Chapter 202: Winning the King and Losing the Bandit
In fact, the blood demon's existence is more intimidating than his actual combat power. To put it bluntly, it is used to scare people. It is unrealistic to expect him to come back. What's more, most of the demon sects are waiting and watching, waiting for the situation to become clear.
Only then did he choose to take sides.
In fact, for most people in the Demon Sect, it doesn't matter who is the master, they all do the same thing. They believe in the Demon Lord, and the Sect Leader is just a figure who represents the Demon Lord. It doesn't matter whoever is the master. If you are in a hurry
If you are busy choosing sides, if you make the wrong choice and risk your own life, wouldn’t it be extremely unfair?
From this point of view, they are not idlers, they just don't want to fight among themselves. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that some people are waiting for a price, but they have misunderstood their importance in Xiong Heng's heart. Whether they exist or not has nothing to do with the overall situation.
It's just a slight increase in the number of people. After all, except for Linghu Heng, who was invited to assist Xiong Heng, the rest of the people were loyal members of the tribe back then. As for the new generation of Demon Sect disciples, no one dared
Resolutely choose Xiong Heng.
Xiong Heng was also filled with emotion about this: "Damn it, I never treated any of my disciples badly back then? Why doesn't anyone come to vote for me now? Is it so hard to use my name?"
Complaints are complaints. When the facts are in front of you, Xiong Heng can only hold his nose and admit it. Who told him that he has fallen behind for more than forty years? If you fall behind, you will be beaten. This sentence is a wise saying. In the world of immortality, you still speak with your fists.
, after all, it works.
Just when Xiao Li's confidants were all trying their best, Linghu Heng had successfully gotten behind the Blood Demon Man with the help of everyone's obstruction. The Blood Demon Man was still looking for traces of Ling Hu Heng everywhere, but could not find them for a long time.
When he arrived, he couldn't help but became ferocious. He grabbed a demon disciple and tore him in half! The blood demon violently threw the body aside and let out a roar like a wild beast.
The bloody scene, the combination of blood and violence, not only shocked Feng Leiyu and the others, but even Xiao Li's confidants felt as if a rabbit was dead and a fox was dead. That Demon Sect disciple was not Xiong Heng's person! For a moment, the Blood Demon was beside him.
No one dared to get close. Even the disciples of the Demon Sect who were watching took a few steps back in fear. Some of the timid ones even jumped into the air in fear. They flew high for fear of harming the fish in the pond.
The Blood Demon even killed himself, which had chilled the hearts of many people. Some of Xiao Li's confidants took advantage of the chaos and hid themselves among the watching disciples. They were already frightened.
Where would you dare to start a fight? If someone is accidentally torn into pieces, who can you ask for explanation?
Xiao Li didn't notice this detail. He was forced by Xiong Heng to be in a hurry and couldn't take care of himself. How could he care about other things? The pale light emitted by the "White Bone Netherworld Bead" penetrated into the already extremely small black spiritual power shield from time to time.
Here, Xiao Li is already tired of running for his life, not to mention Xiong Heng’s strength. Even if Xiao Li practices for a few more years, he will not be his opponent. “If it weren’t for the bitch who ran away privately, how could I be where I am today?
Humiliation?" Xiao Li thought bitterly, his eyes couldn't help but drift to the battlefield on Linghu Heng's side, only to find that Linghu Heng was gone. He couldn't help being surprised: "Where did that kid go? Could it be that A Yan has already disappeared?
Kill him?"
Xiong Heng sensed his distraction immediately. How could the experienced Xiong Heng let go of this opportunity? The "White Bone Netherworld Bead" was suddenly sacrificed and hit the "Ghost Demon Netherworld Fire Mirror" hard, and
Xiong Heng's palm had already touched Xiao Li's chest.
"Devil's Palm"!!!
This is a palm technique that the master of the Demon Sect must practice, and it is also a first-class palm technique in the world of cultivating immortals!
Of course Xiao Li can!
At this time, Xiao Li could no longer think of anything, so he waved the same palm as a conditioned reflex!
The two palms intersected, making an earth-shattering roar!
Because Xiao Li responded in a hurry, he lost the time to use his spiritual power at full strength. How could he compare to Xiong Heng's palm? His meridians were immediately injured by this palm, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He staggered on his feet and stepped back five or six times.
Step by step to stabilize your body.
Xiong Hengde was unyielding and struck one blow after another. Xiao Li didn't even have a chance to breathe. He was forced to parry and had no energy left to fight back.
Linghu Heng successfully went around behind the Blood Demon Man and shouted loudly. The Blood Demon Man reacted quickly. But if he was calculating mentally but not intentionally, how could he escape Linghu Heng's long-premeditated blow?
I saw the "Wufeng" fairy sword slash hard, hitting the "Baihui point" on the top of the blood demon man's head!
The blood demon was able to take a step out, but was hit so hard that he was stunned. A stream of black demon blood overflowed from the top of his head, the corners of his eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ears, which looked so weird.
"Baihui Point" is really the gate of the Blood Demon!
Linghu Heng read it right, the Blood Demon's cover has been hit hard, and the Blood Demon's magic is about to be broken!
The Blood Demon suddenly laughed up to the sky and said, "Linghu Heng, I have been defeated by you again!"
Linghu Heng was surprised: "You..."
The Blood Demon, oh no, it should be Xiao Yan, said lonelyly: "The Blood Demon's magic has been broken, and I cannot escape death. Recovering my consciousness is a precursor to death. But I am not willing to give in. I obviously have a chance to defeat you, why?
Defeated by you again and again? I don’t accept it, I don’t accept it!”
Linghu Heng looked at Xiao Li's embarrassed look. His tattered face could not see the slightest bit of suaveness in the past, but instead looked a little more pitiful. Linghu Heng felt something in his heart for a moment: "The so-called becoming a king
Defeat, this is the truth. You had a great opportunity. As the son of the master of the Demon Sect, you could study the Demon Sect's classics at will, but you gave up and meandered, and you didn't regret it. And I never stopped moving forward.
Probably, this is the gap between us!"
Xiao Yan suddenly laughed and said: "Linghu Heng, you are indeed my biggest enemy. I, Xiao Yan, was not unjustly defeated. However, you and I are both the same kind of people. I am a poor person, so why are you not? I will take the first step.
, waiting for you on the road to hell, I think, in the underworld, maybe we can become friends..."
Xiao Yanyue spoke softer and quieter, then lowered his head and became silent. Linghu Heng watched the enemy die, but there was no sense of relief in his heart. Instead, he became even heavier: "You are freed, but I still need to
Go to hell!"
Xiao Yan had a great enlightenment before his death, but it was too late. When Xiao Li saw Xiao Yan's death, he was heartbroken and let out a long roar, like a night owl or an ape. Even if Xiong Heng stamped his palm on his chest, he did not resist.
, on the contrary, there was a sense of relief in his expression.
Xiong Heng quickly withdrew 80% of his power, but Xiao Li was determined to die and lost his body-protecting spiritual power. He was knocked over several somersaults by this palm and fell to the ground. He vomited two mouthfuls of blood and could even see
The fragments of internal organs. He did not wipe away the blood from his mouth, and began to drag the remaining body towards Xiao Yan, with a wry smile on his lips: "Yan'er, how can I let you walk in front as a father? Wait for me, let's go now
I'm looking for you..." With that determined look and resolute look, he was as cold as a bear. Heng couldn't bear to pursue him anymore, and fell behind Xiao Li, watching all this with an expressionless face.
Linghu Heng stared at all this in a daze, as if he had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, and for a moment he didn't know what it felt like. (To be continued)