"We said goodbye a hundred years ago, and Lord Martial Saint's appearance has not changed. The little demon misses the Lord's teachings very much..."
Although the Fiery Demon King was extremely frightened in his heart, he kept talking about getting close to Su Xiaofan, hoping that he could escape from this Qingshan Martial Saint today.
And at this moment, the Fire Demon King was also extremely regretful. If he had known that this time the human escort team would be accompanied by a martial saint, he would have just let that stupid lion take the lead, so why bother to follow him.
"You are very smart, much better than your descendants."
Su Xiaofan could naturally see what the old lion meant and couldn't help but laugh. He actually had no ill intentions towards this timid lion.
The main reason is that the lion meat is sour and not very tasty, otherwise Su Xiaofan would have done it when he saw this lion demon king more than a hundred years ago.
In fact, Su Xiaofan had another thought back then, which was to enslave the Fire Demon King as his mount.
Not to mention anything else, in terms of appearance alone, the golden lion is shining with golden light. It can definitely be ranked among the top three among the many monsters. It is not an ordinary majestic one.
However, it was because of its too eye-catching appearance that Su Xiaofan gave up the idea. He came to this world not to be in the limelight, but to find ways to escape from this space.
"The descendants are unworthy and dare to offend Lord Martial Saint."
The Fierce Demon King looked at Su Xiaofan cautiously and said righteously: "The little demon dare not defend his shortcomings and let Master Wu Sheng handle it. In addition, our clan's holy fruit has matured two more in the past hundred years, and I have dedicated them all to you. I hope you will forgive me."
I, the golden lion clan..."
Although it was extremely distressing to take out the two holy fruits, the Fiery Demon King knew very well that it would be impossible not to bleed heavily this time. How could the human martial saint be so easily dismissed.
"Well, is it a lion fruit?"
When Su Xiaofan heard this, he looked at the Fire Demon King and nodded, "Take it out!"
Su Xiaofan knew about the sacred fruit of the Golden Lion Clan because he had eaten two of it more than a hundred years ago.
This kind of holy fruit grows in the secret place of the Golden Lion Clan. The fruit grows very slowly. It takes a dozen of years from flowering to fruiting.
Because the shape of this fruit is like a miniature golden lion, Su Xiaofan called it the lion fruit, but the golden lion tribe regarded it as a holy fruit and kept it extremely secret.
Except for the patriarch of the golden lion group, no golden lion knows the secret about the holy fruit, because they cannot enter the secret place of inheritance at all, and they do not know the holy tree and holy fruit in the secret place.
Usually only when the lifespan of the leader of the golden lion group reaches the end of his life, the golden lion will be selected from the group to take over as the leader, brought to the secret place, allowed to drink the holy fruit, and promoted to the realm of the demon king.
Even if the former head of the Golden Lion clan dies unexpectedly, a Golden Lion with strong bloodline will open the secret land and obtain the secret land inheritance and holy fruit, allowing the Golden Lion clan to multiply and pass on.
Over countless thousands of years, countless ethnic groups have risen and perished, but the Golden Lion ethnic group has been able to continue from ancient times to the present day. It can be said that it is the result of the secret inheritance. Otherwise, the Golden Lion ethnic group may have been lost in the long river of history.
As for the Lion Fruit, it is of great significance to the Golden Lion clan, because it allows the Golden Lion of the Great Demon level to smoothly advance to become the Demon King.
But after taking the lion fruit and becoming the demon king, the golden lion's potential seemed to be exhausted. For countless years, the golden lion clan has never given birth to a demon saint.
In fact, even if the Demon Saint had not appeared, it stands to reason that with the existence of the Lion Fruit, even if the Golden Lion Clan is not one of the largest groups among the demon beasts, it would definitely become a sacred place for the demon clan.
After all, a demon king can be created in sixty years. Considering the lifespan of demon beasts, it is not unusual for the golden lion group to have ten or twenty demon kings.
However, the golden lion has been able to reproduce and not perish to this day, and it also has its wisdom, which is to keep a low profile. According to the training of the golden lion group, only one demon king can appear in each generation.
Because without the Demon Saint, it is impossible for the Golden Lion clan to become the top demon clan. No matter how many demon kings there are, one Demon Saint can destroy them all.
Moreover, the emergence of so many demon kings will definitely arouse the scrutiny of the top demon clans. Not to mention the fact that the clan's secret place of inheritance will not be preserved, I am afraid that the entire golden lion clan will cease to exist.
"Lord Martial Saint, this is the holy fruit of our clan..."
The Fiery Demon King resisted the reluctance in his heart and respectfully handed a fragrant jade box to Su Xiaofan's hand.
