"Young Master, you sure talk big. The evil cult will kill Yang Guang today." Empress Yin Zhu Yuyan quirked her eyebrows. Her smile was charming, but it was filled with killing intent.
Today was a good chance to get rid of Kind Boathouse and the orthodox elites.
Even though Ning Daoqi, Sect Leader Fan Qinghui, and Emperor Yang Guang had escaped, the battle was not over.
Of the eight demonic masters, only the weakest one, the 'perverse' You Niao had died.
The orthodox elites had lost half of their fighting power, and Ning Daoqi only had half of his strength left. Once he got rid of these people, the world would belong to the evil cult.
"Young Master, why are you so confident? Why don't you give up on Yang Guang and fight for the world? " Bi 'an looked around and walked to Zhou Yang. Her eyes were filled with confusion, as if she would be heartbroken if Zhou Yang didn't tell her.
"Shop owner, what should we do?" Lord Tiedan, Zhu Ignores, and the others all retreated. Almost all the elites in this world were here.
They either wanted to kill Emperor Yang Guang or stop them from disbanding Kind Boathouse, which conflicted with their quest.
They were no match for so many elites.
Zhou Yang frowned slightly. He could suppress one or two grandmasters, but there were five grandmasters here.
First grandmaster Ning Daoqi, martial paragon Bi Xuan, sword-fighting master Fu Cailin, Heavenly Saber Song Que, and Evil King Shi Zhixuan were all extraordinary. If it weren't for the fact that two of the four divine monks were injured by the evil cult elites, he would have to face six grandmasters.
However, Zhou Yang didn't feel that the system's evaluation of the quest to destroy Kind Boathouse was too low.
Regardless of whether he went to the martial arts world to carry out quests or to the fantasy world to carry out quests, he relied on his own strength. He didn't use the technological weapons in Wanjie Lou.
He could destroy Kind Boathouse with 50000 points with a laser cannon, or he could just throw an atomic bomb. He didn't care if you were a grandmaster or a grandmaster, you would all die.
"Wait." Zhou Yang thought about it and didn't plan on using technological weapons. They were too destructive and killed too many people.
At this moment, everyone felt the earth shaking and the mountains swaying!
Hiss!
A green python that was about fifty meters long spiraled toward Di Ta Peak at a terrifying speed. Every time it leaped, it would cover a distance of over ten meters.
Each of its scales was the size of a palm, and they were suffused with a piercingly cold light. They were like pieces of iron armor, and when they collided with the mountain rocks, they produced a metallic clang. Obviously, it had reached the level of being impervious to swords and spears.
The world of the Raging Anaconda Calamity, the green python.
Roar!
Along with a loud roar, a thirty feet tall, fifty feet long black wild boar leaped from one mountain peak to another, its entire body emitting black smoke.
Every single strand of his hair was like long steel needles, and his snow-white fangs looked like long peerless swords, giving off a sharp chill.
Thousand-year Pig Demon King, Zhu Hangyun, a poetic name. He was the father of the pig demon at the Wanjie Lou Auction.
Roar!
A loud roar shook the mountains and rivers. A gigantic Vajra walked over, each step causing the mountains and rivers to tremble.
Its body was even bigger than the Thousand-year Pig Demon King, Zhu Hangyun. It was a hundred feet tall, and it looked like an ancient giant.
It walked from one mountain to another, and under its feet, no matter if it was a towering tree or a huge rock, they were all crushed to pieces.
Its gigantic fist slammed on its chest, and it sounded like the beating of a war drum in heaven. The tremors caused the birds and insects in the forest to flee for their lives.
… …
"Who else is going to stand up for Kind Boathouse now?" Zhou Yang sized up the crowd. The people who originally thought that Kind Boathouse had the upper hand retreated.
It looked at the people from Kind Boathouse with disgust, as if they were the most filthy existences in the world.
Soon, even the elites of the Demon Cult, Martial Venerable Bi Xuan, and the sword-fighting master Fu Cailin retreated far away.
They rubbed their eyes in disbelief. Was this the start of the ancient mythological era?
Why would such a gigantic monster exist in this world?
