Chapter 378 Let’s Kill This Dormitory First

In Daxu, the shouting and screaming in Yunjin City shook the sky.

Zhenbei King Yang Tao floated in the sky, looking at the battlefield below with a grim expression. Even though the soldiers of Daxu were fearless and brave, they could not withstand the endless attacks of the demons. Since the great battle, this was the seventh attack launched by the demons on Yunjin City.

Although the soldiers of Yunjin City repelled the demon army every time, the Daxu side also suffered casualties. Up to now, the number of wounded soldiers on the Daxu side has exceeded 100,000, and the number of deaths has exceeded 30,000.

The purpose of these demons was not to capture Yunjin City. They just wanted to kill Daxu's soldiers to vent their anger. Even if it was two for one, they wanted to avenge the previous killing of a group of demon kings.

These demon kings can ignore the lives of low-level demons, but he, the King of Zhenbei, cannot ignore the lives of his soldiers.

"You can't bear it? This is just the beginning. The order I received is to use up every soldier of your Daxu. This is the end of your friendship with Wei Fan."

In the distant sky, the mocking voice of the demon king was heard.

This is a demon king who was transformed from a weasel. He has a pointed chin and eyes as small as soybeans. Among the demon army below, most of them are from the weasel clan.

This clan's bloodline is not strong, but they have one characteristic: they are very fertile, and they are a cannon fodder race among the demons.

Yang Tao's heart was filled with murderous intent: "If I, Daxu, am left with only one soldier, your weasel clan will surely be exterminated."

The weasel laughed and said, "Let's destroy them. Even if we destroy them, the Saints such as the Five-Colored Demon Bull and the Qilin Ape will continue to dispatch their armies. Let's see who dies first..."

He is completely different from Yang Tao. Yang Tao would feel sad when he saw the soldiers dying in battle below, but he didn't feel that way at all.

As soon as these words were spoken, helplessness emerged in Yang Tao's angry eyes, and he could only watch his army go into the battlefield.

He wanted to start a war with the King of Martial Arts, but the weasel refused to fight him at all. As soon as he started to fight, the weasel demon king retreated and did not engage in a king-level battle with him at all.

He couldn't intervene in the low-end battlefield. Once he intervened, the Demon King would also attack Daxu's ordinary soldiers, which would be even more troublesome.

"You are looking for death. You are forcing me, Da Xu and Wei Fan, like this. Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to bear the consequences of angering him?" Yang Tao said gritting his teeth.

He had not intended to alarm Wei Fan, but if things continued like this, he would have no choice but to find Wei Fan.

With hundreds of thousands of casualties in the army, Daxu could not hold out for long no matter how powerful the country was.

The Weasel Demon King laughed and said, "I don't know what the consequences of angering him are, but this is the consequence of angering my demon race. Wei Fan is just a coward who can only hide in the heart of the human race. What's the point of angering him? Do you think he is a martial saint? As soon as he appeared, I killed him."

Yang Tao really wanted to say that Wei Fan would soon become a Martial Saint, and he even wanted to tell people that the demon hunter Minghuo who had killed the demon king before was Wei Fan, but he held back.

"You want to kill me?"

Suddenly a familiar voice came to his ears.

He looked back and saw two figures breaking through the air in the sky. They were close to him in the blink of an eye. Who else could it be but Wei Fan?

"Brother Wei..."

Yang Tao couldn't help but feel happy. When he saw Wei Fan, he felt like he had seen his backbone.

Although Daxu's soldiers repelled the demon army every time, he felt uncomfortable with the daily death. It's not that he didn't want to kill the weasel demon king, but the other party's cultivation was not much weaker than his. Every time he made a move, the weasel demon king would run away and he could not catch up at all.

"Wei Fan?"

The weasel demon king's expression changed. He was just bragging, but he never expected that Wei Fan would really show up.

He had never fought with Wei Fan, but the man who could make the Five-Colored Demon Bull, Qilin Ape and other demon saint clans want to kill him must be no simple person. Moreover, according to gossip, Yuan Jie, the saint son of the Qilin Ape clan, was most likely killed by Wei Fan.

"I'll kill this guy first!"

Wei Fan rushed past Yang Tao, and Yang Tao instantly felt his blood boiling. Only Wei Fan dared to say such domineering words. Otherwise, if someone else came, who would dare to say that he could 100% kill the peak demon king in one day.

"I'm sorry, I can't keep you company!"

The weasel demon king turned around and ran away, not wanting to fight with Wei Fan at all.

His mission was to lead the army to fight a war of attrition with the Daxu soldiers rather than kill King Wu. He didn't even want to fight with Yang Tao, let alone the emerging Wei Fan.

"boom!"

Wei Fan was like a bolt of thunder that crossed the void, bringing with it a rumbling sound and leaving a trail of white air behind him.

Qing Mingyou has extremely powerful saint-level body skills and extraordinary speed, but the distance between him and the Weasel Demon King is too far, and the other party ran away as soon as he appeared. For a moment, even if Wei Fan's speed is several times that of the Weasel Demon King, it is difficult to catch up. Of course, the distance between the two is getting closer.

"If you dare to chase me into the heart of my demon clan, I will find the demon king to kill you!"

A token appeared in the hand of the Weasel Demon King. While reporting the news of Wei Fan's appearance, he also turned back to provoke.

He was not close to Yunjin City in the first place. He was dozens of miles away from Yunjin City. Even if Wei Fan was very fast, he would not be able to catch up with him in a short time.

By the time Wei Fan caught up with him, the powerful demon king nearby had already arrived.

