Gu Yang appeared, shocking everyone, especially after he revealed his identity, causing the entire demon clan to be shocked.
"He's just one of Long Chen's men—how could he be so strong?"
"The commander of the First Legion should be Long Chen's top expert. There's a reason for being stronger."
"But to be able to repel Lord Xiangtu, this person is ridiculously strong."
"Tch, that's because Lord Elephant Tu wasn't serious. If he did, that bald man would die a terrible death."
Gu Yang stopped Xiang Tu, and the demon clan experts were shocked. Previously, the Purple-Eyed Nine-Tailed Fox had caught them off guard. Who would have thought that Hou Tianwu, one of the five chiefs, would be so restrained.
"A person about to die isn't worth remembering your name for me, Xiangtu. Human trash, get lost!"
Blocked by Gu Yang's spear, Xiang Tu's blood surged violently. In an instant, he flew into a rage, swinging his spear fiercely, the elephant's cry shaking the heavens, his nine meridians surging as he charged at Gu Yang.
"I'm telling you your name mainly so that when you report to the King of Hell, you'll know who killed you, so you can become a ghost who understands you."
Gu Yang snorted coldly, swung his spear, and a dragon's roar erupted. The power of the dragon vein erupted, dragon blood surged, and he blocked the attack horizontally.
"Boom!"
Both summoned the power of their dragon veins. Neither held back in this strike. The violent force shook violently, and both were forced to retreat seven or eight steps before steadying themselves.
"How is this possible?"
The mammoth demon elephant clan's strong warriors saw this scene and looked utterly shocked, especially the one who had previously praised the elephant butcher for not taking it seriously, his eyes nearly popping out.
Xiang Tu had summoned all nine dragon veins, and the phenomenon had appeared, which meant he was not holding back at this moment.
Without holding back, he actually fought this human bald man to a standstill? This was something none of them could accept.
"I don't believe it."
Xiang Tu was furious. This bald man was just one of Long Chen's men. Last time, he was defeated by Long Chen, which was already a huge humiliation. Now, being stopped by Long Chen's men, where would his dignity remain?
"Boom boom boom...
Xiang Tu's white bone spear charged toward Gu Yang like a raging storm. His overwhelming momentum was like an enraged barbarian elephant, unstoppable. Gu Yang was forced to retreat repeatedly.
"Boom!"
While Xiangtu and Guyang were locked in a fierce battle, on the other side, a leader also clashed with a member of the Dragonblood Legion.
"Under Long Chen, Li Qi, commander of the Second Legion of the Dragonblood Legion, has come to seek advice."
Crystals dotted Li Qi's fist, blocking a massive battle blade as he announced his name.
Opposite him was a monster with a blue face, fangs, and a horn growing from its head. Its vitality soared to the heavens, and it was a leader on par with Hou Tianwu, Xiang Tu, and others, enjoying immense prestige among the demon clan.
At this moment, it was both shocked and furious. Li Qi had actually blocked its battle blade barehanded, which was outright disrespectful to him.
"Die!"
The blue-faced, fanged warrior roared in anger and kicked fiercely at Li Qi, but Li Qi nimbly dodged to the side, then spun around, swinging his large hand with the movement of his body.
"Smack!"
Li Qi's large hand slapped its face hard. With a loud bang, the blue-faced, fanged monster let out a painful groan and was sent flying, half its face now a bloody mess.
"Wow, boss, I actually managed to imitate this move." Li Qi looked at his large hand in disbelief, his face full of surprise.
In the Dragonblood Legion, almost no one didn't envy Long Chen's slap technique, but no one could grasp its essence.
Li Qi's unintentional strike today actually landed, which left him both surprised and delighted.
"Damn human, I want to eat your flesh and drink your blood... The
monster was struck by a palm and instantly went mad. It stepped forward and appeared in front of Li Qi, who waved his hand and slapped him again.
He wanted to strike while the iron was hot and see if he could further comprehend this move, but halfway through the slap, a sharp pain struck his chest as he was struck by the horn atop the monster's head.
"Boom!"
With a loud explosion, Li Qi was sent flying far away. But to everyone's shock, Li Qi was hit in a vital spot, yet he acted as if nothing had happened.
The crystal-like divine radiance on his chest slowly faded, and Li Qi felt a bit shaken:
"Luckily, the crystal power automatically protects me. If it had been before, this strike might have cost me half my life.
No, boss, this move isn't something just anyone can play. Success just now was just luck. We should quit while we're ahead."
"Dead."
Li Qi had just steadied himself when the monster charged at him. Crystals appeared on his hands, as if wearing a pair of crystal gloves as he fought head-on.
"Boom boom boom...
Fists and blades clashed, the two figures colliding back and forth, each clash sending a terrifying ripple.
"Under Long Chen, Commander of the Third Legion of the Dragonblood Legion..."
"Whew."
However, just as Song Mingyuan was stopping a leader-level powerhouse and announcing his name, the other party didn't give him a chance to finish speaking and kicked him hard.
When that foot was half a foot away from Song Mingyuan's head, a thin, mirror-like earthen wall appeared. The wall was small but precisely blocked the opponent's kick.
"Boom!"
What
was shocking was that such a thin layer of soil actually blocked a strike from a powerhouse who had condensed nine Heavenly Veins Dragon Qi.
You have to know, that person also possesses the power of imperial blood and is one of the five great leaders, yet he was blocked by such a thin layer of earth?
Just as the demon clan experts were shocked and the leader was in disbelief, Song Mingyuan had already punched him in the chest.
This punch had no charge, nor a howling gust. It looked soft and soft, but when it landed on his chest,
"Thud"
It was like a divine drum being struck, and then people saw the demon clan leader's chest cave in, and a large hole burst open in his leather armor.
"Pfft!"
The demon clan leader spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and was sent flying.
Song Mingyuan slowly withdrew his fist, his face serious: "Long Chen, Song Mingyuan, Commander of the Third Legion of the Dragonblood Legion, has come to learn from him."
At that moment, the Tianyao Alliance's experts were left speechless. Song Mingyuan, who looked harmless and humble, was now so ruthless in his first move.
What was most terrifying was that although no dragon veins swirled around him, he was able to send the demon leader who had already summoned dragon vein power flying with a single punch. What kind of monster was this guy?
"No, look at his feet."
Someone exclaimed in surprise, and only then did people notice that beneath Song Mingyuan's feet, there was actually a nine-dragon pattern on the ground.
"So his dragon vein power is gathered within the earth beneath his feet." Someone shouted.
"Ah..."
Just as everyone was shocked by Song Mingyuan's strength, a scream suddenly rang out from afar, startling the demon clan experts.
"That voice is... They
looked toward the voice and saw the last leader of the demon clan. At that moment, one arm had vanished, and his body covered in blood flew out from the twisted space.