C262 Demon Lords Death in War (1/2)
The Demon Lord widened his eyes as he looked at Long Yan in disbelief.
”No, I won't accept this. I don't believe that I won't be able to kill you today. Boy, Martial Emperor City, you are all bullshit. In the future, I will dominate the entire Yunzhong City.”
”High-grade Profound Rank combat skill, Emperor's Finger!” The Demon Lord let out a furious roar. This time, he channeled all of his true energy into the Emperor's Finger that he had used.
Long Yan was disdainful: ”Is it another High Ranked Profound Ranked battle skill? Compete with me in finger light? Well, this time I'm going to completely disappoint you. ”
”Middle rank dark class combat skill, Evil Calamity Divine Martial Art, Forbidden Spell, Traceless Tyrant Finger!” ”Corrosive Demon Finger!”
The might of the Mortal Core Pulse at the large success stage, suddenly increased by ten times, which just happened to make up for his deficiency in mid-level combat skills.
Traceless Tyrant Finger! It directly crushed his Emperor Amethyst Finger, and the Eroding Demon Finger erupted with powerful finger light. In a flash, it pierced through the Demon Lord's body.
”Puchi!”
But this time, would Long Yan let him go so easily?
The answer was naturally yes or no! Initially, he had secretly vowed to completely eradicate the Demonic Sect. Today, he would let the Demon Lord die an extremely miserable death.
Long Yan used only an instant to continuously unleash the Evil God's Martial Arts five times in succession.
”Traceless Tyrant Finger!” ”Corrosive Demon Finger!”
When he thought of his clan almost being exterminated, he thought of the white skeletons of those people in the back mountain. Those were the innocent young men and women whom they had killed the last time they held the blood sacrifice!
”Puchi!” ”Puchi!” ”Puchi!” ”Puchi!” A whole ten thorns with desolate, powerful fingers pierced through the body of the Demon Lord. He stood there in a complete daze, looking at Long Yan with a gaze of disbelief.
Bright red blood flowed out of his mouth and dripped onto the ground.
That's it? No, if he just let it go like this, then it wouldn't be Long Yan's personality. Since he was going to be killed, then he would have to kill him completely.
”Dragon Slaying Sword!” When Long Yan gathered his true qi, the Dragon Slaying Sword contained a strong lightning force of 9000 battle skills. Adding Long Yan's physical strength which was almost more than ten thousand kilograms, the Dragon Slaying Sword directly split the Demon Lord's body into two halves right in the middle.
Forget it, no!
In the palm of Long Yan's hand, he was constantly attacking the lightning that was left in his body. All of a sudden, Long Yan shot the lightning that had gathered in his body into the remaining two halves of his body with the power of thunder.
The flames ignited in a flash, until his body collapsed to the ground with a loud bang, until his bones were burnt into a pile of white powder.
Forget it, no!
Within the pile of white powder, a ball of white illusions emerged. Long Yan took out the Night Pearl and gathered his Innate Qi.
When the Demon Lord's devil soul wanted to escape, Long Yan had already maliciously looked at his soul.
”Go to hell. The Demon Lord will never exist in this world ever again.”
”Swish!” The Ancient Soul-Splitting Art had completely shattered his martial spirit, to the point where Long Yan did not hesitate to use the dragon soul to absorb and merge with his dirty spirit soul.
When the Demon Lord truly disappeared at the top of the Immortal Mountain and calmed down right in front of everyone, Long Yan looked behind him and smiled at those cute people. The smile was filled with power, it was filled with friendship, it was filled with warmth, and it was filled with the joy of victory.
Long Yan smiled confidently as he looked at the incomparably shocked gazes of everyone. ”What? Have you all gone stupid? I made such a huge contribution, but no one expressed it out? ”
The black cloud floated very far away as well. The moonlight was currently shining on Long Yan's face, and that stubborn and unyielding youth had a gentle smile on his face as he looked at everyone. Long Yan …
”You don't need to be so shocked, right? Although I saved you, didn't you guys give me some form of explanation?”
When everyone saw Long Yan squatting down and grabbing a handful of white ashes, he floated up into the air and only then did they truly react.
”Could it be that this is what it means to grind the bones and scatter the ashes?”