You must know that although the Lion Fruit cannot create an opportunity to break through the Demon Saint, it does not mean that the Lion Fruit has no effect on the Fiery Demon King.
In addition to breaking through the realm, the lion fruit can also extend the life span. Whether it is a demon or human warrior, after taking the lion fruit, the life span can be extended by at least three hundred years.
This is also the reason why the Fiery Demon King closely guards the secret of the Holy Fruit of the Golden Lion Clan.
Because as long as this news spreads, not to mention the warriors with limited lifespan, even the demon clan with long lifespan will probably swarm in and divide the sacred fruit of the golden lion clan's sacred tree.
Although it could not feel any vitality or vitality from Qingshan Martial Saint, the body of the Fiery Demon King could not help but tremble. In its eyes, the unfathomable nature of the other party was even more awe-inspiring.
"Lord Martial Saint, I hope you can keep the little demon a secret..."
The Fiery Demon King gave a bitter laugh, but still had the courage to send a message to Su Xiaofan. It really couldn't bear the consequences of the secret of its holy fruit being leaked.
"But, from now on, give me a lion fruit every hundred years!"
Su Xiaofan nodded when he heard this. He had eaten a lion fruit more than a hundred years ago, but it had no effect on him. At best, it tasted good.
"One for a hundred years?"
Hearing Su Xiaofan's words, the old lion's heart bleeds. You must know that a lion fruit matures every sixty years. If you give one to the other party every hundred years, it will be equivalent to one that can only be kept by the golden lion clan for two hundred years.
"Huh? No? Then I'll get it myself?" Su Xiaofan glanced at the old lion with a half-smile, and this look immediately made the Fire Demon King wake up.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Back then, Su Xiaofan quietly appeared in the secret place of the Golden Lion Group. Until now, the Fiery Demon King does not know how the Qingshan Martial Saint entered the secret place.
Earthly.
Therefore, if the Fiery Demon King does not agree to Su Xiaofan's conditions, the other party can enter without telling him and go straight into the secret place to pick it. In that case, he may not even be able to keep a single lion fruit.
"How dare you? Just do as Lord Martial Saint says."
The old lion smiled bitterly, "Every hundred years, I will send a holy fruit to the Qingshan Escort Bureau. I don't dare to bother Lord Martial Saint to run around..."
At this time, the Fire Demon King hated the newly promoted demon king of the tribe to its core. If it were not for the fear of the tribe's lion's heart being turbulent, it would have wanted to slap this evil beast to death with one claw.
"The old Lion King really understands justice."
Su Xiaofan laughed and said: "Sun Wu is a warrior at the peak of King Wu. His actions are bullying the juniors of your clan. Sun Wu, let him go."
"Yes, Master!"
When Sun Wu heard this, he put away his domain. The demon king who was suppressed by his domain immediately jumped up, turned around and left without saying a word.
The newly promoted Demon King of the Golden Lion Clan really has no face to stay here. All the arrogance generated by being promoted to Demon King has been suppressed by Sun Wu at this moment.
"Want to leave?"
Su Xiaofan snorted coldly, causing the demon king's body to freeze in place like a binding talisman.
"Lord Martial Saint..."
The huge body of the Golden Lion Demon King trembled. Although its size was much larger than the human races present, standing in front of these people, it felt like an ant.
"You provoke me, a warrior, and you just want to leave like this?"
Su Xiaofan looked at Sun Wu and said, "Call Changqing!"
"Yes, Master." After hearing Su Xiaofan's words, Sun Wu's eyes couldn't help but light up. Although Su Xiaofan didn't say it clearly, Sun Wu had already guessed Master's intention.
The newly promoted Demon King is undoubtedly the best whetstone for Zhao Changqing, who is at the peak of his military skills and is almost half a Martial King.
And with Su Xiaofan and Shen Haodong, two Martial Saint-level people around, the other party will definitely not dare to kill. Even if he encounters danger, I believe Su Xiaofan can rescue Zhao Changqing in time. There are not many opportunities like this to use the Demon King to sharpen his sword.
Seen.
"Changqing, come here!"
Sun Wu's roar was heard far away in the camp, and a figure quickly ran over. It was Zhao Changqing who was guarding the camp.
"Master, master..."
When he got closer, Zhao Changqing saw that Su Xiaofan was there, and he quickly stepped forward and saluted, but his eyes were aimed at the golden lion demon king not far away.
"This demon king of the Golden Lion Clan is bullying our Qingshan Escort Agency."
Sun Wu shouted loudly: "To take action for the master, it is to use the big to bully the small. Changqing, go ahead!"
