Li Xingzhou did not hide. In full view of the public, if he hid once, he would hide for the rest of his life.
So he chose to fight hard.
Even now, he is still determined that he will not be weaker than Ke Xiaoliang if he exerts his full strength.
The collision between fists happened in an instant.
A moment later, there was an explosion.
Li Xingzhou's whole body exploded again.
This time... he was blown into smaller pieces.
If Ke Xiaoliang hadn't deliberately spared a hand, every drop of spirit in Li Xingzhou's body would have been completely wiped out and he would have died.
Li Xingzhou thought he had a chance.
But he doesn't understand at all. He can do it, and Ke Xiaoliang can do it.
Ke Xiaoliang knows it, but he may not know it.
In terms of the breadth, breadth, and depth of his strength, he was completely crushed by Ke Xiaoliang.
What does he win with?
Confidence?
It will be extremely difficult for Li Xingzhou to recover this time.
Some remaining blood drops with fragments of Li Xingzhou's soul quickly seeped into the ground, and then escaped from this place using the earth escape technique.
Li Xingzhou has lost... completely.
Maybe he won't have the courage to challenge again.
As the confrontation between Li Xingzhou and Ke Xiaoliang came to an end, the situation on the battlefield also began to change.
The monks of the Ten Demon Sect began to counterattack in a large scale.
However, the monks from the Blood Demon Palace had no intention of fighting and retreated one after another.
As for the Yuan Shen monks dispatched from the Blood Demon Palace, they were also watched closely by the Yuan Shen monks from the Ten Demon Sects.
No matter how heavy the casualties were in the battle on the battlefield, these old demons only demonstrated to each other and intimidated each other, but did not take action. They participated in the chaos and seemed to cherish their lives.
Theoretically, Yuanshen monks have achieved a certain sense of immortality.
Even if it fails to become an immortal or a demon, and the body decays after many years, the soul can regain the body through direct reincarnation or seize the body, and continue to live until the gods and humans decline and the soul is burned out.
Therefore, Yuanshen monks value force more than ordinary monks.
We will not easily start a war unless necessary.
At this time, the power of the Holy Worship Sect was withdrawing from the battlefield.
Li Xingzhou has been 'defeated'.
There will no longer be a place for him in the Blood Demon Palace.
Seeing that it had become impossible to capture the Ten Demon Sects, the benefits promised by Li Xingzhou were naturally in vain.
There is really no need to continue worshiping the Holy Sect.
The battle lasted for another half day.
Finally, in the sky, the Yuanshen monks from the two factions seemed to have reached an agreement.
The voice of the Eight Evil Old Man came down from the sky and fell on the entire chaotic battlefield.
"Everyone stop it!"
"This farce! It's over!" said the old man.
Obviously at this moment, the Blood Demon Palace's attack on the Ten Demon Sects, the Yuanshen monks of the Ten Demon Sects, after eating and drinking, define it as... a farce!
Even on the corpse mountain, there are still a large number of corpses of disciples who died defending the Ten Demon Sect, but they are not completely cold yet.
Even inside the mountain gate, the blood sprinkled all over the path still retains warmth.
But...in the eyes of these superior Yuanshen monks, this is just a farce.
The Ten Demon Sects are still their Ten Demon Sects.
The Blood Demon Palace is still the Blood Demon Palace.
There is no life-or-death enmity, no old grudge that cannot be resolved.
If one party is in trouble, the other party will definitely try every means to take advantage. If they can find an opportunity to eliminate it... they will naturally not be merciful.
However, at this moment, we are still good friends and fellow demon sect members.
Ke Xiaoliang stood on the top of the mountain, with the wind blowing through his hair and his clothes fluttering.
Looking up at the sky, Ke Xiaoliang sneered as he looked at the Yuanshen monks who did not show their figures in front of others.
"farce?"
"Finish?"
"Who said that! Disciples, I, Ke Xiaoliang, in the name of the seventy-fourth head of the Ten Demon Sect, ordered... to kill all the Blood Demon Palace brats here! No one will be left alive." Ke Xiaoliang's voice, The voice that overcame the Eight Evil Old Man echoed in the mountains and roared between heaven and earth.
