At the moment when a strange and mysterious power burst forth in the sky.

  The unicorn demon had several more doubts in his heart.

  Apart from Qianyouku, could there be other wild demons that have entered the cave mansion?

  But in an instant, his face changed color.

  That surging murderous intent was actually directed at himself!

  "Good luck!"

  Without any hesitation, the golden horn on the forehead of the solitary horned tiger demon transformed into a stream of light that gathered in its right palm, condensing into a majestic golden knife.

  It suddenly swung its sword and slashed towards the sky.

  For demons and devils, refining the mysterious objects on their bodies into weapons is a common means.

  The tiger demon's solitary horn was extremely famous and didn't lose out to even a magic treasure.

  Unknowingly beheading countless lost souls, earning the title of Golden Blade Demon King.

  Clang——

  The black fog on the long knife's body suddenly dispersed.

  Looking back at the golden sword, its light burst forth, its might was vast and powerful, and it actually caused that ink sword to appear with some slight cracks.

  The difference is clear at a glance.

  But unlike the weapon, the tiger demon held a golden knife, its arms swollen like small hills, yet it let out a cracking bone-breaking sound, and didn't even last for a single breath before being crushed to the ground by an overwhelming force!

  The kneecap crashed to the ground, shocking cracks instantly filled the ground, making the surrounding mountains seem to tremble.

  What was exposed before everyone's eyes was even more chilling.

  All he saw was a handsome young man holding a knife in one hand and carrying a bookworm with a dull face on the other.

  Can a demon king who can be suppressed by one hand still stand up?!

  What a terrifying force.

  Immediately following, the young man threw Shu Sheng towards Chen Zhong.

  His gaze fell on the faintly cracked Abyssal Void, and then turned towards the tiger demon.

  The body under the black shirt burst out with a crimson glow once again.

  It wasn't until now that Hu Yao realized where the demonic aura was coming from.

  Concentrating demonic energy into a Taoist infant...

  What is this embryo killer?

  The majestic golden knife fell again, pressing the blade against its throat, making it sweat profusely while only able to let out a whimpering cry for help.

  "Go!"

  Two figures beside the tiger demon, a mouse demon spat out a gray mist carrying a foul odor, with sparks of fire, shooting towards the young man's face like sharp arrows.

  Shen Yi dodged to the side, but her eyes still flashed with a few more sparks of anger.

  A red mist rises in the black pupil.

  He suddenly drew his sword, and just as the tiger demon had let out a sigh of relief, the sharp blade had already stabbed into its neck.

  Hmph!

  The bloody waves splashed open.

  On the other side, a black-faced man slapped his palm, and Shen Yi's left hand also slapped out.

  With palm meeting palm, all that can be heard is a crisp crackling sound.

  The black-faced man's entire arm was directly torn open, revealing sharp fractured bones.

  But clapping is just a disguise.

  The scorpion tail that bursts out from behind is the killer move!

  The needle on the sewing machine emitted an eerie glow and suddenly pierced Shen Yi's shoulder.

  The black-faced man was in agony, his facial features twisted, but his eyes remained fixed on the young man's shoulder, with a hint of joy in them.

  But in an instant, joy turned into shock.

  Invincible scorpion tail needle, plus his own full strength, at this moment it was only a breakthrough in the opponent's skin.

  The tail needle hides a deadly poison that even Taoist infants can't withstand.

  But it's fundamentally out of reach for Dao Yin.

  "What the heck!"

  The scorpion's eyes looked at the opponent's palm, which was already probing towards its tail, and hastily retreated more than ten feet, abandoning this assassination.

  Although it is said that Yuanyuan is the true body of Hunyuan Zongshi.

  But unless absolutely necessary, no one is willing to give up their physical body.

  Moreover, the other party is just a beginner in the mixed yuan realm, and the Dao infant has not reached the point where it can leave its physical body to act on its own.

  The venom had already penetrated his body and would paralyze him completely in just one breath.

  At least I managed to save King Gold Dagger.

  “……”

  Shen Yi swiftly and neatly loosened his grip on the knife handle.

  The Golden Blade Demon King's two massive tiger palms tightly grasped the blade of the Ink Knife, finally pulling it out from his throat. Just as he was about to retreat with force, he saw the young man in front of him raise his hand and throw a punch at him.

  "Ahh!"

  It let out a vague roar and the golden knife that had fallen to the ground transformed into a stream of light, returning to its forehead and transforming back into a horn.

  He charged forward with a fierce and powerful tackle!

  Even the strongest physique is just a manifestation of flesh and blood, how can it withstand its golden horn that has been tempered for thousands of years.

  Just then, it suddenly felt a chill come over it.

  Only then did Shen Yi's pale palm suddenly emit a cold and icy aura.

  In an instant, everything around seemed to plunge into an icy cavern.

  Even a few distant Hunyuan sect masters felt that Dao Yin's movements had become sluggish.

  The tiger demon facing this punch had its eyes wide open at the moment, as if even the boiling demon blood inside its body was frozen.

  Bang!

  Shen Yi's fist slammed onto Du Jiao's face.

  Under the frosty mist, the golden light of the horn quickly dimmed, and then under the impact of the boundless giant force, it suddenly cracked open, and the torrential power poured down on the tiger demon's forehead!

  Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

  The Golden Blade Demon King's entire body was blown away, and the Mouse Demon tried to help it stabilize its shape, but was violently knocked to the ground, gasping for breath, spitting out bright red blood.

  In the midst of a tremendous roar.

  The golden horn of the tiger demon was broken, its forehead cracked open, and its whole body was like a stone that had been frozen and split apart. Its limbs convulsed, and it couldn't even get up from the ground.

  “……”

  One sword, one palm, one fist.

  From start to finish, no more than twenty breaths of time.

  In front of the two-headed boundary demon king, he decisively abandoned the Golden Blade Demon King.

  Not to mention other mixed-yuan sect masters, even Chen Zhong and Zheng Zisheng, who are at the highest level of their realm, feel a little terrified.

  Such strength is probably comparable only to those extreme masters who have accumulated many years in the mixed yuan realm.

  The scholar, still in a daze, rubbed his waist awkwardly and looked around.

  His gaze lingered on Zheng Zisheng's long robe for a moment.

  There was something unusual in his eyes.

  He immediately retracted his gaze and followed Chen Zhong's side honestly.

  Shen Zongshi had previously thrown himself at this person's side, indicating that the old man was trustworthy.

  "Ah."

  Shen Yi spat out a mouthful of turbid air and glanced sideways at his shoulder.

  The extreme toxicity of scorpion tail has been almost completely absorbed by Toad King.

  Although it hurts a bit, the impact is not great.

  Qing Hua was given the order, she picked up the Submerged Abyss and charged towards the tiger demon, immediately cutting off its head with a horizontal slash.

  Killed the Mixed Yuan Boundary Single-Horned Tiger Demon, total lifespan of 16,700 years, remaining lifespan of 6,300 years, absorption complete.

  "This."

  The rest of the sect masters looked at the long knife returning to its scabbard, and were shocked once again in their hearts.

  In a short period of time, the other party has already revealed at least two magical artifacts, and with such youth, which major power's young master is this?

  It's definitely not Wu Miao and Xuan Guang Dong.

  They quietly looked at those two people.

  Chen Zhong furrowed his brow, staring at the ink knife at the young man's waist, with a hint of doubt rising in his eyes.

  How does this look like the work of a ghost?

  But thinking of the young man who had descended from heaven and fought fiercely against the Golden Sword Demon King, he ridiculed himself and dispelled this idea.

  The way is clear now, what could possibly be a lurking evil spirit?

  (End of chapter)