Chapter 433 (1/2)
The demon king's attitude made a group of demons unable to understand.
And just listen to the Demon King say:
”Looking at today's decisive battle, I realized that I still underestimated mankind. Especially Zhang Yi, his strength has reached a level that... I can't reach. Although unwilling to admit it, the two sides of the showdown, whether Ximen Tianhao or Zhang Yi, are not their opponents. If we fight with them, we will only die under their sword in the end. Unexpectedly, mankind is still the overlord of the earth. It's really unwilling. ”
When the demons heard the speech, they cried more and more.
They thought that with the recovery of the earth's aura, the day when monsters would turn over and make decisions was coming.
They can avoid being hunted by humans, and can also kill humans as their food and prey.
Therefore, a group of monsters formed the ten thousand monsters cave in order to defeat mankind and make the human world a breeding ground for monsters.
However, who would have thought that human beings are still at the top of the food chain today. Even the strongest demon king among the monsters lamented that he was not as strong as human beings.
At this point, the demon king sighed and then continued:
”We Wanyao Grottoes have offended Zhang Jia. At this time, if you want to make peace with Zhang Jia, you must show sincerity, so according to Zhang Yi, send the princess to Zhang Zhang for pledge. Otherwise, at this time, Zhang Yi defeated Ximen Tianhao. It was his peak period. If he attacked our Wanyao cave on a large scale, I'm afraid it would be the end of our Wanyao cave. If I can't resist him, the ten thousand demon cave will flow with blood. For the sake of the survival of hundreds of millions of monster people in our ten thousand demon cave, the princess must understand. ”
Tianxiang demon Shuai knelt on the ground and cried:
”Demon king... We are incompetent and want you to make such a sacrifice... We're sorry for you!”
All the monsters around also began to cry.
The demon king snapped at this time:
”Stop crying! We compromise and seek peace from Zhangjia, but for a while! In the future, we will practice hard. I will set an example! Today's shame, our ten thousand demon cave will be shamed sooner or later! When the king can break through again, it will be the death of Zhangjia! ”
At this time, the demons also shouted with grief and indignation:
”We must practice hard! Zhang Yi will be killed in the future! Will destroy Zhangjia! ”
The cries of many monsters reverberated back and forth in the grottoes.
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Kunlun mountain.
Near yuxu peak, under a hidden peak.
A man shrouded in black fog hid in the dark and watched the duel between Zhang Yi and Ximen Tianhao.
This black fog man is the one who gave Ximen Tianhao black flying sword.
When he saw Ximen Tianhao's last death, he couldn't help being angry and smashing a huge stone around him.
”Simon Tianhao! You piece of shit! What a waste! ”
The man in the black fog could not help roaring angrily:
”Longmen gave you a golden child pill and I gave you a top-grade flying sword. However, you still haven't killed Zhang Yi! You're not a waste. What are you? It's nothing to die by yourself. You also caused my Youming sect to lose a top-grade flying sword. You're really not sorry to die! ”
The man in the black fog roared more and more angry, and his scarlet eyes were as bright as bleeding.
After roaring for a long time, the figure in the black fog said:
”This son Zhang Yi has repeatedly damaged the great event of Youming sect. It's hard to calm me without killing this son. I'm only angry! I heard that this son got the scepter of the West Queen Mother in the secret territory of yaochi. I have to find a way to kill him and seize the scepter! The Western King's maternal power staff is the key thing to control Yin soldiers. This treasure plays a vital role in reshaping reincarnation in the nether world! Never let it fall into the hands of ordinary people! ”
At this point, the figure's eyes flickered in the black fog, as if thinking about what plan.
After a while, the figure in the black fog said slowly:
”It seems that it's time to get in touch with them! Otherwise, there are few people who can deal with Zhang Yi in this world. Zhang Yi, a thief, grows up too fast! We must kill him as soon as possible, otherwise if we allow him to develop, it will certainly become a great danger to our Youming sect! ”
After that, the figure in the black fog looked angrily at Tianyong city for the last time.
Then the black fog dissipated abruptly, leaving no trace, as if it had never appeared in this world.
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Southern Alliance.
In the screening hall.
Nangong Xiabu, the leader of the Southern Alliance, and Yan Yunfei, the talented disciple of the Shifang palace around him, watched the dream decisive battle together.
When the showdown was played, their faces were not very good-looking.
After a while, Nangong Xiabu began to sigh:
”It seems that Ximen Tianhao, one of the earth's indigenous people, is an extremely talented person who can condense the soul of the sword! Even in the cultivation world, I have only heard of three people with such Kendo talents. If Ximen Tianhao was not born on earth, if he was trained by the gate sect in the cultivation world, I'm afraid he will also be able to become a strong man on the famous side! ”
Yan Yunfei's face was even more ugly when he heard the speech.
Ximen Tianhao's Kendo talent can be seen by condensing the sword soul, which Yan Yunfei can't deny.
Yan Yunfei said angrily:
”Just an old man! If I were his age, I might not be inferior to him! But he is not as good as me at my age! ”
Up to now, Yan Yunfei can only recover his advantage from his age.
Nangong Xiabu smiled helplessly and then continued:
”Zhang Yi, who is young, is also a genius who can condense the soul of the sword! Moreover, Zhang Yi's swordsmanship is not weaker than Ximen Tianhao, and even better than Ximen Tianhao. In this decisive battle, Zhang Yi applied his swordsmanship incisively and vividly. Even in the world of cultivation, Zhang Yi may be regarded as a leader among his peers. ”
Yan Yunfei said coldly when he heard that his face was more ugly
”He is only powerful with a sword, and he may not be like me in other aspects!”
Since Yan Yunfei came to the earth, he has always regarded himself highly. He only thinks that the indigenous people of the earth are a bunch of garbage. He doesn't deserve to be compared with the talented disciples of the big sect of the world.