When Xiaoqiang saw this, he knew something was wrong and hurriedly used his footwork to try to avoid this powerful force.
However, this demonic energy seemed to be alive and constantly changing forms, making it impossible for Xiaoqiang to completely avoid it.
In the end, Xiaoqiang was hit by the demonic energy, and a sharp pain instantly spread throughout his body.
His body felt as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer, and he instantly flew backwards, drawing a parabola in the air, and finally fell heavily to the ground.
"Haha," the Leopard Demon mocked, "Do you think you can defeat me? Your thoughts are too simple."
Xiao Qiang endured the pain and struggled to stand up. The strength in his body regrouped and his breath began to become stronger.
He took a deep breath, a powerful aura erupted from his body, and shouted: "Zhentian Fist!"
A terrifying force spurted out from Xiaoqiang's fist, as if to tear the surrounding air, making people feel an indescribable horror.
The Leopard Demon mocked contemptuously, without any intention of evading, he directly faced Xiaoqiang and punched him hard.
When the two fists collided, there was a deafening sound in the air, like thunder raging, and an extremely violent energy quickly rippled out from the center of the collision to the surrounding areas.
This energy was like a beast emerging from its cage, unstoppable. Wherever it passed, the ground of the hall seemed to become as fragile as glass, and cracks spread like torn paper.
The entire hall fell into a mess instantly, like a wheat field ravaged by strong winds, a desolate scene.
However, this time, Xiaoqiang's Sky-shattering Fist exerted amazing power, and that powerful force drove the Leopard Demon back dozens of steps.
Xiaoqiang immediately seized the opportunity to counterattack, and the Sky-shattering Fist continued to hit the Leopard Demon like a violent storm.
Each bombardment was like a powerful storm roaring out, shaking the air.
Then, there was another deafening loud noise, and Xiaoqiang's body drew a trajectory like a graceful arc in the air, and then landed steadily on the ground.
Xiaoqiang sneered in a cold tone: "Your strength is vulnerable. Now, I will end your life with my own hands."
After saying that, Xiaoqiang sprinted from a distance like a cannonball. His body was like a powerful source of power, full of explosive power.
At the same time, Xiaoqiang's fist was like a huge cannonball, instantly bombarding the Leopard Demon's chest with a whistling sound that ripped apart the air.
The power of this blow was like the heaven and earth splitting apart, so powerful that it made people palpitate.
The surrounding air seemed to solidify instantly, giving people a feeling of being detached from reality.
The Leopard Demon was hit hard, and its body drew a short trajectory in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground like a weak stone.
The leopard demon's chest seemed to be ravaged by strong winds, and the deep wounds were like torn pieces of paper, with bloody flesh and blood.
The demonic blood soaring into the sky, like a fountain in the dark night, spewed out fiercely, sprinkling the surrounding ground with black blood.
The Leopard Demon's eyes widened, like two tarnished black gems, with no trace of life left.
Then, Xiao Qiang waved his hand, and the leopard demon who fell on the ground seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and instantly suspended in the air at an astonishing speed.
All this happened in the blink of an eye, leaving no one with time to react.
Then, Xiaoqiang put the suspended body in his storage ring in an extremely skillful way.
Xiaoqiang's body swayed, as if he had traveled through space, disappeared from the place in an instant, and then appeared in the Wind Palace.
Zhang Liucheng caught a glimpse of Xiaoqiang, smiled slightly, and said leisurely: "Xiaoqiang, have you successfully killed that evil demon?"
Xiaoqiang chuckled and replied confidently: "Brother, I have dealt with that demon clan, you can rest assured."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Qiang raised his hand, and the body of the leopard demon suddenly emerged from the void and appeared on the ground.
At this moment, a group of people walked into the hall one after another. Among them, an old man was particularly eye-catching.
He was dressed in a luxurious dragon robe, and his beard was long and curved, as unique as a goat's beard, leaving a deep impression of gentleness and elegance.
However, his eyes revealed an indescribable shrewdness, as if he could see through the depth of everything.
This old man in dragon robe is the king of the Wind Clan - the Wind King.
His majesty and wisdom are well-known in the clan, and he is respected and admired by the clan members.
Behind the Wind King, a girl wearing a crystal clear white dress followed closely with light steps.
She is Feng Bixi, the saint of the Wind Clan.
She is like the cherry blossoms blooming in spring, fresh and refined, elegant and sacred.
Feng Bixi's eyes revealed a profound tranquility, as if containing the wisdom of the entire world, making people dare not blaspheme easily.
Behind Feng Bixi were a group of Wind Clan monks.
Among this group of people, five people - Feng Comes Again, Feng Cong Jing, Feng Jing Jing, Feng Wenwei and Feng Po Lang - are particularly eye-catching.
Their strength clearly surpasses that of other monks, and they can even be said to be the strongest beings among this group of people.
Feng Bixi and the monks from the Feng Clan bowed deeply to Zhang Liucheng, their eyes full of awe and respect.
Then, they supported the Wind King and sat firmly on the golden throne.
At this time, Xiaoqiang crossed the crowd and walked up to Zhang Liucheng. He hugged his fist deeply, looked resolutely, and said: "Brother, all the demons have been resurrected."
After hearing Xiaoqiang's words, Zhang Liucheng nodded lightly with satisfaction. Then, Zhang Liucheng waved his arm violently. With this wave, all the demons seemed to be swept away by an invisible force in an instant, and all of them were absorbed. into Zhang Liucheng's spirit beast bracelet.
Sitting on the golden throne, the Wind King showed unparalleled majesty.
The Wind King's eyes were like sharp swords, revealing sharp insights, capturing every tiny movement and ripple of breath.
His eyes swept over every human monk in the hall one by one, as if searching for some unspeakable mystery in every face.
The Wind King pondered, satisfied with his guess.
He secretly thought in his heart: "The strength of these human monks is so amazing. They can be compared with the older generation of strong men from our Wind Clan. Some of them have even surpassed Feng Youlai and others in strength!"
Feng Bixi faced Feng King and said softly: "Feng King, that young man in the blue robe is the benefactor who saved Xi'er's life."
After hearing Feng Bixi's words, Feng King slowly stood up from the gorgeous throne, his steps firm and cautious.
The Wind King walked towards Zhang Liucheng. In front of Zhang Liucheng, he bowed deeply and expressed his gratitude in the most sincere tone: "Little brother, thanks to your generous help, you saved the saint's life. Please accept it." I bow deeply to express my sincere gratitude.”
Zhang Liucheng hurriedly took a step back. He realized that King Feng was sincerely grateful, and then he persuaded him: "King Feng, you can't do it, you can't do it! This is a bad thing."
After hearing Zhang Liucheng's words, a kind smile broke out on King Feng's face.
His eyes were like sharp knives in winter, sharp and piercing, as if he could see through Zhang Liucheng's outer cover and penetrate into the depths of his heart.
However, what the Wind King could see was a face as calm as a deep lake and as hard as a towering mountain.
He could not peek into Zhang Liucheng's inner secrets, or even fully judge Zhang Liucheng's cultivation level.
Such obstacles caused Feng Wang to have strong awe and deep interest in this seemingly ordinary Zhang Liucheng.
"Little brother, do you have any suggestions or plans to guide our Wind Clan's next move?"
King Feng asked in a solemn tone, his voice full of respect and respect for Zhang Liucheng.
"Now, we have completely eliminated the demons in the Wind Domain, leaving no trace behind."
Zhang Liucheng answered slowly but firmly, "I think the current priority is to rectify the forces that once surrendered to the demons to ensure that they are uprooted and no longer threatened by these forces."
