The World Shaken (Continued)

Xu Ming quickly struck out with his palm to block, his throat emitting a toad-like sound, and a powerful force surged from his body, the palm energy surging through the void.

However, Ying Zhou's Asura Divine Power was already even greater, and with his intense killing intent at this moment, it was as if the Asura possessed him. This resonated with the Conquest Demon Saber in his hand, making man and blade one, which elevated his Cultivation Body to a higher level. With a single strike, he cleaved through the void, shook off Xu Ming's palms, and struck directly at the chest. The blade's energy exploded, instantly injuring the opponent and leaving him a bloody mess.

It must be admitted that this demonic sword, inherited from his father, was a perfect match for Ying Zhou.

"Go now, kill him!"

Their eyes met, and under the influence of the Asura's demonic intent, Hujia, whose State of Mind was unstable, felt a sudden sense of fear and hurriedly ordered the nearby demon soldiers Demon General launch a siege.

Leaving aside the weak demon soldiers, even the weakest Demon General are still top-tier experts. Even if they can't overwhelm Ying Zhou with sheer numbers, they are enough to exhaust his stamina.

"You think you can kill me with this bunch of weaklings? You're dreaming!"

Ying Zhou activated the mental cultivation method of the "Brahma Sea Asura Art". This martial Cultivation Method for tempering bloodlines showed potential in his hands that even Si Ming had not been able to tap. A faint light flickered between his eyebrows, and in an instant, his entire temperament changed, filled with a strange and demonic charm.

Hujia suddenly felt his mind being pulled and drawn by an invisible force. The scenery around him gradually dimmed and faded in his eyes, eventually becoming hazy and blurry until it disappeared. It was as if only he and Ying Zhou remained in the world.

"Quickly calm down! That's just a hallucination caused by inner demons. Don't be fooled!"

Suddenly, a Xu Ming shout rang out, Hujia awake from his illusion. He was terrified and quickly tried to regain his composure. However, while he was able to break free, the other demon soldiers Demon General were not so lucky. They remained trapped in the illusion, shouting "Kill! Kill! Kill!" as they brandished their weapons and attacked nonexistent enemies. Occasionally, they would injure their own comrades or be injured by their own, without realizing it.

Looking at Ying Zhou again, one could see that the dark light between his brows was gradually deepening, and an invisible and intangible spiritual power surged out like a tide, covering the surrounding environment. He used his spirit to control matter, transforming it into an invisible giant hand that manipulated the winds and clouds of heaven and earth.

"You actually managed to regain consciousness. I underestimated you. It's a pity that a martial artist like you has lost your courage. Now you're just a coward waiting to die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Zhou swung his sword again. A dazzling light flowed from the blade, its brilliance dazzling yet not intense, giving one an extremely cold feeling, as if one were under an Arctic glacier, where even the blood stopped flowing.

Hujia was stunned by the sword intent. Already unsettled, he lost himself again, standing there motionless, letting the sword energy slash towards him.

"The Toad's Cry Across the Nine Heavens!"

A strange sound, like the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger, suddenly rang out. At first, it was barely audible and seemed to be far away, but in an instant, it resounded throughout the entire world, shaking people's eardrums and drowning out the howling wind.

Xu Ming's entire body surged, and immense power filled every part of his body. His skin, flesh, bones, internal organs, and Primordial Spirit all exerted their power simultaneously, causing his already enormous body to expand even further. The airflow within a ten-zhang radius spun rapidly, and streams of energy, like sharp blades, cleaved towards Ying Zhou.

Ying Zhou felt as if he were in the eye of a storm. If he didn't move, all the pressure would concentrate on him, pulling him into the rapidly spinning airflow and tearing him to shreds.

With this obstacle blocking his way, and no longer needing to face his opponent directly, Hujia finally regained his composure and stopped being stunned.

Upon seeing the situation, he knew that it had come to a life-or-death struggle, with no way out; anyone who retreated would surely die. He immediately glared and roared, suddenly exerting all his strength, and wielded his Big Scissors to deliver a desperate blow.

At the critical moment of life and death, he finally regained his usual level. The demonic Demon Power he had accumulated surged out like a flood bursting its banks, cutting out one fierce wave after another.

Xu Ming followed suit with a punch, which seemed to unleash a raging torrent. Wherever his fist landed, the force surged like overlapping waves, continuous and relentless.

The two demons attacked together, and it was as if hundreds of swords were clashing in the air at the same time. The soft sounds were endless, and the chaotic air currents rose up and spread out, stirring up thousands of waves and making the space hazy.

