At this moment, the Nine-headed Infant King spat out a mouthful of energy, which turned into a shield and blocked Ye Xiwen's attack.
"Boom!"
A terrifying roar could be heard. This shield was also a supreme weapon, but it was no match for the Angel's Sword. It was smashed into pieces on the spot, bringing with it a sky full of Sword Qi. A dull sound could be heard.
Although this sword did not completely kill him, the Nine-headed Infant King was directly blown away, crashing into countless mountains. This terrifying collision ended with Ye Xiwen's complete victory.
Ye Xiwen stood in the void like a demon. For him, although he had not experienced a real battle at the king level before, his Tyrant Body was enough to ensure that he had the upper hand.
However, his Tyrant Body was enough to ensure that he could completely gain the upper hand. At this level of battle, every strike contained dao patterns.
Ye Xiwen had just entered the realm. However, he had the mysterious space to analyze and comprehend the Great Dao for him day and night. Therefore, his comprehension of the realm wasn't any worse than those veteran kings even though he was just a new king.
In terms of martial power, he had absorbed the power accumulated by the demon seed for hundreds of years and had already expanded to the extreme.
The only thing he lacked was combat experience. The series of battles just now had made up for his shortcomings in this aspect. This was something that the Nine-headed Infant King would never have thought of.
The light on his body shone brightly, and ancient characters of the God Spirit Ancient Scriptures appeared behind him. It was very terrifying. With one step, the entire ancestral land shook.
"Who dares to attack the Nine-headed Infant Tribe!"
Before Ye Xiwen could continue to attack and kill the Nine-headed Infant King, a terrifying aura suddenly surged from the ancestral land of the Nine-headed Infant Tribe. It was endless, and wherever the aura passed, the entire void collapsed.
A huge beast's claw cut through the vast sky, and instantly rushed towards Ye Xiwen, who was like a god. It didn't show any mercy, and didn't give him any time to react.
However, at this moment, King Taicang, who had been watching from afar, finally made his move.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" King Taicang sneered. Immediately, a huge hand descended from the sky and grabbed the beast claw.
Boom!
The beast claw and the big hand fiercely collided, and a shocking collision occurred. Then, the beast claw was crushed, and turned into a bloody mist that filled the sky.
Even Ye Xiwen, who was at the king level, felt a faint tremor in his heart.
What kind of monster is this?
Ye Xiwen looked at the void. There was a terrifying figure behind the blood mist. It was as big as a mountain.
"What is that?" Ye Xiwen penetrated through the blood mist. His eyes were like torches. He saw an incomparably huge Jiuying. Its nine huge heads stretched across the vast sky. They were like pillars supporting the entire sky.
"There's actually such a powerful expert in the Nine Infants Tribe!" Ye Xiwen couldn't help but be a little shocked. The Nine-headed Fierce Beast tribe was indeed worthy of being one of the top ten demon kings. Apart from the Nine-headed Fierce Beast King, there was actually such a terrifying existence. At this time, Ye Xiwen seemed to understand why Kun Peng led several beast kings but was unable to break into the ancestral land of the Nine-headed Fierce Beast tribe. It was probably because of the existence of this ominous beast.
However, at this time, the front claw of this Jiuying had already turned into a mass of meat paste. It had been completely crushed by King Taicang.
Just a moment ago, it had suffered a huge loss.
At this time, the nine heads of this Jiuying were firmly fixed on the young man in the void. It did not expect that the truly terrifying one was not Ye Xiwen, but the young man who had been silent all this while.
"Who are you?" This Jiuying looked coldly at King Taicang and asked. "There should be no strong person like you in the human race. Otherwise, how could the demon race have broken into the imperial court!"
"I've already told you, but you didn't believe me. I am King Taicang!" King Taicang's eyes were deep, as if there was a universe in them. He looked at the Jiuying and did not put it in his eyes at all.
The Nine-Headed Snakelet, which was as huge as a mountain, was enraged. "How dare you trick me? King Taicang has long disappeared. In the past, no matter how turbulent the human race was, he never came out. How dare you impersonate him! "
As it spoke, the nine heads of this Jiuying opened their ferocious mouths one after another. Endless power of water and fire directly formed a frenzy of energy and swept towards King Taicang.
Any one of these energies could destroy heaven and earth. They were even more powerful than the masters of the king rank.
"Break!" An incomparably huge and simple copper seal condensed above King Taicang's head and directly smashed down towards this wave of energy.
"Boom!"
Endless energy surged. Sand and stones flew everywhere, and even the horizon collapsed. It was terrifying to the extreme.
"Whoosh!"
