"Can't escape?" Ping Yang pounced on thin air and almost landed on her face. However, she was still confused when she heard what Fang Zhengzhi said.
That was because she did not understand what Fang Zhengzhi meant by "can't escape". Did he mean that it was too late? Or that he could not escape?
Fang Zhengzhi would not explain himself. However, in reality, it was easy to understand what he meant after thinking about the situation of the battle.
The Heaven Dao Pavilion was attacked from all directions.
His intention was rather obvious. He wanted to use the tactic of creating chaos and kill a few Monster Kings before the Monster Race and Demon Race had a clear understanding of the situation.
However, what about after that?
If Fang Zhengzhi did not appear on the cliff of the Sword Peak of the Heaven Dao Pavilion, the Monster Race and Demon Race would definitely join forces and defend the dilapidated Black Palace at the foot of the Heaven Dao Pavilion. They would then wait for the Human Alliance to attack them from the front.
Fang Zhengzhi could not escape because he really could not.
Once he chose to escape, the battle would be meaningless. In the end, it would still be a battle of life and death between the humans and the Monster Race and Demon Race.
The result could also be predicted.
After the appearance of the Godly State experts of the Monster Race and Demon Race, the Human Alliance would not be able to unite with their full strength.
Fang Zhengzhi did not like to be the hero of the humans. However, in the past few months, he understood that no one could escape unscathed.
Although the Human Alliance was not united, he could not sit back and do nothing. After all, if the Human Alliance was defeated, he would not be able to change the world on his own.
Just like Yun Qingwu.
Yun Qingwu's strength lay in her intelligence. However, almost all of her intelligence was used on leadership. To put it bluntly, Yun Qingwu's strength lay in her ability to unite people.
The five-year-old Yun Qingwu was exiled from the Blood Shadow City. She brought the wealth given to her by the Demon Lord and a few followers to protect her to a foreign "barren land".
However, under such circumstances, Yun Qingwu used her little bit of wealth and a few followers to forcefully establish a power in the "barren land".
One became ten, then ten became a hundred, then a hundred became a thousand …
In the end, with the help of Half Sage Can Yang, he unified the territory outside the Blood Shadow City and led the troops of the Six Domains to the Blood Shadow City.
Yun Qingwu only took five years to achieve this.
In the next ten years, Yun Qingwu only did one thing, and that was to find an opportunity to step into the Holy Region. However, the method she used was also to "find someone".
Find useful people and do things that can be done!
That was how powerful Yun Qingwu was.
Now that Fang Zhengzhi wanted to defeat Yun Qingwu and the Monster Race and Demon Race, he needed someone to help him. That was because he needed all sorts of information and cooperation.
After all, a person's perspective was really limited.
"Using yourself as bait, hmm … smart!" A cold voice sounded from behind the six Monster Kings. Then, a figure shrouded in a black cloak walked out.
"Lord Demon Lord!"
"Lord Demon Lord, we …"
"…"
The moment the six Monster Kings and the surrounding Demon Race soldiers saw the figure that walked out, they all lowered their heads and half-knelt on the ground.
"Scram, a bunch of trash!" The figure raised his hand and a few Demon soldiers who were blocking his line of sight were instantly sent flying and fell heavily on the ground.
This scene was enough to make the six Monster Kings and the Demon soldiers tremble in fear.
However, what was even more shocking was that the few Demon soldiers who were sent flying did not get up again. Moreover, their faces were as dry as tree branches.
"…" A chill rose from the backs of the six Monster Kings and the Demon Race's soldiers. One of the Demon Race's Vice Domain Chief's lips moved when he saw this scene. Just when he was about to speak, he was pulled back by another Vice Domain Chief, causing him to forcefully swallow the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
"Hmm? You trash, you look like you are not convinced? "The figure turned his gaze and disappeared on the spot.
Bam! A muffled sound was heard.
The Vice Domain Chief of the Demon Race who was about to speak but did not manage to do so fell to the ground. Unlike the few Demon soldiers who were sent flying, this Vice Domain Chief's head was smashed by a palm. Not only his head, even his upper body was smashed into pieces.
