's face was ashen, a fist in front of his eyes rapidly enlarged, and after a pain in his head, his consciousness sank into endless darkness.
[Kill Niu Yue, gain 100,000 years of ordinary power, 900 years of King of Martial Arts power]
[Ordinary skill: 2.2 million years]
[King Wu's power: 11,600 years]
His ordinary skills exceeded two million years, and with Niu Yue who was killed now, he killed ten ninth-level demon kings in a short time.
The power of will swept through, collecting Niu Yue's corpse and the Demon King's magic weapon, Wei Fan turned back to look at Yang Tao: "Brother Yang, can you fight again?"
"war!"
Yang Tao's face was full of excitement at this moment, as if he had been injected with chicken blood. With such an unparalleled figure like Wei Fan, he might be able to annihilate all the invading demon kings today. Such a victory, he would participate in it as long as he had breath left.
Moreover, although he was seriously injured, he was not completely without combat power. After recovering for a while, even if he was not in peak condition, he could still play a role.
"roar!"
Suddenly, a shrill roar was heard in the distance, echoing through the mountains, and then sparse roars began to respond between the mountains.
"These beasts are retreating!"
Yang Tao was stunned: "Why did they withdraw so quickly? Have their casualties been very heavy?"
From the sporadic roars, it was obvious that there were not many demon kings left.
He never thought that Wei Fan, who was beside him, had killed ten demon kings alone, and there was also Feng Hua, who had already broken through the ninth level of Martial King and was always extremely mysterious.
With Fenghua's combat power, even if it is not as good as Wei Fan's, he should be able to kill three or four demon kings in such a long time.
Just the two of them together killed more than ten demon kings. If you add on the other human warriors, they were able to kill some as well. The demon side is likely to have lost nearly twenty demon kings, or even more.
The demons are here to take revenge on humans, not to send the demon king to die. In this case, it would be wise to withdraw proactively.
At this point in the fight, as long as the demons have a demon king in charge of the overall situation, they will definitely notice that they have been swept away.
Wei Fan stopped in his tracks upon hearing that. Among the mountains, the living demon kings broke away from their opponents and turned into demonic winds, rushing away into the distance.
(End of this chapter)