The green python's faint golden eyes stared at Martial Venerable Bi Xuan coldly, as if it was going to swallow him in the next second.
Pig Demon King Zhu Hangyun had a monstrous black aura surrounding him, and he looked like a demonic beast that walked out of hell. He stared at the sword-fighting master Fu Cailin with his huge eyes.
Vajra's fist was filled with a murderous aura, and it caused the entire mountain to sway. With just a command, Evil King Shi Zhixuan would definitely be attacked like a thunderstorm.
"Are we still going to fight?" Zhou Yang said to Fan Qinghui, the sect leader of Kind Boathouse, who looked terrified. "As long as we disband Kind Boathouse, we will leave immediately."
When Emperor Yang heard this, he instantly calmed down.
These nuns with firm beliefs might not retreat even if they fought to the death. With the help of these three beasts, even the strongest grandmaster in the world and the strongest saber in the world might die on the spot.
"Please enlighten me!" Heavenly Saber Song Que was expressionless. He drew the saber at his waist, and he was not afraid at all.
"If you can touch me in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, I will leave immediately. If you can't hurt me, Heavenly Saber Song Que will listen to my orders in the future. What do you think?" Zhou Yang's expression was frivolous, and he said nonchalantly.
It was as if the person in front of him was just a cat or a dog. Everyone could see the endless contempt in his eyes.
Heavenly Saber Song Que was not as angry as the others thought he would be. He looked sideways at the three gigantic beasts standing behind Zhou Yang.
Although his lightness skill was not weak, once Zhou Yang jumped onto the beasts and ran, he would not be able to catch up.
"Don't worry. It's just the two of you. I won't let anyone else interfere," Zhou Yang said with a smile.
Heavenly Saber Song Que was very satisfied with Heavenly Saber Song Que's mental state. He was a famous saber elite who was famous in the world, but even when he was mocked, he remained calm and did not get angry. It was as if the contempt and neglect just now had nothing to do with him.
Before Heavenly Saber Song Que could say anything, the other martial artists burst into an uproar. Heavenly Saber Song Que did not give himself that title. He had earned it through fighting in the world of martial artists.
Song Que was a rare genius in the Chinese world of martial artists, and he was at the same level as the strongest grandmaster in the world, Ning Daoqi. Ever since he defeated Tyrant Saber Yue Shan, his name spread through the world of martial artists, he had never lost.
Even if there were plenty of elites in the evil cult, they still had to obediently avoid his area of influence and stay in South Ridge to avoid angering this outstanding person who was known as the strongest saber user in the world.
He was incredibly intimidating to the evil cult, and even people like Empress Yin Zhu Yuyan and Evil King Shi Zhixuan would not easily provoke him. If it were not for the fact that he was not very popular, his reputation would not be below that of the strongest grandmaster in the world, Ning Daoqi.
Ever since Song Que debuted, he had never lost. Over the past twenty years, no one had dared to challenge him, and that alone was enough to tell just how important he was in the world of martial artists.
Now, there was actually someone who dared to say that he would not even be able to touch Heavenly Saber Song Que within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. Was that even possible?
The three grandmasters did not dare to do so, but Evil King Shi Zhixuan did not dare to do so either. Why did the young man in front of them say such arrogant words?
Once he summoned three huge monsters, the evil cult retreated, and Martial Paragon Bi Xuan and sword-playing master Fu Cailin avoided his attacks.
He already had the absolute upper hand, so why did he still want to make such a ridiculous bet with Heavenly Saber Song Que?
Could it be that he was intentionally sparing Kind Boathouse?
"Sure!" Heavenly Saber Song Que said calmly after he thought about it for a while. He no longer bothered to hide his aura. A huge and sharp saber qi came charging at them, and all of Emperor's Peak could sense the sharp saber qi.
At that moment, Zhou Yang brought out the sword hanging by his waist, and under the people's dumbfounded expressions, he turned into a ray of light that flew into the sky.
Whoosh!
In just one breath, he left behind a small black dot in the crowd's eyes.
Lord Tiedan, Zhu Ignores, and the others were speechless.
Heavenly Saber Song Que was speechless.
The crowd was speechless.
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