"Yes, Master!"
Zhao Changqing became energetic after hearing this. His current cultivation level is already infinitely close to that of King Wu, but he still needs a chance to break through.
That is a breakthrough in the mind. This kind of breakthrough often needs to be realized in battle, but the demon clan of the big demon level can no longer put any pressure on Zhao Changqing.
And this opportunity at the moment is undoubtedly the best. With my master and ancestors plundering the formation, as long as I can defeat the Demon King in front of me, I believe that I can reach perfection in my mind and successfully advance to the Martial King.
"Let this general fight with me?"
The Golden Lion Demon King shook his body and transformed into the burly man before, with an angry look on his face.
Although it is not the opponent of the Martial King in the field, it is still a demon king of the same level as the Martial King. The opponent found a general to fight with it, obviously using him as a whetstone.
This made the arrogant Golden Lion Demon King feel full of indignation, and his eyes were filled with fierce light.
However, it knew very well that if it took a fatal blow and killed this human general, its life would probably be at stake here.
As for the ancestor of the ethnic group who had retreated far away, the Golden Lion Demon King no longer dared to count on him. The old guy had obviously pushed himself out to take the blame, without any regard for the friendship between the same clan.
"Fight to the death!"
Su Xiaofan could see the unwillingness of the Golden Lion Demon King at a glance, and immediately said: "If you can kill him, I will ensure that you leave unharmed. If not, just keep your life!"
"Master?!"
Hearing Su Xiaofan's words, Sun Wu couldn't help but be surprised. He didn't expect that the master called Zhao Changqing to have this idea.
You must know that from a military commander to a martial king, it is a qualitative change and a jump in the level of life.
Although Zhao Changqing is only one step away from the King of Martial Arts, he has not yet become the King of Martial Arts and cannot comprehend the Domain of the Martial King. He will be suppressed by the Demon King Domain innately.
According to Sun Wu's idea, Zhao Changqing was allowed to fight against the Demon King. In the process of fighting, his mind gradually became perfect, and he completed the transformation of the general into the King of Martial Arts.
But Sun Wu never thought of letting Zhao Changqing fight to the death. After all, if a general fights against the Demon King, he will most likely be defeated and die. After all, the two are not on the same level.
"Changqing, do you agree?"
Su Xiaofan ignored Sun Wu. If he was not ruthless, he would not be successful. In his opinion, Sun Wu was not very qualified as a master. He always protected his disciples as if they were young. The future of that disciple would be limited after all.
Sun Wu may have forgotten what Su Xiaofan did when he was promoted to King of Martial Arts.
"Master, Changqing is willing!"
Zhao Changqing took a deep breath. The last thing a warrior lacks is blood. Without his indomitable determination, Zhao Changqing would not have been able to cultivate to the level he is now.
"If you don't win, you will die!" Zhao Changqing took out the long knife from his back with his backhand, and held the handle of the knife with both hands, without the slightest fear in his eyes.
"Lord Martial Saint, are you serious about what you said? Can I kill him?"
The one who was feeling uneasy at the moment was the Golden Lion Demon King. Under the suppression of absolute force, how could it dare to kill this human general?
"Seriously, kill him, you won't be responsible, and you can leave safely!" Su Xiaofan said decisively.
"Okay, Martial Saint's promise is more important than a thousand odds, I believe it!"
Upon hearing this, the Golden Lion Demon King's eyes gleamed, he let out a loud shout, and there was a burst of crackling sounds all over his body.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The Golden Lion Demon King originally had a body of more than three meters tall, but at this moment it suddenly expanded a lot, like a humanoid giant, with a golden luster all over his body.
At this moment, Su Xiaofan and others also retreated several hundred meters. Within a thousand meters, only Zhao Changqing was confronting the Golden Lion Demon King.
"Master, Master, this is..."
Su Xiaofan, Sun Wu and others were not very far away from the camp at this time. Zhao Changjun, who was originally in the camp, also ran over and was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him.
"Your master arranged it."
Sun Wu glanced at Su Xiaofan, but he didn't dare to be dissatisfied. He knew the master's style of doing things. This time he found Zhao Changqing an opponent for the newly promoted demon king, which was already a bit of a letdown.
"Changjun, watch the battle with peace of mind!"
Su Xiaofan ignored Sun Wu. The system of a warrior is different from that of a cultivator.
You can cultivate immortality behind closed doors. As long as you have good qualifications and practice in seclusion for hundreds of years, you can become a Mahayana immortal.
Therefore, in Su Xiaofan's previous universe, there were many cultivators with high cultivation and weak abilities. For example, Su Xiaofan's wife and mother were not good at fighting with others.
