In the sky where the two armies were fighting, everyone's attention was focused on Yang Wu alone.
Even the battle between Huangfu Zhanxiong and Fen Tianxiong was not as eye-catching as Yang Wu.
Yang Wu was only a primary level king. This could be seen from the armor he released and the profound wings he condensed. Even if his aura far surpassed that of a primary level king, these characteristics could still be seen.
Not only did he kill Shi Kailei, one of the top ten kings of the Barbarian Race, but he also killed a Barbarian King in the blink of an eye. Who among the younger generation could compare to him with such powerful methods?
"This child has already become a force to be reckoned with. No one can suppress him anymore." Cao Jianda, who was not far away, thought to himself.
Southern Qi Qin stroked his beard and said, "This kid is completely qualified to be my son-in-law!"
The other kings' thoughts became active. If they won this battle, Yang Wu would definitely be someone worth currying favor with. His future was limitless!
Yang Wu did not want to show off. He only wanted to seek justice for Wan Lanxin.
After Yang Wu easily killed the Primary Barbarian King, the Intermediate Barbarian King, who was still filled with murderous intent, immediately turned pale. He no longer dared to attack Yang Wu. Instead, he quickly retreated. At the same time, he cried out in alarm, "You are definitely not a King of the Mortal World. Who are you? Do you know that Transcendents Kings are not allowed to get involved in the war of the Mortal World?"
Yang Wu said in high spirits, "I am the cavalry captain of the Barbarian Suppression Army, the vice commander of the Death Legion, Yang Wu!"
After he finished speaking, he carried Wan Lanxin and charged towards the intermediate level Barbarian King, wanting to take his head.
The intermediate level Barbarian King cried out in fear, "Flute King, save me!"
Wuwu!
The sound of a flute quietly rang out. This flute sound contained a certain rhythm and was filled with a demonic power, causing people to be vigilant.
The Rose of Death could not help but remind him, "Yang Wu, be careful. It's the Demon Tamer Flute King. He can control the Demon Kings to surround and kill you."
Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, eight Demon Kings quietly soared into the sky and sealed off Yang Wu.
Among the eight Demon Kings, there was a person sitting on the back of a black-and-white Condor King. That person was playing a flute. He was the Demon Tamer of the Meng Tribe, Meng Di, known as the Flute King.
Meng Di did not have a tall and boorish figure like the barbarians. Instead, he looked as delicate and pretty as the people of Great Xia. He looked like he was in his early thirties and was upright and young. He had an evil smile on his face as if everything was under his control.
Meng Di was only an intermediate level King, but he was even more terrifying than a high-level King. This was because he was born as a Demon Tamer. He grew up drinking the milk of spirit demons and was incomparably close to them. He learned the Meng Tribe's Demon Urging Technique and could make thousands of demons listen to his commands.
The eight Demon Kings were incomparably powerful. Among them, the black-and-white Condor King he was riding was a top-level Demon King. Its speed was the most terrifying, and no one dared to casually face it. There were also two high-level Demon Kings. One was a Green-scaled Elephant King, and the other was a White-horned Rhinoceros King. They were both extremely powerful Demon Kings. There were also five different Demon Kings whose realms were between the intermediate and beginner level. When they worked together, even a top-level King would have to flee at the mere sight of them.
This was the powerful reliance of the barbarians, and also where the barbarians' confidence lay.
The Meng Beast Tide three days ago was caused by Meng Di.
"I really didn't expect that there would be such an outstanding young man like you in Great Xia. How good would it be if you belonged to my barbarian race?" Meng Di put the flute beside him, looked at Yang Wu, and said faintly. Then he added, "Why don't you join our barbarian race? We can give you more preferential treatment. In the future, we can recommend you to join the Sacred Flame Sect and become a member of the Transcendent World. What do you think?"
"Shameless! Yang Wu, you can't agree with him. I'll give you a hand. "Zuo Yidao forced his opponent to retreat and shouted angrily.
"General Zuo, there's no need. You just have to take care of yourself." Yang Wu responded without turning his head. Then he looked at the eight Demon Kings surrounding him and said with a smile, "Do you really think that they can defeat me?"
"Yes, they are enough. If you insist on being stubborn, then we can only send you on your way." Meng Di said very confidently.
"Okay, then let them try!" Yang Wu's blood boiled, and a high-spirited fighting spirit soared to the extreme. The consciousness of death continued to spread, and he entered his strongest combat state.
"Then there's nothing to say. Kill him!" Meng Di ordered the seven Demon Kings.
Roar!
Roar! The seven Demon Kings roared at the same time, releasing a majestic demonic aura. Many attacks were madly bombarded towards Yang Wu.
They were all intelligent and knew that Yang Wu's consciousness of death was terrifying. They did not get close to Yang Wu, but formed a demonic formation to launch a long-range attack on Yang Wu.
Barbaric Elephant Heavenly Hook!
Rhinoceros Horn Earth Prying!
Earth Dragon Flip!