However, everyone saw that this seemingly ordinary copper seal directly broke through this frenzy of energy. It carried a heavy weight as if it was light. It destroyed everything in its path like a hot knife cutting through butter, and then rushed in front of this Jiuying.
"Bang!"
Blood was dripping, and flesh and bones were flying everywhere. This powerful Jiuying's head was smashed and exploded.
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
This Jiuying was in so much pain that it kept roaring. It had nine heads, and it was fate. Fairy actually had one of its heads blown off. Its entire body was in so much pain that it rolled on the ground. Countless palaces and arrays were completely crushed under its rolling body, and it could not fight back at all.
Everyone understood that it was not that this Jiuying was too weak, but that King Taicang was too strong.
"Old Ancestor!" At this time, the king of the Jiuying immediately exclaimed. Originally, his greatest trump card was this terrifying old ancestor of the Jiuying Tribe. As long as this old ancestor was still alive, he would not care about any external invasions. Even if the Abyss Demon Master came, he was confident that he could bite off a large piece of flesh from the opponent.
Who knew that his old ancestor had just made a move, and one of its heads had already exploded.
Who was this young man?
Could he really be King Taicang? Impossible!
No, this was absolutely impossible. He absolutely did not believe that King Taicang actually existed. Even if he believed in the resurrection of the gods, it was still much better than believing that King Taicang was actually still alive.
And just as he was about to go over, Ye Xiwen directly stood in front of him and said indifferently, "Your opponent is me. Now that you can't even protect yourself, don't look at others. I've said before that your Jiuying Tribe will definitely be annihilated today, uprooted from the roots!"
"You … you actually …" This king of the Jiuying Tribe was incomparably furious. He did not dare to believe that he was actually forced to such an extent by Ye Xiwen. "I'll fight you to the death!"
At this time, he did not dare to believe that the Jiuying Tribe would definitely win in the end. This young man was really too terrifying. A casual seal from him could kill an old ancestor of the Jiuying Tribe.
At this time, Ye Xiwen was also secretly speechless in his heart. He knew about the legend of King Taicang, but only after seeing it for himself did he know what was terrifying, and what was the so-called existence that was only one step away from becoming an emperor.
And this was merely a trace of obsession. Who would really believe it unless they saw it with their own eyes? Even if Ye Xiwen saw it with his own eyes, he still found it hard to believe.
"Boom!" This king of the Jiuying Tribe directly swept over with his long spear. At this time, under the incomparable grief and indignation in his heart, he did not even put up any defense and rushed towards Ye Xiwen with all his might.
Countless powers of water and fire intertwined on his body, making a loud sound. An incomparably huge shadow of a Jiuying vaguely appeared behind him, like a demon god.
Ye Xiwen did not retreat. In his hand, the Angel's Sword swept out horizontally. His Tyrant Body was invincible, so there was no need to be afraid of anyone.
"Bang!"
The long spear and the iron sword collided fiercely, and blood instantly splattered out.
This king of the Jiuying Tribe's hands immediately split open. Blood directly gushed out, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.
At this time, he faintly felt that his hands were faintly numb. If it was only pain, he could still bear it. However, this kind of numbness made it impossible for him to display his full speed.
Sure enough, just as he expected, Ye Xiwen would not let go of such a good opportunity. The long sword slashed down again.
"Dang!"
"Dang!"
"Dang!"
After a terrifying collision sound, his hands continuously trembled. In the end, even his bones were directly broken. The long spear directly flew out, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared.
"Puchi!" Ye Xiwen's sword immediately followed up, and with one sword, this king of the Jiuying Tribe was directly cut in half.
Even when he died, his eyes were wide open. He could not believe that Ye Xiwen's strength was actually so terrifying, especially his physical body, which was even more tyrannical than the Demon Clan.
Even when he died, his mind still had one thought. What kind of monster was he? What kind of martial arts did he practice?
The long sword dragged in the air, and drops of blood continuously dripped from the tip of the sword. This was the blood of a master of the King Division. To others, any drop of blood was like a precious medicine.
On the other side, King Tai Cang was completely crushing the Jiuying Tribe's old ancestor with an overwhelming advantage. Out of the nine heads of the Jiuying Tribe's old ancestor, eight had already been blasted off, and only one was left.
"Boom!" In the end, King Tai Cang stomped through the sky and crushed his last head. His mountain-like body slammed into the ground and caused a huge earthquake.
Ye Xiwen slowly raised his long sword, and said, "Today, the name of the Jiuying Tribe will be wiped out, and no one will be left alive!"
His expression was unusually cold, and the iron sword in his hand swept horizontally. Everywhere it passed, people were thrown off their feet.
With the death of two of their iconic figures, the people of the Jiuying Tribe completely lost the will to fight, and completely collapsed.
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