If Wei Fan can be killed by then, powerful races such as the Five-Colored Demon Bull and the Qilin Ape will give him benefits.

"Brother Wei, don't chase after a desperate enemy!"

Yang Tao shouted, no matter how powerful Wei Fan was, he couldn't run rampant in the demon heartland alone. Even if the Demon Saint had gone to the wilderness, no Martial King could run rampant in the demon heartland. One Demon King was not your opponent, but what about hundreds or thousands of them?

Wei Fan turned a deaf ear to him, increased his speed once again, and opened both of his soul's eyes.

The weasel demon king was shocked. He didn't expect that the terrifying speed before was not Wei Fan's limit.

"The interrogation is over? Then you can die now!"

Wei Fan had deliberately revealed his tracks to let the enemy find him, so he naturally did not stop the weasel from sending the message. He even deliberately gave the weasel time to send the message.

“Buzz…”

In his sea of ​​consciousness, the Xuanhuang Cauldron, the Hupo Knife, and the Jiaolong Sunset Bow floated up and down above his soul's head, blending with each other.

Suddenly, the Flood Dragon Sunset Bow vibrated, and as if summoned, it rushed out of the sea of ​​consciousness with the Dragon Horn Arrow.

While galloping, Wei Fan suddenly stretched out his hands, holding the dragon horn arrow in one hand and the Jiaolong Sunset Bow in the other, then bent the bow and shot the arrow.

The power of the combination of the Flood Dragon Sunset Bow and the Dragon Horn Arrow is to some extent not inferior to that of the Xuanhuang Cauldron, and its long-range attack capability is invincible. However, after entering the five major domains, he has not yet demonstrated the power of the Flood Dragon Sunset Bow in front of the world.

The energy in the sky surged in, the muscles in Wei Fan's arms bulged, and the power poured in like a dam breaking. In an instant, it seemed as if there was an extra sun in the sky.

“Crackle…”

There were flashes of lightning on his body, each as thick as an arm. For a moment, he seemed like the god of thunder, bathed in lightning.

"What the hell?"

The weasel demon king, who was locked dozens of miles away, felt his hair stand on end and sent out frantic warnings from his soul.

His clan's bloodline is not strong and their combat power is very low, but they are very alert and have a keen sense of danger. It was because of this intuition that he did not participate in the battle of Yunjin City and escaped with his life.

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After the death toll of more than 20 demon kings spread, many demon kings felt frightened, but he was not too surprised.

"A bow-type magic weapon?"

The Weasel Demon King looked back in horror, only to see Wei Fan pulling out a golden dragon-shaped bow with an arrow on it that could attract lightning. It was this top-level martial king-level bow that brought him a strong sense of crisis.

"boom!"

Wei Fan loosened his fingers, and a thick arrow pierced through the sky, drawing a terrible fold in the void, as if a huge thunder had blasted out.

“Can’t avoid it!”

The weasel demon king roared, the terrible divine bow had locked onto him. No matter how he changed his position, the terrifying arrow still locked onto him. With the terrifying speed of lightning, it shot to him in the blink of an eye. The field brought by the lightning made the hairs all over his body stand up.

“Squeak…”

An instinctive scream came from his mouth. It was a sound that he hadn't made in many years. Only young children would make such a scream.

His brows glowed, and a big knife appeared in his hand, slashing out hundreds of feet of blade light towards the dragon horn arrow.

Unable to avoid it, he could only fight it head-on.

“Puff!”

However, at the moment of collision, his sword light was pierced through immediately, and he was unable to block the terrifying electric dragon horn arrow.

"not good!"

The weasel demon king was horrified and quickly turned his hand back to hold the magic sword across his chest.

"boom!"

The next moment, the dragon horn arrow carrying huge lightning hit the magic sword. The lightning was transmitted through the magic weapon, and green smoke immediately emerged from the body of the weasel demon king, and the smell of meat was emanating.

"ah……"

Lightning exploded, and the weasel's body was submerged in an instant. Electric flashes as thick as arms exploded in pieces, creating a large amount of fireworks.

When the lightning dissipated, only a dim divine sword fell powerlessly from the sky. The weasel demon king had been evaporated by the terrible lightning, and no body was left.

[Kill the Weasel Demon King, gain 100,000 years of ordinary power, 900 martial arts power]

[Ordinary skill: 720,000 years]

[King Wu's power: 14,000 years]

"He's just cannon fodder sent out to die!"

Wei Fan snorted coldly, and the power of his will surged, calling back the dragon horn arrow that had been shot out.

"What a terrifying divine bow! Isn't his most powerful divine weapon the cauldron tempered with Xuanhuang Stone?"

Yang Tao took a breath.

Dozens of miles away, a peak demon king was killed with one arrow. This power is simply terrifying.

The reason why he couldn't do anything to the Weasel Demon King these days was that the other party was too alert and would run away at the slightest sign of trouble.

Wei Fan didn't even have to chase into the demon tribe's territory, he could just shoot the weasel demon king from a distance.

"The demon king is dead, run!"

On the battlefield in the distance, the demon army saw Wei Fan shoot the weasel demon king to death with one arrow from dozens of miles away, so they no longer had the heart to continue fighting.

Although King Wu will not attack low-level demons, who knows whether Wei Fan, the God of Death, will act according to the rules. Even if he does not massacre low-level demons like them on a large scale, he only needs to kill a few leading demon lords to tilt the battlefield.

"Retreat!" A demon lord roared, and immediately repelled the opponent and made him flee.

As the demon lord leading the army began to flee, the demon army collapsed in an instant and poured into the mountains and forests, becoming a defeated army.

(End of this chapter)