Mobile Phone Mutation

"Retreat?"

Black Scale King laughed in anger. Although Su Yi possessed great strength, in his eyes, the brat was full of openings. Did he really think he was incapable?

With that thought, Black Scale King launched another assault on Su Yi.

This time, his speed was even faster!

Caught off guard, Su Yi was sent flying by a direct collision. How immense was the power of Black Scale King?

Compared to Old Lord Qiyang, Black Scale King was even stronger.

They were both Supernatural Demon Kings!

The cultivation of the Demon Race is divided into: Demon Qi Condensation, Demon Power Pill Formation, Shape-Shifting Great Demon, and Supernatural Demon King!

This is equivalent to the human race's Eight Meridians, Spirit Sea Enlightenment, Pill Core Dharma, and Fusion Heart Movement stages!

Among them, Mo Haosheng belonged to the early stage of Pill Core Dharma, so it could be inferred that Su Yi's strength was around the level of a Supernatural Demon King.

However, Su Yi did not possess supernatural powers; he relied on his physical strength.

Being able to casually produce a hundred Dragon Strength Pills made him constantly speculate just how strong Qingyan Devil Lord truly was.

The only thing certain was that Old Lord Qiyang, who was at the Supernatural Demon King realm, dared not offend Qingyan Devil Lord at all.

Black Scale King reached out his right hand, and black demon qi swirled like a tornado, sweeping up the retreating Su Yi and lifting him high into the air.

With nothing to leverage, Su Yi was unable to dodge.

"Damn it..."

Su Yi gritted his teeth. Relying almost entirely on bodily instinct, he twisted his waist, turned around, and slashed out with his sword.

Clang—

This strike landed squarely on Black Scale King's right arm, shattering pieces of black scales.

"Your reactions are quite sharp!"

Black Scale King gave a disdainful smile. His figure flickered, appearing beneath Su Yi, and his right knee thrust upward like a pillar to the heavens, slamming into Su Yi's lower back.

"Pfft—"

Unable to withstand the power of Black Scale King, Su Yi felt his spine nearly snap, and blood sprayed uncontrollably from his mouth.

At this moment, they were high in the sky, perfectly captured by the live broadcast cameras.

Whoosh—

The citizens of the entire city were startled, their hearts tightening violently.

Seeing Su Yi injured, even the most cold-hearted person couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.

After all, Su Yi was fighting for them.

Su Yi was so powerful that he was fully capable of surviving alone in the Desolate Ancient, yet he didn't. Such a spirit could truly be called great.

"It's over... Su Yi is going to die..."

"Damn it, I hate that I have no ability and can only hide in the city."

"That won't happen, Su Yi is so strong!"

"If he really dies, we are finished, especially since Black Scale King is already enraged."

"It's really over..."

For a time, all kinds of reactions filled Xiwan City. Some were worried, some were in despair; everyone's heart was flooded with fear.

Besides Su Yi, who else could resist the army of hundreds of thousands of demon beasts?

And the nearly invincible Black Scale King.

Nan Xiaopao, who was running wildly through the streets, also saw the image on her phone screen. Frightened, she quickly turned off her phone and ran toward the north of the city with all her might.

It wasn't just her; crowds from all over Xiwan City were gathering toward the north.

Once the city walls fell, their families would be finished.

Leaving Xiwan City and stepping into the Desolate Ancient was an even surer path to death.

They had to fight for the city!

Su Yi, injured by Black Scale King's collision, did not give up. He turned and slashed with his sword, forcing Black Scale King to refrain from pressing his advantage.

I must land, otherwise I will surely die!

Su Yi thought anxiously to himself. He knew his advantage: it was his strength.

After learning the Immortal Slashing Heart Sword, his speed was quite fast, but compared to Black Scale King, it was still far too lacking.

At this moment, a Two-Headed Vulture as massive as a small mountain swooped in.

A perfect opportunity!

Taking advantage of the Two-Headed Vulture's collision, Su Yi thrust his sword into its body. Blood sprayed from the blade like a fountain.

