Chu Yang could clearly hear the roars of the seven Demon Generals. As for their domains, how could he not be prepared? Before he made his move, he had already calculated all of this, so how could the seven Demon Generals succeed?
"What a pity!"
Chu Yang was within six hundred and fifty feet of the seven Demon Generals. He felt that it was a pity. He had killed the Gold Roc Holy Son, so it was impossible for him to kill the seven Demon Generals now. Especially since the seven Demon Generals had already released their domains, it was even more impossible.
However, he did not leave. He could not assassinate the seven Demon Generals now, but after a while, when the seven Demon Generals thought that he had left and relaxed their nerves, it might be an opportunity.
At that time, the seven Demon Generals would never expect that he would return.
However, Chu Yang suddenly thought of Yang Ziming, and his heart could not help but skip a beat. "Oh no!"
At this moment, the seven Demon Generals had already roared, "Chu Yang, do you think I can't find you hiding there? You're too naive — die!"
Rumble!
The seven Demon Generals furiously attacked, and a Demon Hand that blotted out the sky appeared, and slapped towards Yang Ziming, but midway, it changed into a claw, and grabbed Yang Ziming, and said furiously, "So it's just an ant!"
"Haha!"
Yang Ziming was discovered, but not only was he not afraid, he even laughed loudly. "Bastard, I'm an ant, and you're also an ant in Young Master Chu's eyes. Just wait for your death! Today it's the Gold Roc Holy Son, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow it'll be you, you bastard — haha! "
Yang Ziming's laughter made him the center of attention. The villagers couldn't help but look at him. For a moment, they couldn't help but treat the so-called Young Master Chu as their savior.
As for the people of the Thousand Demon Sect, they were completely terrified. Even a figure like the Gold Roc Holy Son had been killed, and they didn't even know how he had been killed. This Chu Yang was too terrifying.
Also, as Yang Ziming said, if Chu Yang could assassinate the Gold Roc Holy Son, then Chu Yang could also assassinate the seven Demon Generals.
At this moment, the people of the Thousand Demon Sect could not help but feel even more terrified.
The Seven Demon Generals were also terrified. Yang Ziming's words were not wrong. Chu Yang's peerless attack just now was too shocking. He had no way to guard against it.
The more he thought about it, the more terrified he became. He roared, "Chu Yang, if you don't come out now, I'll crush your companion to death here."
"Haha!"
Yang Zi Ming laughed even louder, "Beast, don't waste your time, I would like to be Young Master Chu's companion, but unfortunately, I don't have the qualifications! Fortunately, I didn't take the initiative to assassinate you bastards. Otherwise, I would have spoiled Young Master Chu's plans. Haha, this is great! It's so satisfying to see you beasts' terrified expressions! "
Boom!
The Seven Demon Generals naturally wouldn't believe Yang Ziming so easily. In their fury, they ruthlessly threw Yang Ziming to the ground. Yang Ziming let out a miserable shriek as his bones and tendons were broken.
However, what was inconceivable was that in such a state, as soon as Yang Ziming landed on the ground, he actually jumped up and pounced on the nearest Thousand Devil Sect disciple. He bit off this person's neck, twisted his head off, and raised it up.
"Haha!" Yang Zi Ming laughed loudly again, "Satisfying, it's really satisfying! Beast, thank you. If you didn't send me to his side and make him think that I'm just a dying person, how could I possibly kill him? Haha! "
Fearless, not caring about his own life. Such a Yang Zi Ming caused the pupils of the Seven Demon Generals to shrink, and caused the people of the Thousand Demon Sect to tremble in fear. If every one of them was like Yang Zi Ming, they would die without a burial ground, their bodies smashed into pieces.
Naturally, they knew what they had done. They were angered by both humans and gods.
"You're just an ant at the third or fourth layer of the Qi Soul Realm. You dare to be so arrogant in front of me? Die!"
The Seven Demon Generals were furious. The demonic hand that covered the sky once again brazenly slammed down.
"Haha!" Yang Ziming endured the severe pain, straightened his back, and laughed out loud. "Good job killing you, bastard. Thank you for sending me to hell. I will wait for you in hell. When you enter hell, you will lose your advantage in terms of cultivation. I will eat you alive bit by bit!"
What kind of hatred, what kind of enmity could cause Yang Zi Ming to act like this? Yang Zi Ming's actions were terrifying.
Bang!
The Seven Demon Generals seemed to be afraid of meeting Yang Zi Ming's ghost in hell and being eaten alive. In their fury, the demonic hand turned from slapping to sweeping. Moreover, their movements were extremely gentle, as if they were afraid of killing an ant like Yang Zi Ming.
How could they not see that Yang Zi Ming was determined to die, so they continued to provoke him.
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