I Become a Martial Arts God in the Chaotic Demon World-Chapter 149: He Wants to Eat Me?

Four Grandmasters clashed in battle, their might enough to dominate a hundred paces, and in an instant, they shattered the main gate of the Guiyuan Sword Pavilion.

Others, whether they were martial artists from the Demon Cleansing Bureau or disciples and demons from the Guiyuan Sword Pavilion, dared not approach and hastily retreated to the surroundings to engage in battle.

Liao Hongsheng drew out a broad Ghost Head Beheading Blade and bellowed, "Kill!"

He hailed from a military background, having been a vanguard warrior in the army before.

Now he was leading the charge, striking toward those demons.

The Guiyuan Sword Pavilion had over five hundred disciples, and there were more than three hundred demons, while the Xuanjia Guard of the Demon Cleansing Bureau numbered over a thousand.

It seemed that the Demon Cleansing Bureau had the advantage, but in reality, the strength of the vassal demons from the Qingqiu Demon Country was not to be underestimated.

Han Zheng followed closely behind Liao Hongsheng, his Autumn Water Shocking Swallow radiating dense demonic qi and blood slaughter that nearly solidified into reality.

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A Guiyuan Sword Pavilion disciple's long sword shimmered with dazzling sword light, numerous threads of sword qi extending a zhang long eventually converged into a single Guiyuan One Sword strike aiming directly at Han Zheng.

But in the blink of an eye, the blood slaughter and demonic qi on the Autumn Water Shocking Swallow in Han Zheng's hands became congealed, instantly transforming into a black and red Sword Gang.

"Half-step Xuan Gang Realm!"

The disciple from the Guiyuan Sword Pavilion cried out in alarm, his sword qi instantly torn apart by Han Zheng.

The next moment, thunderous roars enveloped Han Zheng, and his figure flashed to appear right in front of his opponent.

He unleashed the might of the Dragon Elephant Prison Suppressing Power to its extreme, his muscles and qi blood explosively bursting forth.

With a single slash, the momentum was akin to Mount Tai bearing down.

The Guiyuan Sword Pavilion disciple held his long sword in front to block, countless sword qi amassing in a futile attempt to defend.

But under the boundless force of Han Zheng, everything shattered in an instant, and even the disciple's long sword was torn apart by the Destructive Blade force of the Autumn Water Shocking Swallow, bisecting the man with a single stroke!

[Slain a warrior of Perfect Innate Transcendent Realm, acquired five hundred Qi Blood Essence pearls.]

For the current Han Zheng, ordinary warriors at the peak of the Innate Transcendence Realm posed almost no threat to him.

At that moment, Liao Hongsheng was also cutting a swath through his enemies like a hot knife through butter. Seeing Han Zheng's swift and decisive action, he laughed loudly, "Good lad! Well done!"

With those words, Liao Hongsheng charged toward the rear.

The disciples of the Guiyuan Sword Pavilion were no match for Liao Hongsheng; it was much more satisfying to kill those demons!

By now, the sounds of slaughter surrounded them, and the entrance of the Guiyuan Sword Pavilion had become a battlefield in an instant.

Just as Han Zheng was about to follow and head towards the rear, he heard an angry shout.

"Don't get cocky!"

As the words fell, a surge of sword qi fiercely slashed towards Han Zheng.

Turning around, with one stroke of his sword, Han Zheng shattered the oncoming sword qi, and a middle-aged man who looked about forty and radiated an intense sword qi was charging at Han Zheng with dual swords.

"Half-step Xuan Gang Realm? You must hold quite a position within the Guiyuan Sword Pavilion, right?"

The Guiyuan Sword Pavilion did not have a profound heritage; relying on the Sword Pond, they could cultivate many lower-level disciples, but it was not so easy to train mid-rank ones.

Thus, there seemed to be only two or three Xuan Gang Realm martial artists in the Guiyuan Sword Pavilion, and being at the Half-step Xuan Gang Realm already placed one in the middle hierarchy.

"I am Zhao Yingqi, Deacon of the Guiyuan Sword Pavilion! Don't you dare act recklessly, you lapdog of the Demon Cleansing Bureau!"

On Zhao Yingqi's twin swords, one was enveloped in raging True Qi, and the other by bone-chilling cold, the slashing sword light bringing with it piercing frost.

His strength was indeed formidable; both swords were Mystical Weapons, naturally possessing fire and ice attributes, capable of simultaneously executing techniques from the Guiyuan Sword Manual.

And although the sword techniques came from the same Guiyuan Sword Manual, the one executed with the flame sword was aggressive as fire, fierce and grand, while the technique executed with the ice attribute sword was malicious and shocking, catching one off guard.