But the warriors in this world are different. If any warrior wants to advance and make breakthroughs, they must all gain experience in fighting.
This is a world where demons and demons are rampant. Warriors are the vulnerable groups in this world. Outside the human city, warriors have countless opportunities to experience life and death.
Killing Yin gods can absorb divine energy, and killing monster beasts can absorb energy and blood. As long as they don't die, warriors can benefit from the fight.
So even if he is a martial artist, he is still a warrior who has had the life of a demon on his hands.
This is true for breaking through to the martial arts master, not to mention that Zhao Changqing is about to break through to the King of Martial Arts at this moment. Without the training in life and death, even if Zhao Changqing is very close to the realm of King of Martial Arts, it will probably take him many years to break through.
Of course, Su Xiaofan did not arrange for Zhao Changqing to die.
Su Xiaofan could see that after this fight, Zhao Changqing's cultivation and mind were almost perfect.
The current goal is to make Zhao Changqing take a step further at the terrifying moment of life and death so that he can smoothly advance to the King of Martial Arts.
The King of Wu who breaks through in this kind of battle will be able to go further on the road of being a warrior in the future. King of Wu is not Zhao Changqing's limit.
"roar!"
At this moment, Zhao Changqing in the venue has already started fighting with the Golden Lion Demon King.
Although it turned into a human form, the golden lion's roar was not affected at all. A roar roared out from the mouth of the golden lion demon king, and the air in front of it was rippled, and it attacked Zhao Changqing in a wave shape.
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"cut!"
Facing the sonic attack from the Golden Lion Demon King, Zhao Changqing didn't panic at all. He held the knife in both hands and slashed forward fiercely with blood all over his body.
The space in front of Zhao Changqing seemed to have been split open by this knife, and the sound wave that was attacking in front of him was also cut open, passing by Zhao Changqing on both sides, causing the waist-deep grass behind him to break at the roots.
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Moreover, after the sword broke through the sound wave, its power continued unabated. When the Golden Lion Demon King was still dozens of meters away from a hundred meters away, it had already stirred up the hair on his clothes that transformed into flesh.
"Nothing!"
The golden lion demon king transformed into a giant and punched the sword energy that was coming towards him. His huge body did not retreat but moved forward, invading within fifty meters of Zhao Changqing as fast as lightning.
The Golden Lion Demon King has only just been promoted to Demon King. Although it has formed a domain, there is no doubt that the closer it is to its body, the stronger the power of the domain will be.
At this moment, the Golden Lion Demon King wanted to make a quick decision, using the power of the domain to suppress the human general, and then slapped him into a pulp to end the battle.
The golden lion demon king's mouth showed a ferocious expression. Although it was now in human form, the bloodthirsty in the demon beast's bones could not be changed. If it were not for the presence of the human warrior saint, it would definitely eat this general alive.
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"This kid, why don't you hide?"
Seeing the actions of the Golden Lion Demon King, Sun Wu couldn't help but smile bitterly. At this moment, he understood what his disciple was thinking.
In fact, in terms of body skills, Zhao Changqing is not weaker than the Golden Lion Demon King. Normally, Zhao Changqing should avoid his strengths and weaknesses and use his body skills to avoid the demon king's domain, so that he can have the possibility of victory.
But Zhao Changqing stood where he was and didn't move at all. The meaning was obvious. Zhao Changqing wanted to break through the realm of the Golden Lion Demon King and become the king in a counter-attack!
In high-level duels, there are no punches and kicks. It is said that the battle lasts for 300 rounds. Life and death basically happen in a split second.
Now Zhao Changqing is facing a desperate situation, because he is in the demon king's domain, and he feels the powerlessness of a low-level warrior.
The Demon King's Domain, as thick as a mountain, pressed so hard that all the bones in Zhao Changqing's body were rattling. If his cultivation had been any weaker, he would have been squeezed into a pile of rotten flesh by the power of the Domain.
This is the terrifying thing about the realms of the Martial King and the Demon King. They are not at the same level, and there is no realm to resist. No matter how many generals are covered by the realm, they have no power to fight back.
Seeing the demon king who was only a few dozen meters in front of him, Zhao Changqing truly felt the approach of death with his shining golden fist hitting him head-on.
At this moment, Zhao Changqing no longer had any fear. He was still lacking a trace of spiritual cultivation and was truly perfect.
An invisible force emerged from Zhao Changqing's Dantian and instantly dispersed throughout his body. It was capable of breaking through life and death. Zhao Changqing's two feet had completely entered the realm of the King of Martial Arts.
