Shang Xiye came with fierce momentum, and his attack was a life-or-death struggle.
As one of the Ten Demon Generals, Meng Qi was a formidable figure, leaving behind mountains of corpses and seas of blood wherever he went.
But only in this realm, under the Nine Kings, did he suffer three losses in a row, and each time the Nine Kings were aided by tribulation lightning.
This infuriated Meng Qi, who roared, "Foolish human! I didn't intend to take your life today, yet you've become so arrogant!"
"If you don't want to take my life, then what are you doing here? Are you here for sightseeing?" Shang Xiye sneered mercilessly, his blazing sword piercing the thin layer of demonic mist, narrowly missing Meng Qi's ear and taking away a wisp of hair from his ear.
Startled by the sword's edge, Meng Qi instinctively felt a chill run down his spine.
This mortal fool truly deserves to be called a war god among men.
His cultivation level is not mixed, but his skills are truly remarkable!
If given time, this child will grow up and become a great scourge to the demon realm!
No wonder His Majesty was so determined to get rid of him; it seems it wasn't just because of a woman!
Meng Qi was determined to rise up and kill Shang Xiye.
Although he now only has half a remnant soul, he is still one of the Ten Great Demon Generals. If he were to truly risk his life, he would have a 60-70% chance of killing a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator.
but……
The Heavenly Tribulation Baby, who was about to fall into a deep sleep in the sky, was still counting "three" very slowly.
The lightning bolts falling from the sky continued to thunder incessantly.
Meng Qi: "..."
Tens of thousands of grass mud horses are rolling back and forth in my mind.
"Fine, I'll spare you this time!" After uttering these harsh words, Meng Qi suddenly turned around and roared at the group of demon sons and grandsons: "What are you still standing here for? Are you waiting to be struck by lightning if you don't leave!"
"Oh, oh!"
"Retreat! Retreat now!"
The group of demonic cultivators finally snapped out of their shock and hurriedly turned their flying boat around to try and escape.
Shang Xiye, riding on his flying sword, gave chase and shouted coldly, "How dare you come and go as you please before me? Otherwise, I would become a laughingstock!"
The flames on the Blazing Sword surged.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
"Boom! Boom!"
The fierce flame blades slashed out repeatedly, accompanied by intermittent lightning from the sky, raining down on the three-tailed flying boat and the demonic cultivators on it, causing the flying boat to sway left and right.
One of the flying ships was the most unfortunate, as it was directly struck by the stray lightning.
The ship of friendship capsized in an instant, and all the little demon cultivators on board were turned into dumplings on the spot.
The other two ships of demonic cultivators watched with trepidation.
Previously, they were complacent about their right to ride in the aircraft, feeling that they were prestigious in front of other gang members and considered themselves superior.
Now they are filled with deep regret:
Isn't it better to just walk properly?
They just had to go and do something so reckless at a height of 1,000 meters!
Meng Qi felt a chill run down his spine and his hair stand on end. He flipped his hand and took out a piece of black magic crystal the size of a fingernail, which he embedded into the groove at the bow of the flying boat. He then used all his strength to activate it, instantly turning a low-grade flying boat into a mid-grade flying boat at its speed.
Because the lower-grade flying boats are not very fast, they are not designed with a defensive outer shield.
The howling wind blew the entire ship full of demonic cultivators into heads that stood up like brooms.
Ji Fengming and Hei Xiao rushed over at lightning speed, only to be startled by the sight of this boat full of broom-headed men. Luckily, one of them ran out of spiritual energy and fell from mid-air.
"Holy crap, who are these people? Their outfits are seriously awesome!" Ji Fengming swayed and quickly steadied his flying sword, unable to resist whistling.
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