"This move is barely passable, but compared to mine, it's still far inferior. Let's test my newly mastered sword technique."

Despite the fierce attacks, Ying Zhou remained calm. He flicked the blade of the demonic sword with his finger, making a "ding" sound, and then held it horizontally in front of him.

This horizontal sword is like a mountain range, towering ten thousand feet high, standing tall before me, unmoved by winds from all directions, giving people a sense of invincibility.

The two demons' attacks landed on Ying Zhou, creating ripples that seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier of energy, unable to penetrate and attack his body.

To outsiders, this appeared to be the effect of protective Gang Qi, but to the two demons, it was clearly the demonic blade in Ying Zhou's hand shaking at a high frequency. With each shake, a layer of blade shadows flew out, canceling out one layer of their qi. This layering, combining strength and gentleness, created an impenetrable defense.

As the saying goes, strength cannot last forever. After a prolonged attack, the two demons' momentum began to wane. In that instant, Ying Zhou immediately swung his sword, and all the sword shadows that had spread out before were gathered back into the demonic blade, separating into all things and returning to one, bursting forth with unprecedented light.

"Asura Refines the Heart to Cross the Brahma Sea!"

This strike was so powerful it seemed to tear the void apart, causing the space in front of Ying Zhou to blur and distort, with light and shadow flickering. Silently, it swallowed up all the thousands of waves of energy and disappeared.

The blade flashed through the bodies of the two demons, and with a loud bang, Hujia's right hand and Xu Ming's left hand exploded into pieces of flesh that flew everywhere. The two demons' chests caved inward as if they had been hit hard, and they staggered back, spitting out blood.

"Walk!"

Xu Ming ultimately reserved some strength for himself. He immediately grabbed the Hujia with his remaining right hand, leaped out, and rushed towards the outer perimeter.

"Trying to escape? Dream on!"

Just as Ying Zhou was about to press his advantage, he suddenly felt his energy stagnate and his strength wane. He had underestimated the consumption of his ultimate move. Even with his essence to share the Jing Essence, his dantian was already empty. A strong fatigue surged up, the redness in his eyes faded, and he could no longer even maintain his Asura state.

Just as the two demons were about to escape, suddenly, a dark shadow rose from the ground, cleaving the two demons apart like a divine weapon, and then severing their arms.

"Useless trash, blast me to smithereens! Hehehehehehe."

Si Ming spread his arms out, his whole body forming a cross shape. The moonlight shone on him, casting a long cross-shaped shadow, giving him a solemn aura. At the same time, invisible Sword Qi flew out from between his ten fingers, twisting towards the two demons and instantly exploding into two puffs of blood mist. Even their Primordial Spirit could not escape.

"Tch, not only did he steal someone else's spoils, but he also deliberately struck a pose to look cool, as if it were his own achievement."

If Ying Zhou were from Earth, he would definitely curse Si Ming as a "human-headed dog".

"Dealing with this kind of trash is just a matter of a few moves. Even if I didn't steal the kill, the result would be the same. Besides, I only made my move when I saw that you were too weak to continue. In the end, it's still because your strength is insufficient; you're not good enough," Si Ming.

Ying Zhou pursed his lips but did not refute.

At this moment, the surrounding demon soldiers Demon General broke free from their inner demons and illusions. Seeing that their two commanders had both met a tragic end with no remains, they lost all courage to fight and scattered in all directions.

Without their commander to suppress the chaos, the Demon Beast army had no chance to restore order. The entire army descended into utter chaos. Although Si Ming did not attack the Demon Beast from beginning to end, the result of them killing and trampling each other, resulting in heavy casualties, was already expected.

However, compared to the results of the battle, Si Ming was more concerned about something else. "Neither the Demon King nor the Demon Emperor are here, and the number of demon beasts is far less than expected. Where did they go?"

Although Si Ming's skill was sufficient to see clearly in the dark, he was still somewhat affected and could not count exactly how many Demon Beast there were; he could only rely on his intuition to believe that there were many.

However, the concept of "many" is too vague. Ten thousand people is a lot, one hundred thousand people is a lot, and one million people is also a lot. In any case, an army of tens of thousands of people can already give people an overwhelming visual impact, making it difficult to further estimate the number.

However, there is a difference between 50,000 and 500,000. In any case, Si Ming believed that the number of Demon Beast here could not exceed 100,000. So he dragged Ying Zhou, who was exhausted and only wanted to go back to his room to sleep, to search around for any other Demon Beast armies.