…
These seven Daemon Kings had different offensive talents, but they were all incomparably powerful. When they combined their attacks together, the destructive power they created was terrifying.
The spirit demons and wild beasts in the mountain range were scared out of their wits.
"Then let's kill!" Yang Wu said as he tightened his grip on the Double Blade and Three Dragon Spear.
The profound wings on his body retracted and strengthened his defense. The injuries on his body had already recovered. The meridians and acupoints in his body were all brimming with energy. The energy in his Peach Core Dantian was inexhaustible. Moreover, he had another terrifying trump card that he had yet to use. Now was the time to use it.
Suddenly, a shout rang out, "You bastards dare to touch my young master? Have you asked Grandpa Turtle?"
It was Shanshan's Silver Patterned Turtle. It had been chasing after Yang Wu's scent and had finally caught up with Yang Wu, only to find that Yang Wu was facing such a dangerous battle. Without hesitation, it rushed into the battlefield to block the attacks for Yang Wu.
Turtle Shell Heaven and Earth!
The silver patterns on the Silver Patterned Turtle's back flickered, forming the strongest defense. The power of the silver patterns intertwined to form an extremely thick turtle shell, enveloping Yang Wu and Wan Lanxin, strongly blocking the attacks of the seven Demon Kings.
Rumble! Rumble!
The power of the seven Demon Kings was no joke. Even though the Turtle Clan was known for their defense, it was almost impossible for them to take on the attacks of the seven Demon Kings by themselves.
After the turtle shell lasted for a while, it finally shattered completely. The Silver Patterned Turtle immediately suffered a powerful impact, causing blood to seep out of its mouth.
Just as the power was about to fall, Yang Wu appeared on the turtle's back and spun the Double Blade and Three Dragon Spear. The powerful impact of the river waves blew away all the power.
"Do you want to die?" Yang Wu asked the Silver Patterned Turtle.
"It is Little Turtle's honor to be able to share the young master's firepower." The Silver Patterned Turtle said flatteringly.
The Silver Patterned Turtle was working so hard for the Ice Dragon's essence blood. It needed to gain Yang Wu's trust.
"Okay, take my sister and back away. Don't be a busybody." Yang Wu placed Wan Lanxin on the Silver Patterned Turtle's back and said.
At this time, a Beginner Condor King swept over and pecked at Yang Wu with its sharp beak.
Who knew that Yang Wu did not even look at it. He casually raised a finger and shot it at the Beginner Condor King.
Volcanic Finger!
Bang!
The power of the Volcanic Finger was terrifying. Moreover, it had reached the perfect stage of the Volcanic Finger. It was like a destructive force of a natural disaster. With one finger, the Beginner Condor King was blasted into a ball of fire.
"Go, no one can hurt you!" Yang Wu stepped on the turtle's back and shouted.
With Meng Bingxue secretly protecting Wan Lanxin, Yang Wu could fight without holding back.
"Wu Xiaoxin, don't force yourself!" Wan Lanxin shouted.
"Don't worry, they are just chickens and pottery dogs!" Yang Wu raised the Double Blade Three Dragon Spear and shouted.
At the same time, he released all the power in his Dantian, completely ignoring the attacks of the remaining six Monster Kings. This move made Meng Di's eyelids twitch wildly.
"We can't delay any longer. We must kill him!" Meng Di put the flute to his mouth again and blew it.
Woo woo!
After the sound of his flute rang out, he flew away from the Black and White Condor King. The Black and White Condor King's eyes flashed and its wings flapped. It turned into a black and white line and cut towards Yang Wu's direction.
This time, it was the seven Monster Kings besieging him. After they heard the sound of the flute, they used their most powerful attacks and did not hold back.
They were not afraid of death and crashed into Yang Wu. Terrifying Monster Qi overflowed and bombarded Yang Wu again and again. They wanted to blast him into ashes.
Just as these terrible attacks were about to land on Yang Wu's body, an extremely cold Ice Qi was quietly released. The continuous frost rain stopped dripping and turned into ice crystals, forming layers of extremely thick ice. Not only did it block Yang Wu's path, but it also froze those attacks.
Frost Spring Freezing Heaven and Earth!
The Frost Spring Mystic Essence Qi was condensed from extreme cold. Even a Heavenly Demon would not be able to withstand it. It also had a unique power, which was that it could create a frozen world.
Yang Wu did not need to use any powerful attacks. He only needed to completely release the Frost Spring Mysterious Qi. He was the master of this frozen world. Everything near him would be frozen, even the Monster Kings were no exception.
This extremely cold Ice Qi was too terrifying. In the blink of an eye, the attacks of the Monster Kings and the Monster Kings nearby were all frozen into statues.
Only the Condor King, who was the fastest, could escape at the fastest speed when the extremely cold Ice Qi was about to freeze it. Otherwise, it would have been frozen alive.
Meng Di's flute stopped. He widened his eyes and exclaimed in panic, "What kind of monster is he?"
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