"Lord Demon Lord, we …" The Vice Domain Chief who stopped the Vice Domain Chief of the Demon Race trembled when he saw the bloody figure on the ground.
"Die, trash, all of you shall die! Hahaha … "After a cold shout, the other Vice Domain Chief of the Demon Race who stopped the Vice Domain Chief of the Demon Race fell to the ground again.
The few innocent Demon soldiers who were standing beside the Vice Domain Chief of the Demon Race fell to the ground with him. They did not even move their mouths.
It was a cruel scene!
Moreover, there was no explanation from the beginning to the end!
Chou Qi, the "Lord Demon Lord" who was standing on the cliff of the Sword Peak of the Heaven Dao Pavilion, used his method to tell all the Monsters and Demons that they could die regardless of whether they spoke or not.
This was because, in his eyes, these so-called Monster Kings and Demon Soldiers were all trash.
This scene caused not only the Demon soldiers to tremble, but also the six Monster Kings to tremble and perspire uncontrollably from their foreheads.
Although their status in the hearts of the six Monster Kings could not be compared to the Godly State experts, they were after all the Monster Kings and the most powerful force in the Monster Race and Demon Race.
However, at this moment, they seemed to know something …
They were nothing in Chou Qi's eyes.
"So, you stupid … pen, are good at the 'Seven Injure Fist'!" Fang Zhengzhi could not help but let out a sigh as he looked at the dozens of corpses on the ground.
"…"
"…"
The air became silent at this moment.
It was not because Fang Zhengzhi said the 'Seven Injure Fist' that the Monster Race and Demon Race did not understand, but because of Fang Zhengzhi's direct and violent tone.
After all, the word 'stupid pen' made one sigh.
The six Monster Kings and the Demon soldiers had a complicated expression on their faces. They did not know if they should thank "Meng Tian" for successfully making Chou Qi hate him or blame "Meng Tian" for being too confident.
However, a voice seemed to have answered the question in their minds.
"What is the Seven Injure Fist?" Ping Yang asked the question with an innocent look on her face. Her eyes were as clear as water, and she seemed to be very eager to learn.
"A more formal explanation would be to kill 1000 enemies at the cost of 800 lives," replied Fang Zhengzhi as he rubbed Ping Yang's head.
"What about the informal explanation?"
"I have said the informal explanation just now … Stupid pen, didn't you hear me?"
"Hahaha …" Ping Yang's laughter echoed on the cliff of the Sword Peak of the Heaven Dao Pavilion. It was far enough for a black figure hidden in the sky to hear it.
The Monster Kings' faces turned black.
They were not the only ones. Even the surrounding Demon soldiers could clearly feel a heart-shaking chill spreading rapidly.
It was an extremely dense aura of death. It was so powerful that one could not resist it and one would feel their body stiffen if they were too close to it.
"Move back!"
"Move back now!"
The six Monster Kings quickly gave their orders.
However, some of the Demon soldiers who could not retreat in time fell to the ground. Their faces turned purple and their bodies withered rapidly as though they were sucked dry.
"Stupid pen, tell me your name so that I can laugh for a while longer?" Fang Zhengzhi advanced instead of retreating. He took a light step forward and walked towards the aura of death.
"Chou Qi!" A cold voice was heard.
"So you admit that you are a stupid pen?"
"Die!"
It was a simple conversation but the outcome could not be any simpler. That was because Chou Qi had already attacked. He moved and appeared in front of Fang Zhengzhi.
At a very close distance …
He was so close that Fang Zhengzhi could clearly see the terrifying scar on Chou Qi's forehead. It looked like a death cross on top of the red scar.
Bam! The two palms collided.
Then, the two figures separated in an instant. Chou Qi returned to his original position, leaving two deep footprints on the ground under his feet.
Meanwhile, Fang Zhengzhi fell to the bottom of the cliff of the Sword Peak of the Heaven Dao Pavilion as though he had lost his footing after being hit by a palm.