The disciples of the Ten Demon Sect, who had dim eyes and sad and angry expressions, raised their heads one after another and looked at their sect master who was standing on the top of the mountain with dark clouds hovering above his head.
Then... cheers!
Then he raised his weapons and magic weapons and continued to kill those Blood Demon Palace disciples who only knew how to flee. Compared to the old devils who have become monsters, the little devils, although they kill people, set fires, refine poisons, steal money, and like to stir up trouble, they still have passion after all.
Within this mountain gate, there are people and things they can cherish.
The Eight Fiends angrily sent a message to Ke Xiaoliang: "Ke Xiaoliang! What are you doing?"
"This battle is over!"
"The Blood Demon Palace agreed to cede the three kingdoms of Donglin, Xu Tu, and Bai Sheng to our Ten Demon Sects, and also delivered various spiritual materials and a number of treasures. Among them, there are several treasures that are of great use to Yuanshen monks. This is already what we can do This is the greatest benefit you have striven for, what else do you have to be dissatisfied about?"
There seemed to be a pause, and Baji communicated with others for a moment.
Then he sent a message to Ke Xiaoliang: "Your current cultivation and methods are no longer weaker than those of Yuanshen. I can give you a share of the benefits. Hurry up and ask those disciples to stop! This matter... ··You listen to us and don’t act nonsense!”
Ke Xiaoliang turned a deaf ear and continued to allow the monks of the Ten Demon Sect to pursue the monks of the Blood Demon Palace.
"Ke Xiaoliang! If you don't let the disciples stop, we will stop interfering."
"Once the Yuan Shen monks from the Blood Demon Palace take action, things will be irreversible. Although you have power comparable to the Soul God... you are not the Yuan Shen after all!"
"All the spirits will take action together, you will definitely die!" The Eight Evils threatened Ke Xiaoliang.
Ke Xiaoliang finally spoke: "Then let them come!"
"Also...to resist the invasion of foreign enemies, as the supreme elders, you will not take action. After the matter is over, the supplies that the sect should have given you...you can no longer count on it!"
Ke Xiaoliang said sarcastically.
The Eight Fierce roared angrily and no longer even used secret transmission.
"Okay! If you want to be so stubborn, then die!"
"If you can survive this time, even if you don't take the offering, what's the problem?"
Obviously, the Eight Fiends and other Yuanshen cultivators from the Ten Demon Sects did not think that Ke Xiaoliang could survive the encirclement by the Yuanshen cultivators from the Blood Demon Palace.
The words just fell.
The sky changed color.
The originally thick dark clouds were suddenly rendered bright red.
A bloody sun actually rose in the thick blood cloud.
A vast sea of blood arose between the sky and the earth. Countless blood-colored monsters began to fly out of the clouds, then took up positions and formed formations, locking Ke Xiaoliang firmly in them.
The mighty energy of heaven and earth was frozen by a mysterious force, as if it had solidified into the stiffest ice.
The martial arts method of absorbing the energy of heaven and earth was locked in advance.
But Ke Xiaoliang didn't transform, there was no matryoshka doll.
Instead, he held knives and swords in both hands.
For any swordsman or swordsman, the sword intention and sword intention, which are extremely rare and precious, are constantly entangled and rising in Ke Xiaoliang's body.
The knife and the sword are like twins, like yin and yang.
In an instant, swords and swords flashed across the sky.
Cutting through the thick and mighty sea of blood.
Ke Xiaoliang's figure also completed thousands of jumps in an instant.
One person forms a formation, and the secrets of swordsmanship and knife skills are gathered in the formation diagram.
Then it turned with a bang.
In the end, all that's left is simple killing and cutting!
And in this killing and cutting, several strange-looking, blood-colored souls appeared in the clouds, looking at Ke Xiaoliang in shock and anger.
The powerful magnetic force sealed the space.
This makes it impossible for these spirits, who regard the space barrier as nothing, to jump away and withdraw from the scene.
