Because the pangolin's body was huge, it was more susceptible to the surrounding demonic qi's corrosion. Cultivation might not be a problem now, but it would be damaged in the long run.
Although the pangolin emperor had turned into his beast form, his mind was still clear. He knew he had to leave now. Fortunately, the passageway here was large enough for his body to pass through.
"Seal!"
Just as the pangolin emperor thought he was about to escape, a translucent red membrane suddenly appeared at the passageway entrance, blocking it. Then, a scarlet Asura flapped its wings and landed nearby.
"Hiss …" The pangolin emperor gasped in fear. He knew he was done for. This was an authentic Asura, and an experienced one at that. His strength was extraordinary.
What was interesting was that Du Feng's pupils shrank because the person who had just arrived was none other than Zhan Batian's master, the authentic Blood Armored Asura. He didn't need to look at anything else. He could recognize it just by looking at the blood armor and the scarlet wings.
The Blood Armored Asura was an experienced Asura at the peak of the Nine Transformation Stage. He could crush the pangolin emperor with one finger, but he could also crush Du Feng with one finger.
He stretched out a finger, or more accurately, a fingernail, and gently pierced the pangolin demon cultivator's body. The black scales, which were harder than steel, were pierced through like they were made of paper.
Then, the pangolin's huge body rapidly shrank and withered. All the blood in his body was sucked away by the fingernail. The wings on the Blood Armored Asura's back turned even redder.
Du Feng's scalp went numb, but he didn't dare to move. He wasn't the only one who didn't dare to move. The other meditation cultivators didn't dare to move either.
No one dared to move without the Blood Armored Asura's command. If they angered him, they might all be slaughtered. Moreover, the Blood Armored Asura had supported his disciple Zhan Batian to kill Du Feng many times. There was no way he wouldn't recognize him.
"You're Du Feng, right?"
After killing the Pangolin Demon Emperor, the blood-armored Asura turned around and looked at Du Feng with a smile. It seemed that her attitude was quite good.
"Yes, it's me."
At this time, Du Feng couldn't run away, but he couldn't admit defeat. Since he was going to die anyway, he might as well give it a try. At least he could die with some dignity.
"Not bad, this young man is indeed not bad."
The Blood-Armored Asura nodded and seemed to admire Du Feng.
"It would be great if my disciple was half as outstanding as you."
From the Blood Armored Asura's words, it seemed that she really thought highly of Du Feng. What was the meaning of this? Could it be that he wanted to take Du Feng as his disciple? Who knew that the next sentence would immediately change the topic.
"My disciple died so unjustly. Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
Damn it, I knew it was a trap. The Blood Armored Asura's words sounded nice at first, as if it wanted to reconcile with Du Feng. Who would have thought that the topic would suddenly turn into revenge?
"It can't be, Senior. Why do I remember that he committed suicide?"
Du Feng remembered clearly that Zhan Batian had been absorbed by that pair of wings. Saying that he had committed suicide was a polite way of putting it. The truth was that the Blood Armored Asura had killed his disciple and used his disciple's flesh and blood as fertilizer.
"Is that so? Then why don't you commit suicide as well and accompany my disciple?"
The moment the Blood Armored Asura said this, Du Feng's face fell immediately. Initially, he thought that as a senior from the Underworld, he would want to save face and not find trouble with a junior directly. After all, even the Heavenly Thearch and Thearch Le did not find trouble with Du Feng directly. At most, they would send their disciples to find trouble with him.
Who knew that the Blood Armored Asura would be so shameless? He did not care about the fact that he was a senior from the Underworld. He did not take action directly either. Instead, he wanted Du Feng to commit suicide.
"Senior, you must be joking. I have never thought of committing suicide."
Du Feng chuckled. He was already prepared for battle. He secretly took out a small oil lamp and wrapped it with both hands, ready to light it up at any time.
"Since you don't want to commit suicide, then I will reluctantly do it."
With that, the Blood Armored Asura really made his move. He did not move from his original position, but raised his hand and aimed at Du Feng. A fingernail suddenly lengthened and shot over.
At the same time, Du Feng activated the small oil lamp. The Moka Warrior appeared in front of him and blocked the fatal blow for him. Du Feng hurriedly dodged to the side. Relying on the Moka Warrior to block the attack, he barely avoided the Blood Armored Asura's careless attack.
"Oh, you know Mojia Tuo."
Mojia was the creator of cultivation techniques, and Mojia Tuo was Mojia's grand-disciple. He was also the current City Lord of Mojia City. The old man who had chatted with Du Feng in Mojia City was the Deputy City Lord, Mojia Tuo's disciple and Mojia's grand-disciple.
The Blood Armored Asura did not care about a Deputy City Lord. However, City Lord Mojia Tuo was from the same generation as him and was also a senior Asura.
"It doesn't matter if we know each other. You must die today."
With that, the Blood Armored Asura attacked again. This time, two fingernails pierced through. In a panic, Du Feng activated the small oil lamp twice. The Moka Warrior also appeared twice, but it was destroyed both times. The small oil lamp had a total of three activations, and they were all used up just like that.
"What do you think? What else do you have? Use it."
The Blood Armored Asura knew very well that the small oil lamp could only be used three times. Now that the three times had been used up, Du Feng would not be able to deal with the next attack. He stretched out his right index finger and aimed at Du Feng. As long as his fingernail shot out this time, his opponent would die without a doubt.
Whoosh!
This guy was really shameless. He did not care about the face of his elders, nor did he give Mojia Tuo any face. This was because the person who could get this small oil lamp must have a special relationship with the City Lord of Mojia City.
Clang!
Everyone thought that Du Feng was dead for sure. They did not expect that the nail would suddenly be blocked. Because an old man appeared in front of Du Feng. He reached out and flicked the Blood Armored Asura's fingernail back.
"Mojia Tuo, you old thing, how dare you block me!"
The Blood Armored Asura knew that the City Lord of Mojia City had come in person. If it were not for the City Lord, ordinary people would not have been able to block his attack.
"If I didn't come, you would have killed me."
Mojia Tuo signaled for Du Feng to hide behind him. He opened his wings and blocked the front.
"You old thing, why are you so protective of him? Is he your illegitimate son?"
The Blood Armored Asura looked at Mojia Tuo, as if he wanted to see through his secrets.
"Watch your mouth. He is my Junior Uncle."
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