Severely wounded, the Two-Headed Vulture shrieked and plummeted toward the battlefield below.

"Useless trash!"

Black Scale King cursed in anger and gave chase, wanting to stop Su Yi from landing, but Su Yi's Zhouwu Sword was too sharp, preventing him from killing Su Yi in a short amount of time.

Boom!

Su Yi and the Two-Headed Vulture crashed into the ground, crushing several demonic beasts to death and kicking up rolling clouds of dust as if a bomb had detonated.

After landing, Su Yi quickly rushed out from the dust and began a massive slaughter.

Although he could not defeat Black Scale King, he had to kill as many demonic beasts as possible; for every extra beast that lived, more people might die.

He did not consider himself a saint, but as long as he had the ability, he still wanted to shoulder some responsibility for the people of Earth.

He did not want to be the only person from Earth left alive in the Desolate Ancient later on, not to mention that there were people he cared about inside Xiwan City.

Seeing Su Yi display his might once again, the soldiers near the city walls cheered and shouted one after another.

"Well done!"

"I knew this kid wouldn't go down so easily!"

"Damn it, I can't take it anymore, I want to open fire!"

"Don't hold Su Yi back!"

"Su Yi will win! Kill these beasts!"

Mayor Tan Quanming was also getting excited, waving his fists frantically.

The Xiwan City behind them erupted in sky-shaking cheers, all feeling excited and pleasantly surprised for Su Yi.

Black Scale King swooped down, intending to swat Su Yi to death with one claw.

Su Yi leaped into the air and thrust his sword straight forward, scaring Black Scale King into dodging in a hurry.

His black scales were famous for being indestructible, but in front of the Zhouwu Sword, they were far too fragile.

Su Yi then slashed toward a Green-Eyed Giant Tiger, easily cutting it in two.

This won't do, if this continues, my stamina will be exhausted!

Although Su Yi kept a cold face on the surface, he was incredibly anxious inside.

That last strike made him feel as if his waist might snap at any moment, causing him immense pain, but he forced himself to endure it.

Under the crisis of life and death, he could no longer worry about the pain.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

Black arrows formed from demonic energy shot down from high above, startling Su Yi into retreating rapidly, but he was still pierced through both shoulders and his back by six of them. As the black arrows dissipated, Su Yi began to bleed profusely like a sieve.

The surrounding demonic beasts lunged at him frantically, drowning him like a tidal wave.

Because he was in the center of the battlefield surrounded by so many beasts, people did not notice his perilous situation.

"Get lost!"

Su Yi gritted his teeth and roared, slashing horizontally with his sword. He spun his body twice, and the sword energy swept out, killing all the attacking demonic beasts and sending flesh and blood flying.

He stumbled, nearly falling to the ground.

"Half-demon, you're done for, why bother struggling!"

Black Scale King looked down at Su Yi and sneered, his eyes filled with contempt.

The surrounding demonic beasts continued to pounce on Su Yi. Su Yi fought like a madman, slashing left and right, no longer displaying his previous elegant swordsmanship, like a trapped beast at the end of its rope.

Facing Black Scale King's mockery, Su Yi turned a deaf ear.

He was only thinking about killing as many demons as possible!

He could still fight!

Boom!

Su Yi's blood-soaked left fist punched out violently. Even though the Hundred Dragon Strength was somewhat weakened, it remained terrifyingly peerless. The wind from his punch raged forth, crushing and destroying the bodies of the demonic beasts one after another.

Just then, Su Yi suddenly felt his right pants pocket heating up, growing more and more intense as if it were about to explode.

It was his Great Dao Phone!

What is going on?

Su Yi was extremely anxious, but being in the middle of the battlefield, he had no chance to take out the phone and could only endure it.

Happy Dragon Boat Festival, it's Monday, asking for recommendation votes, comments, and tips! Yeah, asking for everything, haha. I'll add an extra chapter once we hit five thousand votes!