Zhao Changqing, whose bones were originally suppressed and rattling, found that he could move, and most of the heavy mountain feeling suddenly dissipated.
"Here comes the knife!"
Zhao Changqing let out a loud shout, and the long knife that was originally hanging on the ground suddenly bounced up, and a flash of knife light appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
At this moment, Zhao Changqing unexpectedly refused to defend and counterattacked. He jumped up high and faced the shining golden fist, slashing out all the energy and blood in his body with this sword.
The leap of life and the sublimation of Qi and blood are all in this sword. This is the most powerful sword Zhao Changqing has ever made in his life. When the sword is used, life or death will occur!!!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In the eyes of the Golden Lion Demon King, a bright light seemed to cut through the sky, making it unable to open its eyes. At the same time, a trace of despair appeared in the Golden Lion Demon King's eyes.
The lion demon king grew up in his heart.
"No...impossible!"
The Golden Lion Demon King roared, "How can a mere general break through my Demon King's domain?!"
The originally careless Golden Lion Demon King suddenly showed his true form, and his huge fist turned into a giant palm as big as a millstone, and he slapped Zhao Changqing in the air.
"die!"
Just as the giant palm struck Zhao Changqing's body, the sword light also flashed from the golden lion's neck.
Zhao Changqing's body was shot out in the opposite direction like a cannonball. His bones crackled and blood spurted out of his mouth.
But the huge body of the golden lion, which was more than ten meters long, remained motionless. The winner of this station seemed to have been decided.
However, the eyes of the Fiery Demon King in the distance showed a trace of sadness. It knew that this impulsive and reckless young genius had already perished.
Just when Sun Wu flew up and caught Zhao Changqing's body in the air.
The golden lion demon king who was standing suddenly had a blood mark on his neck, and then his huge head fell down, and countless blood essences gush out like spring water.
Both sides suffer!
No, it should be one injured and one dead.
Zhao Changqing's life-enhancing sword had already cut off the head of the Golden Lion Demon King, cutting off his vitality.
Although Zhao Changqing suffered a heavy blow and the extent of his injuries was unknown, he still had Qi in his body and was obviously not dead.
But if the head of the Golden Lion Demon King falls off, there is no possibility of survival. Except for some extremely rare demons, even the Demon Saint cannot survive without his head.
"Lord Martial Saint, can you let the little demon take away its remains?"
The Fire Demon King in the distance felt a bit sad that a rabbit had died. Although the appearance of the second Golden Lion Demon King was a bit unexpected, it also had some thoughts of killing the lion with a borrowed knife, but it watched helplessly as its fellow humans were killed by the humans, and it felt like it was in its heart.
Mixed feelings.
"Take it away!"
Su Xiaofan waved his hand. The golden lion's meat was not delicious. Although the hair was good, there was nothing special about it. Su Xiaofan didn't like it very much. Otherwise, he would have killed this old lion more than a hundred years ago.
Already.
On the other hand, Jiang Zhen was a little jealous. After all, the demon king's essence blood was a great supplement to his spirit-gathering array pattern.
It's just that Zhao Changqing killed the Golden Lion Demon King. Qingshan Martial Saint spoke again, but Jiang Zhen didn't say anything at the moment.
"Thank you Lord Qingshan!" The Fire Demon King roared in grief, rolled up the body of the Golden Lion Demon King, and disappeared far into the depths of the grassland.
The thousands of monsters that originally besieged the camp have all disappeared. Within dozens of kilometers of the camp, even the sound of insects has disappeared.
"Qingshan Martial Saint, is Qingshan Martial Saint here?"
The voice of the Fiery Demon King when he left still caused some fluctuations. The warriors in the camp all looked at each other in confusion. Every warrior had heard of the name of Qingshan Martial Saint.
However, having just experienced a battle with monsters, these warriors did not dare to go out rashly. They could only speculate and discuss there, with excited expressions on their faces.
Although the Four Kingdoms were large, there were very few martial saints. Except for a few people in the camp, most people had never seen a martial saint.
"This old lion has already run away and is still causing trouble for me."
Su Xiaofan shook his head. He lived a wanton life and did not want to be stared at by some admiring eyes all day long. For the rest of the journey, he might have to hide in Shen Haodong's carriage.
"Master, how is eldest brother?"
Zhao Changjun's voice immediately focused the eyes of Su Xiaofan and others on Zhao Changqing in Sun Wu's arms.
Although he killed the Golden Lion Demon King, the damage Zhao Changqing suffered seemed not light. Zhao Changqing could be considered as killing one thousand enemies and injuring eight hundred himself.
