After a short moment, Ying Yi endured the pain and stood up with all his might, screaming: "You … Who exactly are you?" As he spoke, Ying Yi's voice trembled, his eyes staring straight at Feng Ming. With regards to escaping, he no longer held any hope.
Although he had wings and had a huge advantage when escaping, he was currently facing a Peak Stage Nine Martial Saint with unfathomable strength. Under the circumstances where he was already heavily injured, he had no chance of escaping, because he didn't even have the chance to fly high into the sky.
His only hope now was to find out who his opponent was before he died!
"You don't need to know anymore." Feng Ming sneered, and suddenly took a step forward.
"You …" Hmm … "
Before Ying Yi could finish speaking, his neck was already grabbed by Feng Ming who had shot out like lightning, and his voice suddenly stopped. In the next moment, a clear and resounding "kacha" sound burst forth once again. Ying Yi's eyes widened, and then his head tilted to the side, and his life force instantly flowed out.
The surrounding people were tongue-tied and did not regain their senses for a long time.
"Screech!" "Screech ~ ~ ~"
High up in the sky, waves of sorrowful cries came from the Eaglemen.
Everyone quivered and suddenly woke up.
Seeing that Feng Ming was walking back step by step, all the experts of the Demon Clan were like mice seeing a cat, they hurriedly retreated far away, their expressions filled with uncontrollable fear and panic. Even the Stage Nine Demon King Ying Yi was killed in a few moves, if this terrifying woman were to start a massacre, other than the Eaglemen who were circling high up in the sky, the rest of the Demonic Commanders of the eighth step and the Great Demons of the seventh step would suffer heavy casualties.
However, the Eight Remoteness Dragon King was currently engaged in a fierce battle with him, so they did not dare to escape at all.
After retreating like a frightened deer, the many experts of the Demon Clan once again gathered tens of meters away, anxiously watching Feng Ming's every move.
Those Human Clan s, on the other hand, were wild with joy at this moment, as they looked at Feng Ming with eyes filled with unconcealable admiration and surprise.
In just a short period of time, their moods had already experienced several ups and downs. Following the death of Ying Yi, the Stage Nine Demon King, they, who thought that they would definitely die, finally managed to keep their lives. With Feng Ming here, the group of Demon Clan experts would definitely not dare to act rashly.
Under everyone's gaze, Feng Ming returned to the side of Zhang Tang, who was barely sitting on the ground like a drowned rat, and turned his gaze to dozens of meters away.
On the top of the slope, the battle between Tang Huan and the Eight Remoteness Dragon King had already reached its climax.
Clang!
There was another loud explosion.
Tang Huan and the Eight Remoteness Dragon King both retreated explosively, but in an instant, they shot forward at an astonishing speed. The weapons in their hands carried a violent and monstrous Strength Qi as they charged towards each other, and at the same time, a terrifying aura continuously roared out from their bodies, clashing crazily.
"Ang!"
The Eight Remoteness Dragon King roared again and again, his hissing voice shaking the heavens, the trident in his hand incomparably terrifying.
But the more he fought with Tang Huan, the more shocked Eight Remoteness Dragon King felt. According to the news that came from the Dragon Spring Town, Tang Huan should have just been promoted to Stage Nine Martial Saint not long ago. Although there was news that Tang Huan had defeated the "Xuan Ming Ghost King", he did not really believe it. He thought that it was just a rumor, and even if the news was true, there must be some unforeseen event that some people did not know about.
Under normal circumstances, how could a newly advanced Stage Nine Martial Saint be a match for the Xuan Ming Ghost King?
However, regardless of whether the news was true or not, Tang Huan was still a great enemy of the Demon Clan. As a result, once he found out about Tang Huan, he immediately led the experts of the Furious Billows Castle out to ambush him. As long as he could kill Tang Huan, even if he lost the Furious Billows Castle, it would still be worth it.
In his mind, this operation was foolproof.
He believed that with his own strength at the Peak Stage Nine, killing Tang Huan should not be too much of a problem. Even if Tang Huan had some kind of powerful life-saving method to escape, it would not be a problem. With Ying Yi leading the many Eaglemen s to guard high up in the sky, Tang Huan would definitely not be able to escape in the end.
But after fighting with Tang Huan, he realized that the situation was completely different from the information he had obtained.
Tang Huan was not an ordinary Stage Nine Martial Saint, but a Peak Stage Nine Martial Saint. The strength he displayed was actually not the slightest bit inferior to his, if that was all, then it would be fine, but after all the other Martial Warriors s in the Human Clan's group were killed, if he joined hands with Ying Yi, there would still be hope of killing Tang Huan.
But he never thought that there would actually be another Peak Stage Nine Martial Saint hidden within the Human Clan's group, and that he would easily kill Ying Yi.
The moment he saw Ying Yi being killed, Eight Remoteness Dragon King understood that this operation had completely failed.
Just Tang Huan alone was enough to give him such a headache. If the red-robed woman, who was also a Peak Stage Nine Martial Saint, were to join in as well, he would definitely lose.
"Clang!" Amidst the violent collision, the Dragon and Phoenix Spear and the trident separated once again.
"It's time to retreat!"
This thought subconsciously flashed through Eight Remoteness Dragon King's mind. The reason why he brought so many experts out was because he wanted to end the battle quickly and completely annihilate this group of Human Clan. However, it was already impossible for him to achieve this goal, and the longer he delayed here, the more disadvantageous it would be for them. Once the Human Clan's army was alarmed and completely sealed off the Furious Billows Castle, they wouldn't even be able to return if they wanted to.
In a blink of an eye, Eight Remoteness Dragon King had already retreated backwards.
"Eight Remoteness Dragon King, since that fellow called Ying Yi is already here, then there's no need for you to go back. I still lack a few strong souls to forge the Divine Armament, and it's just right for you to stay. You can even accompany the 'Xuan Ming Ghost King', so why not?" Sensing that Eight Remoteness Dragon King wanted to escape, Tang Huan could not help but laugh out loud. His spear was like a dragon as it whizzed forward, and his body also chased after him like lightning.
"What?" You've already killed the 'Xuan Ming Ghost King'?
"Eight Remoteness Dragon King immediately understood the meaning behind Tang Huan's words, and immediately became both shocked and furious. Immediately after, he let out a heaven shaking roar," Tang Huan, if you want to keep This King here, I'm afraid you don't have the ability to do so! "The trident in his hand swept out with the force of a thunderbolt.
"Then open your eyes wide and take a good look!" The corner of Tang Huan's mouth hooked up into a strange smile, and his feet suddenly followed a strange pattern as he moved forward.
"Hu!"
In the next moment, the Eight Remoteness Dragon King's trident had already landed on Tang Huan's Dragon and Phoenix Spear, but the familiar earth-shattering sound of collision did not appear. The long spear and even Tang Huan's figure were completely torn apart by the Strength Qi that the trident carried, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"This is bad!"
Just as Eight Remoteness Dragon King had a bad premonition, he felt an extremely sharp and blazing intent shooting towards him from the left. In the blink of an eye, he hurriedly looked over, only to realize that Tang Huan had actually appeared two to three meters away from him, and the fiery red spear tip was less than half a meter away from his left waist.
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