Chapter 261 1 (1/2)

Half Divine Star, the Might of Yin Rong!

Demon General Jing Yun might have easily defeated Lu Zhan but Ning Fan killed Jing Yun with ease!

Holding Jing Yun’s storage pouch in his hand, Ning Fan glanced within and noticed 30 tufts of Blue Flame Grass.

Nice. They finally landed into my hands! As such, I can start to assimilate the Demon Marshal’s blood and improve my demon power to ten thousand units and advance into the Spirit Severing Realm!

A deathly silence fell upon the entire Luo Yun Province so much that you can hear a pin drop.

Yao Yuan and the rest of the 40 Demon Soldiers who personally witnessed the incident where Ning Fan killed three Spirit Severing Realm experts on his own were already on their way back to Northern Desert City. In the province, the only person who had felt a small perceptible part of Ning Fan’s strength was Lu Tianming who was injured to the point where he was just like a dead dog.

But shortly after the moment when Jing Yun died, the whole crowd burst into cheers!

Lu Tianming who was setting up the betting pool was literally dumbstruck with astonishment under Ning Fan’s ferocious qi.

Previously, he was sure that Ning Fan would be able to defeat Jing Yun and even cut him down.But he had never thought that it would be an overwhelming victory for Ning Fan even though he faced Jing Yun who was quite a strong opponent…

“I am definitely blessed with great luck for being able to stay alive from that man’s hands that day…He even dares to kill one of the Pure Flame Tribe’s generals right in front of their Honorable Demon General, the Flame General, Lu Jiefen. He is just too savage…He does not seem to be afraid of turning all the members of the Pure Flame Tribe into his personal enemies. He does not even consider the consequences of killing a person. All he knows is that anyone who is his enemy must be killed!”

Lu Zhan whose right eye was blinded could feel his blood boiling.

All his grievances after being injured by Jing Yun completely disappeared at this very moment and turned into a feeling of awe and respect towards Ning Fan.

“This old man will be the first one to agree for this person to be the Eighth General of our Luo Yun Tribe! Good kill! Good kill! Moreover, before he killed Jing Yun, he deliberately poked his eyes to blindness. That action was a revenge for me! Hahaha! Lu Bei, this old man, Lu Zhan now truly owes you one!” Lu Zhan laughed loudly. The pain of his blinded eye seemed to be not that painful anymore.

Lu Wan’er covered her mouth with her tiny hands with surprise while the Wind Demoness and the Flower Demoness were stupefied. It was their first time witnessing Ning Fan’s terrific means after spending quite a while with him.

“Lu Bei…He is really powerful…”

The green-robed lady stroked her sideburns with the tips of her fingers. Her countenance was visibly moved for the first time.

“Lu Bei… This person is nearly unscathed after killing Jing Yun. With that power, I suppose there won’t be more than 20 people who can win against him in the Second World… If he attains the Spirit Severing Realm, perhaps he will be unrivalled among the demons other than the Honorable Demon Generals… But he is still not a true demon after all. He might be able to defeat Jing Yun, but not Jin Qun. Even if he can win, it would be a grueling battle between the two. As for Li Ban…Can he even win against Li Ban?”

Above the vast sky, Lu Jiefen’s tiger-like eyes flashed with anger. To him, Demon General Jing Yun was an outstanding person with strong techniques. However, an exceptional subordinate like him had been killed by Ning Fan just now. How could he be not enraged?

But Lu Daochen who was standing in front of him made his expression become gloomy. He could not possibly enter the fire platform to interfere in the battle in Lu Daochen’s presence.

“Hehe. Flame General, please calm your anger. After the generals have stepped into the fire platform, their life and death will be decided by the Heavens. Since those who perished cannot be revived, if you want to blame it on someone, blame it on your own subordinate who was not as good as his opponent…” Lu Daochen blocked Lu Jiefen’s path without letting him take a step forward.

“Hmmph! Life and death decided by the Heavens… Fine! When your Lu Bei dies later in the hands of the Demon Generals from the Upper World, you, Lu Daochen, shouldn’t think of saving him either!”

Lu Jiefen’s eyes gleamed with cold light. He might not be able to kill Ning Fan with his own hands, but there were still two generals who could avenge Jing Yun on the fire platform.

Blue Flame Grass had been obtained.

Ning Fan raised his whip and pointed at Li Ban with his finger. Wearing a contemptuous look, he asked, “Are you the next one?”

The haughty expression on his face sparked off a new hatred within Li Ban while reminding the latter about the old grudges that had yet to be settled with Ning Fan, causing his heart to burn with wrath.

“Zhou Ming! I have no idea how you escaped death back in Great Jin but today, I will never let you go again. I will make sure you die right in front of me!”

He moved one step forward, but just as he was going to engage Ning Fan, Jin Qun stopped him.

“Let me deal with him!”

The golden-armored Demon General slowly entered the platform. His aura was becoming more and more concentrated.

From the way Ning Fan killed Jing Yun, Jin Qun realized that Ning Fan was indeed a powerful opponent. But he was still confident that he had the means to eliminate him.

“You can’t take on my spear!”

“Do you really think so…” Ning Fan sneered.

“You’re just courting death!”

Jin Qun’s eyes began to be filled with seriousness. Taking a large step forward, his body was gradually covered with golden fur, turning into a golden mastiff with sharp fangs.

He raised his hand into the air and rays of sunlight was absorbed into it, congealing into a dazzling golden spear. Slapping on the back of the spear, it turned into a flash of golden beam, propelling towards Ning Fan’s dantian.

“Demonic technique, Parting Sun Spear!”

The power of this golden spear formed from sunlight was comparable to that of the burning sun. Just now, it nearly killed Lu Qing.

This time, Jin Qun had even transformed into his demon manifestation to thrust the spear, intensifying the might of it and making it a few times stronger than the previous one.

Facing the incoming spear, Ning Fan’s gaze turned solemn for the first time. He summoned grey-colored flames on his palm and directly blocked against the tip of the spear.

Its temperature was as hot as the scorching sun. Within seconds, the skin on his palm was burnt.