This man's strength was outstanding even among Half-step Xuan Gang Realm martial artists from prominent sects, certainly much stronger than Pang Wanchun.

With both hands executing two completely different styles of sword techniques, Zhao Yingqi pressed steadily forward, and in a flash, Han Zheng was enveloped by the storm of ice and fire sword qi.

In the next instant, a chilling murderous intent burst forth from the Autumn Water Shocking Swallow in Han Zheng's hand.

The Avici Path Asura Slash swept across fiercely, its Blood Slaughter Saber Gang, which condensed into a tangible force, instantly tore through the surrounding Sword Force!

Zhao Yingqi sensed the terrifying power of Han Zheng's slash and wanted to retreat, but it was already too late.

The dual swords in his hands were cracked by Han Zheng's slash, and his entire body was sent flying, blood spurting from his mouth.

"You call me a hound? Even if the Demon Cleansing Bureau is a pack of hounds, we are doing it to eradicate demons for the Great Zhou citizenry.

What are you doing now at the Guiyuan Sword Pavilion? You stand on the side of demons, willingly being their lapdogs!

Both Yin Taiqing and Yao Zijing married into the bloodline of the Qingqiu Demon Country's royalty, and even as son-in-laws, they hold status. What about you?

You should have seen just now that the teleportation formation can only transport a little over three hundred demons.

But there are more than five hundred of you from the Guiyuan Sword Pavilion. Do you think you deserve to use the teleportation formation to escape from here?

Even if you could escape, once you reach the Northwest Wilderness outside the Demon Suppression Pass, it's teeming with demons. Are you going there to live a life of luxury, or to serve yourselves as meat and vegetables to those demons?"

Every word Han Zheng spoke pierced into Zhao Yingqi's heart, infuriating him to the point of spitting out another mouthful of blood.

Zhao Yingqi had thought about these things, but he dared not dwell on them too much.

Now that Han Zheng had pointed them out, Zhao Yingqi could only give a bitter smile.

"From the day we joined the Guiyuan Sword Pavilion, we underwent purification in the Sword Pond and were branded with restrictions while gaining power. We can't betray the Guiyuan Sword Pavilion.

Otherwise, with just a thought from the Sect Leader, our heart meridians would instantly shatter, life and death under his control.

Who would join a sect thinking about betrayal? So, we never cared about it.

But who could have imagined that the Sect Leader would collude with demons!

Do you think I want to fight to the death with you? But if I don't fight for my life against you, I will die!"

Zhao Yingqi's face twisted in pain, but more than that, he showed helplessness.

Although these disciples from the Guiyuan Sword Pavilion were rushing forward to fight to the death with the Demon Cleansing Bureau, they didn't truly want to be enemies with them.

Who would want to leave the comfortable Central Plains to join forces with man-eating demons in the Northwest Wilderness?

But they all had restrictions placed upon them; if they did not act, they would die!

Just then, a giant hand covered in black hair suddenly reached out from behind Zhao Yingqi.

Zhao Yingqi had just been severely injured by Han Zheng and his reflexes were slower; the giant hand was extremely fast. Before he knew it, his left arm was seized and ripped away with a violent tear!

Blood rained down as Zhao Yingqi's arm was viciously torn off. With all his might, he exploded with speed to narrowly escape another grab from the giant hand.

A black giant ape, standing around twenty feet tall, wearing only loincloth and ragged armor, was now chewing on Zhao Yingqi's arm.

"If you're going to fight, then fight. Why spout nonsense? Even dogs know how to bite. Teaming up with you humans is truly vexing!"

The giant ape demon looked down at the pale-faced Zhao Yingqi with disdain.

The blood on Zhao Yingqi's severed arm instantly coagulated, and his complexion turned deathly white as he forced a tragic smile.

He no longer entertained thoughts of surviving.

Even if he were to survive and follow Yin Taiqing to the Northwest Wilderness, his fate would be even worse.

Those demons would not regard him as an ally, but as food!

Just like Han Zheng had said, Yin Taiqing and his son had the protection of the Qingqiu Demon Country. They had nothing!

At that moment, the giant ape bared its gaping maw at Han Zheng, grinning. "You, young man, have rich and powerful Qi and blood essence. You must be quite chewy."

Han Zheng looked at the giant ape with a happy smile.

"You have such a large frame; your Qi Blood Essence must be abundant, right?"

For some reason, the giant ape demon felt a chill at the sight of Han Zheng's smile.

That smile was too abnormal, just like the greedy grin one would have upon encountering a delicious morsel of food.

Did this diminutive human warrior really think of eating it?