"…" The air turned silent again. However, as compared to earlier on, there was a sense of oppression in this silence.
The six Monster Kings and the surrounding Demon soldiers widened their eyes in disbelief. This was too fast, so fast that they were unable to accept it.
As for Ping Yang …
She stood rooted to the ground in a daze.
Her clear eyes looked at Chou Qi, who was standing in the distance, and then looked at the six Monster Kings, who had a complicated expression on their faces. She suddenly felt that winter had come early.
"This shameless brat, don't tell me he wants to play at this time?" Ping Yang liked excitement but she felt that the situation in front of her was too exciting.
So, was Fang Zhengzhi slapped down the cliff?
Unsure of his life or death?
Then …
Was she alone now?!
The wind blew slowly on the cliff of the Sword Peak. It was slightly cold but as compared to the cold aura of death on the cliff, it was slightly warmer.
"Erm … actually, I … I am just a passer-by!" Ping Yang turned around and was about to chase after Fang Zhengzhi.
However, the moment she turned around, a black shadow had already swept past her head and landed steadily on the edge of the cliff.
"You seemed to be smiling very happily just now?" Chou Qi's cold voice was heard. The wind blew on his black cloak and he looked extremely cold.
"Did I smile?" Ping Yang's expression was extremely awkward.
"If you can maintain your mood just now and smile one more time, I can consider not killing you," said Chou Qi as he took a step towards Ping Yang.
"Haha …" Ping Yang's smile looked even worse than crying.
She knew that Fang Zhengzhi would not die just like that. However, the cliff was so high that if he really fell down, he would need at least 15 minutes to climb up again?
Half a quarter of an hour …
She could really die more than ten times.
What should she do?
Should she fight with her life? Or should she smile and delay the time?
Various thoughts flashed past Ping Yang's mind. Then, she suddenly threw the Blazing Qilin Spear in front of Chou Qi.
This action caused Chou Qi to stop in his tracks. He looked at the crimson Blazing Qilin Spear on the ground and at Ping Yang, who was wearing a black mask.
Then, Chou Qi laughed.
"Hahahahaha …" Chou Qi laughed in an unrestrained and arrogant manner as though he had just seen the funniest joke in the world.
However, after laughing, Chou Qi's gaze turned even colder and the aura of death on his body caused the cloak on his body to be blown up.
"Another piece of trash!" Chou Qi took another step forward.
"No, don't kill me, I was really just passing by …" Ping Yang's legs turned to jelly and she fell to the ground. She looked like she had no strength to resist at all.
Meanwhile, the six Monster Kings and the Demon soldiers looked at each other speechlessly when they saw this.
A Sage State expert!
No matter what, this guy was a Sage State expert?
Did he have to do this?!
Godly State …
Could this be the difference between the Godly State and the Sage State? How could it make a human expert of the Saint State not even have the thought of resisting?
"Die!" After saying that, Chou Qi appeared in front of Ping Yang and slapped him with his palm. That palm was filled with a deathly gray aura.
"Ah, I have important information to tell you about Meng Tian and the Source of God …" Ping Yang hugged her head as though she was extremely worried that she would be smashed into pieces.
"Hmm?!" Chou Qi stopped.
He did not stop because he heard Ping Yang's voice but because the tip of the Blazing Qilin Spear that Ping Yang threw on the ground was on his palm.
The crimson body of the spear had cloud patterns that looked like flames. Especially the tip of the spear, there was a spot of golden color that looked like blood flowing on the tip of the spear.
Then, a handful of lime powder that Ping Yang had prepared in her palm spilled out.
Very quickly, it spilled out almost at the same time as she spoke.
At such a close distance and with the powers of Ping Yang as a Sage, the speed of this handful of lime powder was definitely as fast as lightning.
Chou Qi's gaze was focused on the tip of the Blazing Qilin Spear and he was not mentally prepared for this. Even Fang Zhengzhi, who was mentally prepared, did not dodge Ping Yang's lime powder.
Therefore, this handful of lime powder naturally hit its target …
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