Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting-Chapter 297 - 159: My Strongest Is Defense, Heading to Jiuhua County
In Black Wind Mountain, one human and one demon fiend, one chasing and one fleeing, both moved as fast as lightning.
After a finger point, the speed of the White Belly Demon Monarch slowed down a bit.
Although Huo Tianzheng had said not to kill the demon monarchs of Black Wind Ridge for the time being, Wei Fan could not care less since the other party had already taken action.
To dare attack him and provoke him, even if it were the son of a Demon King, deserves to be killed.
Boom!
A loud noise came again as a crescent moon emitted terrifying waves, slicing straight towards him.
The integration of martial arts and weapon, the Silver Moon Palm!
At this moment, the White Belly Demon Monarch finally showed some fear. Although both were elementary divine soldiers, the power in Wei Fan’s hands was evidently different from that in Long Xueyi’s.
This Silver Moon definitely had the power to harm him!
The White Belly Demon Monarch flapped its wings, sending a terrifying gale towards the Silver Moon, but it was to no avail. Although it changed the trajectory of the Silver Moon, its body was too massive and still within the attack path of the Silver Moon.
"Do you really think that I fear you!"
Seeing this situation, the White Belly Demon Monarch had no choice but to slow down.
With a sharp scream, the White Belly Demon Monarch turned its wings, cutting across the Silver Moon like a celestial saber. Under the terrifying gale, a huge ravine was cut into the ground below.
In the next moment, the Silver Moon was struck by the wing, feathers fluttered, and the Silver Moon flew horizontally away.
At the same time, Wei Fan chased up like lightning.
He didn’t care about the divine soldier Silver Moon flying far away; he just raised his fist and smashed.
Boom!
A fist smashing down like a great sun hit the back of the White Belly Demon Monarch. Amidst the rising bluish smoke, the White Belly Demon Monarch felt as if struck by a mountain, its massive body sinking several zhang.
A glow appeared before him, and the giant white-bellied eagle disappeared, replaced by a middle-aged man with full white hair, who turned in the void and punched towards Wei Fan.
Ding!
The punch landed on Wei Fan, emitting a deep bell-like sound.
"Aow..."
In the next moment, the White Belly Demon Monarch let out a cry of pain as the fist hitting Wei Fan cracked everywhere, its bones shattered by a terrifying countershock force.
"Protective Divine Soldier?"
The White Belly Demon Monarch realized a mere physical body wouldn’t be so terrifying; only a protective divine soldier could shatter a body comparable to an elementary divine soldier with such force.
And it wasn’t an ordinary protective divine soldier. At least an advanced divine soldier was needed to shatter its bones this way.
"My strongest aspect is defense!"
Wei Fan’s fist slashed down again, hitting the White Belly Demon Monarch’s chest. Under the terrifying power, the White Belly Demon Monarch fell from the sky like a cannonball, spewing blood as it smashed into the ground.
Its power was actually stronger than Zuoqiu Yi’s before, especially its horrifying speed, which even Wei Fan couldn’t guard against.
If it weren’t for the Golden Bell Body Protection, he wouldn’t have so easily taken down the White Belly Demon Monarch.
"Die!"
Wei Fan, gaining the upper hand, wouldn’t relent, flipping his wrist to reveal the Tiger Soul Saber in hand.
Amidst the trembling of heaven and earth, the purple sword aura slashed directly into the ground, tearing it open to reveal the White Belly Demon Monarch within.
Its chest collapsed on one side, with a huge wound stretching from shoulder to abdomen, struggling to rise from the ground.
However, Wei Fan had already chased down from the sky, and in the stunned gaze of the White Belly Demon Monarch, the Tiger Soul Saber plunged into its head, pinning it to the ground.
The White Belly Demon Monarch’s eyes gradually lost their luster, clearly not expecting to die so quickly. After a mournful wail, its human form couldn’t be maintained, and in an instant, it reverted to the several-zhang-long white-bellied eagle form with the Tiger Soul Saber in its head.
[Slain White Belly Demon Monarch, gained 6000 years of ordinary power, 20 years of spirit soul power]
[Ordinary Power: 33000 years]
[Spirit Soul Power: 190 years]
"Chirp..."
In the distance, a larger golden eagle circled in the sky, looking here with eyes full of hatred, but it did not come over.
"Dare to come over, and I’ll slaughter even you!"
Wei Fan pointed the Tiger Soul Saber at the distant Golden Eagle Demon Monarch, who eventually did not come over and let Wei Fan slaughter it too.
It wasn’t that he didn’t dare, but he didn’t want to implicate others.
According to Huo Tianzheng, Black Wind Ridge still stood, providing a kind of protection for the human race. Once Black Wind Ridge was flattened, the Demon King would appear.
The demon race couldn’t allow the human race’s wanton expansion.
Over countless years, the human race’s territory had been expanding bit by bit, the result of their wanton expansion leading to a full-scale war between the demon fiends and the human race.
The injury to Black Lake Jiao Venerable triggered a full-fledged upheaval of the demon fiends within Tongzhou, exemplifying this perfectly. On this day, countless human sons lost their lives on the battlefield.
If Black Lake Jiao Venerable had died, the situation would have been even worse than now.
Of course, given the speed of the Golden Eagle Demon Monarch, it probably couldn’t catch up with Wei Fan anyway.
"Roar! Are you the Horizontal Cultivation of Innate Wei Fan of Su City?"
The voice of the Golden Eagle Demon Monarch came from the distance, its gaze full of hatred.
Wei Fan nodded: "It is indeed your Grandmaster Wei!"
"I will remember you!"
The Golden Eagle Demon Monarch said, shrinking rapidly until it disappeared, whether falling to Black Wind Ridge or fleeing, nobody knew.
It dared not approach, likely knowing it wasn’t a match for Wei Fan.
In the battle between Wei Fan and the White Belly Demon Monarch, Ao Jin and several other demon monarchs weren’t present, clearly already eliminated by Wei Fan.
Even if it were strong, it was no match for Ao Jin the Flood Dragon, especially with Ao Jin wielding an advanced divine soldier, far beyond its capability.
Even the Flood Dragon Ao Jin died, and coming over would be seeking death.
It never expected to lose its life just by sending the White Belly Demon Monarch to check the situation.
"Go!"
Having taken the White Belly Demon Monarch’s demon pill, dismembered its corpse for storage, Wei Fan and Long Xueyi broke away directly, flying to Black Wind City in no time.
"Is everything settled?"
